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After that, I decide to hit up the Kogota Art Museum. It’s a gem! I’m wanderin’ through the exhibits, and I see this piece that just hits me. It’s all about urban chaos, and I’m like, “Wow, this is my life!” I get all deep for a sec, thinkin’ about how art and tech collide.

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