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Adventures with Google Maps.

"∴ tide-limbed way extends—
driftbone ladders, salt-spun glyphs
vault cresting shushes ∴

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∴ bloodline ribbons
wolf-wrought howls pierce fog
fjord-song calls us forth ∴

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∴ shell-thought sloughs, unshod
horizon sways, beckons-rogue
husk unmoors to roam ∴"

--@wordingway.bsky.social

There’s only so many ways to say: could you fascists fucking not.

“I would like to be remembered, well … the Mexicans have a phrase, ‘Feo fuerte y formal,'” Wayne once said. “Which means he was ugly, strong, and had dignity.” via via

About that measles outbreak.