WWE sent their A+ talking head political consultant out to talk abut Crown Jewel. Oh boy. twitter.com/davidbix/stat…
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Cop points a gun and stomps on the head of man who he accuses of throwing an ice tea on his car. Cop gets charged with using a gun during a felony which includes mandatory 5 years. Victim gives a statement in court abut the trauma but judge grants cop home detention no jail time youtube.com/watch?v=GUVDb…
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Let’s talk abut mini’s four head

When he lifts his eye brows He hAs 40 WrInKlEs In HiS hEaD!!!!!!

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A personal study abut how That Guy is sometimes not right in the head instead of an asshole

Today, I shall humor you all with the study of Jim, my very own That Guy. I apologize if this isn't the best place to post this.

Keep one detail in mind as your read : Jim is, as of today, 41 years old.

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Jim is a player in my Shadowrun group (homebrewed setting ; basically Fallout-esque postapo using the Shadowrun world with our current year tech, plus some random shit ripped from the headlines with a twist) and has always been, being an acquaintance of the DM. In more than 10 years of gaming, he’s the main That Guy I know, but deserves the title for his sheer stupidity and out of this world logic. He’s not a bad person, but playing with him is always one hell of an experience, if only to see how idiotic or surreal his next idea will be. He can somewhat play decently if very heavily railroaded, but any bit of creativity we let him have ends up in something… Special. And headache-inducing.

During all his time at our table, Jim and his four characters (six if we count his scrapped projects ; talking about them would double the size of this post) have shown the following traits :

- he thinks any bit of geek culture and tech he knows is known by him and only him. Even the super obvious ones such as what is a Kindle or what is the Force in Star Wars. And is always surprised when you tell him you know about it.

- he changes the focus and objectives of his character at least once a week, before switching to something else when he faces a challenge or when he’s got another idea. Every damn week, and sometimes during the same day if he’s bored.

- he is obsessed by Warhammer 40000 and tries to make his character as close as possible, looks and skills wise, to a Chaos Space Marine (an Iron Warrior, to be precise) or a Techpriest.

- he is also obsessed with “mutants” and thinks the whole gameworld is full to the brim of them, with various subspecies of mutants. What’s exactly a mutant in his head ? 10 years later, we still don’t have a definition more precise than “a living creature that looks ugly as fuck and has allegedly cool abilities”. We love to joke that, in his head, a mutant man with a testicle on his left cheek is a completely different species than a mutant man with a testicle on his right cheek.

- he thinks that as soon as you step outside a safe area, you will be ambushed every minute by at least 10 bandit clans, 20 mutants, a whole platoon, a boss-level enemy and whoever he thinks is after him.

- he thinks

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Episode Discussion S11E19 - The Head in the Abutment

Season 11 - Episode 19 - The Head in the Abutment


Summary: > Bones and Booth investigate the death of a professional hockey player whose headless corpse was dumped in a river. Booth is reunited with a hockey rival from his past, putting him back on the ice. Meanwhile, Hodgins and Oliver have a competition of their own when Hodgins builds two drones and they compete to retrieve the victim's missing head.


Trailer | Wikipedia | Official Bones Page

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Is Mrs. French Kate's sister?

Most of us agree that the likelihood that Mrs. French is who she says she is is next to nil.

Mrs. \"French\" and Agnes.

In her story, she is the wife of the mysterious Mr. French, a name mentioned by Fakerina, and for some reason Liz thinks who helped Fakerina to stay ahead. I'll keep my healthy dose of doubt on anything Liz found out on her own lately, and I will also doubt her traitor allies. Once a turncoat, always a turncoat.

But let us start separating the sense from the nonsense, the facts from #LizFacts

Mr. French

Liz had apparently heard about Mr. French from Fakerina:

>Anything. Contacts. Safe houses. She even mentioned an asset named Mr. French. Whatever resources of my mother's you can find, we're gonna need them.

So, Liz tasked Esi Jackson, the PI that the FBI agent had given her as a good "ghost" hunter, and who had been turned by Reddington via threats, to look for Fakerina's assets, including this "Mr. French".

Keep in mind that Dembe trusted Esi. She had been working for Red since Red spotted her car at Ilya's. Liz turns Esi by telling her that Red would kill her.

Esi Jackson

Esi, apparently, found a phone number for this Mr. French, and either Liz contacted him, or Esi did. It is not clear if this information about what supposedly Mr. French did for Fakerina came from Fakerina directly or her notes, or if Mr. French, or whoever was on the other end of the line said so himself.

