Last week it occurred to me to look and see if Google Maps photographed my car parked in street view. Not that I haven't used street view extensively ever since they implemented it, and I've looked at my parents' house on it, travel destinations, my old grade schools (holy shit, so many massive metal bars on their windows now!) and other stuff. But I don't do vanity searches, and it sort of never occurred to me to indulge in this variant until now, either. But maybe I'm weird.
I almost "get" the concept of vanity searches now, seeing myself represented in this objective, disinterested compendium. Sure enough, there my ride sat, in my usual parking spot, jammed up against the curb as I usually park it subconsciously trying to avoid others in this as in all respects. There's a sort of validation in seeing my influence on physical reality thus captured. There, see? I really do exist!
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