no one can tell with certainty

I can think of light trails that aren’t chemical in nature

This handwriting is nice ?

There’s still a shop like this in my hometown of Marseille : OCD. We used to go there regularly with a friend and spend an hour or two sampling albums. This is how we discovered Morcheeba, Goran Kajfes, and many others

I like your encouragements but I don’t see how any of what you list is made impossible by the absence of the ruling class? if anything the class struggle is vastly slowing down progress

hahaha it’s already on Wikipedia

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Streisand_effect_examples

love it

That’s not very clear. I mean, there’s a variety of reasons why she could have done all of that. You did well to wait three years.

ok cheers good to know

No way ? this is what I have. What are the issues ?

thus the wheel of time revolves

https://vimeo.com/161019002

I remember in high school one day, about noon, I shared a fat spliff with friends. I completely forgot I had to meet with the principal professor and my parents at 13 to discuss my behaviour. They were not convinced

Nice

Loading this page on Firefox mobile crashes Firefox. Every time I try and open it. Is this happening for anyone else ?

It also crashes Voyager if I open the link directly without going “open in Firefox”

Yes, that and “private property”

Tu que siás arderosa e nusa
Tu qu’as sus leis ancas tei ponhs
Tu qu’as una votz de cleron
Uei sòna sòna a plens parmons
Ò bòna musa.

Siás la musa dei paurei gus
Ta cara es negra de fumada
Teis uelhs senton la fusilhada
Siás una flor de barricada
Siás la Venús.

Dei mòrts de fam siás la mestressa,
D’aquelei qu’an ges de camiá
Lei sensa pan, lei sensa liech
Lei gus que van sensa soliers. An tei careças.

Mai leis autrei ti fan rotar,
Lei gròs cacans 'mbé sei familhas
Leis enemics de la paurilha
Car ton nom tu, ò santa filha
Es Libertat.

Ò Libertat coma siás bela
Teis uelhs brilhan coma d’ulhauç
E croses, liures de tot mau,
Tei braç fòrts coma de destraus
Sus tei mamèlas.

Mai puei, perfés diés de mòts raucs
Tu pus doça que leis estelas
E nos treboles ò ma bela
Quand baisam clinant lei parpèlas
Tei pès descauç.

Tu que siás poderosa e ruda
Tu que luses dins lei raions
Tu qu’as una vòtz de cleron
Uei sòna sòna a plens parmons
L’ora es venguda.

La Libertat, Joaquim Gasquet (1892)

The pictures reminded me of this song.

ahhh, the leg trench. So perfectly carved for a long fluffy cat

That’s a bummer, those aren’t exactly healthy words in a relationship

Well at the restaurant, of course. “think I’ll have a muslim. to go”

Right, that’s the question. We need some preestablished lore

I can’t claim to know what went through the mind of the person who originally coined it, probably some flint-carving ancestor of ours, but- I think that’s the point, at least from the way I hear it being used in french. In the sense that, given the balls are extremely sensitive, it takes courage to put them out on the table. Or on the cutting board, or anywhere they’re not supposed to be.