holding pattern

Folks,  I’ve literally been going from my house to the nearest cup of coffee to work to more coffee to somewhere else to my bed every day, and I’m looking forward to that experience changing this weekend when I lock myself up and write fiction until my heart can’t take it anymore. There have, however, been some excellent feminist adventures to tell of. In the meantime, here are some photos I took at the Brooklyn Flea last summer.

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