P59-062 · closed colony
A world of our own,
and ours alone.
The Gate opens to whoever wants to step through. We brew, we ripen maroilles cheese, and at the foot of the slag heaps we tell each other what the elders left behind.
You decide who sees what
Every photo and every video carries its own level, from nobody but you to every member. Nothing leaves this place: there is no address someone outside can open. An access you granted can be taken back whenever you like.
Nobody but you.
Visible once you grant access.
The people you have accepted.
Visible to everyone who was let in.
You come in on an invitation
No open sign-up. Someone brings you in, or you write and we take the time to talk.
Your name stays yours
A nickname, a town if you like. We do not ask for your identity, and nothing is indexed.
You can take it all back
An access can be revoked, a photo removed, an account closed. Without having to explain yourself.