"Everythig old is new again," - Peter Allen. Art in the 21st century, beset by postwar malaise, has reorganized itself into an accoustical archway through which its own echos are repeatedly funnelled, deconstructed, and repurposed into a soylent greenlike popular culture ration, scarfed down heartily by the proletariat who yearn for respite from the wearying grind of late stage capitalism. Now the Wordle Friends, too, have discovered the untapped power of reliving their own glory days; of retracing their own steps.
The Wordle Friends converge yet again to tangle together the threads of luck and skill, until a single victor remains, panting and misted with...
The Wordle Friends begin their gradual and glorious descent into the museum of word game-based entertainment history with a gargantuan number crunch spanning the...
Like Virgil leading Dante up mount Purgatorio, the Wordle Friends must pay the price of time, wretched time, oh endless, wretched time, to solve...