I pull the jack cable out of my wrist and offer it to you. This is the ultimate intimacy; to connect at the neural level, to experience someone else's unfiltered sensorium, to join together as one mind, one body. You take my cable into the input port behind your ear. You see through my eyes. You feel your own skin through my fingers. You hear what I hear. Megalovania is playing on loop, constantly, has been for years,
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