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  1. So, my previous apartment – it was in Leiden, on a narrow medieval street, and the buildings were all quite old so they weren't all built to the same standard floor-height, and the windows were all huge. As a result, I could look out my window and have a crystal clear view of the floor of the living room across from me, where some college girls lived.

    One day, they had some guy-friends over. And I happened to glance out the window and see one of these boys, mid-conversation, casually and smoothly drop to the floor, execute The Worm with flawless undulations, and spring back to his feet all in one effortless motion, carrying on like nothing happened.

    I'm haunted by it. Haunted by this impossibly cool guy I was never meant to perceive, this stolen glimpse of perfection. Where is he now, and is he doing The Worm?

  2. that dirt road in New Hampshire doesn't even have Street View; my other, equally late grandparents' house near Boston does, but I had to walk up and down the street view several times to even find it, because some jackass cut down the trees, tore out the gardens and added a cheap-looking absurdly large garage that is bigger than the entire actual four-bedroom house

    and the current owners have put up a big angry sign complaining that they're suing the town because the property evaluator didn't disclose that this cheap, shoddy garage is a huge fucking fire hazard 🔥

  3. It is a strange feeling, how quickly and easily I can open Google Maps and zoom out from my house in Amsterdam, scroll a bit across the Atlantic, zoom back in on the Appalachians and find the three little rectangles that represent my late grandparents' house, workshed and barn on a dirt road in the woods 5500 kilometers away

  4. you: trying to figure out how the first anvil was forged without an anvil

    me: wondering how Ludwig Ernst Hans Burmester made the first French curve without a French curve but more importantly, why are they called French curves if the inventor was German

  5. A young boy that I suspect was probably a Ukrainian refugee came up and asked in English if he could pet Odin "because this is my favorite breed of dog," and then clearly began arguing with his mother in their native language that see, it's fine, he's ready for the responsibility of a dog over twice his size

    then we ran into Ace; despite living in the same building, we hadn't seen him in weeks. He's grown enough to be more of a fun playmate for Odin, shown here being very Normal about it

  6. If you'd like a small little thing to try for , how about this tutorial for how to sew-bind a small book baum-kuchen.net/blogs/analogue

  7. my husband's at a local fighting game tournament and he's beating the guys that a year ago were his personal Red on the Mountain

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