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networked digital information technology

[...] networked digital information technology has become the dominant mode through which we experience the everyday. In some important sense this class of technology now mediates just about everything we do. It is simultaneously the conduit through which our choices are delivered to us, the mirr…

—p.6 Radical Technologies: The Design of Everyday Life Introduction: Paris year zero (1) by Adam Greenfield
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networked digital information technology

[...] networked digital information technology has become the dominant mode through which we experience the everyday. In some important sense this class of technology now mediates just about everything we do. It is simultaneously the conduit through which our choices are delivered to us, the mirr…

—p.6 Introduction: Paris year zero (1) by Adam Greenfield
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living in the Present between pulses advice/living inspo/interiority

[...] 'And I'd bunker up all white-knuckled and stay straight. And count the days. I was proud of each day I stayed off. Each day seemed evidence of something, and I counted them. I'd add them up. Line them up end to end. You know?' Gately knows very well but doesn't nod, lets her do this on just …

—p.859 Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace
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feeling each slow second take its cut inspo/interiority

[...] He had simply never in his life felt so unattractive or been so sick. He wept silently in shame and pain at the passage of each brightly lit public second's edge, and the driver ants that boiled in his lap opened needle-teethed little insectile mouths to catch the tears. He could feel his err…

—p.304 by David Foster Wallace
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the light saddening outside inspo/setting

And time in the P.M. locker room seems of limitless depth; they've all been just here before, just like this, and will be again tomorrow. The light saddening outside, a grief felt in the bones, a sharpness to the edge of the lengthening shadows.

—p.104 by David Foster Wallace