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Today I'm smoke up the chimney over ashes of trustand I don't see a Phoenix egg down there, do you?
We were, all of us, ethered
when the window broke. Soon after, the floor
When walking hope is a swagger
When sleeping hope is a lullaby
When breathing hope is oxygen
When drunk hope. . .
Why the movie "Clerks" still has its shelf life.
What would it look like for Silicon Valley’s elite to find its soul?
Transit workers are ideally positioned to push down on the levers of power