I remember when I was little, and somewhere along the way I decided that when you die, all that remains of your entire existence is that which is remembered in the minds of other people. Once everyone who knew you or was touched by you in some way dies, (unless you made the history books, recording charts, or film archives) you never existed.
I just today, while picking up a sandwich, I reached the scientific end point of a human beings ability to live like that.
Huh.
And when I say "huh", of course I mean:
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