They’ve been smacking into each other for billions of years, what do you expect.

I like to imagine ordinary proles casually cruising around in dumptruck-like spaceships that are effortless to operate and picking up the daily haul of ore to bring back to their spacestead. More of an exciting life than most earth jobs offer if nothing else. “Found me a baseball of carmeltazite last month, been using my 3D-printer to create a solar-farm to laser-shoot energy to earth so I can finally afford an apartment on that cryogenically-defrosted freak Moldbug’s city of the future in that other galaxy, can’t even pronounce the name, don’t have the cyborg chip for that yet.”

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