My old body that you buried with the mud and the timber
And today my physical health went through the floor and my mood with it, but I hadn't known that boglands were permeating pop culture to the point of salt marsh gastronomy, biofictional art, and peat-distressed fashion. What a great time it would be for a proper home release of Michael Almereyda's The Eternal (1998). Have some further Rabbitology.

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Have some eel onna stick. It’ll still be here after the fall of capitalism.
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Post-capitalist eel!
*hugs*
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I have read it because
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Thank you!
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I really like how contemporary all the pieces are in materials and design, but once you see a tannin-stained, partly acid-eaten crocheted minidress, it's like, eh, looks like the Huldremose Woman to me.
From their press page, I found Piero D'Angelo who makes clothes from lichen and slime mold. I suspect I would be allergic to his entire collection, but visually I really approve.
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So sorry about the health crash. I hope it is a passing one, but in any case: *hugs*
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I never expect that to happen!
*hugs*
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When I splay my shoulder blades like tectonic plates
I’ll quake the ground
(Footprints blazing down like meteorites)
--Yes.
Very sorry about your health. May bog culture lift you up, not drag you down.
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Thank you!
(I love the song. I had no idea of the band until this spring and I am so glad of them.)
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*hugs*
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Boglands are indeed having A Moment.