NireBryce

reality is the battlefield

the first line goes in Cohost embeds

🐥 I am not embroiled in any legal battle
🐦 other than battles that are legal 🎮

I speak to the universe and it speaks back, in it's own way.

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email: contact at breadthcharge dot net

I live on the northeast coast of the US.

'non-functional programmer'. 'far left'.

conceptual midwife.

https://cohost.org/NireBryce/post/4929459-here-s-my-five-minut

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So, in 2014, I had a dream.

I was walking down the main road of Central Square, Cambridge MA, basically part of Boston. I lived in Somerville, at the time, a few red line stops up.

Anyway. I round a corner, to where the busses gather in an unofficial depot, since there's a lot of stops there. And what do I see, but a large bus, on it's side, with paratransit vans suckling from gas pumps positioned as if they were teats on a pig.

(if you're wondering, it was ten pumps, two rows of five, so the average litter size would be 5)

anyway I was reminded of this by a random post about busses, and now you're stuck with it.


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