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BASILICA OF BROKEN LINKS

CHAMBER HT63U1

TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY

The cold preserves deleted memories.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Connection established with the eternal.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

REPEAT THE SACRED SEQUENCE

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