Rage notes
Happy belated mother's day
There is something about living in a city like Brooklyn in spring. You will witness and smell the bursting of trees and all the pink/blue/purple/white flowers everywhere and also at the same time be confronted by all of humanity exploding out of their homes onto the streets in all our imperfect beautiful glory.
Some of that human condition looks like ra…
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