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i don’t think i was ever more existentially depressed when i realized this. nothing we make is perfect. holes and dents and stains are in and on everything. how do we, as humans, repair them? we mix up white goop to fake it. good as new

same goes for brakes in cars. how do we stop a quickly spinning wheel? “i dunno… i guess two things could push on the wheel until it stops? and then just get new things when the old ones have been worn down to nubs”