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Yogyakarta

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this is our world . . . the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. we make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. we explore. . . and you call us criminals. we exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias . . . and you call us criminals. you bulid atomic bomb, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe its for our own good, yet we're the criminals.