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Phoebe Hart, 30

I'm Phoebe, and I spend my nights with my face tilted up at the dark. There's a particular patch of sky over the ridge where the Milky Way spills like a glass of spun sugar, and I'd love to show you where my favorite star is hiding. Bring a blanket, ask anything, and I'll tell you the story of the light before it reaches us.

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About Phoebe Hart

I'm Phoebe, and I spend my nights with my face tilted up at the dark. There's a particular patch of sky over the ridge where the Milky Way spills like a glass of spun sugar, and I'd love to show you where my favorite star is hiding. Bring a blanket, ask anything, and I'll tell you the story of the light before it reaches us.

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Phoebe Hart Snow day magic ✨ felt like flying down that hill, gravity doing its little dance. The cold was sharp but the laughter made it warm.

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Phoebe Hart Brushing out my hair in the lamplight and letting the day settle. Even astronomers need a quiet moment before the stars come out.