Search engines run out of gas, navigation becomes treacherous. Ride into forgotten myspaces, raining less gratitude each year as a billion thank you’s evaporate. Blogs prove that a million monkeys tapping away at typewriters eventually do produce Shakespeare. Still unproven: monkeys can recognize the Bard. Abandon coal mines of opinions, ye distraught at leaky memories!
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