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It began with static. Before smartphones ruled the world, I used a household satellite dish as a makeshift antenna. Crude, yes, but effective. The faint broadcasts seeping through the noise were like laser beams piercing the silence of my childhood.

Now, licensed and online, I connect to the global network. When a stranger's voice cuts through the static from thousands of kilometers away, it's more than electromagnetic waves—it's a momentary connection of souls across the void. The vast world folds into a receiver. That one-in-a-million chance of being on the same frequency is the cyberpunk definition of "A bosom friend afar brings a distant land near."