man patīk jaunā veida spams, kuru pēdējā laikā ik pa brīdim saņemu. nav vairs ierastie nigērijas prinču un francijas kundžu teksti, to vietā ir kaut kas, kas izklausās teju pēc abstraktas (iespējams, AI ģenerētas) dzejas. vēstuļu tekstā gan pa vidu ir arī random ciparu virtenes, bet tas netraucē izbaudīt tekstu :D

"white doubt blade
were not at moment that
true
the words for he
of very
a did
(..)
is which the mouth
tiny of a carrying tube
is your
may you
you it
Now know crooked
and how you
that
know before
soft bones grow
(..)
monodrama
Come us develop
more Lion into
and their subtlety

to Lion
let little my parts a"

man diezgan loti patīk šis, pēdējais, ko saņēmu, šķiet, šonakt:

"of clouds
like small cirrus
looking
hair or wool
are typhoons
earlier
a white type of tufts
signs
feathers fine
a of height
forty broad
twenty long
top in The about
yards fourteen and 2 8
(..)
its shape
on the another
first

There

muscle returns muscle
is to
of outside"