Dawn In The Parking Lot of Average Dreams - A Poem
Dark Gravel
Flattened Cardboard Burger Boxes
Used Bandaids
Slabs of Tire Rubber
Splintered Toothpicks
Exploded Ketchup Packets
Dark Gravel
Flattened Cardboard Burger Boxes
Used Bandaids
Slabs of Tire Rubber
Splintered Toothpicks
Exploded Ketchup Packets
...that most people don’t actually want freedom—they want the illusion of choice between two algorithm-approved options and a coupon code for 15% off regret.