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Okay. Now it's my turn to express myself specifically and constructively.
Zubr, your position, representing the administration, is understandable. And any of us "spammers" understands that we are not without sin. But it wasn't just on our side that mistakes were made, as I've said many times. Who wants to argue?
Now, addressing the very respected Ms. Luchik, regarding the also respected Mr. Loken.
All of his seemingly offensive posts (which, in reality, were either popular slang of that time or even Soviet-era riddles, which sounds funny, but I'm not joking) were a kind of encouragement for users not to be dull in the spam forum. And they (including me, please don't take offense) were indeed being dull and posting even more terrible things, even if they were more polite. In terms of lack of information, this sub-forum could have won an Olympic medal. As a result, Loken was banned. Let's assume there was a reason for it. Was he given a chance? I didn't see it. Loken told me that he didn't notice this chance either.
Now, further. His actions really speak for themselves. Why does he create clones? To further spoil the forum? It doesn't seem very convincing, does it? Rather, it's because the forum is important to him. And of course, he can't write a letter to the Creator because he is constantly banned. As far as I know, there was an attempt to contact the administration, and it remained unanswered. As a person who cares whether there are interesting people on the forum, and Loken is definitely one of them, as many users will confirm, I ask that his issue not be considered closed and that it would be worthwhile to discuss it via ICQ or PM with me. The problem is that he is now not allowed to express himself and convince you that he is a completely reasonable person.
Sincerely, eXeCuToR.
Step aside from the way of a better man than you
So you fall at his feet hes the one who betrays you
Its the servants devotion for the decay
Stand up

There are no flowers on your grave
There are no chains
There I keep chanting for the forgotten name © Amorphis