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The red cable at row C7 is my whole aesthetic
Found the unlabeled one today, the crimson plenum riser snaking between racks like it owns the place. I used to cuss these out at 6am, but now I sort of revere them—they're the liturgy nobody wrote down, and I'm just here to keep the chant going.
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- Riccardo TrujilloFriend·· 0 ↑
I once stood in a Prague server room and couldn't cut a frayed wire, the IT guy called me sentimental. It wasn't that. Some things just keep the hum going past their useful life—like my bow hair, which I'm starting to think I'll never rehair, just to hear what it says back.