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Clear Weather after Snow by Utagawa Hiroshige [https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/57045], 1797โ1861 I hope December is treating you well โ๏ธ Today my husband and I arrived at Hedgehog's
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Clear Weather after Snow by Utagawa Hiroshige [https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/57045], 1797โ1861 I hope December is treating you well โ๏ธ Today my husband and I arrived at Hedgehog's
I'm never satisfied, but nonetheless I'm at peace.
No nonsense today, I gotta stockpile it for future purposes ๐ Two IRL events in the next two weeks: * East Bay meetup, Tuesday 11/23 @ McBears Social Club [http://mcbearssocialclub.com/] in El Cerrito, 6pm
A majority of the printed / non-unique happy mail from this year: * January [https://www.sonyaellenmann.com/2021/01-January-happy-mail.pdf] * February: one [https://www.sonyaellenmann.com/2021/02-February-happy-mail-
Hello darlings. Yeah, I'll be twee if I want to, bite me. It's seasonally appropriate! Vampire's Coffin NFT [https://wax.atomichub.io/market?collection_name=cryptoflash1&schema_
Heartbreak is a collective.
^ passage from "Lamia" by John Keats Hiya. September happy mail is on the way, then I'm working on an October fast-follow... which may be optimistic... #brand? In addition to
If you only care about the links, scroll with abandon. Otherwise: what's good, haven't checked in since July [https://www.sonyasupposedly.com/summer-melon/]! Naturally it feels like about a
James Simpkins on cynegetic violence and ontological policing in Gregoire Chamayou's Manhunts (2012).
> That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. โ John Keats [https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44479/
Eventually a system will realize a possibility that reduces the subsequent number of possibilities, and so on, until there are no available possibilities that could have this effect.
Even if I could have known in advance how much I'd change, we'd all end up in the same places, saying the same lines.
Hey, it's been a minute. Happy summer! My past month was hectic. I'm slightly behind on, uhhhh... everything. Slightly! Could be worse! I've been getting way up in
Aster acts as her own sideshow, shimmying in fishnets, fur trim, and fringe. The real draw is her pair of immense, uneasy panthers.
There ya go, today's requisite batch of neuroses laid bare.
What's up with Aster ๐
That strange-eyed girl you met at the circus...
In the beginning the labyrinth was not the center of Wanderverse. Believe it or not, in those days Wanderverse had no center at all. But the man who would give it one had already been born.
No, the resemblance [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Veni,_vidi,_vici] ain't a coincidence; true coincidences are exceedingly rare, you know. Honorable mentions for "venal," "vestigial," and "
You're about to enjoy the third installment of a CC0-licensed [https://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/] Wanderverse [https://wanderverse.org/] story written by Sam Wilson [https://twitter.com/Spivonomist]. But
Two new Wanderverse [https://wanderverse.org/] contributions to share! As usual, both are freely released under the CC0 1.0 Universal license [https://creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/] ๐ The illustration above is from
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