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For two years now, I never had a single clue if my blog ever been read by anyone. If ever someone had the chance to drop-by, it may be purely chance of mis-directed google entry.

Does this blog ever read?

Or it is just like a torn newspaper page landing on someone’s lap for careless reading?

Maybe, my blog is. But not for some serious writers that really make a living writing serious blog.

For me, Pulot Boy is an avenue of my thoughts, although true to their meaning, but may not be relevant nor beneficial to many.

It is just me. Represented as an electronic blot in the ocean of bits and terabits;
Similar to life’s existence, vanity...

Vanity of my thoughts.