what are these called?

0So there I was, perched atop a bluff in the sub Saharan whittling driftwood watching the gazelles glide across the parched earth. Clothed in a slip-shod mixture of mutton and twine lying daintily upon my ash heap. And suddenly my life flashed before me like a lightning bolt,and the purpose of my meer existance manifested itself before my eyes. 02br
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00funny paragrapghs, idk i just do them for the fun of it but i have no idea what to call them, anyone know?0-