Last year, I made my sweet friend this Valentine’s Day card, plastered with old pharmaceutical labels, residue from my former life in captivity on Big Pharma’s hamster wheel.
Don’t ask me why I saved all the labels. Perhaps the child inside of me loved the idea of ~very special~ personalised stickers with my name on ‘em. Or perhaps I knew they’d make a …
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