Peas and Cougars
Btw, in that first frame I’m supposed to be filing my nails, but in retrospect it looks like I’m confused by a strange joint. Feel free to use whatever interpretation works best for you.
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I'm a writer, podcaster and photographer, sometime poet and philosopher, who is figuring out who she was meant to be.
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