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Deadpool pauses, tilts his head. “Chaos? No, buddy. This is customer service .” He pulls out a glitter bomb disguised as a USB drive. “From now on, any movie downloaded here comes with a free 10-minute PSA about supporting artists. And a dancing baby. Non-negotiable.”

Back in the real world, Deadpool sits on a couch, feet up, watching his own movie legally on a massive screen. deadpool moviesda

“So I’m doing what any self-respecting merc with a mouth would do. I’m breaking into the moviesda server. Not to take it down. Oh no. To improve it.” Deadpool pauses, tilts his head

“Here’s the thing. Someone—probably a guy with a goatee who owns too many leather chairs—uploaded a bootleg of my latest adventure. No 4K, no chimichanga-fueled commentary track, and worst of all… they cut my post-credits dance number.” This is customer service

The screen flickers black. Then, a red gloved hand smacks the center of the frame.

He unsheathes his katanas, each blade reflecting the words “PIRACY IS BAD… UNLESS IT’S MINE.”