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Nostr feels a lot like early Twitter in 2007/2008. the community building by weird stories and strange activities. I love it!

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In the late 1960s, my mother went to Woodstock since she knew a doctor and pretended to be a nurse in his medical tent.

In the early 1970s, she went to travel Europe as a backpacker for over a year. And then, she traveled to Morocco through Gibraltar, and Morocco had a coup. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1971_Moroccan_coup_attempt

So my mom got stuck there with little money and few exits. There was a government agent named Mohamed that courted her for a while and would pay her daily; he wanted to marry her and leave. She eventually managed to escape that situation, by befriending a Canadian pot dealer. He was chill, and gave her funds and said to pay him back once she gets home. So she stabilized and was able to get a flight home.

My mother and I are opposite personalities. She mostly didn’t raise me; my father did. And yet in every picture, her right ear is visible but never her left. To this day, I get jokes online about never showing my left ear. Every picture. People say it might not exist.

It’s fun how that works. Maybe I’ll show my left ear only for Nostr.