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The Unofficial Rules of the Gym (According to Someone Who Doesn’t Go)
I want to be clear up front: I do not frequent the gym. I don’t even infrequent the gym. If the gym were a person, we’d be the kind of estranged acquaintances who wave awkwardly across a crowded room and then both pretend to take a phone call. I have nothing against exercise—I just prefer
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The Unseen Side of the South: What My Road Trips Reveal Beyond the Postcards
When people think of the American South, a particular image springs to mind: magnolia trees, sweet tea, wraparound porches, maybe a fiddle in the background and someone with a syrupy drawl offering you a “bless your heart.” And while those postcards aren’t exactly wrong—hell, I’ve sipped a sweet tea on a wraparound porch in Georgia
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Colorado Man Re-Indicted in Wife’s 2020 Murder: What to Know
Five years after Suzanne Morphew vanished on Mother’s Day 2020, her husband, Barry Morphew, is once again facing charges—this time backed by new forensic evidence, a recovered body, and a reassembled timeline investigators believe finally points to murder. The case, long a source of media attention and legal frustration, has taken a dramatic turn that
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5G Mind Control and Lizard People: The Most Ridiculous Conspiracy Theories I’ve Ever Heard (and Maybe Believed for 0.2 Seconds)
You ever hear something so absolutely batshit that your brain short-circuits trying to process it? Like, your eyebrows do that confused slant, your jaw unlatches, and you momentarily disassociate while wondering if we, as a species, deserve to survive? Yeah—welcome to the glittery underbelly of conspiracy culture. Now listen, I’m no stranger to questioning authority.
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Sometimes I Don’t Want to Be the Bigger Person — I Want Revenge and Popcorn (Extra Butter, Extra Petty)
There’s a very specific kind of rage that bubbles up when someone wrongs you and somehow walks away wearing a halo, smiling like they just donated a kidney to a koala. It’s the kind of righteous fury that makes you want to dye your dog neon pink, roll up to their house with a boombox
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Five Months In: The Trumpocalypse Speedrun Nobody Asked For
Well, folks, we’ve done it. We’ve hit the five-month mark of the second Trump presidency, and let me just say: what an overachiever. Most administrations take years to reach full authoritarian collapse, but this one? We’re talking collapse by Memorial Day. If this presidency were a movie, it’d be Mad Max: Mar-a-Lago. Let’s start with
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Ruth Langmore: The Heart, Soul, and Tragedy of Ozark
The murky waters of the Ozarks, seemingly tranquil on the surface, hide a relentless undertow of criminality, moral decay, and profound desperation. For four gripping seasons, a masterful series plunged us into this treacherous landscape, forcing us to confront the chilling depths of human ambition and the devastating cost of survival. But amidst the calculating
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My Top 5 Unexpected Joys of Self-Care (Beyond Bubble Baths)Because sometimes self-care is deleting that unread email from 2019 and calling it closure.
Look, I’m all for the image of a luxurious bubble bath surrounded by candles, Enya echoing in the background, and rose petals floating like a spa-sponsored hallucination. But if that’s your only vision of self-care? You’re missing out on the real joy. The kind that isn’t photogenic, but feels like taking your bra off after
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The Paradox of Travel: Finding Connection (and Disconnection) on the Road
There’s something sacred about a suitcase half-packed and a playlist that starts with longing. For me, travel has always been both an escape and a reckoning. It’s the act of physically moving through space while emotionally sifting through the weight I’ve carried from place to place—from a trailer in West Texas to a crowded train