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When the Internet Still Felt Like a Place, I Went There to Forget About My Body
On the internet, I didn’t have a body. It was like astral projecting into a secret treehouse with other non-embodied weirdos.
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Podcasts and Tarot Reading Showed Me How to Be Real Instead of “Good”
It is not enough to be pretty. It is not enough to be obedient, or deferential, or useful. Being not a problem is not enough for a person to live on.
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You’re in Good Virtual Hands: On ASMR, Anxiety, Relaxation in the Side-Hustle Economy, and Being Baby
In this strange territory of dorkiness, role-playing, and absurd props, there is something like real magic, and it makes me shiver.