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> self-published Amazon eBook market of garbage genre novels

"Even after two months on their prolonged, glamorous, non-sleep shopping spree, she couldn't resist the allure of his white shirt over his hard pectorals. He wasn't at all like the other men in her life, vapid things that would spend a lot of time in the gym trying to lose weight, instead of just being outright gorgeous and indulging her social needs."

A part of me agrees with your statement: people indulges themselves a lot in junk literature, as they do in junk mates and unfulfilling social events. And yet, I have known myself for enjoying junk food and junk literature and sorely missing partners who were certified by their backwater witch-doctor from Hornborga as having too small of a brain for even a minor demon to consider possessing.

We may end up in a world where some people will enjoy AI-generated content, and some people will be at war with the death of the soul that comes with it. I'm decidedly in the second camp.