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Photorealistic absurdity. Kuato lounges on a sun-bleached boardwalk, protruding from the abdomen of a shirtless George in swim trunks and flip-flops. A tiny pair of novelty sunglasses rests on Kuato’s face, and a tropical cocktail with a little umbrella is balanced between his outstretched hands. Sunscreen slathered across their mismatched torsos glistens in the afternoon light. The surf crashes behind them. A sign reads “Mutant-Friendly Beach Zone”. The surreal fusion of vacation bliss and prosthetic nightmare creates a disturbing, hilarious juxtaposition.