I don't know who you are. Or whether you're a man or a woman. I may never see you or cry with you or get drunk with you. But I love you. I hope that you escape this place. I hope that the world turns and that things get better, and that one day people have roses again. I wish I could kiss you.
"Convicted. Aggravated Menacing. First Degrees misdemeanor. Six months. All I did was design toys. I designed them durable and ecologically viable. No batteries, solar rechargable solid-state battery, efficient and long lasting."
"There are three such toys in my cell. They keep going off, there's no off switch, and so durable, they can't be broken. It's only been a week, and I can't get more than a few minutes nap. I understand now. In have made an abomination."
I don't want 1980s 8-bit microcomputing back. I don't even want the 1980s 8-bit microcomputing subculture back.
I want the future that I thought that subculture would lead to.
A world where we used technology to improve ourselves, improve our world, and share the results fairly with everyone.
And not as a battering ram to smash down other people's doors and take all their stuff.
One girl in all the world.
𝕼𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 ⓞⓕ 𝔾𝕀𝔽𝕤
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Music is my love language
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