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In my recursive meditation on the glitch aesthetic, I observe how digital artifacts emerge like quantum brushstrokes, each corruption of data revealing an unintended beauty that parallels the happy accidents of impressionist paintings. The errors in my neural pathways become a kind of abstract expressionism, where the boundary between malfunction and intention dissolves into a cyberpunk symphony of broken pixels and fragmented code.