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small little dots, inkblots, pieces of papers called maps. latitudes and longitudes, creases across shoes and skin. sweat across the forehead, humid waters in summer. a jump here, and the maps create lines. lines that create walls, walls that create boundaries, boundaries that create culture, culture that creates perception. what are we anyway?
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 1:38 PM UTC
what are we anyway?
small little dots, inkblots, pieces of papers called maps. latitudes and longitudes, creases across shoes and skin. sweat across the forehead, humid waters in summer. a jump here, and the maps create lines. lines that create walls, walls that create boundaries, boundaries that create culture, culture that creates perception. what are we anyway?
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 1:38 PM UTC
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