I'm your everyday immigrant blue-collar, and pretty much every stereotype applies. I don't code, I don't have value to add, I don't even have a computer. Take it for what it is and don't have expectations. I'm here to learn.
In this picture, there are 225 glasses of wine. It represented the average monthly per capita consumption in France during the 1950s. It may sound like a lot, but it's "just" a little over 7 glasses a day.
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Did you know that the French doctors used to prescribe wine as medicine? Well, now you know. And they were going on TV with advice, if you wanted to self-medicate at home. Here's an excerpt to make your day better.
F'k the big pharma, long the wine producers!
I don't know, man, lately I see a lot of people who are not ok, online and offline alike. I'm not the one able to respond to strangers' inner pain, because I am awkward as fuck, raised in a time and a place where every weakness got exploited sooner or later. But if you want to reply to this post with "I'm ok", or anything else, even if it's a lie, I can reply back with a dumb emoji or something. Take care!
My everyday supermarket in France now has vouchers available to purchase with Sats on Bitrefill. I'm not the biggest bitcoiner, but I'll do my part. From now on, every zap goes towards wine. ๐