Soundtracks For Personal Journeys, and Other Ways Humanity Redeems Itself
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Why, hello! So last night, I texted a friend: “It’s 25 degrees here and I walked out of temple and the sun is setting and everything is twilight blue and smells like blooming jasmine and sea salt and I’m so comforted by it and overwhelmed with love for this stupid town.”
Soundtracks For Personal Journeys, and Other Ways Humanity Redeems Itself
Soundtracks For Personal Journeys, and Other…
Soundtracks For Personal Journeys, and Other Ways Humanity Redeems Itself
Why, hello! So last night, I texted a friend: “It’s 25 degrees here and I walked out of temple and the sun is setting and everything is twilight blue and smells like blooming jasmine and sea salt and I’m so comforted by it and overwhelmed with love for this stupid town.”