From Dashie, with love
In the bright, windy morning, the website said that the letter was still waiting to get airlifted from France.
But, the tall man in the brown shirt, the postman, appeared at cjunior's just as the Sun peeked above the zenith.
The captivating smell of the plastic cover, presents, filled the air as he placed it on my palm.
"It can't be!"
I opened it slowly, with laser precision, enjoying the essence.
'La Poste, France'- said the seal, marked on the second of March.
Inside was seven cards, photos printed with love, from a place 5000 miles away.
The words were as beautiful as his toots, touching as I thought it would be.
The picture of Seine looked magical and Maât's, the cat's coloured eyes appeared to be shining.
My heart was melting as I skipped through those colored photos.
It's been more than an year since I joined oldbytes, and the vibes I created with people all across the world are just incredible.
Gets me in a lovely mood.
Every single time!
Parava- Ichaappi's Love Theme.
shl command is so cool, wow.
Slack app updates without telling us and rains down hell on one's bandwidth.
This morning, wondering at myself over how much time I'm online I realize:
the computer/phone is now: my morning newspaper, my correspondence and phone calls from friends and family, the TV, the radio, magazines and light entertainment reading. If I compare add up all those things I used to do in various places (often simultaneously) I don't think the computer is in fact more.
That you can create a very primitive chat app using Netcat command, just like that.
Indeed, a great step by Twitter, don't you think?
Looking across the internet for a way to root it, so many dead XDA forum posts with dead links to vital software and firmware kernels.
Finally located an insecure kernel that let me get root.
All this stuff will die a slow digital death as fileshares get shut down, old forums get wiped, people once active in the pwn scene move on and abandon their sources.
l'enigma de oldbytes
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