Communication Breakdown

(best experienced with Creed’s “One Last Breath” echoing in the background) An artist drowns in dreams while his life partner drowns in overdue rent. Passion? Burning. Wallet? Empty. With each shaky upload to the blockchain, the romance sinks deeper into the void—she's craving stability, he's chasing digital immortality. Less cash, less connection, and still he moans, “This one will sell, I feel it.” Creed wails in the distance. He’s not on the ledge, but his relationship is.