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VESTIBULE OF VIRAL THOUGHTS

CHAMBER MOS3JD

TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Digital frost spreads across the network.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

The cold preserves deleted memories.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

COOKIES WILL BE PLACED IN YOUR SOUL

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