'Take a photo - it'll last longer!' says Girl, her ice cream dropped on the sidewalk. 'But not very long', she says. Cat takes a picture. 'Our digital footprints are vapor trails - all our photos stored on platforms with no obligation to preserve them. All the music we made - the movies we loved - locked away on corroded disks and unrecoverable hard drives. All our emails, our conversations, our relationships - disappearing - app by app - until no record of us remains.' Cat and Girl look at each other, worried. In the final panel they skip happily together through a field a la Akbar and Jeff.
  • David Thomsen
    September 16, 2026

    You still got that Trophy of Perpetual Futility in stock?

  • Bill Freese
    September 16, 2026

    I place this comment here for historians of the distant future to contemplate.

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