Arbitrary 17 #

Sometimes you need something tangible, a concrete object, to explain the abstract. A specific number to stand in for any number. 17 is that number. It’s prime, but doesn’t feel special. It’s big enough to not feel small, and small enough to not feel overwhelming. It feels arbitrary.

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