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rivervox · 1 year
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Would appreciate reblogs to reach a wider sample size!
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rivervox · 1 year
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rivervox · 1 year
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Nice and Accurate
In The Banshees of Inishirin, there is a crone character named Mrs. McCormick who predicts bad things will happen. When someone challenges her, saying “it isn’t very nice,” she says “but it’s accurate!” This made think of Agnes Nutter immediately and I just had to come here to Tumblr in the hopes that some other Good Omens fans heard it!
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rivervox · 1 year
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So powerful. 💜
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"When I choose to see the good side of things, I’m not being naive. It is strategic and necessary. It’s how I learned to survive through everything."
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rivervox · 1 year
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Hi, it's me. Annabelle.
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Who are you today?
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rivervox · 2 years
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So say we all.
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rivervox · 2 years
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Relaxing and inspiring visualization of our ocean currents.
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rivervox · 2 years
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Open ocean marine predator chart. I will give it no context
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rivervox · 2 years
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Love this meme, though I’m not on board with Pete Davidson. I’d put David Tennant in the center and add Taika Waititi as a line cook.
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behold my masterpiece
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rivervox · 2 years
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She is magnificent in this film. I hope it comes to streaming soon because it's brilliant, hilarious and important.
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Michelle Yeoh for GQ
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rivervox · 2 years
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Panel from Sandman Vol. II, No. 4  Hope in Hell Writer: Neil Gaiman Penciler: Sam Kieth Inker: Mike Dringenberg Colourist: Robbie Busch Letter: Todd Klein
When I find myself in times of trouble, Brother Morpheus comes to me...
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rivervox · 5 years
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rivervox · 6 years
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Happy October!
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when i was very small i assumed this song was about some lady who literally kept a human face in a jar by the door and since father mckenzie buried her that meant that he also killed her and basically i thought eleanor rigby was about zombies until i was like 12 years old
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rivervox · 6 years
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rivervox · 6 years
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Service Doggo?
hi! can you give me a boost? i’d happily take donations too!
https://www.gofundme.com/2m6q2-service-dog
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rivervox · 6 years
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...the opposite of fascism isn't anarchy, it's theater. When the world is fucked, you go to the theater, you go to the shine, and when the bad men come, all there is left to do is sing them down.
Space Opera by Catherynne M. Valente
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rivervox · 6 years
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Love that dirty water.
boston gothic
- there is no grid system in boston. every street is a circle. you miss your turn and try to double back, but the asphalt is giving way to cobblestone. you can hear muskets just ahead.
- boston common always closes at 9pm. it locks from the inside.
- you walk out of mike’s pastry in the north end and the streets are deserted. there’s a rumbling beneath your feet. it smells like molasses.
- every time you crane your head to peek down the dark subway tunnel for the train, you can see two bright pinpricks of light in the distance. they’ve been there for 30 years, watching. you look away and try not to breathe.
- they’re always trying to fill the pot holes and the cracks in the sidewalks. it’s from the ice, they say. come morning, the holes always return. bigger. deeper.
- the next train will arrive in 5 minutes. days have passed; winter is setting in. the next train will arrive in 5 minutes.
- you arrive at logan airport and it’s empty. the intercom crackles, “this is the final boarding call.” no flight is specified. it’s time to go.
- the red line train pulls up, empty. you get on and it comes to a sudden halt in the tunnel. the lights go off. you hear the muffled sounds of ‘sweet caroline’ in the distance. it’s getting closer.
- the citgo sign looms above the brownstones. no matter how far you walk, it is always there. 
- you hear rustling. it’s just the turkeys, you say. you hear screams echo in harvard square. it’s just the turkeys.
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