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Just as Coca Cola was vastly successful in inventing and selling the modern-day Santa Claus with his post-industrialization coal-burning factory destroying the ozone layer in the north pole and fleet of underpaid (if at all paid) proletarielves, so the emerald double-tailed Ariel was able to bewitch North America with the PSL spell. Pumpkin Spice Latte - the… Continue reading A Venti Pumpkin Spice Lamentation
The typical home cook may not have a sous-vide, smoke gun, nor all those chemo-gastro tricks and bits in their cupboard. But in my experience, refrigerator purgation is a fun enough sport of its own. I have no doubt that by this age, any conscientious cook would be well aware of the amazing efficiency of… Continue reading A Scrappy Panegyric
On those Saturday mornings when I lay, semi-tucked in between my duvet and bed sheets, and realize once more that aside from the whirring of the heater there is no other breathing thing in the apartment but me, I ponder: what do I live for today? Should I get up, plant my feet in my… Continue reading PSL: Plus Some Love
I have deduced, to some extent, yet another disturbing way of humans that grotesque as taken at face value, in fact ensures our survival. We are all thieves. While some of us have stolen away to the more extreme hemisphere of the matter, we have all, to some extent, taken that which is not ours.… Continue reading the banana thief
You'll laugh when I tell you this. I had a dream. Back in late October, so like seven months ago. And you know, in dreams, fantastical mash-ups happen. You end up sitting in public transit petting some queer hipster's siamese cat who stares at you and asks "How you doin'" and you answer that the… Continue reading Dude..
This morning, I said to my mother, "You look beautiful in that dress." And as she sat, across from the table, she couldn't help but smile. It was a breathtaking smile, the kind that's so bright that it becomes a white-washed photo in one's memory. Outside the window, drops of rain were beginning to fall,… Continue reading Forever One, and Only
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