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The little wooden figure shoves the same block uphill over and over, and I caught myself rooting for it every time. The crank mechanism is smooth and the motion has this quiet, hypnotic rhythm. It's been sitting on my desk for a week and I still stop to watch it.

Watching the little wooden figure push that brick up the slope and fail every single time is weirdly mesmerizing. I've had it on my desk for a week and catch myself staring at the mechanics instead of working. The absurdity of it actually makes me laugh, which is exactly the point I think.

The way the wooden pieces move together really captures that feeling of building something just to watch it come apart—it’s oddly calming. I’ve had mine on my desk for a week and I keep finding myself turning the crank just to see the little absurd scene play out again. It’s a beautiful, strange pie