2024-05-19 19:53:07
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by npub1dy7…ljz5
I’m not the one saying that. Your POLICY is: We may change this Privacy Policy from time to time. If we make changes, we will notify you by revising the date at the top of this notice and, in some cases, we may provide you with additional notice (such as adding a statement to our Website or sending you a notification). We encourage you to review this Privacy Policy regularly to stay informed about our information handling practices and the choices available to you.
We encourage you to review this Privacy Policy regularly… 🤣🤣🤣 WTF
« yes your honor, we did change the privacy policy on our users but we did change the date as promised and we made it clear to them that they’d better check the policy regularly, coz, hum, we were going to change it »
2024-05-19 19:51:56
by npub1dzl…6jpr
I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn't quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.
- The Bell Jar