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The first “porn” I saw was in middle school. It was a single bootable floppy disk with a pitiful menu of crude – almost repulsive – animations on an Apple II, basically no better than stick figures. The lesson I took away from it? How to program animations on an Apple II. And also that using one-voice beeps and honks over a bitbang speaker to suggest the buildup to an orgasm is hilarious.
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