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<rss version="2.0"><channel><description>Making manips / edits , into hypno, robot, time freeze, statues all that stuff. Even down to make stories!&#xA;&#xA;Checkout my linktree! &#xA;https://linktr.ee/s3lco</description><link>https://bsky.app/profile/s3lc0.bsky.social</link><title>@s3lc0.bsky.social - S3LC0</title><item><link>https://bsky.app/profile/s3lc0.bsky.social/post/3mvf4gjbztc2h</link><description>(1/18)&#xA;&#xA;The burnt-orange lights of Darrell K Royal still pulsed when Arch Manning threw the Hook ’em.&#xA;&#xA;24-23. Twenty-point deficit erased in one quarter. 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Finn de Vries across the table, still human, still smiling like the date is going well. He has no idea what’s in the glass.&#xA;“Proost.”&#xA;He drinks. (1/8)</description><pubDate>08 Sep 2026 05:11 +0000</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">at://did:plc:j7d2ng466a3rp2ia5avpcitp/app.bsky.feed.post/3muyb3zgpgs2t</guid></item><item><link>https://bsky.app/profile/s3lc0.bsky.social/post/3muy5vdhy722z</link><description>Andy had just finished a brutal leg day. The kind that leaves your quads screaming and your shirt soaked through. He peeled it off in the locker room, tossed it in his bag, and stood there in just the dark green shorts, still breathing hard. (1/11)</description><pubDate>08 Sep 2026 04:13 +0000</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">at://did:plc:j7d2ng466a3rp2ia5avpcitp/app.bsky.feed.post/3muy5vdhy722z</guid></item><item><link>https://bsky.app/profile/s3lc0.bsky.social/post/3mux2gbfy7c2m</link><description>The shutter kept clicking. 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