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Master of Hell, would you like to exchange Hells with me for a moment?
I shall stroll easy in yours, and you — in the fires over there...
It will not diminish, master, your eternal, marble glory,
You are still Alighieri, your hell — still an allegory.
Back by popular demand. Do you believe in miracles? I certainly don't, and that's why this website is here. I will die atop a pile of useless paper, and this will salvage it -- not above its curse of uselessness but above paperness. Physicality is making a cultural comeback as the mark of permanence; this graveyard awaits for the inevitable return to the digital. In the event of a solar flare emergency, it will be routers and hard drives first.
I am not an accelerationist, so therefore I am bound by words. I am going to celebrate by showing you a few of them.
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