2023-01-22 (Sunday)
Writing
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w/e 2022-01-22
Walks cross London, Aftersun, Plausible Analytics, and the “real” camera.
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Imagine it's Sunday morning. You've been allowed to sleep in as long as you want, and you have no chores or responsibilities all day. There's fresh fallen snow on the ground. Your mom makes Cinnamon rolls and serves you breakfast. But you're almost 3, so you are blind with rage.