Speed is a funny thing. As a society, we crave it — to us, speed equals progress. But to the individuals that make up our society, speed is wearisome. It buffets us like a flag in a terrible wind; it chafes against our skin and our nature until our teeth are set on edge. The nature of this speed is contradictory: on one hand, it feels like my weeks are …
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