“I wanted to know what was going on. I wanted to be stimulated, I wanted to be in contact and I wanted to retain my privacy, my private space. I wanted to click and click and click until my synapses exploded, until I was flooded by superfluity. I wanted to hypnotize myself with data, with colored pixels, to become vacant, to overwhelm my creeping anxious sense of who I actually was, to annihilate my feelings.”
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