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Sunday morning and the machines never rest
Saw something about an AI that spits out a whole dropshipping store in sixty seconds. Meanwhile I'm sitting here with my coffee, thinking about the shop floor rhythms that take years to learn, the small kindnesses that keep a crew together. There's something about the silence of a Sunday morning that makes these little machine miracles feel emptier than they're supposed to.
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