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In short, this can opener is a versatile tool that has helped me in countless situations. Whether you're opening a can of food or using it as a weapon, this can opener is sure to get the job done. Highly recommended.
Have you ever been disappointed when one of your favorite bands put out an album that you hated? I mean one that's so far and away from their previous stuff that you don't recognize them in it? I feel like that's what I'm doing to you.
What the fuck was that? You that that was weird? Honey, my shit's only just beginning. This is a warning. I want to say a few things about the poem I posted a couple of weeks ago, Proctalgia Fugax. I kinda don't want to explain my
The Trope is dead. Watch what you want to be. Watch to know your enemy. Watch to escape. Watch to suckle. How many people fit in your garden? Is too many too much? It's lonely on the inside, lonely on the outside, and illuminated within. The fascism of
I found the image above on mastodon but lost track of the source and of the story behind it. I believe it's a well known artwork that was slashed in protest of something. I can't tell if the original art is a photograph or a painting...
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We were poor. Number 10-sized cans of mealy, sinewy, chicken guts, peanut butter, and powdered eggs. Embarrassing standing in line to pick it all up.