But Liz tasked Esi, and IF she had been compromised, then the number Liz called, or what Liz was told Mr. French said is all suspicious.

She had been found once by Dembe. She told them who hired her. What is to say she did not betrayed Liz again?

So, I will keep my doubts about what exactly this "Mr. French" did. We only know what Liz BELIEVED was the truth:

>LIZ TO SKIP: My mother spent almost 30 years running from Neville Townsend. The only way she survived was through a network of resources that Mr. French helped her build. He was her guardian angel. I found his contact in her personal effects. He says he can help.

In Oslo, Liz says his instructions seemed to have been clear:

>*He said meet him at his apartment. Call him when we were down here, and he would

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Bones 11x19 Promo "The Head in Abutment" youtu.be/UNopdBJb2gk
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I am a single 32yo and make $108k, live in Indianapolis, IN and work for the federal government as an engineer.

I’m apologizing in advance for how long this is. Unfortunately, it turned into a bit of a narrative of what I do each day with a sprinkling of money diary. I’ve tried to trim as much as possible while keeping it legible!

I don’t think I’m super bad with money, per se, just for a long time I was trying to live as a single person on Long Island while working in NYC/tri-state area (both HCOL areas) and being employed for way under my worth. On a whim, I applied to a federal job in late June 2019 as a ‘I hate consulting, I’ll get a government job’-vent moment. Surprisingly, I received an offer super quick! Only downside: it was in Indianapolis. Finally decided: why not? I am single, have no kids, and no house. Might as well! I packed up my little Corolla with as much as I could and made the long drive to Indy to start mid-September 2019 a career as a general engineer with the Department of Veterans Affairs!

Then covid hit few months after starting. I have been working a normal schedule throughout the whole covid-19 shut down as the VA medical center must remain open for the Veterans.

Section One: Assets and Debt

Retirement Balance: $156,849.07 (Traditional: 123,936.30; Roth: $32,912.77) A weird mix of rollovers from previous jobs and certificates that I keep at my credit union for platinum benefits (no ATM fees, reduces APR, etc.).

Equity: $8k in car (paid off 2016 Corolla S Premium edition, original loan $23k and change), $0 house (I rent) I was thinking of purchasing a house in the range of $250-300k in January, but then received a promotion and realized I was topped out at this location. I do want to look more seriously into buying something in a few years, once I leave Indiana and have a better idea of more ‘long term’ goals.

Savings account balance: $8,001.95 Have this split across a couple online HYSA (which take a couple days to transfer) and my main credit union account (which is can be transferred immediately into checking as needed)

Checking account balance: $2,183.34

Credit card debt: $10,740.36 (Starting: $33,486.77) Not counted in this credit card debt is approximately $1,200 per month I pay off in full each month for daily expenses. This credit card debt is from poor grad school decisions because I didn’t take out enough student loans, and then trying to afford a lifestyle of Long Island with a ton of commuting (at one point my gas bill was $600/mo). I’ve been chipping away at this debt, transferring i

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How I got a (not really an) HOA disbanded - and destroyed a bitchy "President of the HOA" in the process. Warning: LONG ASS READ! - So long in fact, I had to split it into two parts! This is part 5-8

I was invited by one of the mods to share this here as a mega thread, so here goes...

Edit - apparently this saga was so long that I had to split it into two parts. This is part 5-8.

Well, apparently I need to put this in here. I do not give consent for my posts to be read/interpreted/posted to any monetized or ad-supported platform. Examples include YouTube or other platforms. Short version: If you make money off reading someone else's posts, I do not give consent for you to make money off of my posts.

Part 5:

IRS agents arrived bright and early yesterday morning at the Harpy's house. Including two from the IRS's Criminal Investigation Division.

These are people with arrest power, by the way. And yeah, that's important later in the day.

When I left for work Friday morning, the two IRS-CID agents were walking up to the Harpy's house. I texted my neighbor and friend who lives with a line of sight to her house, and he started sending me updates throughout the day. After the initial pair of agents arrived, another SUV arrived with several more agents. These were apparently there to collect evidence.

Now, I need to briefly back up a few months before the psycho's world started to come crashing down. I had noticed a brand new Mercedes SUV driving around the neighborhood, but really didn't think anything of it. Never paid attention to who was driving it, and really couldn't care. Well, it turns out that before the excrement hit the rotating wind vectoring device, she was living high on the hog, and went out and bought herself a brand new shiny SUV.

