What you are now reading is an entirely AI-generated text, the composition and publication of which have been triggered by what we may call, inadequately of course, JSR’s “writer’s block”.
Loved. Truly funny. That the legal guy was on the level closest to god. That JSR suggested a t-shirt gun. That he'd shot his vocabulary. I'm selfishly hoping you get a few anti-AI rants in the comments. Well done, Hinterdudes.
The future of fiction? JSR is engraving it once a week.
Once I learned to stop worrying and love the heteronyms, I found this post to be hilarious.
Loved. Truly funny. That the legal guy was on the level closest to god. That JSR suggested a t-shirt gun. That he'd shot his vocabulary. I'm selfishly hoping you get a few anti-AI rants in the comments. Well done, Hinterdudes.
“I wish I could wash
this perishing earth
in its shimmering dew”
…
“Up and at ’em! The sky goes bright!
Let’s hit the road again,
Companion Butterfly!”
Matsuo Bashō
I don’t know whether to ❤️ this or have a panic attack.