Until falling apart
I’m not sure why I’m writing every day, other than to make this website feel like somewhere I’ve spent some time. I half-watched a press conference some reporters thought would explain or at least address the fascist rally on Sunday. Instead they came away with nothing to print but lurid mentions of “sex slaves,” rape, murder, a woman with a cord tied around her neck. The rally, they were told, was a “love fest.”
Nothing at all on the book today, so far.
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