Coordinates uncertain β the signs point one way, the sky another. My wife and I arrived at dawn, rain behind us, market ahead.
Rows of tents stitched from tarps and shadows. Vendors smiling too wide. The mud moves when youβre not looking.
Took photographs for the record. They will not develop properly.
No revelations today. Just images. And dolls. Always the dolls. They were waiting for us.
30 Jul, 2026
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Metablogging myself: reading things to expand your ideas on a topic (especially one you disagree with) is definitely a case for reading a thing you don't like. But nuance is hard on the internet.
29 Jul, 2026
Some advice: don't get your elbow tattooed or read things that bother you
in which our hero discuss some slef-inflicted pain that could maybe be a larger lesson for time spent online
28 Jul, 2026
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Yβall I got a tattoo yesterday that went into and around the elbow pit. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK OW OWOW
