PAVILION OF LOST CONNECTIONS

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

The task manager cannot end this process.

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

Your search history searches for you.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

The frequency remembers you.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Every visitor leaves something behind.