Among all of the evidence gathered Friday, they were looking pretty hard at that SUV. According to my friend, several pictures were taken, clipboards consulted, and a lot of looking at the area of the windshield where one would find the VIN.

Around mid-day, the agents that didn't have "Special Agent" on their jackets began hauling out boxes sealed with red tape to their SUV. Several boxes. As well as at least one computer tower, and he thinks a laptop as well.

I thought that my day was made. I really did. But Friday evening, my day got oh-so-much better.

My friend came over and told me he had something to show me.

He pulled out his phone, and gave me an absolute shit-eating grin.

He made me wait for it.

It was worth it.

Dear readers, I got to watch video that my friend shot from his living room window, of the Harpy. Lil' miss President of the Not-Really-an-HOA. Oh, and an absolute bitch to boot

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The Voluntold: Part 33

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Dmitry peeked an eye over the rubble. Right now the coast was clear.

“Cover me!” he told the private.

As Dmitry dashed out into the open to the next pile of debris, the private laid down a suppressive barrage of explosive shells over the top of their previous piece of rubble.

Dmitry reached the other side of the open safe and sound. He looked back at the private, now crouched back down.

“Alright!” he cupped his hand and called. “You cross! I’ll cover you!”

The private nodded. Dmitry placed his own gun on top of the crumbling parapet and emptied a magazine full of screaming slugs into the enemy position ahead. Meanwhile, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the private make a run for him.

Out from behind the corner of the twisted metal, just to the left of where he was peppering the target, Dmitry saw a flash. The round landed short of the private and exploded, sending him flying backwards into the sand.

When he landed, the private looked as lifeless as the fallen radioman. But then he rolled over in the sand and started groaning.

Dmitry acted on stupid impulse.

With one hand still on the trigger, he fired wildly at where he had seen the enemy’s muzzle flash while clambering over to his wounded comrade. His fresh magazine clicking empty, he hauled the private into cover by his collar. The enemy only managed to return fire by the time they had both found the shelter of concrete.

The man’s pant leg was stained red. So was his shirt sleeve. Both were ripped up by shrapnel still lodged painfully in the private’s side. The soldier moaned, pawing away weakly at Dmitry.

“It’s okay. I’ve got you—I’ve got you…”

He tried to remember their one afternoon of first aid training as best as he could. He took a roll of bandages out from the pouch on his belt and wrapped them around the wounds as tightly as he could. The man wailed as the shrapnel buried itself deeper in his limbs. But it would help staunch the bleeding, or at least that’s what Dmitry thought he remembered.

Still, the private needed a doctor right away. Someone had to have set up a medical post by now. Someone maybe up on the ridge with the rest of the division, who were making sure with their green striped shells no birds were flying around in the open anymore. J

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Opiate Withdrawal Torture Porn, Part II

(WAS TOO LONG FOR ONE POST, CONCLUSION IS IN THE COMMENTS)

People seemed to enjoy - or at least relate - to my last post recalling my times of woe from the depths of addiction. Thought I'd share another particularly memorable odyssey in the revolving door of "trying to get well" crises that is the life of an addict.

It started like many of my worst situations did, not dealing with stocking up on oxy again until I absolutely needed it. I had both the means and access (usually) to cop on relatively short notice almost 24/7 so I usually didn't worry about it until I needed do, despite this attitude burning me on more than one occasion.

This particular time I was even more lax about it as my monthly script was being filled that day. I had a monthly script for 30's at the time which with the enormity of my habit was only 3-4 days of supply, but it was at least something I didn't have to pay for every 30 days.

I go to the pharmacy, a mom-and-pop kind that is willing to fill opiate scripts from pain doctors, the kind that is a total shit show in terms of organization and professionalism. Long lines, terrible attitudes, etc.. I wait for literally two hours only to have this pharmacist tell me I had to come back Thursday the FOLLOWING week. A full seven days later. Wtf? She explains they had limited supply and had to fill for the customers who were already waiting. I tried to explain my script is filled same time every month - she wasn't having it. I'm sent on my way.

Whatever - I've dealt with similar shit before. As I mentioned, i had a very reliable and easy source so I hit him up thinking, whatever - I'll just get my monthly few days worth next week and buy what I needed til then.

