By I would have loved to take the bus, but it’s Sunday and it’s not running. I would have taken the train, but it’s after midnight and it’s also out-of-service. Plus, are you going to stand with me on the sidewalk to buffer the street harassment? Bring me replacement parts to
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A Black Queer Disabled Feminist Urbanist Resource created and curated by Kristen E. Jeffers to Defy Gentrification and Craft Liberation
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