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	<title>Quotendquote &#187; Old things</title>
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		<title>Covered In Layers and Layers of Droppings</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jonathan Silber</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I want to write in this blog, but more than that I&#8217;d like it to be old and huge and forsaken. Imagine it: Quotendquote, a tome of ancient net lore, shut forever in 1998 like the best of the internet. Or like the Mundaneum, a proto-internet one hundred years old , slowly rotting in a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I want to write in this blog, but more than that I&#8217;d like it to be old and huge and forsaken. Imagine it: Quotendquote, a tome of ancient net lore, shut forever in 1998 like the best of the internet. Or like the <a href="http://weekendstubble.blogspot.com/2008/03/house-of-cards.html">Mundaneum</a>, a proto-internet one hundred years old , slowly rotting in a freezing Brussels building and covered in geological eons of bird droppings. You&#8217;d have to climb in through the eighth floor windows to get in. You&#8217;d have to use a candle to light the long, dark corridors. The root directory will be shut, the navigation too old to work. You&#8217;d inch yourself though the posts by hacking the URLs, by guessing page names, by hunting obscure hyperlinks. There&#8217;ll be hundreds to read if you wanted them bad enough, but you&#8217;ll never get the full picture, never find who I was, or why I wrote Quotendquote, or why, suddenly, one day in April 1998, I stopped writing.</p>
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