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e-devotion · 27 days
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those verses
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Those verses.  You know the ones I am talking about.  They might not be the same ones I am going to share, but you have some verses that often come to your mind, of you share often or they give you what you need, when you need it and so much from God.  
I share today a few of the verses that stick out for me and have for years.  Yes, I have shared them before.  They are good for me.  I bet they are good for you as well.  Check out mind.  These are, those verses.
James 1:2-4  NASB
Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance.  And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.
I first heard these when my aunt gave me some preaching tapes almost 40 years ago.  Powerful truth.  I need joy.  How about you?  I go through struggles.  How about you?
Now, another verse that has been mine for years.  This is good.  One of those verses.
Colossians 3:2  NASB
Set your mind on the things above, not on the things that are on earth.
When you don’t know what to think about, think about this.  I need this reminder.  How about you?
I often catch myself being anxious and needing peace.  Check out another of those verses.
Philippians 4:6-7  NASB
Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.  And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
Do you ever worry?  Don’t lie.  I need God to guard me, and those verses do that for me.  And that is why my life verse is this…
James 1:5  NASB
But if any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all generously and without reproach, and it will be given to him.
Those verses.  They stand out or come up in my life and in my mind often, and I need them.  How about you?  What are “those verses” for you?
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Trans made TTRPGs
Due to… recent events that I would rather not talk about, today's post is a highlight of different tabletop games made by trans peeps! These games are fantastic in their own right, of course, but you can also know that they were made by incredibly cool and attractive people
(Also, these are flyover descs of the game, they'll get more in-depth singular posts later, this is because I am lazy)
Perfect Draw is a phenomenal card game TTRPG that was funded in less than a day on backerkit, it's incredibly fun and has simple to learn hard to master rules for creating custom cards, go check it out!
Songs for the dusk is fucking good, pardon my language, but it's a damn good post apocalyptic game about building community in a post-capitalist-post-apocalypse-post-whatever world. do yourself a favor and if you only check out one game in this list, check this one out, its a beautiful game.
Flying Circus is set in a WW1 inspired fantasy setting full of witches, weird eldritch fish people (who are chill as hell), cults, dead nobility, and other such things. It's inspired by Porco Rosso primarily but it has other touchstones.
Wanderhome is a game about being cute little guys going on a silly adventure and growing as the seasons change, its GMless and very fun
https://weregazelle.itch.io/armour-astir Armour Astir has been featured in here before but its so damn good I had to post it twice. AA demonstrates a fundamental knowledge of the themes of mech shows in a way that very few other games show, its awesome
Kitchen Knightmares is… more of a LARP but its still really dang cool, its about being a knight serving people in a restaurant, its played using discord so its incredibly accessible
https://grimogre.itch.io/michtim Michtim is a game about being small critters protecting their forest from nasty people who wish to harm it, not via brutal violence (sadly) but via friendship and understanding (which is a good substitute to violence)
ok this technically doesn't count but I'm putting it here anyways cuz its like one of my favorite ttrpgs of all time TSL is a game about baring your heart and dueling away with people who you'll probably kiss 10 minutes later, its very very fanfic-ey and inspired by queer narratives. I put it here because its made by a team, and the expansion has a setting specifically meant to be a trans "allegory", so I'll say it counts, honestly just go check it out its good shit
https://willuhl.itch.io/mystic-lilies
Mystic Lillies is a game inspired by ZUN's Touhou Project about witches dueling powerful foes, each other, and themselves. Mystic Lillies features rapid character creation and a unique diceless form of rolling which instead uses a standard playing card deck.
