A poetic meditation by Kent Sheely on the virtual pedestrians of Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas whose existence is both irrelevant and meaningless, instrumental and expendable. The prolific artist writes about the precarious lives of these characters: "Sometimes they encounter another person & immediately strike up a conversation we'll never hear, then resume their aimless journey. When the game has no further use for them as decoration, they vanish forever." Powerful.
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