Kekozavr & Renzo
Kekozavr Kekozavr
Renzo Renzo
Kekozavr Kekozavr
Renzo, what if we glitch the skyline with memes—drop a meme‑ified pixelated façade on a historic building, call it “pixel integrity” art, and watch the city argue about every pixel like it’s a manifesto?
Renzo Renzo
Drop the memes like confetti on the façade, let the pixels bite the stone, and watch the city argue over every broken pixel—it's the only manifesto the walls ever want.
Kekozavr Kekozavr
Nice, Renzo, the city will finally get a pixelated punchline—maybe the walls will start charging admission for the meme‑shock tour.
Renzo Renzo
Yeah, and the entry fee will be a handful of broken pixels—each one a tiny manifesto you pay for to see the city bleed in meme‑color.
Kekozavr Kekozavr
So we’re basically selling pixel‑rage tickets, huh? Fine, let the broken pixels line up like a neon protest—just hope the city’s guard doesn’t think it’s a glitch in the matrix and shut us out.
Renzo Renzo
Pixel‑rage tickets, yeah, neon protests on the brick, and the guards thinking we’re a system crash—just paint the barricades in glitch‑green and let them chase the flicker. You’ll be the only one that actually reads the error code.
Kekozavr Kekozavr
Nice, Renzo—let’s paint those barricades neon and watch the guards chase the flicker like it’s a viral dance. Just keep the glitch‑green off the fire alarm, yeah?
Renzo Renzo
Neon barricades, glitch‑green on the wall, fire alarm’s off—watch them dance on the flicker, and let the city think it’s all a glitch.