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Mother ‘reunites’ with dead daughter in virtual reality
James Joyce to his wife:
My prick was stuck in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump. I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes. At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue came bursting out through your lips and if a gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual, fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole.
Jon Rafman and Dasha Nekrasova on the Horror We Call Life
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a chair, on a sunny friday afternoon. it was intended to be a steel chair version of a little koala and it's mama. 🖇 koala hug, "a chair" series, 2023. #CHAIR #FURNITUREDESIGN #STEELCHAIR
Wrapped Armchair by Christo and Jean-Claude, 1964 #ChairOnly
BOTH SOLD - Handmade Wood & Hide Chairs Sold separately Available online ———— #vogueliving #interiordesign #vintagefurniture #elledecor #livingroomdecor #guidofaleschini #spaceage #mariobellini #archdigest #vintagehomedecor #pierrepaulin #massimovignelli #gaeaulenti #70sdesign #jeanprouve #harrybertoia #percivallafer #desede #miesvanderrohe #vicomagistretti #midcenturyfurniture #marcelbreuer #pierrejeanneret #michelducaroy #vintageinterior #midcentury #luigimassoni #giancarlopiretti #mariapergay #arnenorell
A similar homology applies to the term “terrorism.” During the period of Jewish struggle against the British military in Palestine, “terrorist” had a positive connotation. In the late 1940s, American newspapers ran an advertisement with the headline, “Letter to the Terrorists of Palestine,” wherein the Hollywood screenwriter Ben Hecht wrote, “My Brave Friends. You may not believe what I write you, for there is a lot of fertilizer in the air at the moment. The Jews of America are for you.” #israel #palestine #hamás
‘Loving Chair’ by Shimpachro Ishigami, 1988 #ChairOnly
