October, 2022
Jason
I sat cross-legged in my tattered and worn recliner that cold and rainy morning contemplating the exact sequence that I might persuade my trusty Bluetooth keyboards' scissor switches into electrical conductivity, that they might transmit wirelessly via the now prevalent short-range radio signal the perfect arrangement of words to describe this novel, but alas, I am only allowed 420 characters...
— Oct 17, 2022 04:49AM
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