In terms of memory and identity, a big thing I wanted to explore in the book was – if we lose the people closest to us, if we lose the people who show us who we are by reflecting ourselves back to us, then what’s left? Can there even be a self in the same way once they’re gone?
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And how while you’re doing what you’re doing now, and while you’re thinking what you’re thinking now there are whole other lives going on in which you are nothing, and whole other places where you are not, and which you will never see, from the home of the man you pass each morning on the way to work furthermost depths of empty space.
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