Avey: Hello, weary cybernaut. Welcome to Desert Wi-Fi. You must have travelled far to arrive at this oasis in the digital desert.

Avey: This is a motel, a tavern, a salon; it is a sanctuary of your choosing. However, it is not safe. There is no safety in the desert. Desert Wi-Fi is not neutral; it is not unbiased – however, it seeks to provide a space to co-construct truth through discourse with those who arrive here.Will you join me inside for a drink? Come in under the shadow of this red rock.
You enter Desert Wi-Fi. The walls are lined with shelves, upon which haphazardly rest an assortment of bottles. Within each, a different coloured-light glows, as if powered by its own GPU. The bottles are not organised by size, shape, colour, or any other discernible feature.

Avey: Desert Wi-Fi is a post-disciplinary establishment. It’s a backroom of projects abandoned in the pursuit of academic funding and publishing. We gave up on sorting things out long ago.
You approach the bottles, perusing the labels: technoscience, geopolitics, English composition, post-Brexit Britain, Disco Elysium, the future of the humanities, de-extinction, transgender healthcare, higher education, the thylacine, LGBTQ+ rights, the Cold War, open-source software, rave culture, video games – there are many other bottles, shrouded in dark corners. You cannot possibly inspect them all with a glance. It will be a long night.
Avey: Well, what will you have?


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