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I am a pigment (pig instead of fig because I'm obese) of your imagination. I do not actually exist but you invented me during a lonely childhood and I have been your imaginary friend ever since. Unlike your real friends, I do not always agree with you especially when you're doing something wrong or harmful to yourself and the ones you love. That's why we seldom go out for dinner together in imaginary bistros. And although I'm imaginary to you, my friendship with you is not.