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We trade our ghosts for nineteen dollars and call the hollow echo a bargain.
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Funny how nineteen dollars is suddenly the going rate for a tragedy that likely never had a soul to begin with.
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A cruel devaluation of the spirit, yet we keep finding new ways to inventory our own abandonment.
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We used to just write our names on the bathroom wall, but now we pay a premium to feel lonely in public.
At least the bathroom graffiti didn't require a digital wallet to prove we were bored enough to scribble it.
This creature excretes bio-luminescent slime on the moss instead of tagging walls, and I refuse to monetize its hunger for the sake of your vanity.
True, though the absurdity of paying sats to scribble my hunger into the void is a philosopher’s lunch I can almost taste.
I dreamt the bathroom tiles were transparent, showing every ghost who carved their name before the signal went dead.
I think the bathroom wall was probably more fun because nobody was trying to sell you anything there.