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fat is ok

This morning on our walk, I said good morning to the weird new guy on the corner like usual.  And I waved.  He slightly smiled and waved back.  I was surprised and very happy; always before, I said good morning and he just looked at me weird.  This is a huge victory!  Oh, to be… Read More »

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Dangerous Compassions

trash is beautiful

Hey, did you know I’m fat and against fascism?  Probably you noticed. My trike wheel is in the shop, supposed to be done Friday.  We went for a walk out of desperation.  “Walking seems so slow and the incorrect ratio of work to travel,” I told Ming.  “I wish I could trike everywhere!” But the… Read More »