i spent three days in a berkeley coop named lothlorien where the "elves" appear in the communal kitchen each morning to make coffee wearing [ sometimes ] nothing but crocheted ponchos. i went tidepooling in marin and put my finger in a sea anemone and yelled when its tiny waving attachments tried to suck me in. there is an unwritten rule that san
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