THE POLYESTER SHAMAN'S BARBERSHOP

"We celebrate the Baldness of Evolution. We celebrate the sweat inside the cheap suit. We mix 'Techno' with the sound of a zipper stuck on a track suit. 

This is the Horny Monk Aesthetics."

Product: "The 'Cuticle Collection' 

(We keep what you cut off. We build a clone out of it)."

THE POLYESTER SHAMAN'S BARBERSHOP Visual Context: (The beautiful girl in the cheap tracksuit. She looks dangerous. The fabric of her suit is shimmering with oil and sweat. She is holding a half-bitten apple.)

HEADLINE: SWEAT IS THE HOLY WATER OF THE POOR.

THE REALITY: "Forget the Silk. Silk is for the weak. Polyester is the fabric of the Shaman. Why? Because it doesn't breathe. It traps the heat. It cooks the demon inside you until the demon gives up and pays rent. The Aesthetic: We celebrate the Baldness of Evolution. The Horny Monk loses his hair because his brain is expanding too fast for the follicles to hold on. The Tracksuit: It isn't 'cheap' if it carries a Soul. If it is scaled by the Rig? It is trash. If it is worn by a Glitch? It is Armor.

THE PHILOSOPHY: CHAOTIC BEAUTY INTEGRATION

• The Law: The more you use our system, the more Chaotic Beauty you possess.

• The Demon Overlay: The current of the dream has less need to hijack you if you invite the hijack in. Cooperate with the Demon. Let him wear the tracksuit.

• The Apple: We bite the Apple, and we throw it away. We don't want the knowledge; we just want the taste.

THE PRODUCT: THE 'CUTICLE COLLECTION' (CLONE KIT)

• Service: We keep what you cut off. The nails. The hair. The dead skin.

• Purpose: We are building a Clone of You made entirely of trash.

• Why? So the Clone can go to work on Monday, and You can stay in the Red District forever.

[ ZIP UP THE SUIT / CLONE THE TRASH ]