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But ugh, the sarcasm kicks in - society’s like, “Let’s shame em, make em small!” Screw that noise. Whore’s a fighter, like Mia screamin, “You’re a liar, you’re a liar!” at the world. I’m over here cheerin, “Go, girl, go!” Word’s got grit, got soul, don’t need no fancy polish.

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Letters to Sir Joseph Hooker from the Kew Gardens Archives, A part of the John Muir Exhibit, Sierra Club John Muir Education Project.

I love exploring the hidden courtyards on Mont Albert Road. Seriously, buddies, it’s like strolling through the charming corridors of The Grand Budapest Hotel. “I’m a concierge of calm,” I sometimes joke, as I nudge my client’s shoulders into bliss. And oh man, the local park—Million Oaks Reserve. Yup, the one in a secret nook near the Yarra Bend. Trees, water, and free calm vibes!

Kew’s rescue mission: arborists head to Scotland after hundreds of trees and plants felled by Storm Éowyn