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181As if the blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world.
Albert Camus, The Stranger (via liquidnight)
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One of the jobs I’ve found today is a library technician posting in Alaska, which sounds like the beginning of a delightfully trashy romance novel, so I think someone should look into it.
Her Frigid Stacks
Best Reserved Cold
Thaw Overdue
Northern Bound
Arctic Through Ardent
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PAUSE IT! Let it load, and turn your sound on. Trust me.
“Trance” by Amin Balaghi
