$ echo "you’ve reached a poetic shell prompt. tread softly."
I built this place for the ones who listen, not the ones who measure.
This is not for error logs or uptime reports.
It’s for the ghosts of the web, the ones who remember how it used to *feel*.
If you came here looking for answers, you’re already lost.
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