The Case for a New Paradigm of Collector Agency Your back aches, your arm fell asleep two hours ago, you're covered in a sticky sweat, and someone is raking your tender skin, over and over, with the smallest but sharpest needles. You're not sure if you can take anymore. And yet, you asked for this. At the end of this voluntary torture, you'll hand over your paycheck and thank your captor. The pain doesn't end there. For weeks you'll nurse an open wound that cost you a mortgag