From Mother Jones, Solitary Confinement: A Brief Natural History.
Left, from here.
This green, outdoor air shower is the stuff of dreams.
Getting into the cloth and other non-metal necklaces...Dream Machine points out this beautiful silk creation.
All the Yelp complaints and scandal are bumming me out - I love me some Yelp.
"We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations." - Anaïs Nin
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