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some essays to fill your time

Just a bunch of things I've read recently.

The Authoritarian Roots of India's Democracy by Tripurdaman Singh

Why is Everything So Ugly?

Casual Viewing by Will Tavlin

“You are Next”: Unmarried Urban Women in India and the “Marriage Talk” by Shilpa Phadke

Crossing Days by Thomas Dai

Inside the Indian Manosphere by Lhendup Bhatia

Optimism and Desperation by Camilla Grudova

Everyone is Cheating Their Way Through College by James Walsh

Blunt-Force Ethnic Credibility by Som-Mai Nguyen

When My Authentic is Your Exotic by Soniah Kamal

The discontent of Russia by Joy Neumeyer

On anti-political projects by Kat Rosenfield

'Correcting' historical wrongs is a slippery slope by Manu Pillai

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Cecília Meireles, from a poem titled "Silk and Ashes," featured in Antologia poética

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𝔪𝔦𝔡𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔭𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔯

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Kate Mao in YSL by Tom Ford deer printed set from into archive

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kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc

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I couldn't visit Manchester without doing a library tour

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Tarot card coat, Christian Dior Haute Couture, A/W 2017-18

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Women who don’t get Any action and live in a perpetual state of loneliness and Engage in hobbies that disconnect them from the populous shall Inherit this earth. Only they can speak truth.

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Hm i wonder why i feel so disconnected? *watches from afar* *watches from afar* *watches from afar* *watches from afar* *watches from afa

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Resmaa Menakem, My Grandmother’s Hands: Racialized Trauma and the Pathway to Mending Our Hearts and Bodies

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“It is no longer an illness or a passing fit: it is I.”

— Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea (via easymomentsandobsession)

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“I had no language for what was passing through me.”

— Meena Alexander, from “Fault Lines,” originally published c. 1993 (via existential-celestial)

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By Antonietta Brandeis.

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Margaret Atwood, from a journal entry featured in Early Essays & Journals

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Collecting books is great until you have to move all of them at once and realize that every one of the little bastards weighs about as much as a brick and collectively have the mass of a neutron star

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