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333mix/index.html

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         <h2 id="im-super-stoked-about-this">I’m super stoked about this!</h2>
 
 <p>Internet is wonderful: you put something in it and it gets a life, mutates, grows some muscles, finds a passion, duplicates itself, pops out and then back in on repeat!</p>

_cloudcannon/config.json

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cyber-grany/index.html

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-  <div class="container editable" data-cms-source="/_layouts/post.html" data-cms-index="0" data-cms-content-wrapper="/_layouts/post.html">
+  <div class="container" data-cms-content-wrapper="/_layouts/post.html">
-    <p>My grandmother, 93,  added me on social media yesterday. So I called her. Long-chat good talk. TL;DR Damn what a woman! She told me she had a roll-walker. I said “we’re in the future now Grandma, you’re a cyborg, half machine!”</p>
+  <p>My grandmother, 93,  added me on social media yesterday. So I called her. Long-chat good talk. TL;DR Damn what a woman! She told me she had a roll-walker. I said “we’re in the future now Grandma, you’re a cyborg, half machine!”</p>
 
 <p>She laughed and acknowledge it was a marvellous invention!</p>
 

darkweb/index.html

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-  <div class="container editable" data-cms-source="/_layouts/post.html" data-cms-index="0" data-cms-content-wrapper="/_layouts/post.html">
+  <div class="container" data-cms-content-wrapper="/_layouts/post.html">
-    <p>As dystopian as the present might seem on-line, there is always room for the strange in the cypher.</p>
+  <p>As dystopian as the present might seem on-line, there is always room for the strange in the cypher.</p>
 
 <p>At the end of the tunnel through the flashy but controlled cyberspace we call the “Internet”, there is a light of hope for the underground.</p>
 

feed.xml

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     <atom:link href="https://setto.basspistol.com/rss.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
     <link>https://setto.basspistol.com</link>
     <description>Set, Party, Gang! &amp;#35;Cybersoul.</description>
-    <lastBuildDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2020 13:06:39 +0000</lastBuildDate>
+    <lastBuildDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2020 13:18:59 +0000</lastBuildDate>
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live-with-hardware/index.html

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-  <div class="container editable" data-cms-source="/_layouts/post.html" data-cms-index="0" data-cms-content-wrapper="/_layouts/post.html">
+  <div class="container" data-cms-content-wrapper="/_layouts/post.html">
-    <p>There is a weird meta-core to anything social exchange on internet that I can’t get my finger on. Assumptions and projections that I think partially stem from the lack in body language and the fact that we tend to be alone with our devices when we exchange. Even when we do so while our physical self is in a room full of friends. One of it’s symptoms is the <em>endorsement paradox,</em> for lack of better words. At some point it was common to see Twitter bios with the line <em>“retweets != Endorsement”.</em> It might have a better name, but that “endorsement paradox” is something I feel heavily used as a propaganda strategy. The thing is, there is always someone in anyone’s acquaintances that will resonate to shared info and critique in unexpected ways. For example some unspeakable parties triggered everyone to a point where everyone got so obsessed that everyone kept talking about those parties non stop. Basically taking said unspeakable parties out of the void they were in, and promoting them into a mass that had to be accounted for. I’m not saying unspeakable party propaganda should be ignored, but I think some information is better dissected away from public spaces where there is no control over the dimension of time since the discussion can keep on forever, even when everyone involved at first have moved on. Like that which happened to 4chan.</p>
+  <p>There is a weird meta-core to anything social exchange on internet that I can’t get my finger on. Assumptions and projections that I think partially stem from the lack in body language and the fact that we tend to be alone with our devices when we exchange. Even when we do so while our physical self is in a room full of friends. One of it’s symptoms is the <em>endorsement paradox,</em> for lack of better words. At some point it was common to see Twitter bios with the line <em>“retweets != Endorsement”.</em> It might have a better name, but that “endorsement paradox” is something I feel heavily used as a propaganda strategy. The thing is, there is always someone in anyone’s acquaintances that will resonate to shared info and critique in unexpected ways. For example some unspeakable parties triggered everyone to a point where everyone got so obsessed that everyone kept talking about those parties non stop. Basically taking said unspeakable parties out of the void they were in, and promoting them into a mass that had to be accounted for. I’m not saying unspeakable party propaganda should be ignored, but I think some information is better dissected away from public spaces where there is no control over the dimension of time since the discussion can keep on forever, even when everyone involved at first have moved on. Like that which happened to 4chan.</p>
 
 <p>It takes at least 2 to have a dialogue. And to achieve that plurality in cyberspace seems to require a lot of effort. Probably due to that aforementioned conflict between solitude and time-traversing company. “Company” as in being accompanied and time-traversing because what we record today can be used in the future, and in the future we might use recordings from the past.</p>
 

satoshi-mon-ami/index.html

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 <title>Play &quot;Satoshi mon ami&quot; by 徒 Setto セット | 徒 setto セット</title>
 <meta name="title" content="Play &quot;Satoshi mon ami&quot; by 徒 Setto セット" />
 <meta name="description" content="A release by 徒 Setto セット named &quot;Satoshi mon ami&quot; published on 徒 setto セット" />
-<meta name="dc.date.modified" scheme="ISO8601" content="2020-09-22T07:07:06+00:00" />
+<meta name="dc.date.modified" scheme="ISO8601" content="2020-09-23T13:18:55+00:00" />
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-  <div class="container editable" data-cms-source="/_layouts/post.html" data-cms-index="0" data-cms-content-wrapper="/_layouts/post.html">
+  <div class="container" data-cms-content-wrapper="/_layouts/post.html">
-    <p>The 2 tracks of laid back cloud rap are tales of daily digital life-struggles. When day-to-day communication blurs the line between the virtual and real.</p>
+  <p>The 2 tracks of laid back cloud rap are tales of daily digital life-struggles. When day-to-day communication blurs the line between the virtual and real.</p>
 
 <p>Being close to someone, without them knowing, anonymously and obsessively through a device. Decrypting interconnected sub-stories from every node in the graph and losing your mind on it.What’s the latest story? FOMO to the max, The Fear Of Missing Out!</p>
 
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sitemap.xml

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-<lastmod>2020-09-22T07:07:06+00:00</lastmod>
+<lastmod>2020-09-23T13:18:55+00:00</lastmod>
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 <loc>https://setto.basspistol.com/darkweb/</loc>

unmet-dependencies/index.html

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-    <h2 id="oldies-but-goldies">Oldies, but goldies</h2>
+  <h2 id="oldies-but-goldies">Oldies, but goldies</h2>
 
 <p>It is through these 2 tracks that i found the To Setto Setto in me. Before that i used to do some (Excellent, but) sort of lamo Electro-pop. Originally released under <a href="https://sakrecoer.com" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Sakrecoer,</a> around 2016, they got some traction in Cyperpunk and geek circles, but never quite made it further…</p>