You've been earning money, then you buy yourself a DSRL camera. One day you start taking some pictures at night and download those pictures to your laptop. Start zooming. Aproximate. Tiny little stars like constellations converge inside the iris of one of your 10 top friends you wouldn't mind to fuck with. That microscopic red and white confety, Jack and Meg would be proud of. It is one in a thirteen million, but you know it's there and it's uncomfortable.
The technology adepts call them hot and dead pixels. If the CCD sensor pixel is broken, a white symmetrical spot appears in your image. The red spots appear when the pixel gets too much light data. Overheat and burn. Digital massacre.
You go to the doctor after breaking your hand throwing a bad punch and feeling like a complete and utter twat. He says that he has to inject some shit in your area of pain. Your hand's hot spot. Breathe as much as you can. Draw your shoulders up. Down, down, down... pinch.
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