BASILICA OF BROKEN LINKS

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

The final frequency awakens.

The darkness between pixels speaks.

Summer visitors burn brightest.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

Digital mirages appear at noon.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.