My brain guides my fingers to the tips of my keys and mouse, forming from the ether some sort of order emanating from inherent chaos of juxtaposed piecemeal works of disparate artists. Many of these are targeted towards you, dearest Tyler, as ways and means of finding those hidden gems that I myself often overlook. Others are familiar but warrant re-evaluation through re-contextualization, for which I will of course provide copious notes.

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