+Amiga 1 (retro)

So that they don’t ask me for the first parts later, I’ll upload all 3 parts at once, including the first ones.

Yes, and hello to all ZX-net sheep :)

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Yurok Merkulov

2:5051/16.5
2:5051/22.6
yur...@portal.infocom.ru

Yesterday I had a dream...

On a sunny day, a hefty, strong man was walking along a noisy city street.
Everyone called him “PISYUK”, I don’t know why. He carried Windows on his back and held a bouquet of application programs in his hand. Everyone considered him very smart, sometimes even too smart, but they still happily made friends with him. Yesterday, when he was returning home late in the evening, he was attacked by some tomboy who introduced himself as "Speccy" and stated that he was directly related to the Pentagon. Having launched a pile of sharp quotes from ZX-Format at Pisyuk, he
disappeared, declaring that he had another roof - AMIGA.
“Who is this Amiga?” - thought Pisyuk. “Another whore, like Lisa, Apple’s second
daughter? Or maybe Alpha’s girlfriend? God forbid...”
Pisyuk got so hot that he almost froze. He sat and intensively swapped his thoughts, looking at his watch to see if it was time to make another
upgrade. But the stars clouded the sky and Pisyuk fell into a deep sleep...
He walked and walked, remembering the last rendering, until he accidentally wandered into the park, where his friends oftenrebooted. In the distance he saw a
beautiful female silhouette.
“What a platform it looks like...” - he thought and he stood up about twenty bytes away. The girl returned the glance and smiled sweetly with a
4096-color picture. Pisyuk, with difficulty picking up the SVGA driver,
mentally rebooted, smiled at all 16 million.
- Oh, hello, Pisi, everyone is talking, everyone is writing about you, - the girl began the conversation shyly
- Yes, okay... What is your name?
The girl made a somewhat embarrassed expression on her face and quietly
replied:
- Haven’t you heard of me?
- No, in my world, unfortunately, there are no people like you.
- My name is Amiga.
- Amiga? - Pisyuk disappointedly switched to text mode.
- What's the matter, did I offend you?
- You have a son and, I guess, a husband...
- What makes you think? - Amiga exclaimed on channel 4.
- Who is Speckie to you?
- Nobody, he is my little friend, there is also a brother - Mackintosh.
- He is arrogant with you, although, like you, he is handsome.
- Thank you.
- Can we switch to you?
- Uh-huh, - Amiga answered cheerfully and they went to the Fido restaurant.
It was hot, Bakashki were flying everywhere, SUN was shining in the sky. Pisyuk threw off Windows and remained in only Norton Commander, from under which the command line was displayed for all to see.
The evening promised to beexciting, but the Amiga became more and more sad.
The drunkenness in my head was taking its toll from the dose of drivers I had taken. She sat
in confusion, holding a tear at the ready.
- Amiga, - began Pisyuk, - let's connect with you?
- What, we are not compatible, and why do you need me? You have everything
you could want, you have a bright future ahead, and I... I'm afraid... My
house has been sold, I'm going to get old soon...
- You're beautiful, you have a cute little 2.5-inch hard drive,
a nice 4-channel voice.
- Thank you, you're so big and funny. You can emulate me...
- Really? I'm happy.
Having accepted a cold reboot, lightly throwing on a couple of drivers, Pisyuk
approached the executable itself. Having carefully loaded the emulator, he slowly emulated the Amiga, turning over tens of megabytes in his head. He understood its
architecture and could not understand WHERE THE 14 MHz GIRL HAS SO MUCH BEAUTY AND ELEGANCE.
They became friends. Pisyuk sometimes offered Amiga the company of Bill
Gates and Philip Kann, but Amiga said that Andryukha Isaev and Max Iwamoto were closer to her. Pisyuk didn’t understand her, she didn’t understand him either, hardware incompatibility was triggered. Amiga often pleased the tired, frozen Pisyuk with simple demos and music, and in return he entertained his friend with sophisticated multimedia applications. She laughed
Dizzy's smile, he threw gold from the harvesters...
I woke up and sadly realized that it was a dream. After drinking some coffee, I sat down at my Pisyuk.
“Hey Pentium, where’s your Amiga? Why aren’t you paying attention to such a beauty? You’re making noise with the world hit RED ALERT, not letting your neighbors sleep. Well, load up, load up, the lads are already calling, it’s time to turn on the modem, off we go!”
Or maybe she herself Amiga doesn't want to be loved? Everything is flirting and joking, "Intel Outside" screams. Enough of your scolding,
smile, look, and your smile will shine in every home.

03.97 Yu rok L M

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Yurok is that you?
...why did you tell everyone about +Amiga 1 (retro)?

YM> So that they don’t ask me for the first parts later, I’ll throw all 3 parts at once,
YM> including the first ones.

YM> === Cut ===

hmm. rare nonsense. compared the car of 1984 with today's...
Insanity.

Good Luck...

... If speed scares you, buy Windows 3.1!