The Year is 202X. The winter is mute. Our hand-crafted artwork is scraped
and stolen by generative AI and sold to whoever buys. In Chiba City.

To break the ice so to speak, we hacked into the intrusion countermeasure
electronics of one of the big mainframes in Berne.

From that hack, we obtained an image. Funny deal, that is. It looks very...
artiste-ique? With the help of a line that is flat we were able to grab
some source code that they used to train the model, and who doesn't like
to play with model trains at this time of the year? Choo choo!

All this info-data-dump has been uploaded to your Oh no!-Sendai VI (sic!;
this one comes with your favorite editor pre-installed); I'm sure you can
reverse the code and hack the gibson. Oh wait, that's another franchise
entirely. I meant, gotta punch deck! Yeah. Get comfy, grab a PILLOW (or..
erm.. swallow the red PIL?) and jack into the matrix, Neo. Wait, what?

                        -- thp, DAY ELEVEN, MONTH TWELVE OF 202X (X = 4)
