There is no Bitcoin billboard in Fort Greene, or even a sign. I was somewhat surprised to discover this after getting off the A train at Lafayette Avenue. After all, I was in the supposed hub of Bitcoin in New York City, so wouldn’t they want to shout it from the rooftops?
When I was little, my mom was the kind who always offered to talk about “my changing body.” Those three words still remain the most cringe-inducing in my repertoire, even almost 10 years later.
Django and Broomhilda share the quintessential cinematic kiss and ride off into the sunset—it’s the expected superhero film finale. The plantation has been blown up in a spectacular show of classic Tarantino violence, ending slavery as we know it in this imagined world.
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