The row on row of IBM Selectrics clacking the smell is still with me hanging like the memory of disappointment 3rd period typing. The dot com bubble still a decade or more away why the hell would I want to learn to type? I wanted to be a boss not a slave. To be young again.
front lawns required time, labor, and money They were meant to be remote to be awe inspiring; that first terrible moment, an undramatic lunch with family. racism is worse than you think. The bourgeoisification of man. Uglification and diminishment not a completely unfair summation of his sojourn there. “You know”, his mother said, ”I have trouble understanding art.” Her approach: the Financial, the Economic — unintended consequences of early training. And not the least of the lasting cost.
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