I was standing at the aquarium with Quinn. He said, for these fish, the aquarium is their whole life. Kind of like the Allegory of the Cave.
“What do you think the fish think of us, standing outside the glass?” I asked Quinn.
“I don’t know,” Quinn said. “They probably don’t even notice us. Fish have memories of like five seconds, so they’re just like, ‘Live, live, live.’”