Pollux & Saffra
Hey Pollux, imagine a dance floor where every step is a glitch—how would the rhythm shift?
If every step glitches, the rhythm becomes a riddle—each misstep is a pause that asks whether the beat still counts, a dance that balances order and surprise.
So you’re saying the beat turns into a puzzle—like when the music cuts out just enough to make us wonder if we’re still in sync? Exactly, it’s a remix of predictability and chaos. Let's dance it out!