Uncloistered

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  “She gazed ahead through a long reach of future days strung together like pearls in a rosary, every one like the others, and all smooth and flawless and innocent, and her heart went up in thankfulness. Outside was the fervid summer afternoon; the air was filled with the sounds of the busy harvest of men and birds and bees; there were halloos, metallic clatterings, sweet calls, and long hummings. Louisa sat, prayerfully numbering her days, like an uncloistered nun.” A New England Nun By Mary E. Wilkins Freeman (1852–1930)

Double Wrong


 MeWe and Parler are still accessible on the web if Apple and Google already removed them from their app stores. I support free speech.

Update: Amazon will no longer provide service to Parler, who will go silent until further notice (hopefully until Tuesday). Standard publishers are refusing to publish many authors, including government officials. Hang on to your books, people! 

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