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love doesn’t judge the way it finds itself. it loves, and in loving, proves.

the new politics

to look, unflinchingly, into the eyes that everyone agrees look back with hatred, and see the human heart that animates them, and meet it with your own


if you haven’t held a wrong view, i don’t trust you. but let’s hug, and talk.