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Literally hundreds of elevator rides were spent with me alone stuffing the pump into my Spanx, hoping the doors wouldn't open unexpectedly.
The cab stopped, and I pulled my body from it feeling each ounce of weight as I walked to the elevator.
And there's a 3D elevator that then actually goes down one layer at a time each time the printhead goes through.
I was about to start a robotic operation, but stepping out of the elevator into the bright and glaring lights of the operating room, I realized that my left visual field was fast collapsing into darkness.
You know how uncomfortable it is to be in a crowded elevator?
I mean, when I'm in an elevator all alone, I do all sorts of weird things, but then other people get on board and I stop doing those things because I don't want to bother them, or, frankly, scare them.
Now, all alone in the elevator, the little chunk of metal is free to act however it wanted.
And so I had to develop this new intuition, that it seems like all the objects in the elevator are really just quantum objects just crammed into a tiny space.
You feel it most when you're in a sealed metal box, a new-style elevator; they're called destination-control elevators.
These are the ones where you have to press what floor you're going to go to before you get in the elevator.
It's because the elevator is missing some important instrumentation, like the buttons.
For example, how a nightlight works, or why an elevator door stays open, or how an iPod responds to touch.
Your most precious asset goes out the elevator every night.
Before you go into the next stressful evaluative situation, for two minutes, try doing this, in the elevator, in a bathroom stall, at your desk behind closed doors.
So if you're in a building, you can take an elevator.
We had the vertical city, the invention of the elevator.
So wherever there's a stair, there has to be an elevator or a ramp.
But we also have to acknowledge that all of these well-intentioned rules, they had the tremendous unintended consequence of making illegal the ways in which we used to build cities. Similarly illegal: at the end of the 19th century, right after the elevator was invented, we built these charming urban buildings, these lovely buildings, all over the world, from Italy to India.
They had one small elevator and a staircase that wrapped them and a light well.
Now when I first started asking what happens when we die, the grown-ups around me at the time answered with a typical English mix of awkwardness and half-hearted Christianity, and the phrase I heard most often was that granddad was now "up there looking down on us," and if I should die too, which wouldn't happen of course, then I too would go up there, which made death sound a lot like an existential elevator.
But I was scared, and the idea of taking the existential elevator to see my granddad sounded a lot better than being swallowed by the void while I slept.
Now a bias is a way in which we systematically get things wrong, ways in which we miscalculate, misjudge, distort reality, or see what we want to see, and the bias I'm talking about works like this: Confront someone with the fact that they are going to die and they will believe just about any story that tells them it isn't true and they can, instead, live forever, even if it means taking the existential elevator.
We ride the elevator up and we crawl in, on your hands and knees into the spaceship, one at a time, and you worm your way up into your chair and plunk yourself down on your back.
Had I shared an elevator ride with this poem?
From Arcade Fire in an elevator in the Olympia to Beirut going down a staircase in Brooklyn.
It's never going to happen again, I think, because we are living on the verge of the greatest revolution in architecture since the invention of concrete, of steel, or of the elevator, and it's a media revolution.
But also, being alive to my surroundings, I work in a high-rise in Midtown, and every night, before I leave the office, I have to push this button to get out, and the big heavy glass doors open and I can get onto the elevator.
He said, "You're in an elevator running late for a meeting.
Someone makes a dash for the elevator.
But out of it came finally this resolution, where the elevator piece worked frontally to this, parallel to this street, and also parallel to here.
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