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Vancouver, British Columbia

Serious/game developer

We are of one kind, you and I, though you may disagree. Tight little bundles of information in the great noosphere, debris. You must recall that I do not exist, here. Though this impostor, this imago, bears a passing resemblance to someone we both know (or claim to know), he is not I. Nor are you, you. Here, what ideas or emotions we express are given new form by the great electronic expanse. He may seem passive when I am quiet, blue when I am calm. Our dialogue (such as it may be, given the surreal quality of its participants) is synesthetic. You will attribute to these little morsels of information an emotion, a colour, a life which I may never have intended for it. This is a lie,