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The circumstances of this photo are obviously bizarre and uncomfortable, and fuck fascism and fuck war, but smoking hot is smoking hot.
Vise grip hasn’t been oiled since my dad told me to do it thirty years ago. Ah! All those metrics are starving!
There’s obviously a zillion open source games you could add, but I’m partial to pixel dungeon and its many variants
I have been to Springfield, Oh. I delivered heavy equipment to the city administrators. The place has no drama.
As a kid I just wanted to read weird old shit. LOTR, Douglas Adams, Frank Herbert, Philip K Dick, you can guess where this is going. I still can’t let go of my childhood Lovecraft nightmares. I am aware most of that is stupid and racist and misguided. But strip that hateful garbage out, you still have a lot
Addendum I f’d up and didn’t mention my adoration for Ursula K. Leguin