The Muppets live on, their human collaborators pass away. It’s not a privilege, it’s a curse. They want nothing more than to one day join them, but this they will not be afforded. They will outlive even young Sabrina. It isn’t time to mourn. It’s time to play the music.
lead tampon in me while i eat my listeria meat & cyclospora riddle veggies and wash it all down with microplastic water. afterwards, i inhale wildfire smoke and listen to the serene sounds of the data center built across the street. there’s a flock cam too recording it all
Letterboxd is functioning exactly as it should and gives its users the precise experience they want, which is antithetical to everything tech companies believe in