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[kopi_tehoh]

every step towards the bench was a burden tantamount to heaving a colossal boulder off the earth. finally, after what seemed like a journey around the world by foot, the bench was in sight. pale white light filled the immeidate vaccinty.sitting down, a red blinking light could be seen from what seemed like miles away. the sea was calm. the breeze

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[callasinsummer]

"40: the objectivity of truth is such that you have to first live a life of subjectivity."

Please kindly expound on this!