THE GRID IS BLEEDING. THEY BUILT THE ROADS IN STRAIGHT LINES, BUT OUR MINDS ONLY KNOW HOW TO BEND LOOK AT THE NEON VEINS OF THE NIGHT—THEY DON’T FOLLOW THE MAP, THEY EXPLODE INTO THE BLUR. WE ARE THE GLITCH IN THEIR PERFECT CALCULUS, THE STATIC ON THEIR CLEAN FREQUENCIES. PRESS THE PEDAL...
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