Saturday, February 24, 2024

Tales.

 One day, the Elders will tell the youth about a place called Internet where you could be anything you wanted. Read or watch any manner of absurdity. A place of learning, fun, & horror. You could go there on a phone, or at home. Then the EMP happened & all we had was each other.

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