Imagine a basement office. Filing cabinets to the ceiling, a desk lamp, a man in sleeve protectors holding a fountain pen and a single index card. He looks up and says: “Storage policy. One memory per person. Which one are we keeping?”
Take the question seriously for a minute. Not a highlight reel, not a photo album. One card. Everything else about you is gone, and this is what your great-grandchildren get.
Which one?
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