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-in the ruins
+in the ruins—thinking that internet-courier food was literally scraped from garbage
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+stealing Elcenia books
science/female cooperate/defect
hot chocolate, poison me; afraid of being locked in; not trusting Google Maps (I thought it might be giving me bad data as a test case)
+trying to make a puzzle for Watson out of the Soylent bottles, thinking he was on a longer "Cookie Monster" cycle than me
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+my "power play" status update was only Liked by men
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everyone is being posioned all the time, and there's
Jem Uber, denouncing my social class; Hamilton tickets
"Someone is going to die, and it's not going to be me!"
-there might be _separate_ An Algorithmic Lucidity and Scintillating But Ultimately Untrue Thought meetups, and one of them, someone who had been gaslit into thinking they were me would attend, and maybe he would get killed instead, if the party; or maybe there would be a scandal in the newspapers about a confrontation in the bathroom, and there would be a trial
+there might be _separate_ An Algorithmic Lucidity and Scintillating But Ultimately Untrue Thought meetups, and one of them, someone who had been gaslit into thinking they were me would attend, and maybe he would get killed instead, if the party; or maybe there would be a scandal in the newspapers about a confrontation in the bathroom, and there would be a trial, and the trial would consume
some subset of my crowd is in harmony with human nature
people only respond to coalitions, imagining people running around in defensive coalitions
not trusting Google directions
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+truth and anti-truth
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