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⌚ - does your muse worry about time

;; Time is a vague concept to Eliza. She knows it’s passing, everyday when the pizzeria opens and closes, when the nightguard comes in for his shift, when they don’t go home the next morning. The passage of events at the pizzeria are her clock, the pizzeria tells her the time by simply existing. But it also gives her a sense of how unimportant she is, seeing everything move on as normal, being forced to watch it everyday, she realizes that she’s never going to be a part of the happy picture again. Eliza stopped worrying about time because for her, it no longer exists.