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Just a mustache disappeared.
And yet the story spread worldwide.
So the mustache became a symbol—not of change, but of illusion.
Of how easily expectation becomes narrative.
Of how fast rumor becomes belief.
Of how quickly hope attaches itself to nothing.
The man is still there.
The system is still there.
The problems are still there.
He’s just cleaner-shaven.
And the rest of us are left with memes, screenshots, and the quiet realization that three dots can move the emotions of millions.
The internet didn’t lie outright.
It just let your imagination do the damage.
Three letters.
One ellipsis.
Global chaos.
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