“Were you up high?” asks Kuan. “High enough to die,” says I.
A developer explains to me that the web site’s back-end is making a guess at which cities to include in a list, but that it’s sometimes wrong. A guessing algorithm, my mind boggles, and in that moment I feel the weight that we have outsourced onto machines as we try to recreate the imperfections (deemed desirable) of our bio-matter brains in digital form with hard lines of code. It’s not enough for them to be exact; they must also, on demand, be inexact.