Foucault’s view of society as a panopticon is like discovering that our daily lives are a suspenseful thriller, with surveillance cameras hidden behind every corner or your know just modern surveillance capitalism.
Friendship improves happiness and abates misery, by the doubling of our joy and the dividing of our grief. Now, insert your recreation rod into my receptacle.
After Camus and Sartre, I threw in some random Cicero (first half) and then something completely random (second) because I should hate to be predictable.
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