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june 2025 sketchbook spread

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someone pissed in one of the arts and crafts aisles and they just had to announce it over the loudspeakers 😭

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🎃🍉🎃🍬🎃 Happy Summerween! 🎃🍉🎃🍬🎃

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Poem zine about my love of fish :) Purchase a copy here physically or here digitally :)

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Bruce Springsteen and Clarence Clemons, 1977, Lynn Goldsmith

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The pups of giant anteaters cling to their mother's back and even align their stripes with hers to help camouflage. ©Pantanal BirdClub

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Could yall stop shooting each other outside my window im trying to masturbate

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anyway you should always remember that all those foreigners you see dying on the news are just as real people as you are who have just as much interiority as you do. there is nothing about you that makes you more important and it is by pure chance that you are not in their position. in fact, this holds for all of history. every person, no matter the horror of the fate that befell them, had just as much interiority as you do. i feel like some people haven't fully internalized this.

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Night out at a jukejoint in Greenville, South Carolina, 1956.

Photographed by Margaret Bourke-White for LIFE Magazine.

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hey man it was wonderful to giggle with you tonight…

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Ocean Vuong, Night Sky With Exit Wounds

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i want a mysterious source of income

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no animal was harmed during the making of this video. not one. for the few minutes that we were shooting film, the guns of each hunter fell silent. the industrial bolt throwers observed a moment's peace and the jaws of every predator hung softly open. no fish bit any hook and the bait worms held off on drowning only until the cameras stopped. the tails of ruminants ceased to flick just as their attendant flies, in unison, landed on their flanks to catch their tiny breaths. a spider instantly stopped winding silk around a wasp, patiently waiting for the caesura to end. a young veterinarian paused with the syringe in their hand. somewhere, a colicky baby stopped biting its mother's nipple and nursed happily for the very first time. we're sorry. we're sorry it couldn't have been longer. we didn't know this would happen.

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i basically work for an rpf think tank