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@tamora.bsky.social
The girl who ate your heart. Whorticulturist. Bog Witch. Mythically venerable.
My fave café in Auckland, Brazil, had old bus seats for chairs. When it closed, we ended up with some in our shitty party flat on K Rd that used to be a gay brothel. Aaaaanyway, when they tear up the V sets, recon these purple beauties will sell well if the trains flog 'em off.
April 25, 2025 at 6:28 PM
My fave café in Auckland, Brazil, had old bus seats for chairs. When it closed, we ended up with some in our shitty party flat on K Rd that used to be a gay brothel. Aaaaanyway, when they tear up the V sets, recon these purple beauties will sell well if the trains flog 'em off.
Since I last spoke to most of you lot on the bad site, I have had a very fun career change. I get to play with a big train set now! A terrifying responsibility!
April 14, 2025 at 6:47 AM
Since I last spoke to most of you lot on the bad site, I have had a very fun career change. I get to play with a big train set now! A terrifying responsibility!
Like this sander so I can finally strip down the street bounty I picked up last year.
February 2, 2025 at 3:23 AM
Like this sander so I can finally strip down the street bounty I picked up last year.
Welcome to Tamora Tries, featuring me and projects I have no skill, experience, or aptitude for. In today's edition, we're having another go at making window fly screens.
February 2, 2025 at 1:24 AM
Welcome to Tamora Tries, featuring me and projects I have no skill, experience, or aptitude for. In today's edition, we're having another go at making window fly screens.