Elizabeth Choux on Nostr: It’s Easter Sunday in Los Angeles which means the universe felt the need to send me ...
It’s Easter Sunday in Los Angeles which means the universe felt the need to send me flying up into the air and down onto my ass atop the lethal-when-wet yellow plastic braille bumpers at our street corner, so that some asshole could shout “he is risen!” at 7:30 in the morning.
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