Nothing floors me quite like the agony of accidental gluten ingestion. My small intestine is a lace handkerchief wrung in the worried grip of a Victorian matriarch.

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I acknowledge that I live and work on stolen Cowlitz, Clackamas, Atfalati, and Kalapuya land.
I give respect and reverence to those who came before me.