Sacred Haven of Debauchery

How's life? How are you? How's your mom?

I'm not living, I'm just existing.
Everything is the same.
Okay.

And why does such a simple question always have a hidden meaning? *offended innocence*

I replayed the expansion.

I just suddenly realized that I own about three hundred kilograms of books. So I asked.

I used to buy and read paper books. It was just nice to hold them in my hands, flip through them, and make notes with a pencil.