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Looked up and saw on a telephone wire the most unbelievably beautiful black crow in East Oakland’s history.
I forgot to say goodbye to the kids.
I knelt into my weeping until my heart
broke me awake.
It is nothing like a shark but the monochrome blanched off-white
of its long body is dumb like a shark’s nose and dead eyes and
it is turning a corner.
Have we witnessed the last gasp of “objectivist” piety?
The American beef industry was built on the back of centuries of exploitation.
Inside Spotify’s emotional surveillance-driven quest for total ad domination.