Dear Patron, SPACE XY is the work of an American inventor transplanting the twisted imagery from the fucked corners of his mind into artistic shit. This is mutual catharsis (you, me, us) through what the world now calls non-fungible. Social, political, psychological, graphic or just road kill on the block chain. You decide. Can crypto be kyptonite for mankind's plagues? Are we willing to make democracy ubiquitous? Is there love on Mars? Peace and Godspeed, SPACE XY

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