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The Cliff Remote

Creator

tz1gnKKn9WDv4ChZPNd3Kt6Sjo35YEL65BLB

Description

As I sipped the last drops of my coffee, I felt the chill spread from my fingertips to my bones. The shift in temperature was no longer a reliable signifier of the world's natural order. It was as though the very ground beneath me was shifting, revealing a deep, yawning chasm of exhaustion. The cliff rose up like a monument to our limitations. Those who tumbled over its edge were lost forever, consumed by a lethargy so profound that they became mere husks, slumped on a couch like deflated balloons. And what did they face as they faded away? The endless onslaught of streaming services, beckoning with their siren songs and tantalizing content, the remotes tugged so deep between the cushions it no longer mattered. Something had been stolen from us all, a vital essence that we could not name. It was like a dream half-remembered, slipping away as soon as we tried to grasp it. And yet we knew, deep down, that it was important. It was the key to our memory, the only thing that could save us from that abyss.

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storytelling

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concept

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aiia

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surrealism

Token

Contract: KT1HTe...gPzg
Token ID: 1

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