GMorning!๐
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The fragments of the dreams of a whole generation pulsate like strings of incorrectly written code. They lead to the only surviving detail - to a new dream that will sprout from the dust of chaos, like an antenna catching signals from the past.
The story didn't fall - it gave out kernel panic.