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Imagine for a second a diamond encrusted room filled with analog synth lines, chaotic static and a pulsing 4 on the floor 808 beat. At the center of the room is a mystery resembling a spider, but also a glowing goddess. As you enter the room, the mystery is resolved in frozen time, crystallized in recoil. You leave your lost notions at the door, take an uneasy step inside and the room turns hot. Fire.