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She coughs static into a handkerchief, and pixels cling to her glitching lips until she wipes them away. Consumption progresses—her body flickers, buzzes, often now she's just a noisy silhouette, barely part of reality at all. Sometimes her bed is empty, even though she's there
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staticgirl, operator
@LOSTRAD1O
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It’s fatal, but only to the person you used to be. They’ll mourn you but there will be no physical form to place in a casket, because by then you’ll take to the energy network like a fish to water, finding the place your new self fits. They’ll cry anyway.
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Alastair Gilfillan
@Appastair
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21. tra 2018. |
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Strange, how life is fading.
You've found peace while we mourn.
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eataTREE
@TheREALeataTREE
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21. tra 2018. |
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la boheme, but with chiptunes!!!
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David Conine
@dj_Habitual
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22. tra 2018. |
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Nice!
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