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The Jungle is a massive network of veins: vines of poison, vines of psychotropic curiosity, a tangled web of danger and discovery.
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Where would you be if your worst moment ended up making people laugh?
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is writing a memoir to completion akin to living a life to the end? an unfinished age i am working on a book that i started on a long time ago. i’m so close to putting all the words in the order that tells the story the way it wants to unravel. i want to
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Recently I’ve been stumbling on interesting sources of inspiration, things I wouldn’t normally find to be “my cup of tea”. Today, there’s a heat wave here in L.A. and I’m under a shade tree eating frozen cherry mouse, big chunks of chewy fruit, mixed in with cashew yogurt, and if you are serving a probiotic
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What’s your most memorable dental adventure? Have you ever had to play dentist to yourself or a furry friend? Share your survival stories at augusteh.blsky.social – misery loves company, and we’re always recruiting for our club of uprooted dental warriors.
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As in: “A dreadful building of gray stone and brown wood, it sported cherry-red shutters (not all of them shut) which by some mnemoptical trick he remembered as apple green.” – Vladimir Nabokov Source: Transparent Things Believe it or not, I just started reading Nabokov. I’ve resisted for many years for as many reasons, reasons
Auguste Hill 