https://preview.drivethrurpg.com/en/product/141424/nobilis-the-game-of-sovereign-powers-2002-edition I… want to do a more general overview on Jenna K as an important figure in indie RPG design, but for now just know that Nobilis is good
https://temporalhiccup.itch.io/apocalypse-keys Apocalypse Keys is a game inspired by Doom Patrol, Hellboy, X-men, and other comics about monstrousness being an allegory for disenfranchisement. Apocalypse Keys is also here because its published by Evilhat so its very cleaned up and fancy but I love how the second you check out the dev's other stuff you can tell they are a lot more experimental with their stuff, this is not a critique, it is in fact a compliment
Fellowship! I've posted about this game before, but it is again here. Fellowship has a fun concept that it uses very well mostly, its a game about defining your character's culture, and I think that's really really cool
Voidheart Symphony is a really cool game about psychic rebellion in a city that really does not like you, the more you discover for yourself the better
Panic at the Dojo is a phenomenal ttrpg based on what the Brazilian would call "Pancadaria", which basically means, fucking other's people shit up. Character Creation is incredibly open and free, meaning that many character concepts are available
Legacy 2e is a game about controlling an entire faction's choices across time, its very fun
remember to be kind to a trans person today! oh also don't even try to be transphobic in the reblogs or replies, you will be blocked so fast your head will spin
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leer-reading-lire · 5 months
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JOMP Book Photo Challenge || November || 26 || Best Worldbuilding
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moonytoastatmidnight · 2 months
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Upon rewatching The Fellowship of the Ring and half of The Two Towers I've realized that Sam and Frodo and Troy and Abed are really just the same people in different fonts aren't they
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chicago-geniza · 6 months
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The "former academic who became too disabled to continue their graduate studies-to-anarchist organizing" pipeline is perhaps unsurprisingly robust
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longreads · 2 years
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Our Braided Bread
The pandemic has made it difficult and sometimes scary for family and friends to gather around the same table to enjoy not just a delicious meal together, but the nourishment of one another's company. In this beautiful essay, Benjamin Dubow reflects on the process of baking challah each week for his Friday evening Shabbat meal using a sourdough starter lovingly called "Orlando," a living, breathing being that evolves as Dubow experiments with his recipe. Come for the bread, stay for the story, and revel in the fellowship and community.
Orlando and I have been working on this challah recipe since we moved to Ames two summers ago. I started with other recipes, including my sister’s and Joan Nathan’s, and tasted what they were about. Then, we tinkered.
To make the bread more tender, I’ve added more oil, a bit more sugar, a couple more eggs — and good ones at that. I try to use the best eggs I can find, eggs befitting a holy bread. The ones I get from Ron & Kristine up in Hubbard from chickens raised on Central Iowan pasture beam with sunlight transmuted into liquid gold. The yolks are nearly orange (the product of their foraged, insect-heavy diet) and color the dough so bright a yellow it looks as though I’ve added turmeric. Now, when I make challah with other eggs — even the nice ones I sometimes get from the co-op when my poultry people are out — the dough looks sad and wan by comparison. Unilluminated.
Then, of course, there is the added component of Orlando, whose presence in this Sabbath bread brings home for me the concept of shalom, though I can’t tell you exactly why that is the case. (Shalom means peace, shalom means welfare.) Only that the feeling I get when we bake together, and especially when we bake challah together, is the same sort of feeling I get when I’m home with my family for Shabbos. (Shalom means wholeness, means harmony.)  This, too, I cannot quite describe. Just that I feel a particular warmth in my heart and stomach, cheeks and toes. (Shalom is also used as a salutation — on the Sabbath, for instance, we say: Shabbat shalom.)
I think we’re pretty darn close to where it wants to be. In distinction to our usual sourdough loaf, our challah has a soft crust (though it still could be even softer) and a finer, closer crumb, the lattice of strands more braided pillow than agglutinated web.
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the-muppet-joker · 1 day
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Mr. The Frog I’m so ill and I desperately need well wishes, would you do me the honor of praying I get better? I hope you’re well, especially after everything with Ethan :)
I will personally ensure your recovery.
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literalcatpod · 6 months
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35 - Making the Squire with a Friend in Every Town and Stable in Fellowship
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Fellowship is a Lord of the Rings inspired fantasy adventure that puts a significant amount of worldbuilding power in the players' hands at the point of character creation. Cucumber Pip is your party's squire, he's a cat, the horses listen to him, and he's probably not the best at carrying your gear. But that's what the horses are for, right?
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Cover art and Intro/Outro music made by Joel Holland
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wayti-blog · 1 year
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“The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers and cities; but to know someone here and there who thinks and feels with us, and though distant, is close to us in spirit — this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden.”
- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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minecraftdreamer · 1 month
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The sun was setting, the last of its fiery tendrils gripping the edges of the sky, reluctant to concede to night. It drenched the village in a glow that seemed to ignite the rooftops, transforming simple wood into gilded terraces. The river, snaking through the heart of town, wore the reflection of the sun like the scales of a languid serpent. Boats lay anchored, and on their decks, men spoke little, their day's toil done, content in the silent camaraderie of shared labor.
In the distances, smoke from chimneys mingled with the evening haze, pillars of a temple devoted to the everyday. The homes of people, nested in close-knit alleys and byways, were havens of warmth and fellowship, their windows small eyes that gleamed with a welcoming light.
This was a place of simple complexities, a canvas textured by the hands of those who built and lived in its embrace. Each building, each ship, was not merely a structure but a story, a testament to the life that flowed within and around it.
Somewhere a child's laughter broke the hymn of the crickets, a sound both alien and fitting in this place where life trumpeted softly but insistently, weaving through the reeds along the water, creeping up the cobblestone streets, and claiming each heart with the subtle certainty of twilight shadows.
In the stillness of the looming night, the village waited, patient and eternal, cradled by the arms of earth and water, blessed by fire and air, as much a creature of this world as any living soul that walked its paths.
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e-devotion · 9 months
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Jesus is most important
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The following e-devotion was first shared in August of 2020.  It remains true and strong today.
Colossians 3:3-4  NLT
But Jesus deserves far more glory than Moses, just as a person who builds a house deserves more praise than the house itself. 4 For every house has a builder, but the one who built everything is God.
Jesus is more important than anyone or anything else.  There I said it.
This is not a popularity contest or a shouting match to get the most attention.  This is not a protest or a political statement.  Simply I acknowledge that my relationship with the one true and living God is the most important thing.  And it always will be.
If we could just for a moment focus on what matters, it might make more sense of all that is going on around the world.  Please know that this is not a statement to be controversial.  In fact this is just a statement of worship AND of worry.
Jesus is the most important.
No matter who is president, Jesus is still God and the only way to heaven.
Not matter the presence of the cancer or some other sickness or addiction, Jesus is still the help, hope and healer.
No matter the path of a storm or the impact left behind, Jesus is still peace and His presence is real.
For a few minutes today focus on the truth that Jesus is the most important.
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Fellowship
Fellowship is a tabletop rpg where each player creates their character and the character's culture, much of the game is focused around the culture clashes between the characters and how your character's culture shape who they are
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petes · 21 days
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(via Saturday Blessings with A Day of Faith and Fellowship)
What an amazing Saturday! My wife and I had an absolute blast spending time with our fellow brothers and sisters in Christ. Our journey to see the show “Daniel” at Sight & Sound was nothing short of fantastic.
"Let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching." - Hebrews 10:24-25 
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Beautiful Community
42 And they steadfastly persevered, devoting themselves constantly to the instruction and fellowship of the apostles, to the breaking of bread [including the Lord’s Supper] and prayers.
43 And a sense of awe (reverential fear) came upon every soul, and many wonders and signs were performed through the apostles (the special messengers).
44 And all who believed (who adhered to and trusted in and relied on Jesus Christ) were united and [together] they had everything in common;
45 And they sold their possessions (both their landed property and their movable goods) and distributed the price among all, according as any had need.
46 And day after day they regularly assembled in the temple with united purpose, and in their homes they broke bread [including the Lord’s Supper]. They partook of their food with gladness and simplicity and generous hearts,
47 Constantly praising God and being in favor and goodwill with all the people; and the Lord kept adding [to their number] daily those who were being saved [from spiritual death]. — Acts 2:42-47 | Amplified Bible Classic Edition (AMPC)   Amplified Bible, Classic Edition Copyright © 1954, 1958, 1962, 1964, 1965, 1987 by The Lockman Foundation. Cross References: Matthew 19:21; Luke 24:30; Acts 1:14; Acts 2:22; Acts 4:32; Acts 4:34-35; Acts 4:37; Acts 2:41; Acts 5:5; Acts 5:42; Acts 9:31; Acts 20:7
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architectuul · 5 months
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A Meditation In Berlin
To Bostjan and Martin Holding on to love
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Neue Wache, 2023 © Meriem Chabani
In the summer of 2023, I came looking for the sacred in Berlin. Curious of the fact that the German capital was the site of the future House of One, a shared ground of worship for the three main monotheistic religions, I wanted to investigate how faith intertwined with the fabric of the city. What forms of sacred practices had developed in formal and informal ways in the rich interwoven cultures of this European crossroad? What could we learn from their spatial expression? I was busy preparing my research itinerary, when, a couple of days before my arrival, I received news that the husband of the friend inviting me to Berlin had tragically passed.
