sticky data lab

Hello, are you there?

We share so much intimacy already, but I feel like I don’t really know anything about you. You have given me enough convenience as well as comfort, and you were there when I was crying, shouting, dancing with joy, smiling, even in my most vulnerable state. I take this opportunity to say that I am grateful to have you as my friend.

This strange and wonderful



                          TECHNOLOGY

   CONNECTION

SERVICE

Hey, but I feel like I cannot play with you anymore.

Being watched, tracked, and my inner being: scraped from the bottom.

Subconsciously, I dive into your land of prediction.

Swimming in this endless stream, I drink bottomless recommended cocktails and sign up to this free synchronised swimming class that I’ve never tried.

Am I drowning? And look! I am transforming into a fish...just like everyone else...

When I finally rose up to the surface, realised it is ‘about’ me, but not ‘for’ me.

          Why is this happening to me? Or you?

Excuse me, this is unfair! Thought I was making a fair transaction, but no!

Why am I in this infinite ( L

O

O

P )?

Let’s not be cheeky- PLEASE let me dissect your brain, I can’t escape from this manipulation system!

Can I have the right privacy?

Is privacy even real at the end?

Am I really myself?

Or a version of what you want me to look like?

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complicated

sticky

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slimy

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greasy

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messy

complicated

sticky

slimy

slimy

neutral

neutral

greasy

YENA’S DAILY VLOG

AD IDENTITY

YENA’S
DAILY VLOG

AD
IDENTITY