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iloI am a whore for time (kink)
We’ve all been there, standing in front of the mirror, pondering the deeper meanings of life as we shave our beard. It’s a unique moment that combines the mundane with the profound. This is exactly where our journey into the philosophy of time begins — with a beard and a razor in hand.
Shaving Away the Seconds
Imagine this: you’re about to shave your beard. You wash, you shave, you moisturize. In the blink of an eye, the video cuts; the beard is gone. But did time pass? Or better yet, what if the world stopped while you were shaving — did time freeze outside your bathroom bubble?
“Think Harder, HavaWater,” because as it turns out, while you might have been meticulously removing each follicle, time was still ticking away, at least from your perspective. Even if the world halted, the seconds, minutes, and hours continued for you, the master of the razor.
The World Stops, But Does Time?
Let’s take it a step further. The entire world is on pause — except for you, still there, shaving away. When the world restarts, time lurches forward. But did it ever really stop? The answer is a resounding “no,” especially if you ask the guy who’s just finished with his shave.