The shock of sudden death brought back memories of loss and pain. It altered the way I could, and needed to engage with the city. I looked at the map. My eyes held onto the shape of old scars, onto the names of memorials and cemeteries. I was drawn into the sacred nature of places of remembrance.
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Holocaust Memorial, 2023 © Meriem Chabani
As I arrived in Berlin, I went straight to the Holocaust Memorial. Peter Eisenman and Buro Happold’s design was vivid in my mind, a powerful display that had caught my attention back when I was an architecture student. The sun was shining bright on the day of my visit, throwing stark lights and shadows on the concrete blocks. Being familiar with the architects’ design - their decision to offer uneven ground and varying block heights in order to invite reflection and unease - did not prepare me with the eerie sense of dread and sadness that I would experience. One of the main and unexpected factors of unease was the number of tourists walking the grounds alongside me. Dozens of people were talking loudly, screaming, laughing. I came across a child running, dashing through the blocks, then immediately vanishing away. Later, I saw a couple of instagramers taking selfies. The glaring sun made it hard to see properly ahead. Constantly running into strangers made me uneasy. As I went deeper and deeper into the labyrinth of stylized tombs, towering high above my own height, I was aware of a growing sensation of danger. Loud male voices echoed, and tall men would emerge suddenly, laughing, then disappear again. I left, feeling deprived of the meditation I had hoped for, from grounds that suddenly felt hostile. 
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Holocaust Memorial, 2023 © Meriem Chabani
At its core, sacredness is hard to define. It is something more easily felt than described. Thinking that maybe I needed some quiet, I walked towards the Brandenburger Tor. Right in the epicenter of Berlin’s most famous tourist location, the Room of Silence (Raum der Stille) has been built to allow for a space of rest for all, for “relaxation, prayer, remembrance, meditation and contemplation”. It embodies a functionalist approach to the sacred, like the oecumenic chapels one might find in hospitals or airports. The specificity of the German language gives it a special twist, “Stille” meaning both silence and immobility. I settled on a chair inside the white room and waited. A couple was present, but left after a few minutes. I sighed and tried to relax, looking around at the furniture, and the abstract painting on the wall. Yet all I could hear was the loud jackhammers from a nearby construction site, an ongoing drum that would not stop. In the room of silence, I found no silence and no rest. Maybe I would find it elsewhere.
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Raum Der Stille, 2023 © Meriem Chabani
On my way to the old Jewish Cemetery, I called my best friend and got lost. The cemetery I found instead was the St. Elisabeth-Friedhof. It is set in an open field, full of healthy trees and open lawns, with uncovered tombs, covered in grass, that made the place look like a Muslim cemetery. Mothers were walking around with babies in strollers and younger children, wandering calmly in the shade. Traces of love were scattered around, in the fresh flowers, in the decorative candles, in the words engraved in stone. I thought of the grief of my friend, and wondered what words of love he would choose. Later, I learned that the Berlin Wall once ran along the cemetery wall. The Wall did, in fact, follow the borders of cemeteries whenever it could, as my friend Fabian Saul, a long-time city expert, would later point out. Cemeteries offered open grounds, with limited demolition needed in order to erect the separation wall. The graves bore the brunt of the assault, with many being dug up, displaced or simply erased to make way for the fortified border. Upon hearing this story, I reflected on the people that had been shot on top of desecrated graves, layers upon layers of death. It sat at odds with the quiet beauty, with the children in strollers, with the apparent peace.
