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missed call
by Mousavi
In a room where telephones hang from the ceiling like withered fruit, a woman sits with hunched shoulders and eyes lost in the distance. The receivers whisper endlessly, yet no one is on the other end. Only the echo of absences drifts through the air. She waits for a voice that will never come; as if the entire universe has conspired to make silence the loudest sound.
- Chain
- TEZOS
- Network
- Tezos
- Contract
- KT1V7ZQG81kXQmE1R5QyfcmF6kMaP4NfpqMB
- Token ID
- 30
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