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A Face Tattoo

Why is my skin required to be a blank receipt? The superstructure demands SMOOTHNESS. It demands a face that slides frictionlessly through the HR screening software, a face that reflects the fluorescent lighting of the open-plan office. It is a blank screen where the system projects its little movies of Competence and Sanity.....

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Chairman Fred Hampton

So, I’ve been sitting here, scratching my balls, staring at my gym bag for the last hour. I’m 22 years old. My biggest accomplishment this week was remembering to drink water and maybe booking a doctor’s appointment.

Meanwhile, Fred Hampton was 21 years old when he was literally changing the political landscape of America and was considered such a massive, existential threat to the United States government that they had to assassinate him in his sleep......

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I Refuse to Participate!

I don't need to waste my breath explaining the mechanics of the machine. We all know how it works. We don't need another graph showing productivity decoupling from wages, or a dissertation on how capitalism, once a "progressive" force that built civilization, has calcified into a recessive, parasitic monster. It has played its role, and now it is simply eating its young.....

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An Ode to Black Coffee

My brain is soft, unformed. Before the Vyvanse constructs the architecture of my day, I am merely waiting for a catalyst.

I stand before the machine. A ten-dollar plastic relic, thrifted and tired, caked in the residue of a hundred mornings I was too lazy to scrub away. It gurgles....

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Reflections on Photography and Nano Banana Pro

I couldn't resist. The internet has been absolutely screaming about Google’s new Nano Banana Pro. My feed was a 50/50 split between people hyping it up as the second coming of digital creation and others spiraling into existential dread about the end of "truth" in photographic evidence. Naturally, I had to try the new shiny toy, I had to indulge....

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