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Temper at the Prospect
How our lively natures were rapt away by post-modern science fiction “What temper at the prospect did not wakeTo happiness unthought of? The inertWere roused, and lively natures rapt away!” William Wordsworth February 2021 — Why doesn’t ugly start a revolution? The intellectual farmacie of traditional media, rife with fit, reasonably attractive folks earn profiles…
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Thinking About Zuihitsu
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