"News from Paris
Down through Venetian blinds the morning air
Sifts from a sky where peach and azure fuse;
Street noises enter too, and in a distant square
A regimental band plays Sambre et Meuse.
It is Felicity: she sits and reads once more
The Gothic script of the West-Easterly Divan;
Her silver shoe just touches the waxed floor,
And pot pourri transcends the vase from old Japan.“
—Charles Spear
"The age of a need to manufacture consent is coming to a close. All they need to manufacture now is confusion." --Eris @discordiareview on subst
Vidar just quietly prepares for the end of the world.


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