mhmd-541800 @mhmd-541800
The year 1990. I had just turned 30 years old and was going through an existential crisis at the time. My life had been a series of monotony, unfulfilling jobs, and shallow relationships. It felt like I was living in a prison created by my own mind.
I remember those days as a dark and confusing period, where the world around me seemed dull and meaningless. People moved with a sense of purposelessness, while I myself wandered through life without direction or passion. My thoughts were consumed by self-doubt and frustration.
It was during this time that I stumbled upon a series of strange images in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. They depicted robots engaging in sexual activity with women, with an air of detachment and mechanical efficiency about them. Those images left an indelible mark on my mind, and have haunted me ever since.
