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The show must go on. Though they try to stop us. Though they kidnap our friends. Though they try to silence voices that matter. We play anyways. We dance anyways. We hold space for the ones who matter anyways. And we fight back, too. With music. With ballot. With joy.

Broken Historian@practicalnecromancy.com

Been working with a professor to bring an African drum ensemble to campus this week. He got a text from the airport in Texas from one of the artists. She’s was able to tell him “ICE got me” and then her signal went dark.

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