art deco mansion from the 1930s. it was built originally with all ramps and no stairs. i work on the roof sometimes, and since it's on a hill, it's a nice view. things could be worse.
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art deco mansion from the 1930s. it was built originally with all ramps and no stairs. i work on the roof sometimes, and since it's on a hill, it's a nice view. things could be worse.
how can u NOT luv the riff in this song?
love the melodies, sounding slightly out of tune
"shoulda been my high school lover"
cool interview with argentina band TREMOR
Today, I slept in a bit at my boyfriend's house, went to class (where we talked about the amazing film "Yesterday" about a South African woman) and rehearsal and edited my thesis and term paper for South African Lit.
It's very cold outside. This song is keeping me warm.
In other words, because we are all interconnected, none of us can be ‘without’ Winnie, or Sarah Baartman, or Penelope, or ourselves. And to be our fullest selves, and have our ‘giftedness’ released, we have to accept one another as part of ourselves. Instead of judging and rejecting one another, women should actively, kindly, remove one another from the banishment as aberration – a term and a place that we construct when we refuse to care.
from "What the Hell is Penelope Doing in Winnie's Story?" by Antje Krog