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Eating at my local Indian market... Love the cash n carries that have a kitchen. Love the ethnic markets that have kitchens, typically good cheap food options... And with my first restrictions as of late... Indian is a default these days... No complaints love the cuisine..just sad no more meat...

Completely a reluctant veganish... 

But now I forgot what I was gonna write.. it was something about me thinking about a barter of labor for food...traditions.. and how I tried to find my own traditions via a sense of identity and sadly my choice was one many take... But yet here I am where many are not... Not in a bragging sense but reality.. sheer numbers... How my lack of identity or traditions led me to craving them and seeking out the communal identity through social activities... Inspire of those ideas being batshit crazy... Fuck humans are dumb.