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i thionk we should dump hundreds of gallons of acid on lady liberty to turn her copper again. i think itd be cool. and i think the hudson bay could handle all the acid because its got that new yawk spirit.
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“you should be at the club” Brother I should literally be sent to the seaside for my health
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I can't tell you the looks i got when I told people that instead of continuing to write YA novels that sold a lot of copies, I was going to write a series of small essays reviewing facets of human experience on a five-star scale.
And so I have to confess it is extremely meaningful to me that The Anthropocene Reviewed has not just hung around but found a growing audience, so much so that it will re-enter the New York Times bestseller list next week, four years after its initial publication.
Thanks to everyone who has kept that little book alive even as it becomes progressively less timely. What a joy.
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Belgium Chase Tag Compilation
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chilling in a hoodie and sweatpants and armoured breastplate, gauntlets and greaves
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as long as i'm not pregnant my life is never at its very worst
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i went to "mad at me" island expecting to find people i knew, something i understood. but when my boat landed, standing upon the shore were a million empty husks wearing my own face. every foot of the island was occupied, and everywhere i went, they watched me with contempt. they never spoke, never breathed. they simply watched. no matter how i grovelled and begged, snarled and cursed, tried to hide or kicked and hit, they simply stared. the hatred in their gaze was inescapable, but i could hardly return it, knowing that their doomed existence was of my own creation. knowing that the hatred was nobody's but my own. in the end i just wept, unable to stand the relentless gaze of my own infinite glare.
the guy who i accidentally cut off in traffic last week was there also
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i NEED for the world to see snoopy island (located in Isla Pinzón in Ecuador)
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