Monday, October 12, 2026

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The Night Wire.

"Perhaps a rising generation of writers and intellectuals will leaven the crabbed caution of their learned teachers, and curb their instinct to parse every passing thought, in order to recommit themselves to a sheer love of the unknown, of reading widely and roaming freely, exploring the vastness of the universe, and the infinite riches of human experience." —James Miller via

"It was such a surreal moment, getting my beard lined up in this little barbershop in a 700 year old building while Bakhtior sang 'Chi Mishod' by Andy."

Russian botfarm—
flames, black smoke
good silence
newly coined scour

The methods of the dogpeople may be questionable, but their fashion is undeniable.

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