Slightly tongue-in-cheek Salon article
proves that Borges wrote about the Web:
What are the "infinite stories, infinitely branching" of his character
Herbert Quain's book "April March," if not hypertext? What is the
purpose of Ireneo Funes, the paralyzed young man unable to forget any
aspect of anything he has ever seen, if he is not to represent search
engines burdened with memories of long-inactive links? What is Tlön, the
virtual world in "Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius" that gradually overtakes the
real one, if not the cyberspace for which the physical world is rapidly
becoming a quaintly antiquated sketch?