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Archival research can be really enjoyable. The cold ac forces me to a bring comfy sweater and I love the scent of old paper.

Then I come across some fucked up nazi shit some white girl from the early 1900s wrote and I have to fight a sudden desire to destroy historical documents.

I remind myself that it is evidence that should be preserved. I guess. I text my partner about it and we talk abt how wild it is that MANY usians supported the nazis prior to WW2 and how that USED to be surprising.