The internet is so huge, you can pretend it’s small. If you’re, say, into running, you can spend all day every day reading running blogs, forums, and watching youtube clips of Ryan Hall’s form, and think that’s the only thing happening online.

Yesterday, I fell into an internet hole on a subject I’m only half interested in. But the moderator and her commenters seemed to have no other interests, and were clearly not yet 18.

The people who visit this website know it’s not a secret; they know it can be found with a cursory google search. But because the site is so specific, and filled with content that would only interest a certain subset of people, it must feel like a safe space to them. I went through 36 pages of the blog, and I felt like I was spying the whole time.