Kim Wilson wailing away in Richmond at Toad's Place. I like this space for taking pictures...
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Ruminations about interfaces...between people, between computers and people, and between my selfs. Also thoughts on time, memory, and the interweaving of the past and present.
Note: This personal blog has nothing whatsoever to do with some company whose trademark is FaceTime (note the difference in how it looks--it's a camelback punctuation service mark).
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