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St.Elisabeth-Friedhof, 2023 © Meriem Chabani
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Alter Garnison Friedhof, 2023 © Meriem Chabani
Exiting the St.Elisabeth-Friedhof through the north,I found myself walking through fields of hay, gently swaying in the breeze, shimmering in the setting sun. A massive metal cross was half buried in the ground, as if freshly fallen from the sky. I had stumbled upon the Chapel of Reconciliation, built in 1999 on the grounds of an ancient church, demolished by the East German Government only four years before the fall of the Berlin Wall, which ran right by its doors. The building was blown up, the cross on the tower fell, and it was hidden by church members until the reconstruction. Berlin architects Rudolf Reitermann and Peter Sassenroth collaborated with clay specialist Martin Rauch to design the first rammed earth church in Germany. The Chapel of Reconciliation emerges from the landscape as a natural extension, in wood and clay, as if ushering the reconnection of humans to fellow humans, and humans to the land.
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Chapel of reconciliation, 2023 © Meriem Chabani
When I told Fabian Saul, editor of Flaneur, about my quest for sacred spaces and remembrance, he took me to Koppenplatz, a small square that is host to one of the very first Holocaust memorials erected in Berlin. The memorial stands on top of a hidden burial ground, unmarked and nearly forgotten. In the 18th century, it was open to the poor, the orphans and suicides of the popular and jewish Scheunenviertel neighborhood. Today, the metal sculpture of an eerily familiar scene stands vigil in the square: the  “Deserted Room” represents a table with two chairs on a stylized parquet. One of the chairs lays on the ground, as if recently fallen, a powerful evocation of the forced displacements and deportations that emptied the neighborhood of its jewish population. As we strolled through the quaint square, reflecting on its history, walking on hidden graves, Fabian described how some of his friends would always avoid this place, describing a feeling of unease that they cannot quite understand. I pondered at the intertwined layers of remembrance, at the tree roots digging in the graves of the nameless departed.
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Koppenplatz, 2023 © Meriem Chabani
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Große Hamburger Straße memorials, 2023 © Meriem Chabani
Walking with grief, I had seen so many places of death and destruction in Berlin, and of eerie beauty. Yet somehow, the one that struck me the most was the Memorial of the Old Jewish Cemetery in the Mitte district. It used to be the city's oldest jewish cemetery, before being destroyed in 1943 by the Gestapo. Tombstones and human remains were forcibly removed. A zigzag trench was dug through the graveyard, the bones of the dead were pulled out of the ground and the gravestones were smashed. The deliberate effort to erase the very presence of the dead from the ground, to make the earth forget, to utterly and completely obliterate the memory of the departed, was chilling. Now, the cemetery had become a memorial park, and there were no more tombstones, and apart from a few famous ones, the names were lost. I stood at the gates for a long time. For the very first time in my life, I was seeing a cemetery for a cemetery. 
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Old Jewish Cemetery Memorial, 2023 © Meriem Chabani
My exploration of Berlin had mainly been solitary, and it was time for community. I left for the House of the Cultures of the World - (Haus der Kulturen der Welt), where I would meet my grieving friend, and fellow researchers from the LINA program. I arrived at the Water Basin,next to the temporary pavilion built by Raumlabor, with fringes that shimmered in the setting sun. In an unexpected turn of events, that very evening happened to be the re-opening of the Cultural center. Crowds of artists from Berlin and the Global South were convening under the invitation of new director Bonaventure Soh Bejeng Ndikung. The program read as “Acts of Opening Again. A Choreography of Conviviality”. Music, laughter and conversations were everywhere. Feeling both disconnected and energized by the crowd, I witnessed the rebirth of a long sleeping dream. 
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Raumlabor Pavilion, Haus der Kulturen der Welt, 2023 © Meriem Chabani
I found my friends by the water. We did not share a religion. But we held hands, and for the first time in my life, I led Salât El-Janaza, the prayer of the Dead.
إنّا لله و إنّا إليه راجعون
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Skulpturen gegen Krieg und Gewalt, 2023 © Meriem Chabani
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Meriem Chabani | Photo © Kaname Onoyama
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by Meriem Chabani (New South) - Digital Architectuul Fellow of LINA
Read also Architectuul' Digest HERE
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mysticalblizzardcolor · 5 months
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