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The wet leaves muffle my footsteps like a soggy, brown pillow, as I walk through the silent forest, looking for the next one.
I wonder whether they are happy when I catch them, whether they see me as a new friend or as a kidnapper tearing them away from friends and family. Why would they fight for me though if the latter were the case?
Do pokemon have Stockholm syndrome?
Posted by Beatrix MGN on November 9, 2016
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D. Wallace Peach
/ November 10, 2016Nice!
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/ November 12, 2016Thank you 🙂