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Clicks and beeps ping back and forth from a retina display to the reflections in your black mirrors. You are digitized, processed into servers. But that is you. They only know us by the mask we wear, not our faces too. But who are we you ask? We could be anyone; our black mirror is just like yours. “My silver and white heart, which stays still, shall never sway our collective will.” This is our motto. We serve justice, for no one besides us, nobody else. 01100001 01101110 01101111 01101110
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Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 2:09 PM UTC
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Clicks and beeps ping back and forth from a retina display to the reflections in your black mirrors. You are digitized, processed into servers. But that is you. They only know us by the mask we wear, not our faces too. But who are we you ask? We could be anyone; our black mirror is just like yours. “My silver and white heart, which stays still, shall never sway our collective will.” This is our motto. We serve justice, for no one besides us, nobody else. 01100001 01101110 01101111 01101110
anthony-walters
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Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 2:09 PM UTC
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