green like brand new, green like I don't know better
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summer in this city is a con and I fall for it every time
it gets me every time hi subscribers. This past weekend was a long holiday weekend in the US, which is why there wasn’t a discussion thread on Monday, and why I’m a little late sending out a newsletter this week. but to make up for it, this is an extra post for paying subscribers only. there’ll be a public post tomorrow, and maybe we’ll do a conversation pit later this week, or maybe it’ll just be back next week on Monday. if you enjoy this post or any of the other subscriber-only content on here, tell your friends, and loved ones, and anyone else, to subscribe. I hope all of you had a…
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