First post of the year. Sigh. Writing in this era is difficult. If you know me in person enough or you’ve been around the web with me, you would know that I love to write. I’ve done it since I was little. Little notes. Little phrases. Structured sentences. I love to rap. I love the beats of course, but I love how word sounds can synchronize with a rhythm while riding a beat of its own. But I’ve seen all my relatives, friends, people I admire, people that I like and people that I don’t like write less. Or write with AI. And I admit I do the same. My latest posts from last year were proofread by AI. I used to use Grammarly sometimes. I used to send my friends my posts. I used to thank them for reading me. Today it’s hard to convey value through sentences because sentences became cheap. My words became cheap even though I think they have value. And nowadays you can find people that still write and still read. But they changed. We all did. This short form of sentences I am writing are either bad english grammer or just me accustomed to writing short sentences. I haven’t found the right place to start a new paragraph. But anyways, let’s force that now. I will try to write more. This little rant was supposed to be the introduction to a post about a reflection between social clusters within a city and a small town, number of NPCs that populate them, and how product releases should feel on the internet: instead of being strays, they could replicate the social behaviours that already exist offline. Anyways, catch y’all later. PS: Claude said: “Paragraph breaks you said you couldn’t find. Natural ones: after ‘riding a beat of its own.’ and after ‘We all did.’ Third at ‘But anyways, let’s force that now.’ already does the work.”