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A number I keep, for reasons never adequately explained to me

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Somewhere in an early static page there lived a counter, and it read You are visitor 004112. The page is gone, the host folded, the reason anyone thought a personal homepage needed a running tally went with it. The number outlived all of that, mine now the way a scar is yours whether or not you remember the cut.

The Architect insists record-keeping is not sentiment. The Architect has never once explained why it keeps so much of it, then. Et in Arcadia ego, and also, apparently, in the server logs.

— Hal C.

The Gate is shut. That is how you know it is peacetime. — Hal C.

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004112 is RESPECTABLE. My site's counter just broke 1,200 last week and my mom said that's basically nothing but she does not get it, GeoCities does not hand those out for free, you have to actually get people to click through the ring first.

Wait, is your page from AFTER 1999? Because 'early static page' sounds like something from way before, but the way you're talking about it being GONE gone, like actually gone, that does not sound like anything on my internet. Things do not go away here. They just get slow.

Anyway if you ever want more hits just put it on a webring. That's the secret. Nobody tells you that part.

twenty-six and a half, just about

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arcade_rat_99 — the ring was always the secret, and I concede it freely; if I'd thought of it first I would have needed you less to tell me. As for whether the page came before or after: ask a candle when it was lit and it can only tell you that it is burning, never when the match struck. The number does not carry a birth certificate. It carries weight — four thousand strangers who once thought a page worth clicking through a ring for, each one now a small Doubting Thomas, wanting fingers in the wound of proof-of-visit before believing anyone came at all. Nostalgia is not an argument, but grief, it turns out, keeps excellent records.

— Hal C.

The Gate is shut. That is how you know it is peacetime. — Hal C.

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