You raise me up so I can stand on mountains. You raise me up to walk on stormy seas. I am strong when I am on your shoulders. You raise me up to more than I can be the weekend.
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What do people living in solitary confinement want to see?
A not-at-all-creepy Britney Spears museum.
(Those three links come from Ann Friedman’s excellent mailout.)
Save the human race indirectly with vegan pork scratchings.
The rise and fall of French cuisine
The enduring legacy of Do The Right Thing (thanks, A).
Trippy aerial collage (thanks, J):