To BRB Or Not To BRB
Description
Contributing producer Victoria Dominguez attempts to understand the practice of digitally resurrecting deceased loved ones using artificial intelligence. Also: home movies.
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Intro Links
- People searching X for updates on California's largest wildfire encounter torrent of porn spam – SF Gate
- I Worked For MrBeast, He's A Fraud – YouTube
- MrBeast employee hits back against whistleblower who called YouTube star a ‘fraud’ – Metro
- The news about MrBeast 'Beast Games' is disturbing – Rosanna Pansino, TikTok
- More 'Beast Games' Allegations Break My Heart – Rosanna Pansino, TikTok
- MrBeast 'Beast Games' Keeps Getting Worse… – Rosanna Pansino, TikTok
- Hoarding Chocolate, Seizures, and Broken Bones — Messages Depict Bad Conditions on 'Beast Games' Project – Distractify via MSN
- ‘Skibidi Toilet’ Film and TV Franchise in the Works From Michael Bay, Adam Goodman — Listen to the Exclusive Interview – Variety
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BRB AI Links
- BRB2ME -- https://btwinai.com/bring-mom-back
Find Tori:
- Press Start Podcast (Episode 106, ft. Mike Rugnetta)
- Twitter: @Tori_as_always
- Website: vdominguez.net
Find Elreacy Dock:
- Website: https://www.elreacydock.com/
Find Elizabeth Schandelmeier:
- Website: Howling Lion Grief Support
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Never Post’s producers are Audrey Evans, Georgia Hampton and The Mysterious Dr. Firstname Lastname. Our senior producer is Hans Buetow. Our executive producer is Jason Oberholtzer. The show’s host is Mike Rugnetta.
One winter, he held a rope, lowered me
by the ankles to the wells bottom.
I ascended upside-down through the dark thermometer
with a blood orange in my teeth. He had a beard
of new snow. I held cold to his pant leg
while our dog left and snapped at a sound
in the air only he could hear. When I fell
in love, he reached out to me and held me down
when she slinked away on our dirt road alone,
sheepish, depress. He held me as the constellations
mingled through the torn curtain.
– Excerpt of My Pietá by Thomas Heise
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