Tunnel virtual violence pro-no. Deeply rooted wire-string tapping. “Oh, fuck. She’s home.” Desire stripping digital flesh. The recycling bin on your computer. Tracking beyond the screen before you. Never finding the right body to be complete. Insertion that trails on and continues to rattle. International living room party camera. High internet dealer on the low. Reality is pussy versus snake, universally. Crossing over dimensional boundaries via breaking rules. Shattered scattering shards suspending self selection. Closing your eyes to a loading screen. Feeling the ping surrounding ear drums. Bandwidth your mind to “EXECUTION.” Click 18+ to enter. Washed down smoove with that “REMI RED” frying at the core.