We're in the middle of a class war, my friends. We're so distracted we haven't always seen it. But it's real. Proud of my husband, his union, and the little change makers we're raising to stand firm and fight for the working class.
In solidarity,
M.
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Welcome to the Mercurial Muser
I hope you remember to see yourself, first and foremost, as a soul. Not as a body made to be productive—another set of hands on the assembly line. Not as a face meant to be admired, simply because you look pleasing with your costume on. Not as a name, a role, or a master status. Just a soul—colliding with other souls on an industrialized space rock, for a finite flicker of time.
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