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“He would sit between a Uighur and a Vietnamese and they would be using English to communicate with each other, their English mangled to the point of poetry…” from 2312, by Kim Stanley Robinson LEDDY? I’m looking you! OFFICE CLARK BIRSDAY I reeree enjoy it. RAFFING I am frenzy. […]
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I eat breakfast from my browser. Pull bacon out of my beard. Crisp and flavorful. Points being put on the board. Concrete being poured. Concerto being scored. Podcast being streamed. The Zoom event I’ve always dreamed of. With knockout formula. Does what others claim. Tells past, present, and future. Removes bad luck. Cures evil
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THE SEÑORITA HAS CAME OUTSIDE Look at those kicks. I’VE HEARD ABOUT HER And I’ve heard about the restraining order. MARKINGS ON THE ASPHALT The water guys went through. They’re trying to find that leak. OUR FATHER WHICH ART IN HEAVEN Or current resident. HOW MANY
“Out of clutter, find simplicity. From discord, find harmony. In the middle of difficulty, lies opportunity.” – Albert Einstein Prime directive.
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Green chiles, red tomatoes, yellow onions. Linkages, partnerships and collaborations. Norteno, banda, ranchero. Stand, delivery, market. Arrest, penalties, prison. Cottonwood, willow, sycamore. Stream or sync or swim. Call, click, or scan. Apples, peppers and honey. Queer assault, active shooter, child abuse. “Trills, quavers and breves.” Panga, proa, canoe. Doorbuster sales, border clashes, licensed agents. Single
Fear no more the heat o’ the sun; Nor the furious winter’s rages, Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta’en thy wages; Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney sweepers come to dust. Fear no more the frown of the great, Thou art past the tyrant’s stroke: Care no more
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“A good leg will fall, a straight back will stoop, a black beard will turn white, a curled pate will grow bald, a fair face will wither and a full eye will wax hollow, but a good heart is the sun and the moon, for it always shines bright, and it never changes, but it
I’m here to make dreams happen. You are currently running an experimental version of World of Gummies, A primal horde community. You’re already two over what science says. You can’t get a hit unless you’re in the batter’s box. You have to empty the mind in order to refill it, and obviously Many of you
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Your Life Holds Unlimited Potential and Wonderful Dreams You have the ability to attain whatever you seek within you is every potential you can imagine. Always aim higher than you believe you can reach. So often, you’ll discover that when your talents are set free by your imagination, you can achieve any goal. If people
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The virus doesn’t care how you want to be remembered. The virus is not a jury, it doesn’t deliberate. The virus is a judge. A hanging judge. The virus is inclusive. The virus doesn’t know essential from a waste of space. The virus is non-partisan It reaches across the aisle. The virus doesn’t need