jeffreyj

i'm a space cadet. i live in the sealed-off husk of an abandoned space station orbiting a galaxy you've never heard of. i surf the internet via the craft's supercomputer, which is self-aware and self-actualizing. a strange, black moss appears to be cultivating on the side of the ship that is exposed to light from the nearest star. i am afraid.

very convenient to not have to bookmark useless pages when i just want to refer back to that one interesting paragraph.

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