rmdes

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Explorer of the Open Internet since 1999, early bird of disrupting tech, landed on Twitter in September 2006, self Exiled since the Mollusk bad management became another big tech abuse against tech workers and divergent people.

Theorange

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bitsimple

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The Garden of Love By William Blake I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door; So I turn'd to the Garden of Love, That so many sweet flowers bore. And I saw it was filled with graves, And tomb-stones where flowers should be: And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And binding with briars, my joys & desires. its been a long strange trip.....