Msinhale ((install)) Jun 2026

Elias stepped out onto the street. The neon sign above him buzzed, the 'M' flickering on and off. He took a deep breath of the city air—exhaust fumes, asphalt, and fried food. It smelled terrible. It smelled real.

But the door was gone. In its place was a brick wall. msinhale

Elias blinked. He was back in the shop. The stone in his chest was gone. He felt lighter. Taller. Elias stepped out onto the street

The memory shifted.