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One for the princesses here! You'll get there someday, I promise. https://redd.it/fbfhrb
The media around the coronavirus outbreak is like a masterclass in the classic "How to Lie With Maps."
https://www.press.uchicago.edu/ucp/books/book/chicago/H/bo27400568.html
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I remember, and I put down the phone. They remember what I had to be, and now I'm me. It's a struggle convincing myself, how much uphill wouldn't they be. The phone buzzes but I do not react. I remember why I chose to forget. I wish I could make them forget, understand. Do I build a new wall? No, I tore it down. It was suffocating me.
I'm still lost.
More and more old friends finding and reconnecting with me. 2, 3, even 4 a week. My messenger, discord, and Twitter dms are getting filled. I can no longer work, everything is reminiscing. I don't even know half these people, I'm just playing along. The joke will reveal itself eventually. For now we talk and we laugh. They send me memes I've never seen. Who was I.
Wilson Miner - When We Build
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i2FPU7bKD9k
Trans woman, bisexual, someone's fiancée, forever a programmer, poly, and former total mess
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