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>>32667
Different yet equal is nonsense. How can that be measured, how can these differences possibly balance out to equality in a flawless manner? Game balance is difficult, and never complete.
Of course, I believe I am a different person in every conceivable moment, but the difference is slight. People recognize the similarities between the countless iterations of me for convenience. I don't believe the people who know of my mind would perceive it as changed any more than the gradual changes that go inconceived in the process, which they only realize when they compare a distant me from memory to the me of the present, which was only arrived at through a process of iteration.
Couldn't a pure maiden, with plastic surgery, reach a vastly different exterior impression, when what is observed by others as the heart remains relatively unfazed? Or rather, wouldn't it if they could look past the bias impressions they form not from reality of the self, but from associations with bodily appearance? And they can do that exactly, easily, readily. Through the internet. Or through a novel where inclusion of the physical form is only passing and in the shape of a simply drawn avatar.
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