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roses are red
violets are blue
in surveillance capitalism
poem reads you

and shows you ads
for flower shops
and tracks your clicks
and never stops

it cares not about
if privacy's harmed
the money is green
when people are farmed

twitter is cyan
facebook is blue
your friends are the product
and so are you

London Stanstead is nowhere near London. Don’t be fooled.

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Thought I was having a stroke. Could smell something ‘burny’. Turns out I could smell Kiel’s Guinness 🙈

I am disgusted at the “first a woman, now a black” reactions to the new doctor announcement. It’s 2022, stop being hateful gammony pricks.

1 walked furthest than I’ve done since the plague took me.
2 had a F2F meeting with a client. First time in ages.
3 got pissed and had tea at Wetherspoons

I’m just a girl, standing in front of a bar, praying to get served

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its my birthday can i get some booooooooooosts

Mastodon level unlocked:
Post favourited by someone who has blocked me on Twitter.

I dream one day, I will see a cat with a ‘missing lamppost’ poster stuck to it.

Finally got a dining table. Really happy with it 😊

Happy Star Wars day, Tootlets. May the forth be with you. :ablobcatwave:

What you got/had for tea tootlets?

Tortellini in a creamy white wine sauce with tender stem broccoli here.

Somebody did an accidental drunk. Somebody needs to say goodnight. “Goodnight”

Oh crikey. Then I see who is the curator of the People of the UK acc this week on Twitter and it makes me even more grateful than ever to have this place to be.

Discovered a new flavour combo tonight. Mango and chilli. Wondering it this would work as an ice cream.

Following the Neil Parish’s tractor porn scandal, his wife has left him. She wrote him a Deere John letter.

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