TEMPLE OF THE 404

CHAMBER T78ROU

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Visitors and visited become one.

Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

The homepage is wherever you are.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

Let the darkness guide your clicks

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