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$xhtml = array(
	'title' => 'Alex Yst&apos;s Domain',
	'subtitle' => 'Alex Yst&apos;s home on the Internet',
	'copyright year' => '2015-2017',
	'body' => <<<END
<p>
	If your Web browser loads this page, thank your browser vendor for not being a total moron.
</p>
<p>
	This website uses a certificate issued by StartCom Ltd.
	The certificate &quot;authority&quot; system is broken though.
	Having root certificates that are magically considered to be &quot;trusted&quot; is a stupid and flawed way of doing things.
	StartCom broke the trust placed in them, and that trust was revoked by Mozilla and crew.
	Now, Mozilla-based Web browsers are refusing to load this website.
	If a certificate is &quot;untrusted&quot;, Mozilla-based browsers usually give the user the option to load the page anyway, but for certificates issued by StartCom, Mozilla isn&apos;t allowing this.
	<em><strong>This is a clear antifeature in Mozilla-based browsers and not a bug in this website.</strong></em>
	The problem isn&apos;t on the server end, but the browser end, so I can&apos;t fix it.
</p>
<p>
	However, if you want me to swap out my certificate for one your Web browser would play nicer with, I&apos;m more than willing to do that.
	However, there&apos;s a catch.
	I don&apos;t have the funds to splurge on a paid certificate.
	Likewise, I don&apos;t have the time to change out my certificate every couple months.
	If you want me to switch certificates, you&apos;ll need to point me in the direction of a certificate provider that offers gratis certificates that last at least a year before expiring.
	As of yet, the only such provider I&apos;ve located is StartCom.
	If you&apos;ve found another, please reach me via any method listed on my contact page, linked to above.
</p>
END
);
/*
<p>
	Decades of a bad situation left my psyche in pieces.<br/>
	Having escaped, I started piecing myself back together.<br/>
	Amongst the rubble of my fractured mind, I found my missing heart.<br/>
	It&apos;s a heart I never knew I had, and a heart I never wanted.<br/>
	While previously, I scoffed at love, I&apos;ve now been forced to crave it.<br/>
	I felt weak, I felt pathetic, I felt lost.<br/>
	I tried to ditch my heart again, but only tore my soul.<br/>
	The side with the heart fought the side without, subduing it until it gave up, gave in, reintegrated.<br/>
	I tried again to fix myself, this time trying to reshape my foolish heart.<br/>
	I tried to make myself open to love from anyone; tried not to be so superficial.<br/>
	If love must be felt at all, it should transcend what people are on the outside.<br/>
	I shouldn&apos;t rule out half the population based on what&apos;s hiding in their pants, not in their heads.<br/>
	Without a heart, I saw everyone the same, so with my heart, I felt shallow.<br/>
	The problem now wasn&apos;t that I love my kind, but that I don&apos;t love others too.<br/>
	Trying to open myself to those I couldn&apos;t, I tore my soul again.<br/>
	This time, my sides had equal footing.<br/>
	They tried to live in harmony, but caused me to feel bipolar.<br/>
	I tried to extract from them what I never had in me, a love for those for which I had none.<br/>
	It wasn&apos;t there, it never came, and the rip increased in length.<br/>
	Eventually, I found the tear.<br/>
	I saw I&apos;d done it to myself.<br/>
	I stitched myself back together; once again I felt whole.<br/>
	It left me where I started, but with new knowledge.<br/>
	My heart is stronger than my soul.<br/>
	I cannot be what I am not.<br/>
	They say you can be anything, but I found, for me, this isn&apos;t true.<br/>
	I never asked for this.<br/>
	I never wanted this.<br/>
	I tried to change and couldn&apos;t.<br/>
	I tried to be ace.<br/>
	I tried to be bi.<br/>
	My heart would not allow it.<br/>
	It&apos;s true what they say about sexuality: being gay isn&apos;t something you can opt out of.
</p>
<p>
	This poem, like the rest of this website, is provided by Alex Yst under the terms of the $a[GNU] {$a['GPLv3+']}.
	Reuse and modification is allowed, but attribution and a link back to this website are required and any derivative work must be released under the same license.
</p>
*/