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0x762da606…7a3csent to0xc207efac…845f·#14,133,886·0xcd3d7742…e1dce7
To the queen of NFT punk rock, our beloved "punkie angie", please accept this gift of appreciation :) "To me, punk rock is the freedom to create, freedom to be successful, freedom to not be successful, freedom to be who you are. It's freedom." - Patti Smith
0x762da606…7a3csent to0xc207efac…845f·#13,992,699·0x930a140e…722559
"Louie, I think this the beginning of a beautiful friendship ..." -- Rick Blaine from Casablanca. As given to me by XCOPY during the auction for The Rabble, I pass it along to you with great affection, eclecticmethod for your indomitable cheer, good humor, support, and friendship in this crazy journey 😂
0x762da606…7a3csent to0xc207efac…845f·#11,012,740·0x45f17ffe…99e183
I promise to pay alotta.eth one half the proceeds I receive if or when he and I agree to sell the two parcel tokens 0x79986af15539de2db9a5086382daeda917a9cf0c/2425 + 0x79986af15539de2db9a5086382daeda917a9cf0c/2377 (The Voxel Hotel) Quod debitum sanguine🩸↔ quod debitum ethereum Ξ
0x762da606…7a3csent to0xc207efac…845f·#10,402,238·0xab701ab8…069265
"Le savant digne de ce nom, le géomètre surtout, éprouve en face de son œuvre la même impression que l'artiste ; sa jouissance est aussi grande et de même nature." --Henri Poincaré
0x762da606…7a3csent to0xc207efac…845f·#9,904,501·0xd183fd0c…89f4d6
Presented to Trevor Jones: "So then the painters in Rome were taken with this novelty, and the young ones in particular flocked to him and praised him alone as the unique imitator of nature; looking upon his works as miracles, they vied with each other in following him" --Giovan Pietro Bellori, on Caravaggio in 1672
0x762da606…7a3csent to0xc207efac…845f·#9,813,130·0x647e1a6d…7655c5
Presented to Skeenee to enjoy in collaboration with his artistic friends: “Smellin' the beefaloes and leanpigs turnin' on their spits, holding a cold che\ er-beer in my hand, watchin' the stars poppin' out one by one like random pixel\ s on God's antique monochrome display, listenin' to the joyful chatter of my fellow gips, contempl\ atin' the easy job ahead of me, I was as near to heaven asI have ever been on t\ his mostly sad ol' earth.” ― Paul Di Filippo, Ribofunk
0x762da606…7a3csent to0xc207efac…845f·#9,724,077·0xc6a3b164…22f196
“There’s a cellular automaton called TVC. After Turing, von Neumann and Chiang. Chiang’s version was N-dimensional. That leaves plenty of room for data within easy reach. In two dimensions, the original von Neumann machine had to reach further and further - and wait longer and longer - for each successive bit of data. In a six-dimensional TVC automaton, you can have a three-dimensional grid of computers, which keeps on growing indefinitely - each with its own three-dimensional memory, which can also grow without bound. And when the simulated TVC universe being run on the physical computer is suddenly shut down, the best explanation for what I’ve witnessed will be a continuation of that universe - an extension made out of dust. Maria could almost see it: a vast lattice of computers, a seed of order in a sea of random noise, extending itself from moment to moment by sheer force of internal logic, “accreting” the necessary building blocks from the chaos of non-space-time by the very act of defining space and time.” ― Greg Egan, Permutation City