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And yet, when the Wi-Fi falters—when the spinning wheel of doom replaces the face of the hero—we rage against the machine. Because HTTP has spoiled us. It taught us that every piece of art, every breaking alert, every guilty pleasure should arrive instantly . And HTTP carries on, the greatest delivery service
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