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for the elder millennial whose nervous system was shaped by caffeine, 1998 hip hop, and accidentally giving the family computer seventeen viruses trying to download songs off limewire in the computer room. this card is for the person who survived dial-up internet, away messages, and hearing “ms. jackson” at a deeply formative age. somehow both emotionally exhausted and fully capable of reciting every word to a 90s rap song on command. adulthood may be chaotic, but at least the soundtrack still hits.