Have I said anything about Miranda July here before? I've been listening to the The Binet-Simon Test at work lately, because I'm apparently trying to drive myself completely effing insane.
If you haven't listened to any of her albums before, imagine little spoken word weirdnesses that are very much like short horror films in your ear.
The black car is not a real car. It is a rubber decoy car. We repeat: the black car is not a real car. Blink if you understand this.
"Medical Wonder":
My Weekend Crush (Fascism)
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Look, as a rule, we don’t center men – especially straight white men – here
at Surrenders. But in these extreme simultaneously stupid and scary times,
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