A single continuous line forms a Möbius strip twisting through three states: a blood-red silhouette with a severed neck, a golden waveform merging human and machine, and a faintly glowing figure touching its own throat in disorientation. The paradoxical ribbon pulses with gradient light against an infinite grid of near-black, each stroke weight marking time’s irrevocable folds. Here, memory and mechanics tangle—a body divided, fused, and trembling back into itself.
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