... t'is not to late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die. ...
-- Ulysses, Alfred (Lord Tennyson)
The unbearable blandness of the 2020s
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