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It is hard to cope with happiness. This is the best period of my life ever, bar
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none. I have time to learn, discuss, work, clean, I'm wearing clean clothes and
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can take regular showers. I don't know how to process it. I've never in my life
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been in such a good environment with such good friends and I don't know how to
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cope with getting rides everywhere, having meals made for me, my laundry done
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by someone else.
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I've been very self sufficient for a little while now. I did my laundry at
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either a laundromat with money I had earned from work or with my own hands in a
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work sink with soap purchased with money I had earned from work. Often the
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latter so I could afford to eat food I had prepared with ingredients I had
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purchased with money I had earned from work, or food I had prepared during
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work. A washing machine doesn't fit in a backpack, nor a dryer, though in a
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pinch when walking I could hang clothes off the backpack to get at least a side
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of them dry before getting to where I could change out of what I was wearing.
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In order to change my clothes I had to find a public bathroom, ideally a Burger
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King because I was an employee there but in a pinch if I was fast enough a gas
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station would work, put my backpack and clothes on the often dirty floor, and
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strip down in a stall or in better cases when a stall was a room a full
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restroom. I had to do it fast because gas station attendants and fast food
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workers can smell homelessness on you, the hopelessness and stench of hand
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washed clothing. It is in the modern era equivalent to smelling addiction and
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on occasion I would be accused of taking so long in the bathroom to shoot up
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heroin. There was never sympathy or understanding or even acceptance. Because I
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was homeless, noticeably so, I was considered subhuman, vermin.
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There was no way to take a shower. Gym bathrooms work if you're cisgender or
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living in a generally trans-friendly area. I was not. A shower for me was the
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bathroom at work, before work, where I used my laundry soap and a bandanna to
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swab my arms, face, neck, chest, and armpits. I had to be quick because the
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morning workers liked to spread rumors about my being a homeless addict,
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an immediately obvious falsehood to those who knew me but slander for those who
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didn't. I wasn't troubled that people knew I was homeless because while
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violence likes to come for those on the streets, vermin that can be tortured
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and killed the same way rats and cockroaches are in apartments, I was charming,
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witty, somewhat educated or seemingly, and tried to be as kind as possible to
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others. I tried to be a representable member of the unhoused and of the
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trannies, to appeal to those cretins with their ceilings and simpler thoughts.
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In order to change my clothes, if in the apartment, I take my clothes off and
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put different clothes on. In order to take a shower I go to the bathroom, take
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my clothes off, and turn the shower tap. Less pain, less ink. Can I get used to
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this? Should I? When I see Subarus outside I wonder if I could have survived
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the winter. It was cold as fuck sleeping outside in October. Sometimes I wonder
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if I did die in that car. If this is heaven. I wonder if I did die in that car
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and so now if I am a different person than who entered. I wonder if Toni is
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still where I left her in the parking lot, if she's rotting from disuse and if
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the cardboard I used to seal the rear window is molding. The picture of Dorian
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Grey.
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Happy birthday my dears.
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Oedipus
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1 Iam nocte Titan dubius expulsa redit
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now night Titan doubt expel I return
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1 I return at night now to dubious Titan
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2 et nube maestus squalida exoritur iubar,
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& to cloud sad foul become radiance
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2 and to the foul, sorry smog that had become its radiance,
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3 lumenque flamma triste luctifica gerens
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4 prospiciet avida peste solatas domos,
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5 stragemque quam nox fecit ostendet dies.
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Some stuff is failing in Rust. I'll put this stuff here which is part of the
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Some stuff is failing in Rust. I'll put this stuff here which is part of the
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