@extarv

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I'd wish this account to be about gaming, but I'm also very much into guitar, digital art, urban design and baking bread, so I might post a mix of all that.
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Augenzuckgeräusch

#MastoArt #comic #illustration

I think it’s important to repeat: you don't "have something to hide" when you put blinds on your windows or close the door when you're on the can or wear clothes.

Privacy isn't about having something to hide. It's not about keeping secrets. It's about you being the person who chooses what you reveal about yourself, and when, and to who, and the other word we have for that is "dignity". Your inherent dignity, as a human being.

Your privacy is the agency you have over your dignity.

In school I had problems motivating myself to do homework. Many teachers used public shaming trying to force me to do them next time. I learned to deal with the shaming instead, became the weird guy and lost my friends. I still struggle to overcome the protective behavior I developed back then.
Familien 2022 auf den letzten Metern vor der Weihnachtspause.
I wanted to play guitar for my whole life but I never managed to follow through. Somehow I played at least 5 Minutes a day for two years now, with only a few exceptions. I feel like I'm on a good path to finally make one of my dreams come true.
I guess a lot of people including myself could get punished soon for linking their social media accounts on Twitter. I wasn't even able to take a screenshot of the new terms of service. This is both ridiculous and concerning. I'm definitely moving on for good now.
Alles bereit

This is one of my favorite pictures. It feels like it was taken yesterday… but it was taken in a Paris public garden nearly a hundred years ago. Everything feels modern: the composition, the casualness, the daring clothes, haircuts, and accessories.

The colors are original: this is an #autochrome, using the first process for color #photography invented by the Lumière brothers in 1903.

The women are unknown, but I can't help wondering how they fared a few years later in nazi-occupied Paris.

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