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the words weren’t mine

Once, walking home on a clear Princeton night, when a friend remarked, Looking at the stars, I feel my own futility, Panovsky replied, All I feel is the futility of the stars

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29 May 2026
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22 May 2026
you in global volatility too?

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21 May 2026
# 19

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8 May 2026
When I go down in a lift, I get the same sensation in my stomach as when I’m coming. Freud says nothing about sex and going downstairs

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7 May 2026
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24 Apr 2026
Here break we off our sundry languages

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23 Apr 2026
# 17

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10 Apr 2026
No one’s fit for shit, Jep. Take it from the queen of misfits

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9 Apr 2026
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27 Mar 2026

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