Chapter 1 of the Sufferer’s Cookbook We call it the shit factory. In Sheepshead Bay there’s a sewage treatment plant. It’s an unavoidable landmark because,…
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Chapter 1 of the Sufferer’s Cookbook We call it the shit factory. In Sheepshead Bay there’s a sewage treatment plant. It’s an unavoidable landmark because,…
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Leave a CommentEasy choices, hard life. Hard choices, easy life. – Pavel Tsatsulin Morning routines are overrated. As someone who has overcomplicated them, I know how unsustainable…
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Leave a CommentWhat if I told you that the last car you drove in – or the car you own – was engineered by someone who’s never…
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