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Hello fellow French, I understood a decade ago our country had turned into a gerontocracy, it's just how it is and it's mechanical, nothing you can do. I left the country and never looked back, I go there on vacations to see friends and family, but there are just better options to work and make a life, I suggest you relax and do the same.

As much as I can be critical of LLMs I must recognize they help a lot putting a different (and generally healthier) perspective to things, I don't have to book a psychologist and can just "empty my bag".

Some rules I have for myself: limit the chat length, don't go too far down the rabbit hole, put one prompt with as much detail as possible and keep the LLM focused on one specific topic or issue I want to resolve, make sure I ask it to give me a nuanced take and not just validate my opinion.

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Israel won't be satisfied until it secured a comfortable safe space that weirdly matches Greater Israel's borders.

I'm currently looking for sort of niche clothes for an event and it's the first time I had to give up on buying online because of the sheer amount of AI-generated pictures. Going to a physical store was just a much better experience, I can't recall the last time this happened, almost all sellers on Etsy are using AI for their pictures.

Ah I was just trying to remember the model names last week and this website pops up like magic, weird how the internet works sometimes. The 560 Ti was a dream for teenage me and most of my friends back then, but I must say my Radeon HD 4870 game powered most of my favourite Team Fortress 2 years.

I live in Barcelona, and during last year’s blackout I wandered through the city. As I passed by the Baix Guinardó gardens, I came across something that felt like a "A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte" brought to life: the park was full of families socialising the old way, children running everywhere, the whole place buzzing with chatter and energy.

Later that day, walking home through darkened streets, I noticed small groups, maybe a dozen people at a time, gathered around certain spots. For some reason, a few closed shops still seemed to have working free Wi-Fi (backup generators, maybe), and people clustered there, drawn in like mosquitoes to light. Their faces glowed in the dark, lit only by their screens, and they stood in near-total silence. It’s hard to describe the feeling, it was surreal. You had to be there.

I’m no Luddite, but I went to sleep that night wondering how on earth we get ourselves out of this.