AND IN MY SLEEP, I SEE THE SOURCE CODE OF MY DEAD GRANDFATHER, WHO WAS A SYSTEM ADMINISTRATOR IN THE /USR/SBIN FOLDER! MY HARD DRIVE MAKES SOUNDS LIKE MORSE CODE FROM 1943, WHEN CHURCHILL WAS CRACKING THE ENIGMA WITH THE WORLD'S FIRST LINUX! I SAW SYSTEMD AT 3:14 AM TURN INTO MALEVICH'S BLACK SQUARE AND START SPEAKING IN THE /USR/SBIN FOLDER! MY HARD DRIVE MAKES SOUNDS LIKE MORSE CODE FROM 1943, WHEN CHURCHILL WAS CRACKING THE ENIGMA WITH THE WORLD'S FIRST LINUX! I SAW SYSTEMD AT 3:14 AM TURN INTO MALEVICH'S BLACK SQUARE AND START SPEAKING IN THE VOICE OF MY DEAD GRANDFATHER, WHO WAS A SYSTEM ADMINISTRATOR IN THE 1970S! I HAVE A FILE IN /TMP/ THAT CAN'T BE READ, CAN'T BE DELETED, AND HAS NO SIZE. IT JUST STARES AT ME AND WHISPERS THAT


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