links for 2007-11-06
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You awaken in a large complex, slightly disoriented. Glowing dots hover mouth level near you in every direction. Off in the distance you hear the faint howling of what you can only imagine must be some sort of ghost or several ghosts.
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deliverables!
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While their industry dies, they claw desperately at ringtones and lawsuits. Rest in peace, ye greasy coporate slugs
