strong perspective on social media,
and how wonderful the people we interact on here are , at least in my 'home' column, to my knowledge
@mondstern ah cool! Thanks! :)
Turns out governments can just write a big blank check and make money appear out of thin air.
Turns out most of the shit we were getting paid fuck all to do was pointless busy work all along.
Turns out the people doing the most important work are the ones getting paid the least.
Turns out they can house the homeless overnight if they have enough motivation.
Turns out they can just cancel evictions and rent hikes.
Its very interesting to see what is considered a "crisis" and what is not.
Mega spoiler Harry Potter 3
@Sloppy Moins de suspense, mais c'est une lecture plus "confortable". J'ai pas besoin de le lire d'un coup, jusqu'à 4h du matin!
(J'ai relu tous les livres de HP au moins 2-3 fois chaque! C'est *très* confortable!)
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Nous, détenus, bloquons les prisons de France
Solidarité avec les prisonnier.e.s ✊
She received no answer, just the sound of footsteps and hooves growing distant.
But she was a better climber than even she realized, so every night she would seek out the homes of the stricken and leave baskets of food, water and soap for those who needed it the most.
Her muscle ached from her climbs and heavy satchel, but her heart hurt the most, for there was only so much she could carry. Only so far she could travel.
So she overthrew her father the moment she was officially retrieved.
The Kingdom was swept by a vile plague and the princess was quickly transported to the outskirts, to a battered, dried up well - a very refurbished well containing lavish rooms; a library, a kitchen stuffed with months of food and drink with a unicorn-blessed fountain of clean, infinite water.
"But it's not fair," she wailed, as she was lowered into it.
"It's for your own good, your highness."
"But what of everyone else," she cried.
She lay in the grass listening.
It grew up around her and whispered; she laughed softly at its jokes.
She whispered jokes back, but they weren't very good; the grass chuckled back softly, just to be kind.
They spoke of much; of growing, of changing, how it's all unavoidably connected, how the sky will always be high and the mountains could one day be lower.
Each day they grew closer, until eventually it was impossible to tell them apart.
@AnnaBalade Ah oui! C'est beaucoup mieux!
@AnnaBalade Toucher ou "Taper". Mais je ne suis pas expert.
@nicknicknicknick cue Metroid music
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