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Feb 01
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He does play T’Rain at length, but only because he must to run his business, and then again when he has to use the virtual world to track down lost Zula. There’s a moment where he returns to the game and finds his character simply sleeping and eating as he waits for him, and nurses a pang of guilt. He has stumbled on a great truth - that everything that thinks for itself is alive, as well as a great many things that cannot think for themselves. He is ashamed to be their god.

He does play T’Rain at length, but only because he must to run his business, and then again when he has to use the virtual world to track down lost Zula. There’s a moment where he returns to the game and finds his character simply sleeping and eating as he waits for him, and nurses a pang of guilt. He has stumbled on a great truth - that everything that thinks for itself is alive, as well as a great many things that cannot think for themselves. He is ashamed to be their god.

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my review of Neal Stephenson’s Reamde

my review of Neal Stephenson’s Reamde

Jan 31
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The pieces fell to the ground near the rat and the mess looked like shattered sky.

The pieces fell to the ground near the rat and the mess looked like shattered sky.

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ms. morais goes to washington

ms. morais goes to washington

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dayna evans on the river of ashes

dayna evans on the river of ashes

Jan 30
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“My mother was a sad beautiful woman trapped in a desert.”

“My mother was a sad beautiful woman trapped in a desert.”

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After going out for Happy Hour — the locally sanctioned way to socialize here — I arrived at a bar called Recessions, which, of course, is located in a basement. The bar area could be found down a flight of steps that resembled the stairwell of some abandoned Hyatt, and through an archway, leading into a dimly lit room with a pool table in the middle. Men in button-downs and slacks drank from oversized beer mugs, and women unfastened their blazers. There was velvet, or possibly velour, up on some of the walls, like wallpaper. I didn’t want to stay too long.

After going out for Happy Hour — the locally sanctioned way to socialize here — I arrived at a bar called Recessions, which, of course, is located in a basement. The bar area could be found down a flight of steps that resembled the stairwell of some abandoned Hyatt, and through an archway, leading into a dimly lit room with a pool table in the middle. Men in button-downs and slacks drank from oversized beer mugs, and women unfastened their blazers. There was velvet, or possibly velour, up on some of the walls, like wallpaper. I didn’t want to stay too long.

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capitol excursion by betsy morais

capitol excursion by betsy morais

Jan 29
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all of this has nothing to do with sex

all of this has nothing to do with sex

Jan 27
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life is just something that happens to her

life is just something that happens to her

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molly o’brien reviews NBC’s Chelsea Handler sitcom

molly o’brien reviews NBC’s Chelsea Handler sitcom

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sumeja tulic inside the black tin box

sumeja tulic inside the black tin box

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raised in a confused patriarchal family

raised in a confused patriarchal family

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During a breakup, you are NOT allowed to say, “I’m confused,” you are NOT allowed to take five hours, and you most certainly are NOT allowed to tell me the girl’s name, even if I totally already knew.

During a breakup, you are NOT allowed to say, “I’m confused,” you are NOT allowed to take five hours, and you most certainly are NOT allowed to tell me the girl’s name, even if I totally already knew.

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In one of the houses my family lived in, the former attendant left a stash of Van Damme movies and what I later in life figured out was a porn collection. I never got to the porn, but the action films that my parents kept contained a few riddling scenes. Some disturbed me, others – such as the one in which a man literally bakes an egg on women’s chest – made me confused.

In one of the houses my family lived in, the former attendant left a stash of Van Damme movies and what I later in life figured out was a porn collection. I never got to the porn, but the action films that my parents kept contained a few riddling scenes. Some disturbed me, others – such as the one in which a man literally bakes an egg on women’s chest – made me confused.