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I stumbled across this short story today. It's written by the same person that wrote that aritcle a while ago about how everyone is beautiful but no one is horny, RS Benedict. Anyway, I really liked it and want to spread it around.

Basically, there's an art gallery containing art made out of living flesh. They're having an exhibit with a bunch of boobs, and the main piece is this giant mass of tits. It's super weird and engaging.

I heard the news yesterday and I'm so excited. I remember being an actual teenage girl getting into Linux and being so disappointed that HM Linux was out of date. Pretty sure I still tried it out though, i probably still have the thumb drive. What's exciting here is that the process to make something like this doesn't sound too hard. So, Terrarium Linux? Brain Linux?

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This cannot be good. I really liked this article in The Guardian. It was very interesting but very very scary. Plus, the art done for it is banging. The artist is John Provencher. As an aside, I really highly recommend his website. His style is very mesmerizing and appealing to me and there's a bunch of great photos and gifs, like this Machine Girl poster.

On a darker note, pseudoscience in the courtroom is a tale as old as pseudoscience (probably, don't fact check me pls). It offends me to my core to see neuroscience used in this way and my heart breaks for those affected.

"That's the thing about depression. It's wispy, fine, feathery, flyaway, the fizz from a soda pop can. It's smoke and mist and spider webs that can't be contained in a single cupped hand or pulled from the sky like a star on a string. It's a thousand layers of nothing that weigh more than a pile of bricks. It's a quilt stitched from squares of fog and fuzz and shadow and jet black crow feathers that presses down on me like a lead apron."

from Leaving Normal: Adventures in Gender by Rae Theodore.