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So, there I was, elbow deep in what I was told was tapioca pudding. It was off-white, and had small beads, but it didn’t smell right. It smelled kind of savory, like a sweet gravy. There was this guy telling me that this was a “great honor. We rarely let outsiders in on this.” I still don’t know what he was talking about, but his enthusiasm was infectious. I was also with another “initiate”, who had his own bowl to sort through. I must have lost track of time, because the sun was setting when I went in, and high when I left.

I was looking for a key to unlock a door to “reach the next level”. I don’t know what that meant, but here I was. I found the key, and it unlocked the door to the outside. The man handed me a card with an address, and instructions to meet my guide.

I went back to the hostel to shower off whatever I had been digging through. I went to the address, a converted warehouse used for concerts and hipster weddings. A particularly androgenous person met me at the door, took my card, and walked me inside to my next task. A puzzle box. They told me the box contained enlightenment.

I have never been one for puzzle boxes, and this one looked like a doozy. I stared at it, walked around, and then I picked it up to get a good look at the thing. Then, in a fit of genius, I tapped it gently on the table. It cracked like an egg, and inside was a small slip of paper. It said “just once”. My guide gave me a look I couldn’t quite parse. Anyway, they congratulated me, and sent me on my way. I still have no idea what was going on.

The guy I was with, I want to say his name was Marcus, hadn’t found his key. So, to soften the blow, he had taken a pill of some sort a few hours earlier. It had a diamond on it. He was severely dehydrated and was constantly telling me how much he loved that I was in the universe. Marcus was my ride out of town, so I had to take care of him until he came down. So, we went to get something to eat. We were somewhere south of Rome, near where my paternal family is from. I don’t speak a word of Italian, to my eternal shame. But I can guess well enough to read a menu and see what I want. (I know “pesce” means fish.) We ended up at this family style place where one dish serves three people. Marcus throws back enough cacio e pepe to kill a small child, and I end up with some kind of ravioli, and they wouldn’t tell me what was in it.

After that, Marcus was starting to come down, and he was crashing hard. We went back to the hostel and switched to a private room, and I spent the next 48 hours telling him that everything would be ok, and the ceiling didn’t want to eat him. Getting him to drink water was, well, it was a challenge. After he was ok enough to leave, he took me to the train station in Rome, and we went our separate ways. He was on a train headed east, and I was heading north.

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Everybody forgets that felony disenfranchisement only incentivizes making more felons

The whole “they voted for it” rhetoric in regard to the low quality of life in red states (specifically in the south) makes me want to start killing and maiming. Frothing at the mouth and clawing. Reading through the screen and grabbing that lib’s throat. It is easier to turn your empathy off and classism on and say “all the people in that state are stupid broke redneck white trash so why should I care about them”, I’m sure.

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The ableist ass job requirements for the average office jobs are like “you have to be able to lift 15+ pounds and be able to stand, sit for extended periods of time, kneel, hear, reach, speak and see” and the requirements for the presidency are like “can you form a sentence and speak 5 coherent words consecutively? no? how about 4? 4 is okay.”

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abled women with 17-step skincare routines have absolutely no place trying to “hold disabled people accountable” for our plastic waste. either stop buying ten products a month in disposable plastic full of plastic microbeads or stop fucking wailing and crying and sobbing about insulin pump tubes and injection supplies you fucking monster

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Rowling is a great example, but I would have name-dropped Taylor Swift, because she uses feminism to tell people they can't be mean to her while putting down other women and centering men.

One time a Swifty said I was anti-feminist (I was drawing estrogen into a syringe when I got the notification) because I called a song formulaic. She said I was "sewing [sic] division" and if I were a real woman I wouldn't put down other women.

J.K. Rowling is also a woman, I’m not trying to be that guy but I’m just saying you shouldn’t imply that you love every women.

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I have nothing left.

My home was bombed before my eyes. I ran barefoot, holding my daughter, as smoke filled the air…

Now, we live in a tent. My husband is injured, I’m pregnant, and I have nothing to feed my daughter.

Every day begins with fear and ends with hunger.

I once dreamed of a warm home, a simple life, safety for my child…

But everything is gone. Our lives have become a fight to survive.

If my words reach you, please don’t scroll past in silence.

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Breaking news from the walk I took the other day! This is Remy, and they sold their gender to a fox for twenty dollars and a blessing in old French. When asked about the transaction, they said "I wasn't using it for anything" while producing a small notebook from an unseen location. The notebook contained the location to the first task, which will remain a secret at this time.

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fuck i’m trying to catch all these flies but they think my vinegar is stupid. i have honey also but that’s for me i can’t give them any of that

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Send help; I just had a vivid flashback of the time I got reamed in a middle school English class because I said Harrison Bergeron wasn't about punishing smart people but how the government didn't want to make anyone better because it's easier to make people worse

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Paul Davis

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"Top doesn't mean Dom and you know it"

Me, just now in a conversation about prosperity gospel preachers

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The prosperity gospel is Findom

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No Flesh to Offer by Marlo

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I want to throw computer science ethics textbooks at Steve Ballmer and say "you are the villain in all these stories"

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This is the largest mass killing of trans people in recorded history and “constitutes a grave breach of international humanitarian law.” Israeli Defense Minister Israel Katz confirmed the strike was intentional without going into further detail.

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God gives his hardest battles to his strongest soldiers and I'm dodging the draft

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I can honestly never tell how much of my ADHD is me just not trying hard enough / having enough discipline and how much of it is the actual disorder. Anyone else feel a similar way?