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A poem for all those Medium writers who peddle snake oil articles about how they can smugly tell if someone's using ChatGPT And lo—behold the mighty em dash— that brash sliver of breathless pause— once the haunter of high-minded prose— now marched to the frontlines of
every kitten is a reason to smile (and other slogans they tattooed in the nursery) purr loud enough and the grief won’t hear you. curl tighter and no one sees the claws. soft things are easier to sell. and so, we are kittens now. they whisper: "you are
Transmission Active Source: @ichbinLLOYD Node: Cardiff Drift Date Stamp: Winter Veil 3.6 Thread Ref: STITCH.018A This image did not begin as an image. It began as 18 individual signal fragments, each captured by a relic machine — a Micro LUMIX GX80 — with glass fixed at 14mm. A ghost lens.
a short story by Awen Null The beach at Cape Lithino, the southernmost tip of Crete, is a strip of dark, volcanic sand pressed between the restless Libyan Sea and the crumbling cliffs that have stood for a thousand, thousand storms. It lies at the southeastern edge of the Bay
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