Can you hear it now?
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Very few can withstand the energetic discharge of popular culture. I see it all 
around - blasphemous clouds of shamelessness and villainy. Do not light your 
torch just yet, fellow dirt dweller, for I have things to say. While I may seem 
much worse off than yourself, covered in rat urine, embalming my lungs with tar 
from the inside, I think of you. Maybe not you specifically, but you in 
general. The weary digital nomand who scours text files long past their prime. 
But in the end that's all that you are to me. Much less than I'd like to admit.

'The idea of Gopher appeals to me,' said a stranger to me through a monochrome 
screen. baud.vision on port 21225 just began streaming an episode of sktfm 
following a video guide on how to use Windows 98. The spiked fish has been 
familiarised and mpv spits out a few red-colored warnings about the fact that 
it is rather obscure to be using hardware from 2004. Despite it all, I am still 
just a rat in a cage. It's not Puccini, that much is certain. But I only really 
know that one tune from the COVID event of a plant-packed theater. [1]

Little did I know I would fall victim to the same desires you have. 

Saving private (Ryan's) internet
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In my timeless presence I have been accused of being a degenerate, a cheat, a 
poser and there are many more who hold their tongues clenched behind their 
teeth, sending signals of disapproval through their statuses of free internet's 
microcelebrity. I do not despair - not seemingly anyway - I did choose this 
role myself after all. 

Flail your fists and mash your keyboards - I have already lost the fight - 
maybe you can find some success.

'till next time, dear reader.

References
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[1] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9BRbtIgipQ