Elise, you spend far too much time thinking about how Eratosphere works. Your obsessive interrogation of the rules of order becomes really tiresome after awhile. It as if you must constantly justify your presence here according to what others do and do not do, or how you perceive it, and you are always trying to sniff out some unfairness, some inequality. It seems, ultimately divisive. Things get muddy around the edges, so what? We're human. Let it all go. Write a poem.
Nemo
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