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The gateway to the Fortress in Coburg, 1925 by Kurt Hielscher

I got my Kobo Glo today and the first book I read on it was “I Could Pee on This: And Other Poems by Cats” by Francesco Marciuliano.

siriusc:

I think I just did what I said was annoying a few hours ago.

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theknidianaphrodite:

Beautiful mannequins photo by umbo (otto umbehr 1928)

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Don’t fool yourself. English isn’t inherently superior, or easier to learn, or more sonically pleasing. Its international usage comes from forceful assimilation and legacy of colonialistic injection. It isn’t a deed that one should take pride in.
— my uncle left this comment on his friend’s Facebook status, a white British man who was bragging about how easy it is to be a native English speaker when trekking to different nations. (via maarnayeri)

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I’m watching “Unknown” right now and it’s so funny to see all those places in Berlin I know.

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hollyhocksandtulips:

Showgirl Dale Strong, 1952

Photo by Lisa Larsen for LIFE

The mind is a superb instrument if used rightly. Used wrongly, however, it becomes very destructive. To put it more accurately, it is not so much that you use your mind wrongly—you usually don’t use it at all. It uses you. This is the disease. You believe that you are your mind. This is the delusion. The instrument has taken you over.
— Eckhart Tolle (via lazyyogi)