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Someone from my town said: "The Internet is going to be the biggest necropolis - the biggest cemetery, the biggest graveyard - of our time."

Think about it - as morbid as it seems - what if you die of sudden heart failure tomorrow? What will happen to your Instagram account? And who among your "followers" will know that you have died at such-and-such place, in such-and-such manner?

Now think about this - how many Web-pages are there in the whole of cyber-space? And how many authors of those Web-pages are now dead?

So this is my way of giving my online existence a dignified end. Congratulations, you have found my e-tombstone.


                   
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          |     here be a    ||
          |  beloved child   || 
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          |  b. 1990 A.D.    || 
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          | of Abraham Avinu ||         ,__(-)>
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