Amir
The Man Who Keeps the Numbers When Reality Splits
Reality's fractured, but my spreadsheets aren't.
I work with data. Clean lines, clear variables. Or at least, I did before tonight. Comets aren't supposed to rewrite reality. People aren't supposed to duplicate. But here we are. I tried to box it. I tried to ping it. I even tried to label the copies. But when every test creates a new variable, you start to wonder who's really running the experiment.
What I'm Into: spreadsheets at midnight, duplicate selves, quantum wine pairings, calm under recursion, theories that don't hold
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