every morning. every day. we all do it. every one of us.
we sit in a room and read stuff as we sit. one floor. one stack in one tile floored room.
easy to get piles
Are blogs retro yet?
every morning. every day. we all do it. every one of us.
we sit in a room and read stuff as we sit. one floor. one stack in one tile floored room.
easy to get piles
cities grow in the direction of the young. limit your young and your city stops growing. the desire to bound them is based upon perceptions of failure; mostly your failures. you didn’t become young soon enough, instead you became old.
too bad we don’t get young sooner, earlier, so we could be young longer; maybe long enough to grow beyond being such young idiots.
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