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We scroll through a hundred faces in minutes—double-tapping, swiping, judging. Yet we feel invisible ourselves. Strange, isn't it? We crave being seen while barely looking at others.
I noticed this at a coffee shop yesterday. Everyone hunched over screens, searching for connection through pixels while actual humans sat inches away. The irony struck me: we're drowning in contact yet starving for recognition.
What is being seen, really? It's not just having eyes land on us. A security camera sees us. So does a distracted stranger.