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revisiting some old 35mm film photos

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Trees

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Consider: crabs.... but with paws

dont touch

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Birb

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It is that time, you have no choice,

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vampire who’s married to an archaeologist voice: my love, stop trying to carbon date me

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"Ok, ma'am that'll be $226.03."

I take my wallet out of my pocket and unfold it. It is empty other than a single moth that lazily flies out. The moth lands on the tap point of the card reader. There's a beat, and my payment is processed. The moth flies back into my wallet and I put it back in my pocket.

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It's just the house settling

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A Clutch of Vampires - art by Edward Gorey (1974)

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tried mimicking the comics artstyle ☠️

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"Why do you hold your drinks by the rim?"

To go with the raptor arms.

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Adventures With Birdthings.

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To all the trans people who see this tonight, no matter what happens, we will survive. Trans people will still be here 4 years from now and 10 years from now and 100 years from now and tomorrow. We have always existed and we always will. The world cannot unlearn about us; we are too public, too loud, too beloved, too present. Ill be here tomorrow. Please stay here with me.

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Meet me in the woods

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Every so often, the local baker must bake something and personally deliver it to the monster in the woods, and in exchange the monster leaves the village alone. What no one knows is, the monster actually has a huge crush on the baker and needs an excuse to see them.

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In the past couple of months I've started going outside at night when I can't sleep to uproot weeds in the pasture for a little while, hoping to tire myself out. Sometimes it works. On my way out I would grab the dish with today's vegetable peelings from the kitchen so I could give them to Pirlouit.

This was a mistake. My donkey used to sleep at night and now he doesn't. Now he waits. Now when you go out at night for any reason, for example because you forgot your phone in the barn, you have to deal with the pair of glowing eyes following your every move, silently and hungrily.

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La creatura