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@blue-sonikku.bsky.social

https://beacons.ai/bluesonikku

Hey, fellas, before you write that white hot take about how rape is such a tricky thing and, I mean, who can really say what happened and, you know, maybe we should not be too judgmental, I'd like to remind you that instead you can simply shut the fuck up.

If we're doing map discourse, one of my most old-person-coded beliefs is that you should be able to glance at a map and *generally* know the directions and landmarks and have a sense of how to navigate w/o Siri's step-by-step directions Like "we follow the highway to the lake and then to this town"

My dad was a poet so I could never really join in when the other boys would argue about whose dad could beat up the other dads, but I was confident that my dad could make your dad feel seen in ways that would quietly devastate him.