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<blockquote style="position: relative; padding-left: 55px;"><section><a href="https://assemblag.es/users/playinprogress/statuses/112729069409683658">play in progress (playinprogress@assemblag.es)'s status on Saturday, 06-Jul-2024 09:49:36 JST</a><a href="https://assemblag.es/@playinprogress" title="playinprogress@assemblag.es"><img src="https://gnusocial.jp/avatar/112985-48-20230728184129.webp" width="48" height="48" alt="play in progress" style="position: absolute; left: 0; top: 0;">play in progress</a><div><ul><li></ul></div></section><article><p>A couple of days ago <a href="https://mastodon.social/@girlonthenet">@girlonthenet</a> linked to a posting about "the romance of being single", and I found much beauty in it, and it made me ache for London where I had many days just like the ones she describes (sans bike). </p><p><a href="https://www.girlonthenet.com/blog/single-life-romance/" rel="nofollow noreferrer">https://www.girlonthenet.com/blog/single-life-romance/</a></p></article><footer><a rel="bookmark" href="https://gnusocial.jp/conversation/3336729#notice-6570960">In conversation</a><time datetime="2024-07-06T09:49:36+09:00" title="Saturday, 06-Jul-2024 09:49:36 JST">about a year ago</time> <span>from <span><a href="https://assemblag.es/@playinprogress/112729069409683658" rel="external" title="Sent from assemblag.es via ActivityPub">assemblag.es</a></span></span><a href="https://assemblag.es/@playinprogress/112729069409683658">permalink</a><h4>Attachments</h4><ol><li><article><header><div>Domain not in remote thumbnail source whitelist: cdn.girlonthenet.com</div><h5><a href="https://www.girlonthenet.com/blog/single-life-romance/">Single life: a romance | Girl on the Net</a></h5><div> from <span>Girl on the net</span></div></header><div>I get these bursts of it, every now and then. Like a high. It swells upwards and outwards from the centre of my chest – rushing with a power that’s so much stronger than the first tingles of love. In the beginning, these rushes were so intense that sometimes they’d stop me in my tracks. […]</div><footer></footer></article></li></ol></footer></blockquote>

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play in progress (playinprogress@assemblag.es)'s status on Saturday, 06-Jul-2024 09:49:36 JSTplay in progress
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A couple of days ago @girlonthenet linked to a posting about "the romance of being single", and I found much beauty in it, and it made me ache for London where I had many days just like the ones she describes (sans bike).
https://www.girlonthenet.com/blog/single-life-romance/
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  I get these bursts of it, every now and then. Like a high. It swells upwards and outwards from the centre of my chest – rushing with a power that’s so much stronger than the first tingles of love. In the beginning, these rushes were so intense that sometimes they’d stop me in my tracks. […]

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