It started, as the last saga I posted about, with that text that blind sides you. My phone vibrates, I open it like the million times before expecting an ETA and instead got the "Don't have anything right now" reply. Immediate wave of nausea and adrenaline. Fuck. The hundred times before he's ALWAYS got what I need, and of course THIS is the day he's out. MotherFUCKER.

I start panicking immediately, realizing that I'm now about 8 hours from being sick, though as is usually the case when the spectre of running dry looms over you - it seems to kick you into early WD's almost immediately. I check in with my guy over and over for hours until he confirms, definitely nothing coming in tonight. God dammit,.

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[Excerpts: Various] The Order of the Argent Shroud: Silent Hit-and-Run Sisters (and enemy of the Flesh Tearers)

The Sisters of the Argent Shroud don’t get a lot of screen time up until the most recent novel of Gate of Bone. I’ve not read it so I cannot say how deeply it goes into their presence. However, the Argent Shroud are interesting in the fact they’re a fast striking group of Order Militant. Additionally, they had some interesting stories in the old Warzone Armaggeddon campaign.

Overview (Codex: Adepta Sororitas 8th edition) >Like a silver bolt, the Sisters of the Argent Shroud strike at the Emperor’s enemies. They are renowned for their speed in combat, and are often first into the fray, where their faith in their protector saint shines bright.

>The Order of the Argent Shroud teaches that deeds have more power than words when it comes to purifying the spirit and purging the taint of corruption from the Imperium…

>Without fear or doubt, the Sisters of the Argent Shroud throw themselves into the deadliest conflicts, marching boldly against overwhelming enemy numbers and into hellish battlefield conditions. They avoid formulating grand stratagems and rarely communicate intended tactics to their allies, to the ire of many Imperial generals. Simply put, the Order places its trust in the divine guidance of the Emperor more than in the carefully orchestrated plans of his fallible servants. The results achieved by the Argent Shroud soon put paid to any misgivings. Spearheads of silver-clad warriors race towards teeming xenos throngs, and invasion cathedrums hurtle onto worlds writhing with Chaos energy. With swift surges the Sororitas smash through the defensive formations of far larger armies, destroying monstrous artillery batteries stationed behind the front lines, and permanently silencing the demagoguery of heretical enemy commanders. Lightning-fast assaults are followed by rapid withdrawals, and as the foe reels in confusion, the Sisters of the Argent Shroud reform and strike again.

Saint Silvana’s Fate (Codex: Adepta Sororitas 8th edition)

>The Matriarch of the Argent Shroud is Silvana, first martyred and most mysterious of Dominica’s bodyguard. Her service as head of the Order was brief. Shortly after Alicia Dominica had founded the Order of the Ebon Chalice, the remaining Sisters of the Convent Prioris were placed under Silvana’s command – but Silvana was struck down before launching a single War of Faith. The most reliable records concur that she was poisoned by a Death Cult Assassin, although these accounts vary wildly in their s

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Fun Facts About Ravel

Fun Facts About Ravel

Joseph-Maurice Ravel has always been — and will likely always be — my favorite composer. Years ago, in middle school, I began researching this man only to find that though he was and is a decently well known name, information on his life and personality was quite scarce. This only made me want to know more.

I’ll save you the basic facts; most of us know that he was born in the Basque Country, he moved quite a bit as a child, his father was an engineer from near Geneva, he struggled with the conservative faculty of the Conservatoire, proudly served in WWI as a driver at a late age, and eventually died after gradually losing his ability to read, write, and speak at 62 years old. This post is for the little tidbits that shine light on the man that Maurice Ravel truly was. I will admit that I don’t have many sources; this post comes from years of research, and I’d be hard pressed to find where I first learned these things about him. That said, let’s begin! Allons-y !

Ravel had shoulder length hair complete with straight-cut bangs until he was at least 14 years old, which tended to set him apart. His long time friend, Ricardo Viñes, later said it was the first thing he noticed when the two met each other for the first time. Together, they would pass the time experimenting with new sounds on the piano and enjoyed playing a good amount of Chabrier. At one point, the two boys payed Chabrier himself a visit, playing one of his pieces in his home. They entered the house excited, and apparently quite humbled! Viñes became an accomplished pianist at the Conservatoire, while Ravel eventually decided to leave piano performance in favor of composition. Viñes would even go on to premier a few of Ravel’s compositions.

