An endless row of them making up each life. Some poignant, some inspiring, some grievous, some affirming - but most of them a tad boring, a bit generic, almost forgettable like bland fabric. How can a life constructed from such mundanity count for anything? Maybe thanks to the last one, the one that stitches them all together, like a punchline to an absurdist joke.

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