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this took 3 months to do. enjoy
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Not today Justin
Claire Keane
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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here it is folks. chant is completely finished. have fun
this took 3 months to do. enjoy

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a lot of anti-historian stuff comes across like βi want history to be simple and i am suspicious of people who tell me itβs notβ and this is a thing you see from people on any place on the political spectrum
Sony: MDR-EXTO magazine ad (2002)
ive always hated the song loser by beck but today ive listen to it 6 times
ironically, walterβs last name is beck
ive always hated the song loser by beck but today ive listen to it 6 times

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reclaiming character designs from an old project β
okay now that weβve a had couple lesbian blockbusters and milfs are having a romance moment, we need to bring back the manic pixie dream girl. she was never fuckin suited to fixing all the problems of some boring twenty year old everyman, but you know who could actually benefit from a quirky free-spirited blue haired girl with pronouns (she/they)? a newly divorced forty-something mom whoβs trying to learn how to be herself for the first time in her life
idk I can tell that some tumblrinas are not up on fat politics because I see a lot of people saying stuff like βitβs better to be a little fat than waste your life trying to be thinβ or like βitβs chic to have a little bellyβ like okay but there are fat people who are βa lot fatβ and have βa lot of bellyβ which everyone is weirdly silent on all the time. Like the fattest person on earth still deserves to exist in human society with joy and dignity regardless of how they got to that weight or how many health conditions they have as a result of their personal actionsβ¦that should be everyoneβs baseline here Iβm not really sure whatβs complicated about it

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im scared
As a European, I knew Americans have been asking for walkable cities but i had no idea it was literally this hostile
WHERE DO YOU WALK YOUR DOGS!?!
lol yeah
Its to the point where most Americans canβt conceive of a walkable community because everywhere is like this and several generations have now grown up in a world like this. Thereβs hardly anyone that can conceive of a world that isnβt like this. Most people either cave in and get a car or end up isolated. I live in a city thatβs mostly walkable by North American standards and I still end up walking in the dirt on the edge of a stroad a lot of the time.
And don't forget, we can't get decent public transportation either.
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This is such an abstract type of comedy I donβt even know how to handle it
i know this is tumblr and weβre all playing perverts but i just think some of you would be excellent company for a late night walk and a four hour conversation about absolutely nothing

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I'm one of the few people that genuinely LOVES working customer service (hotel receptionist here), like yes the occasional person is rude and entitled. But most of the time? People are kind, and funny, and will jump at the chance to share a bit of their lives with someone else.
The businessman that comes in every week who seemed grouchy at first now smiles and waves when I remember his name, and explains he's just finished a long drive, and he doesn't MEAN to come off as rude, he's just tired.
The mother and daughter who visit the hotel each summer and tell me they've been coming here for years, and each time they visit they go to the pier and save up their tickets for the big ticket items. One day they come through the doors with the biggest grins, the older lady in the wheelchair proudly waving a huge stuffed toy tiger she's "had her eye on for years".
The young man with his girlfriend who looks nervous as he approaches reception, and stumbles over his words, his hands shaking as he signs the paperwork to check in. I've spent the last two weeks on the phone with him organising this; we've set up the bedroom with balloons and petals and decorations, and he's going to propose as soon as they get to the room.
The woman who I've not seen before who asks if I'm local, and tells me she grew up here, and had recently found herself drawn back. We talk about the sounds of seagulls, and the metal clanging of masts down at the harbour, and how the sounds that fade into the background are the ones you miss most when you leave. She's writing a book and promises to send me a copy when she's done.
The regular who goes out of her way to buy us all the strangest biscuits she can find at the tourist shops. We try them together, pulling faces at the ones that just don't work.
The thirty something woman who immediately sees a kinship in me and whispers to me that she has been here before, but under a name she no longer uses, and we celebrate the freedom she feels.
The support group that comes in for coffee each week and sit together filling the foyer with laughter.
Every single person living their own wonderful complicated rich lives, and I get to be a part of that. How is that not beautiful?