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A stack of sombreros behind the theater
It was after a storm—do they spring up like mushrooms?
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It was after a storm—do they spring up like mushrooms?
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Don’t mind me, just coming down off that energy drink from 9 hours ago, man I’m an idiot…
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According to Moseley-Braun, Helms “saw me standing there, and he started to sing, ‘I wish I was in the land of cotton…’ And he looked at Sen. Orrin Hatch [R-Utah] and said, ‘I’m going to make her cry. I’m going to sing Dixie until she cries.’” Just in
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The article is paywalled. I accessed it through Apple News+. The enemy does not understand the language of humanity and morals, so we will address him in the language he knows And on the other side: We are fighting barbarians and will respond accordinglyCNN Neither side is recognizing the other’
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I’m trying to cook dinner but my son wants to show me his Roblox character on his tablet. “See, Dad! I’ve got Turbo Speed, Fire Blast, and Transgender!” “That’s nice—wait. Transgender?” “Yeah, look!” He holds up the tablet next to the stove so I can see
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That came up at the very first press conference, a reporter asked gene Roddenberry, “look, it doesn’t make any sense, you’ve got a bald actor playing this part, surely by the 21st century they will have a cure for male pattern baldness.” And Gene Roddenberry said, “no, by
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Yesterday a little girl across the street set up a lemonade stand. Her whole family helped her set up the table, hang the sign. They sat out there with her as she tried to flag down cars on our busy street, grandma, grandpa, mom and dad, even a slightly older
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Friday, August 11th, was our wedding anniversary. I had dinner alone at Wasabi Chi on Douglas. I hadn’t intended to go out, but when I got back to my apartment that afternoon I was struck by an urge for ramen. I googled “best ramen des moines”, and Axios informed
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My flannel penguins won best pajamas as we waited to get back in the building. I’m celebrating the wins were I can.
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5:30 am fire in the building, good times, good times
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I miss listening to kitchen workers talking to one another. I like coming to eat before the rush, when everyone is still fresh.