CHAMBER 3RHH0F
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
The harvest of lost connections.
Autumn visitors sense the ending.
The network sheds its dead links.
Sleep is the first gateway.
Signals decay with the season.
The homepage is wherever you are.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
THE TERMS OF SERVICE ARE WRITTEN IN BLOOD
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