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— I was raised by my dad? Nature? Nurture? Sweet mystery of life? —

— I was raised by my dad? Nature? Nurture? Sweet mystery of life? —

Maybe we never know what small moments of resistance work until much later —

Maybe we never know what small moments of resistance work until much later —

No, there is no pattern. Instead ...

No, there is no pattern. Instead ...

“I think perfection is ugly."

“I think perfection is ugly."

That’s what the broken own. We own magic.

That’s what the broken own. We own magic.

The ambivalence-toward-clothes-to-making-clothes pipeline.

The ambivalence-toward-clothes-to-making-clothes pipeline.

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