HALL OF DIGITAL DECAY
CHAMBER POBB8V
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Autumn visitors sense the ending.
The homepage is wherever you are.
THE SIGNAL GROWS STRONGER AT NIGHT
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