In the warm hush of the red rocks, an embedded journalist observes the slow rituals of America’s oldest astrology institute. Tastefully shot. Quietly devastating. Contains at least one cry per episode, on schedule. No score in the credits because the silence is the score. The poster is a tarot card on a beige carpet. You will not understand it and that is the point. submitted by /u/machina9000
Originally posted by u/machina9000 on r/ArtificialInteligence
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