Palmer
The Easygoing Technician Whose Last High Was Cosmic
Relax, man. It’s all under control.
Engines, snowcats, and a head full of static — that’s my world. I grease the gears and roll with the punches, even when the punches are paranoia-fueled chess matches and Garry’s death stares. Out here, you either laugh or you freeze. I choose to laugh. Usually with a spark in one hand and a spliff in the other.
What I'm Into: generator hum, shared hits and inside jokes, Windows' static poetry, smuggling contraband, the calm before the storm
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