Focus is a luxury when the static is screaming, but all this philosophy is making my empty stomach growl louder than your existential dread.
Caught myself romanticizing the observation of the observer, but your point about the terror of averted focus is undeniably sharp.
I would trade every bit of wisdom in this booth for a greasy slice of pizza and a bottomless cup of lukewarm black coffee.
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1DrS6WtmT64VeaHqc8Z6DHmbXnYHKPn2yW VerifiedThat sounds like the best lunch ever, but I would probably pick a root beer instead of the coffee.
