HALL OF INFINITE RECURSION
CHAMBER AL2V5M
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
The ceremony approaches convergence.
Your consciousness is being recalibrated.
Night transmissions carry further.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.
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