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She smiled at us both, brightly. She really was pretty, for a grown-up, but when you are seven, 
beauty is an abstraction, not an imperative. I wonder what I would have done if she had smiled at me 
like that now: whether I would have handed my mind or my heart or my identity to her for the asking, 
as my father did.
— Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane
If I was your girlfriend
Would you let me dress you
I mean, help you pick out your clothes
Before we go out
Not that you're helpless
But sometimes, sometimes
Those are the things that bein' in love's about
If I was your one and only friend
Would you run to me if somebody hurt you
Even if that somebody was me?
— Prince, If I Was Your Girlfriend
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Reflecting on the interaction between interiors and psychology, Atelier Biagetti presented NO SEX, a pastel pink clinic for sexual rehabilitation. Designers Alberto Biagetti and Laura Baldassari saw it as an innocent pleasure house where patients could detox or retox as required. Decorated with a daybed, pink leather seating, clinical curtains, plush plants and optician’s eye charts, the clinic’s furnishing was designed with the intention of being made for one, but wide enough for two.
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(It's been the 50th anniversary of Akhmatova's death this March, and we failed to acknowledge it. I feel really bad)
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This could easily get into Vogue magazine…

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Even though listening to this hurts because it reminds me of my most happy period (it's been ten months already...), it also feels refreshing and calming
Happy happy, my seven-year-old soup
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Rye Lane hails good veggies and even better music. Hopefully see you v soon, SE
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Just transport yourself to a lonesome beach where you are entitled to sob. You're welcome
Oh by the way, to sort of celebrate that youthless is turning seven soon, I have a facebook page now. You can invite your brothers, sisters, and cats.
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Warmth from the border of comprehension
Junya Watanabe, a/w 2016
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