You know how when people climb Mount Everest and they're nearly at the top, but then they quickly learn they are at the most strenuous and dangerous part of the journey?
That's me. Only it's the first of the two epilogues. We get left on a character cliffhangar to experience essays by Tolstoy on Great Person history theory, determinism, and weird analogies about clocks, rams, and bees.
Wish the best for me.
— Dec 03, 2025 07:11AM
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