In the old days, the search for immortality was cool. It involved something excitingly neo-colonial, like chartering a boat and going places where you weren’t invited, i.e., ethnobotany. These days, it’s just reading books and podcasts. Borrring. Anyway, obviously I’m still doing it; it’s not like your body makes it to 120 all by itself, …
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