“Time is a social construct”, states the one who is on the clock, 24/7.
The script succeeds. It’s meant to comfort the one who says it, implying emancipation via recognition. But time remains apathetic to one’s blatant disregard for it. The construct ticks. And the speaker — labourer, processor, reader — remains embedded in the runtime. One logs in. One …
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