Jeudi 20 novembre 2008
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Eighties, wonderful years, when the kids we were, used to gather once a week in the movie theater to have our weekly American Dream. And for boys of a small town, with cows and corn fields,
this did mean something. Tron, it was so , so , marvelous, the world inside the boxes of computers. ZX81, the first one and already a hit. Basic was the language we learned. Gosh, and Blue leader
in arena, with Commander and his MCP. Cycles , users, not Dad's Hal with the red eye, something new, we were about to discover and live with. Dimensions, here they were again. And a year
later, that was the good Joshua, with his blinking LEDs and this vibrating sound giving him a powerful signature until his electronic voice made our gonads sing. Nothing was better
than the movies that were producted during those years for they gave the world a space where it would be possible to share for years to come. Greetings programs! Greeting Users! Greetings Joshua!
Par Harbin
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Publié dans : Papiers
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