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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So sorry about the health crash. I hope it is a passing one, but in any case: *hugs*