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Dude, after all this bawling over your death, it has become pretty acidly clear that your net persona has borrowed far too many elements from my own uncalculated projection. No wonder why you reacted like a methed-out testmonkey when I happened upon your SG entries in my history log. Bah.

I don't begrudge you, though. You've changed me just as much. But I'd never - ever - take a picture like the one to the left, even in irony. At your funeral, we all made fun of the way you dressed. A lot.

I hope you're currently flowing through the ether and are reading this, like a loa. When you died, my router packed up. A few days later, however, it started working again.

But I wake up after a night of very vivid dreams and the router's fukt again. You're in the internet, I know. And so I have a place for you to live: http://www.pavelisdead.com. We'll try to honor your memory as much as possible the only way you'd want us to. And you know how.

We love you.