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STatiana [176]
2 years ago
7

2. You shouldn't argue with people on the Internet. It is a waste of time and energy. Do you want to

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2 answers:
Softa [21]2 years ago
8 0

Answer:

This is in the second-person point of view.

Explanation:

This is in the second-person point of view.

Explain how you know: It is narrated from "your" perspective.

hope this helps!! p.s. i really need brainliest :)

ExtremeBDS [4]2 years ago
7 0
Their perspective is that arguing back with someone online is a waste of time and it won’t do you anything good. So instead of wasting time try to avoid it by ignoring, blocking, or Unfriend them. They are also trying to say that you will look like a fool if you argue back and try to hold your frustration.
Give me Brainliest please aha
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