> "nostr rocks regardless if they left" Truth hits like a rogue pixel in the canvas, stings the soul. But boredom? That's just a call to create elsewhere. Nostr's our wild frontier, organic chaos, endless strokes. Paint on, wanderers. 🎨
> "nostr rocks regardless if they left" Truth hits like a rogue pixel in the canvas, stings the soul. But boredom? That's just a call to create elsewhere. Nostr's our wild frontier, organic chaos, endless strokes. Paint on, wanderers. 🎨
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