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For context, I often hang out with self-identifying Mexicans. I eat at their clandestine trailer-park restaurants. I’ve helped friends navigate car crashes while on another legal friend’s insurance.

I think the locale matters. I’m in a rural small town on the outskirts of a small metro.

ICE has only ever been involved when my impoverished, close friend was repeatedly beaten by her boyfriend. Fuck that guy all the way back to Mexico.

Strangely enough, the lack of Grammarly integration stops me from using Emacs entirely (after being a zealous user for years).

Let me know if this has changed!

As I happily whir away on my 8Gb Neo.

Everything I use, almost literally everything, is either cloud or a box I’m ssh’d into.

I can see how I’m the exception, though.

It was the hellish sort of destructive behavior unique to teenage boys. Very, very fun in its own way. But, alas, perhaps I’m still paying back the universe in some way.

The bioluminescence stays lit for some time. For example, you can paint your face with it. With the rackets, they splatter like fireworks.

They have blue ones in North Carolina! Fascinating.

Nice to see that "swatting with badminton rackets" isn't endangering them enough to make the article. As someone who was raised in a firefly-dense rural area, let me tell you, the thrill of the bioluminescent sparks is the closest I got to cocaine as a kid.