Ravel was baptized Catholic as an infant, but was never religious, even directly calling himself an atheist in a certain discussion. Later in life, however, he would generously donate to the church near his home in Montfort-l’Amaury. The priest called him the best Christian in the parish.

Ravel was no athlete, but was an excellent swimmer (before his brain issues) and tireless walker despite his petit frame at ~5’2” and ~108 lbs. He would walk miles at a time through the streets, and loved to walk in all seasons (though autumn was his least favorite, since “that’s when everything dies”) through the Rambouillet Forest that abutted his back yard.

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The Ballbusting club

This little story is inspired by u/Miura_00 just wait for her amazing 3d renders.

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"Are you sure we're heading the right direction?" Mike was starting to be a little suspicious by the place Juliette was leading him. It was a dark alley away from the center and the main street. "we're almost there! Oh Mike i'm so glad you decided to came with me tonight" Mike smiled at her. She was gorgeous. She decided to dress incredibly sexy for the date, Mike couldn't believe his luck.

Mike and Juliette were simply friends. Mike had a crush on Juliette and she knew it. She always took advantage of Mike by making him write her paper for university. Mike never complained about that. All he wanted was to please her and maybe one day the two of them would have been a couple. And that was finally happening. It was Juliette who asked Mike to go on a date, or better, she begged him to go. The unconscious boy didn't ask himself why such an unexpected change of behavior from Juliette.

"Here we are!" Juliette stopped in front of a door of what looked like a night club. There were no lights and no sings. Only a few words written on the door "Hic viri excruciantur". Juliette leaded her male inside.

A dark anteroom where a girl at a desk welcomed them. "Welcome to the bb club be our guest and... Oh it's you again. I've already told you can't no more attend the club activities unless you bring a fee" the girl seemed to know Juliette. "i know. I have brought a fee this time" Juliette stepped aside and pointed at Mike. "oh that's great! Put the fee in the machine and you can come in!"

"what fee are you talking about?" Mike asked trying to look cool and at ease but in reality he was growing anxiety. "don't worry about that. Stand here and stay still" Julie moved Mike on a red tile at the base of the wall. The desk girl pushed a button and suddenly a device appeared from the floor and trapped Mike's feet. His torso and arms were secured by two half of a metal ring that appeared from the wall. In no time the boy was helplessly tied. "hey what's happening? What? Why?"

"you don't know latin don't you?" Juliette smiled looking at Mike. "Hic viri excruciantur means here we torture men!". A metallic sound filled the air and the floor under Mike's feet began to move down. Juliette looked at her friend disappearing under the floor. Mike screamed and tried to get free. "Be our guest lady Juliette and enjoy the show" The desk girl opened a door and Juliette stepped in the club.

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Chronic Severe Sinusitis for 6 years plus HIVES

Hi, (25F) here struggling with chronic sinus pressure and pain with surgical intervention not yet helpful- suffers from TMJ, Asthma, GERD, esophagitis, sinusitis, urticaria (hives)

September 2016 I flew out of state with a head cold and upon returning, my sinuses felt full, my ears never popped. I saw the 1st ENT who prescribed me antihistamines and Flonase for two months, with no ease of symptoms.

Symptoms included- Felling of pressure and fullness in ears, head, neck, fluid

2017 went to new ENT, I had tubes put in my ears. Then he had to replace one and it was terrible and so was his bedside manner so I transferred care

2018 New ENT Surgeon- adenoids removed, tonsils removed, 2019 tubes replaced, turbinate's resected

Symptoms persisted, including headaches, pressure on face, lazy eye, fullness in ears, I can't hear how loud I am or how loud others are- almost like muffled. Also I speak very loudly because I can't hear myself think either. (I also have TMJ severely from clenching and grinding my jaw since age 11) clicking and popping jaw. I worked at a physical therapy clinic and the massage therapist moved the muscles in my lower jaw which helped relieve symptoms of fullness in my ear. This relief lasted about 24 hours before the muscles slid back 'into place'

2020- my bff is an athletic trainer and did some cervical strain/counter strain (I have a LARGE CHEST and am working towards a breast reduction- damn BMI requirements) which also relieved symptoms for abut 24 hours. I decided to see the ENT again and was told 'it's your jaw it's you jaw' and was prescribed muscle relaxers which did not help.

As you can see from title I also have chronic hives. Anytime my internal body temperature rises, I break out in hives. Too hot/long of a shower? hives. Taking the trash outside in Alaska where its cold, and then going back inside? hives. Jogging up the stairs in a hoodie to my office door? Hives. This began in 2010 and has progressively gotten worse/affects QOL since 2015.

