If I write a symphony about nostr, it’s called “MOAR.”

please add me too.

thank you, Jeff! :)

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…the quantum terror continues…

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I’ve just returned from what seems like a clarifying run where I saw a bird, perhaps, think like me and feel what I feel.

Oh, I dunno, perhaps…

…perhaps it too thought

“Oh, I do love the spring.”

loud, unprincipled idiots don’t care about anything except feeling pumped up.