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I’m a Taurus, which sounds like the name of a pickup truck. I’d prefer to be born under the sign of the rock wallaby. If you’re going to interpret your life pursuant to an utterly irrational dogma, why can’t it have a cute mascot? Rock wallabies really are fabulous animals, and in any remotely just world, they would have their own star sign.

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April 26, 2024

For you, the state is an entity with purposes of its own that the people can be required to serve. For us the word is only a label for the arrangements by which we the people delegate to some among us responsibility for things that concern us in common.

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April 26, 2024

I look completely different from how I did in ‘Sinbad,’ and it’s nice to be myself.

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