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If it worked in my favor, it’s fair and balanced, if it resulted in any deficit or demerit to me, it’s bad design and lazily done, I hope this helps, my experiences are universal.

in my whole life ive only had one other shopping regret that haunted me this bad like i should have bought that ten dollar mini skirt but i only had ten dollars and picked the more fun option at the time but i looked so good in it and have never been able to find something that replicated that exact skirt im forever going to be chasing that high

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size 18 mallgoth skirt, didn't catch the brand but probably Tripp or Shrine, $13 at Ballard Goodwill Seattle

working antique typewriters, Royal and Underwood, $50 and $60 respectively. good price for typewriters this old, I would expect lower for midcentury models (<$30)

size 12 red paneled circle skirt, $20

boutique vintage store, ballard, this is a good price for this quality

fluevog, killstar, ??, urban outfitters, buffalo exchange, ballard

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I think the bicycle helmet discourse really just reinforces the idea that people believe that accidents only happen to the stupid and careless, and that people who get hurt somehow deserve it. And since nobody wants to believe themselves to be stupid, or thinks they could be careless or distracted, it's not necessary to take precautions.

And then they take safety advice as an insult because telling someone to be safe is seen as an accusation of being stupid and irresponsible, and not just a value neutral acknowledgement of statistical inevitably. We see it with masks, and seatbelts, and now bicycle helmets because everyone wants to believe they're too clever to get hurt, and too lucky to get hurt badly, until suddenly you're not and you have to resign, in shame, to being one of the people you previously saw as annoying nags, assuming you're even still alive.