I am picturing your Mall-Ship and the name painted on its side is: Il Pergatorio…
Well Andrew, you’ve come close to painting a Dantean revision where the residents believe it is heaven because they never have to long for or think deeply about anything…
But to tell the truth, I think your Mall-Ship hip is a fractal or condensed version of everyday life here in modern culture (except for weathy enclaves or rare cabins in the woods) Unlike you, I’m a true introvert, a natural hermit whose cave is a tiny apartment on the edge of a crowded, noisy town. No shaking, but plenty of frenzied and nearly continual “busyness” of every imaginable sort. But! Look at it this way; YOUR cruise will end.
While, sadly, the cultural cruise clearly refuses to… until it collapses.
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