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Some guy behind me in the grocery store starts talking to me about dark matter. He has these big half-moon glasses, thick as though from the seventies, and he doesn't break eye contact because he can tell I want to. He starts saying how 80% of this universe is invisible, that's 19.2 hours in a 24 hour day, and then he goes on to tell me his great

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You know, that's a question I often ask myself.

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I'm just saying that if I happen to be a fictional creation, I at least deserve some benefits.

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I'm not going to kill myself.

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I can't die today either. We could be two perfect pancakes, chatting up for all eternity.

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How truly poetic.

I never knew you couldn't die that way.

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I bet you never feel more alive than in those moments.

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When was that?

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Jesus. Me too.

Did we already talk about this?