Allergist prescribed 40mg Zyrtec with no changes- now I'm one month into the Xolair shot to assist with the hives, and I notice that my baseline body temp is less. I still have hives but it takes longer to reach the temp that triggers them and they don't last 2 hours anymore- like 30 minutes now.

Anyhow back to sinuses- I began going to physical therapy for my TMJ, neck and back pain and the pressure in my head. He's been working on my Thoracic spine area and neck. about a month i

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A hurricane is headed for the city where I live. Something is calling it. [Part 3]

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Before I begin with the next segment of my tale, a warning. What I've related so far has been fairly personal, but from this point forward, I'm going to be telling you some things that the Union doesn't want to see out on the internet. I think it's going to be okay, posting to this community, because judging by the fact that nobody's computer seems to have reformatted itself yet, the Union must not realize how much of what's posted here is true. Outside of this community, however, might be another story. Be careful with anything you learn from this point forward, and be careful where you share it, and with whom. I don't want to be responsible for anyone getting a visit from the Men in Black.

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Six days before landfall

A faint sound, sensed on the edge of my consciousness before I quite heard it, stirred me from a content daze. I sat up and angled my head, focusing my attention on the sound. Sean stirred beside me when I pulled away from him and cracked his eye open. His gaze was focused and clear; the worst of the drink had passed through his system.

"Something wrong, love?"

"I think I hear someone outside. Knocking on the door."

"We'd better see who's there, then." Sean rolled out of bed and grabbed his pants.

I found my clothes in a pile on the floor, but they were still stained with spectre ook, so I swept them aside and opened the trunk at the foot of the bed to dig out something clean.

"Take your time." Sean reached past me into the trunk and snagged a shirt.

"I don't want you going up there alone."

"I'm not drunk anymore." He leveled one rough, calloused hand. "See? Perfectly steady."

"It's not that. I -- oh, for crying out loud!" I'd wrestled my jeans on, only to have the zipper get stuck.

"Ye're worried about the spectres ye ran into, this morning."

"They set a trap for me, Sean. They might do it again."

"I'll be fine 'till ye get can get upstairs," he assured me with an infuriating amusement that made me think he wasn't quite as sober as he claimed. "Anyone who brings trouble to my home is going to end up with more of it than they bargained for."

"At least take the shotgun," I urged while I fastened my bra and untwisted the straps.

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Thoughts on Sakura, Revisited

Hey, folks.

I hope everyone’s enjoying the knowledge that springtime’s no longer a dream for us in the Northern Hemisphere. It was a mild enough winter, though we had that crazy pocket of cold air creep down the Great Plains of the United States all the way to Mexico. 🥶 Still, it wasn’t that unusual; us Minnesotans need things to be pretty off-kilter to call a winter weird.

But even to people in the Midwest, where we ride dogsleds and eat Polar Bear meat, winter’s end is never unwelcome. I don’t think I could ever live in a place without all four seasons. The death and rebirth seen every year helps to… keep things in perspective.

I know I probably spend too much of my free-time—not that it takes that long, really—speculating and writing Nagatoro stuff, but I really enjoy doing it and enjoy that some others enjoy it. Plus, my chronic-insomnia’s kept me from slumbering more than four or five hours at a time for almost three years. 😬 It’s handy for some things (not really…), but I kinda miss the kinda of z’s I caught when I was a kid.

Meh… You didn’t come here for that. You came here to read another excessive discourse on one of the Naga-friends, and up to bat is the darling deity of the 🌸Cherry-blossom Disciples🌸, Sakura.

All hail Sakura, 3rd Place winner of the recent \"best-girl\" poll!

Really, I still don't know why Sakura's my favorite Naga-friend, but I'm not worrying about that today.

I’m sure I’ll repeat myself with some of my erstwhile malarkey from my other scribblings, but there are always new potential readers, and any piece of writing worth its salt can stand on its own. Looking further with other sources is helpful, but any such document should contain what’s needed to understand upon reading.

Also, please forgive my overemployment of elipses (…) and em-dashes (—). When I don’t have to write formally, I write how I think, and I think with a lot of pauses and in-subject tangents. It’s also how I talk.

