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local queer disaster pack of critters | ΘΔ &
mid 20s


How beloved, our ability to create! How grand it feels to place a word, a line, a note, and let it become the root of a thousand images! And how fucking fortunate we are to get to share in this beauty with all of you.

May we share tomorrow again, and so many more days to come. Goodnight, everyone!

The Critter leaves before you can catch their face. On the floor, you notice the box, open and empty.


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