№ 11 — Rushit Shah, works

You were told the centre couldn't hold. You were told wrong. This is what a centre looks like when it does. Not strong. Not dominant. Just a point the chaos can't move. The orange isn't fighting the blue. The orange is what the blue is organized around. Holding isn't effort. Holding is what's left when you stop trying to hold.
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