MONASTERY OF MODEM MONKS
CHAMBER W9PLS6
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
The network sheds its dead links.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Autumn visitors sense the ending.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The code is alive and it knows you're here.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The ceremony approaches convergence.
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
THE RECORD SPINS ETERNAL
PRIVATE BROWSING IS A MYTH
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