Currently watching The Spirit of the Beehive. I’ve become fascinated with mushrooms and why people eat them. There’s a dichotomy—either it’s really good for you or it’s poisonous— and yet we risk our lives. Even with mushroom farms, aren’t we technically putting our lives in the hands of farmers, who might just feel vicious and slip a bad one in the mix? Are we a generation of trust, or are we a generation of trusting each person’s role in society? Since it’s the farmer’s job, he won’t fuck us over. Since I’m into fashion, I’ll never mislead you on a trend. Is that it?
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