I've been posting, on and off, about the need for art to get us through it all. Art and joy and things like that. Though it is bread we fight for, we fight for roses too. Love will see us through, if anything does.

"Take the figs to make your body live, the beer to rejoice your heart."
Take the figs to make your body live, the beer to rejoice your heart. (OGC)

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