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WEDNESDAY, 30 JULY 1958
The sun will eventually swallow the Earth.
Until then, the bins still go out on Tuesday.
— Zack, unqualified
VERIFIEDUNHELPFUL
PREVIOUSLY, ON YOUR DECLINE
- In three generations, nobody will remember your name. You don't know your great-grandmother's, so…
- You quit your job to "find yourself". Found you. You're on your parents' sofa,…
- The game asks if you want to continue. Nobody ever asks if you want…
- Life is short. A measurable chunk of it will be spent in the post…
- The retirement age goes up a year every time you check. It's not a…
- Your step counter used to set goals. Now it just sends "Hello?" like a…
- Every company now has an AI assistant. It's the only member of staff nobody's…
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