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Imprint - 0.015 ETH We often believe that preserving something means protecting it from disappearance. But memory doesn't survive because it is stored. It survives because it is carried. The flowers were frozen in ice as an attempt to hold onto something already destined to change. Yet the ice melts, the flowers fade, and every archive eventually gives way to time. What remains is not the object itself, but the imprint it leaves within us. Perhaps memory has never been something we keep. Perhaps it has always been something we become.

Good Morning! The Space I Become - 250 xtz Behind the wall, the body does not need to belong anywhere. It bends into the architecture, fills the empty spaces, and slowly becomes part of what surrounds it. Perhaps home is not always a place we enter. Sometimes, it is the space we create with our own body.