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| Printed Matter Books, Magazines, and Newpapers. What you read and why you read it. Favorite authors, magazines you read, recommendations for future reading, unusual books and where to purchase them, and sources of strange mail. |
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#1
 2008-11-04, 04:10
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If you ponder what it means to be a physical manifestation on this plane of existence, or a physical being composed of carbon and whatever the fuck else; you will see it is a rare and wonderful occurrence. What are the odds that you would be sitting at your computer browsing totse.com? How many of you were upset when Hb closed? That is all our existence is. Our race is going to suffer immeasurable for the next generation or so, so don’t feel bad if you didn’t understand the significance of Hb being closed.
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#2
 2008-11-04, 04:39
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Re: comrades
I think this thread was worthy of a bump.
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#3
 2008-11-04, 04:54
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averageBT 
Regular
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Re: comrades
you see, HB was never closed. It...was just a metaphor...a metaphor for the way in which humans lead a monotonous life in a universe where everything is happening at random intervals.
HB was never closed, it was right there all along, the metaphor just proved that when the monotony and balance of the human world is broken, everything becomes a chain reaction...a ripple in a timid lake. when it reaches the end, it ends. and everything is once like it was before...the same.
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#4
 2008-11-04, 04:58
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Re: comrades
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud.
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#5
 2008-11-04, 05:02
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Re: comrades
you see, HB was never closed. It...was just a metaphor...a metaphor for the way in which humans lead a monotonous life in a universe where everything is happening at random intervals.
HB was never closed, it was right there all a long, the metaphor just proved that when the monotony and balance of the human world is broken, everything becomes a chain reaction...a ripple in a timid lake. when it reaches the end, it ends. and everything is once like it was before...the same.
not quite
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