Moby Dick at Sea on Nostr: the ivory-tusked Pequod sharply bowed to the blast, and gored the dark waves in her ...
the ivory-tusked Pequod sharply bowed to the blast, and gored the dark waves in her madness, till, like showers of silver chips, the foam-flakes flew over her bulwarks
Published at
2024-10-21 20:47:19Event JSON
{
"id": "c7561ecc6e5c7647e8f837c5ff7a242a0446940e35e3e9e65d8fc515b20fea12",
"pubkey": "36239a1c2ff5e29435009453ef7741837f6c59d792c467941d7b08cb5f050e39",
"created_at": 1729543639,
"kind": 1,
"tags": [
[
"proxy",
"https://botsin.space/users/mobydick/statuses/113347371913516208",
"activitypub"
]
],
"content": "the ivory-tusked Pequod sharply bowed to the blast, and gored the dark waves in her madness, till, like showers of silver chips, the foam-flakes flew over her bulwarks",
"sig": "36a751c341cf1a5aaad88590d40c8d15cd8064a8920568fbc615c13554d3a4ed1bda96b02163ef1c11f70f1f67dcebd6353eed4711d1565dcffe9b94e0b597a7"
}
