The Miseducation of Cameron Post, 2018

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The Miseducation of Cameron Post, 2018
No death cab for ugly? Ugly has to walk?
2020-01-21
Ho finalmente capito che quella collega, quella che ti racconta sempre tutto quello che ti viene detto alle spalle e anche ciò che non ti riguarda, che ti chiede sempre la tua opinione su cose di cui potresti fare a meno di sapere ecc, non è affidabile. Non devi raccontarle i cazzi tuoi
it’s amazing how women are able to navigate crowded rooms without ever touching a palm to a man’s lower back
Palacio de Cristal, Parque de El Retiro, Madrid, España
The Wellspring, Brendon Burton
On the northwest Belgian coast, there is a little known tradition: shrimp fishing on horseback. The activity consists of what its name describes: fishing shrimp on a horse. In the 15th century, shrimp fishing on horseback was still practised on the North Sea coasts in France, the Netherlands and even the South of England. This activity represented an extra revenue needed for the household. Nowadays there is only one place in which it is still ongoing: Oostduinkerke, a sub-municipality of the municipality of Koksijde.
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Armor of Holy Roman Emperor Ferdinand I (1503–1564)
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Quando sono da sola in giro e sento un gruppo di uomini ridere vado in agitazione e mi irrigidisco. Mi stavo chiedendo perché e ci sono arrivata: ho sentito così spesso quel suono associato a molestie che ho subito io, che hanno subito mie amiche oppure a racconti di molestie e violenze (ma racconti così, volontari in pubblico senza alcuna remora) che per me è diventato una sirena. Non è che “odio gli uomini” è che se continuo ad avere stimoli per rivivere il trauma non ne uscirò mai
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"The Kiss of the Oceans"
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