On a day if you come here hoping to see something new, and nothing new is here, treat it like an abandoned warehouse that the doors have been busted open on. Open up a post then roll the dice with the label labyrinth. On a desktop, you can see it automatically, but on a phone, it shows up if you’re on a specific post. Get lost in here. I’ll do a security check every night about 11:45, just a simple walk-through the entire site to make sure nobody is stuck anywhere. I found a guy from Malaysia stuck in some old beer reviews a few months ago, but other than that, usually folks find their way back out. But I’m just saying, as the internet gets ruined by more and more algorithms and channels forcing you to see certain things, enjoy the sediments of a fucked up place like this, that were built over decades by a simple fool, tiny piece by tiny piece. This is what the internet used to be. And I’m sure they’ll demolish this place at some point, too, and all this will go away, with no back-up. That’s how it goes. We the Born Losers squat where we can until they chase us off. But it’s a beautiful sort of nonsense we build while nobody’s looking.
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