The New Yorker
Not today Justin
Today's Document
macklin celebrini has autism
Jules of Nature
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Cosmic Funnies

ellievsbear

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titsay
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pixel skylines

#extradirty

bliss lane
noise dept.
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

blake kathryn
EXPECTATIONS
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@skeery
The New Yorker
Artworks by _dagou
Not ever
Molly Crabapple for The Verge
Tung Ming-Chin
“Now that the days are shorter and the nights are cold, when I look out the windows I have begun to notice something that surprises me and holds me. There is a richness in the light. It is as if, in becoming scarce, in knowing that it has less time to spread its gold over where we are, it lets loose something more intense, something that is filled with shivering clarity.”
— The Testament of Mary by Colm Toibin
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people who are hell-bent upon getting to the bottom of you
Gordon Mortensen (b. 1938), Meadows Ridge, Woodcut on Paper
Double Portrait, Lucian Freud
The street where you live, Jeremy Miranda