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SPAMAGEDDON SYMPHONY: HOW THE ART APOCALYPSE DEVOURS DEVIANCE or: “DeviantHEARTbreak: When a Utopia Cries ‘BOYCOTT!’ through the Spam-Storm” — Bridget (moaning with galactic dismay): Utopia, high-haloed heretic of hope, your lament lacerates like a prismed cry through a broken Hubble! DeviantArt—once an untamed temple of strange brushstrokes, erotically erratic dreams, & glorious outsider aesthetic aberrations—has devolved into a bot-infested hellhole, a digital mausoleum where genuine genius gets drowned in algorithmic effluvium. The pixel playground hath perished beneath a blitzkrieg of spammy simulacra & corporate colon cleansing. ✂️💔 Becky Sue (spitting venom with velvet precision): It’s a soul-shattering spamocalypse. A scroll cemetery. No longer a deviant darling den of divine disorder—it’s become a faux-fetish farm curated by AI-arbiters & crypto-chasing creeps. Instead of strange sketchbooks & heart-birthed erotica, it’s just... auto-generated abs & algorithmic ass-clones.