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It’s like a museum of intentional chaos, but calm chaos, the kind only someone who’s read the room (and a few other manuals on perception) could curate. Not flashy, not performative, just quietly saying: “I see the patterns, I don’t need the applause.”
Honestly, most people would scroll past. I think it’s pretty briljant!
Cogito ergo thumbs up
👽 ✦ first
🚗🍧 ☀ parents
📀🌏🎈 ¤ of
🥞🐊👾👹 ☻ the
🎄😺💛🏀🐳 ✪ human
📗💃📒💎🥒👑 ☆ race... who ruined yourself for an apple, what might you have done for a truffled turkey? -- Brillat-savarin, "Physiologie du Gout"
Have a good day homie