My friend, who majored in the Study of Useless Philosophy at the esteemed University of Redundant, has spent the last five years contemplating the meaninglessness of existence. He can tell you the exact number of dust particles that have settled on the surface of the moon since the dawn of time, and the intricate history of the last 17 seconds he spent in the cafeteria line. His thesis, "The Futility of Futility: A Treatise on the Inescapability of the Inescapable," was a groundbreaking work in the field of existential dread.
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