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January 30, 2025

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Patience! coy singers of the Delphic wood,
The brightest sun tempts forth the viper brood;
And, of all insects buds and blooms enclose,
The one that stinks the most infests the rose.

Thought:

“And I know you’ve heard motherfuckers telling you when they get interviewed, “Oh man, I never saw myself getting here.” Yeah I saw myself getting here, and I see myself getting even bigger. If I didn’t see that, then I wouldn’t have ever started this shit.”

Freddie Gibbs

Christian Molenaar

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