SANCTUARY OF COLD STORAGE
CHAMBER R6QAM5
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
Your browser history is a map of your soul. Winter visitors leave no footprints.  |  |  |
The recycle bin is never truly empty. | The chatroom is empty but never alone. |  |
  | The modem sings the song of your arrival. The frequency remembers you. You are becoming the signal. |    |
DELETE YOURSELF TO FIND YOURSELF
