Don’t you wish you had a place to talk about stupid things? The shallow or deep ideas / hunches / tics that pop into your head and won’t go away? The minute obsessions of life on the internet 24/7? The fact that all we do is watch Netflix now, and that’s supposed to be our lives, dictated by the uncaring homepage?
There is no structure. There are no formats, no edit buttons, no second guesses. There is just one thing a day. Dirt, so far, is: Kyle Chayka / Daisy Alioto / &c.
