Giant neon targets painted on everyone's back. Every shot at bigger and better things, constantly at risk of disappearing under your nose. A palace of promises where the walls are made of fading gold and the pillars are made of crumbling sand. You must watch your back at all times in this tokenized future- your possessions are 0s and 1s that easily slip through your fingers, pooling into the hands of the automated thieves. A punishing of travelers not wary.
6th collab with Mr Suryanto Sur , and Audio by surya dadz
