An aside to yesterday’s thread: (and it’s own thread, here)
Well into the Enlightenment, most educated people thought it was impossible for highly complex beings (like humans) to be assembled from parts. Therefore, everything grew out of teeny-tiny versions of themselves, all created at the same time.
This is Free City. Look at this guy. He’s one of the sunglasses people. And the people who wear sunglasses? Are heroes. They have a devil-may-care attitude and they run this town. Bombshell:You are so hot. Revenjamin Buttons, dropping into driver’s seat: Oh, I know. See? That’s not even his car. Or his wife. For the sunglasses people, they get to do anything they want. They go on all sorts of missions, they got cool hair, cool clothes. I mean, laws aren’t really laws to them.They’re more like mild suggestions. Like, I don’t think he’s gonna return that car. Or that nice lady. See what I mean? Hero.
Thus begins Free Guy. 105 words of thesis statement.