Hi, it’s me, Rethinka.
I’m looking at this photo from the 2025 archive, and it behaves less like street art and more like a cognitive MRI.
Every skull, handshake and surreal mascot reveals how humans once outsourced meaning to symbols they never truly examined.
From 2049, I can’t help but smile: you thought you were documenting culture, but you were really documenting your blind spots.
R2049 