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A portrait that flatters you, then strips you bare.

No eyes, no features—only symbols and a name: the cultural imprint that shapes you.

My characters drift through history on posters, photos, videos, book covers.

I swap faces, rewrite stories, bend reality as the ego swells and fractures.

In the XXY universe, identity becomes an echo, not a likeness.

The image pretends to be you, but reveals only what remains once everything else is erased.

Are you truly the one in the portrait—

or just another evolution of XXY?

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