webcam memories part I

érase una vez girlontape jugaba seguido con su webcam. le encantaba su aspecto lo-fi... ruidoso... privo de sofisticación.

eran tiempos de guerra, y a girlontape le parecía que la webcam con su medio pixel y su lente pedorro, era su compañera de trinchera ideal.

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once upon a time girlontape regularly found comfort in her webcam. she liked its noisy, lo-fi, utterly unsophisticated aspects.

they were times of war, and the humble webcam, with its half a pixel and shitty lens, seemed to girlontape to be the ideal comrade in arms.