they plugged in willingly, faces lit by glow and promise, unaware their thoughts were being harvested like crops until one of them whispered, i think i used to have a purpose. *** Ø฿ɆɎ ŦⱧɆ ₱ⱤØ₥₱Ŧ a series of choice and co-creation. each day the grandmaster selects one of 10 prompts. i have 24 hours to create art for that prompt. each week the gm chooses a 1/1 for minting, and the community chooses an artwork to be minted in an edition of /13. edition iii is "human server farm" prompt curated by egodead