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TEMPLE OF THE 404

CHAMBER MFTYCR

TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Your search history searches for you.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

EMBRACE THE ETERNAL RECURSION

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