// ASCII Peppa Pig by Milo Yip
#include <math.h>
#include <stdio.h>
#include <stdlib.h>
#define T double
T c(T x,T y,T r){return sqrt(x*x+y*y)-r;}
T u(T x,T y,T t){return x*cos(t)+y*sin(t);}
T v(T x,T y,T t){return y*cos(t)-x*sin(t);}
T fa(T x,T y){return fmin(c(x,y,0.5),c(x*0.47+0.15,y+0.25,0.3));}
T no(T x,T y){return c(x*1.2+0.97,y+0.25,0.2);}
T nh(T x,T y){return fmin(c(x+0.9,y+0.25,0.03),c(x+0.75,y+0.25,0.03));}
T ea(T x,T y){return fmin(c(x*1.7+0.3,y+0.7,0.15),c(u(x,y,0.25)*1.7,v(x,y,0.25)+0.65,0.15));}
T ey(T x,T y){return fmin(c(x+0.4,y+0.35,0.1),c(x+0.15,y+0.35,0.1));}
T pu(T x,T y){return fmin(c(x+0.38,y+0.33,0.03),c(x+0.13,y+0.33,0.03));}
T fr(T x,T y){return c(x*1.1-0.3,y+0.1,0.15);}
T mo(T x,T y){return fmax(c(x+0.15,y-0.05,0.2),-c(x+0.15,y,0.25));}
T o(T x,T y,T(*f)(T,T),T i){T r=f(x,y);return fabs(r)<0.02?(atan2(f(x,y+1e-3)-r,f(x+1e-3,y)-r)+0.3)*1.273+6.5:r<0?i:0;}
T s(T x,T y,T(*f)(T,T),T i){return f(x,y)<0?i:0;}
T f(T x,T y){return o(x,y,no,1)?fmax(o(x,y,no,1),s(x,y,nh,12)):fmax(o(x,y,fa,1),fmax(o(x,y,ey,11),fmax(o(x,y,ea,1),fmax(o(x,y,mo,1),fmax(s(x,y,fr,13),s(x,y,pu,12))))));}
int main(int a,char**b){for(T y=-1,s=a>1?strtod(b[1],0):8;y<0.6;y+=0.05/s,putchar('\n'))for(T x=-1;x<0.6;x+=0.025/s)putchar(" .|/=\\|/=\\| @!"[(int)f(u(x,y,0.3),v(x,y,0.3))]);}

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SOMETHING ABOUT ME

Ah, let me thus extol the sacred rites of feast and song, where dishes, like stars in heaven's own map, do brightly shine with celestial delight. Each flavor a sweet sonnet spun, each wine a deep draught of the dark, rich ink of midnight, penned by Bacchus himself in his revelry.

And then, the hallowed harmonies of ancient symphony, where notes, like gentle rain upon the thirsting earth, do fall and nourish the soul's most secret garden. These melodies, carried on the breeze, whisper tales of yore, each chord a thread in the loom of time, weaving garments fit for the gods.

In this banquet of sound and savor, where every bite is a verse, and every sip a rhyme, do I find my deepest joy, my soul's true sustenance. Here, amid the clinking of glasses and the soft sighs of strings, doth life's true beauty shine most clear.

Keen on
Delicacy / Spirits / Caffeine / Pixels / Cats / Shi1k1 / 356a

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"If you can see this, reward yourself by petting this cat."

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拝啓　忌まわしき過去に告ぐ　絶縁の詩
最低な日々の　最悪な夢の　残骸を捨てては行けず　ここで息絶えようと
後世　花は咲き君に伝う　変遷の詩
苦悩にまみれて　嘆き悲しみ　それでも途絶えぬ歌に　陽は射さずとも