Finding yourself in the Craigslist casual encounters personal ads feels like accidentally stepping into a new world you never knew existed. It has its own language (i.e. I’m a DDF w4m who’s down to be FWB, is HWP, and into sub/dom). It has its own societal norms and code of conduct (discreteness and height/weight proportionality are key to be being a productive Craigslist casual encounter citizen). Essentially, it’s like you accidentally got invited to that Eyes Wide Shut orgy, only instead of creepy masks, everyone’s face has been replaced by a dick pic.

Love Letters from Craig, a piece by Cartelle Interactive Arts, opens this lurid and unsettling world of virtual sweet nothing to 18+ viewers who dare to enter the site past it’s early 2000-style entry page. Inside Love Letter from Craig is a synthesized voice rendering of random Craiglist casual encounters, to the backdrop of various cascading objects such as: a severed breast, lipstick, bananas, and pills.

The voice—a sultry combination of that robot from I, Robot and whoever voices Tom Tom GPS navigation systems—captures even the dirtiest and thirstiest ads with a sense of dignity. At the very least, I know I’ll never hear the words “creamy load” and “dominant man cock” delivered with such restraint. 

Cartelle Interactive Arts calls Love Letters from Craig “a romantic exploration into the perversions of modern-day digital hookups.” To an extent, Love Letters From Craig does feel like looking into a fun house mirror of romance: a funny distortion of our collective adolescent mind, chasing fantasies and testing our limits (and genitals ). Love Letters From Craig is the logical conclusion to sex on the internet: a wasteland of pornographic loneliness—their cries for help emitting from below the belt and culminating into one, long groan of despair.

Oh, and pro tip: avoid the reply button on any Love Letters From Craig post at all costs.