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It's so easy, to screw yourself for a little bit of warmth.

The agency I work for makes sure that all traces disappear. Ideally the memory of the deceased should also follow suit.

I cannot believe that we lost touch with reality so much that we need to vilify AI in order to make us feel better as people.

A while ago I had the chance to listen to Bruce Sterling. Let's not strive to achieve the fucking status nor the damn money.

How nice it was in those days to walk through the Karlstrasse markets without having to breathe in the purulent smell of rotten flesh!

We indulge ourselves in those moments of contentedness that last mere minutes.

You, writer wanting to include Italian characters in your story; and you, reader fascinated by all things Italian - this is for you.