Said to be the sundial of savages, the shadows where one can read the absence of the thing represented. Only during daylight of course.
Wednesday, May 20, 2026
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"Knock, knock, can we come in?"
"They're the first guys!" "Yeah, we're done discussing rape, breast cancer, lactating, and monthlies." ...
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A couple nights good sleep free from political noise and the sentiment is settle back down. Slogans come and go. So do transitions and ...
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My mom Sherry was the type of person who could (and consistently willed herself to) find gold in a shitpile. Even decades before "re...


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