A rather rough eco.nomical period ravaged the landscape. Stories of managers running amuck, purging themselves corrupt, filled the tabloids.
"Yet another one goes down" shouted the typeface.
Though a few took haste in the need not to waste, placing every living species on a barcode system. A systematic series of lines, colors and numerals, each with its own unique series of distinctive characteristics. Each with its very own name.
The idea was to catalogue everything. In hopes that one day, again, life would be as vibrant as it once was and intended to be perhaps. A sort of digital biblical fairytale, all placed on the compactness of a processing chip, awaiting the coming flood of destruction.
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