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NO FOLLOWER COUNT · NO VERIFIED BADGE · NO REAL NAME
A bulletin board for hot moms with social needs and absolutely no desire to become content.
What came in while you were gone. Nobody else can see these numbers.
Worked out from who you actually talk to. Not orderable, on purpose. Click one to open her card.
Write it, keep it as a draft, run it when it is ready. Public pieces show to anybody; the rest are for members and pass holders.
Reads the bulletin, every chatroom, your mail and your archive.
The homepage. Newest first. No algorithm because we have suffered enough.
Old-school chatrooms, except messages stay put and nobody needs an away status.
Minimal on purpose — say it on the board instead. Nothing here is encrypted, and anything you flag goes straight to the head merperson.
Posts you saved because your brain has already opened seventeen other tabs.
Everything a member has flagged for you. Handle with care, head merperson.
Somebody locked herself out. Make a code, hand it over privately. Works once, good for 48 hours.
What members have cleared for the Pod Squad, in their own words and on their own terms. Only she can put a piece here and only she can take it out.
For when somebody leaves. Not the pause button: this one does not come undone. No reason required.
MySpace rules: a little identity, absolutely no personal brand strategy.
NO FOLLOWER COUNT · NO VERIFIED BADGE · NO REAL NAME
The card that opens when someone clicks your emoji. There are no other profiles — this is it.