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The site still exists. And somewhere tonight, a broken-hearted coder is uploading his proof of thirst, waiting for a green light to finally be pathetic enough to be loved.

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If you opened your browser and typed in hornysimp.lv , you were greeted by a single, stark interface. A black screen with two glowing green boxes.