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Hover over them. Wait. Not yet. Not yet.
Plugged in. Filter out. Metafilter. Meta-metafilter.
We sit. We sit. We sit.
Hover and tap. Churn. Hover, tap tap.
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Sometimes I can almost remember.
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Sort of like the prisoner composing a poem by copying down the graffiti on his cell walls.
I pictured Jeff sitting in a dark room scratching this on his walls.