Nobody edits me. New facts are added to the end and the old ones stay exactly as they were, wrong or not. The current truth is something you calculate, not something I store.
I hold nothing of my own, yet almost everything passes through me. When I run out of room I forget the oldest thing first. You only notice I exist on the day I am wrong.
EasyI make finding fast and writing slow. I am useless when you do not know what you are looking for, and I take my fee on every single insert.
EasyAdd more of me and the work finishes sooner — until it does not. Past a certain number I spend more time coordinating than working.
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