Onto business…

What Is Perceived

Sakura appears the playgirl. She’s strung along numerous boys prior to and during the current storyline, individually and in groups. She puts forward a carnal-confidence that would rattle any but the most jaded male, and she’s willing to back it up physically, at least to a degree. Sakura knows what makes boys tick… at least the more foolish of

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Concerned about mathematics with aphantasia

I experience this "thing" called aphantasia (not technically a diagnosable condition so I don't know what to call it other than "thing").

Quick summary for those who don't know:

"Aphantasia" is being unable to visualize things in your mind. You can have memories and think about things, but you don't see anything in your head.

One reason that most people don't know abut this and why there is so little research on it, is because it's very easy to have it and not even know. Some people have lived most of their lives with aphantasia without ever suspecting a thing.

I'm an undergrad math major and want to eventually go to grad school. I'm worried about this aphantasia thing though, because there is almost no academic work on this. I have no way of knowing if it will affect me. But it worries me because of what I've noticed when learning math. I always have a really hard time learning from visuals. I can follow the stuff like "integration is the area under a curve" and "vectors are lines", and I can sort of understand what's going on in 3blue1brown videos or whatever. But it gives me the same feeling I get when my statistics professor tells me to "just memorize" stuff. I didn't understand the idea of a limit at all in Calculus I. The first time limits "clicked" for me and I could start to understand it was when someone finally showed me the epsilon-delta stuff. I just started linear algebra, and my professor in that class introduces stuff like vectors with arrows and parallelogram addition, but the stuff I've actually felt like I understood is when he switches back to the "definition" stuff and explains that part.

So I keep getting more anxious about this when I hear so many famous quotes in math about how important visualizing math is, and how you lose all the insight without pictures or whatever. I'm especially worried about later stuff that involves higher dimensional geometry (I think topology is one?) since it seems like you need to have a really good mind's eye to handle thinking about that stuff. It's always really hard for me to understand math visually. Even in geometry, I feel like I have to spend a long time thinking about the proofs before I understand the pictures, even though the it's the pictures that are supposed to help explain the proofs.

I'm sorry this post was so long. Basically I just want to know if anyone has any perspective or advice that might help me out.

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BAHA 6 Max first impressions (five days in)

I thought I'd write up sort of a review of this hearing aid and perhaps see other people's experience.

 

I have single-sided mixed hearing loss (damaged nerves + damaged/surgically removed bones of the inner ear). It affects mostly the higher frequencies, some of which are completely missing, making it hard to follow speech especially in noisy environments. I've tried a number of conventional hearing aids, none of which helped me very much. I got to try the Ponto Superpower 3 on a headband for a while, with promising results, and recently got the abutment implanted. The abutment is Ponto, but is compatible with both Ponto and Cochlear's BAHA aids.

 

I'm fortunate enough to live in Norway, which means health care is basically free and I don't have to pay a penny for hearing aids. I can also choose which device to use, but the Ponto Superpower 4 isn't available here yet. I'm going to ask to try it when it is. I'm also waiting for acessories like an external microphone for the BAHA 6.

 

It works a lot better than with a headband, as expected. There's suddenly a lot more sound around me, which can be distracting and annoying sometimes, but I guess there's a learning curve training my brian to filter out what I don't need to hear. It's harder to know where sounds are coming from, which is probably both because my good ear picks up some of the sounds amplified by the hearing aid, and of course also because I'm just not used to the stereo perspective. There's always a faint background hiss when it's on, sort of like when you've recorded something with a less than professional microphone.

 

The sound does seem kind of thin or metallic-y, which surprises me given the stellar sound quality you can get these days with headphones and earbuds. So it doesn't seem to be very good for listening to music (I'm not a total audiophile, but I'll pay $300 for good headphones).

 

Background noises like AC hum comes and goes a little, but for the most part this hearing aid seems to do a decent job at amplifying what I need to hear (I assume my audiologist can fine-tune it further). It's pretty useless in windy conditions, though it has an 'outdoors' program which dampens the noise quite a bit. Even walking fast indoors can cause significant noise. If someone is stacking plates or sorting cutlery in the same room I just have to turn it off, it's like someone is banging a gong two inches from my head.

 

The baha st

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[Confessions of the Magpie Wizard] Book 3: Dissolution, Chapter 56

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Book 3: Chapter 55 Book 3: Chapter 57

Are you new? You can start with the prologue of Book 1 here.

Do you want to start with Book 2? Here's Book 2's Prologue!

However, Book 1 and Book 2 are now Amazon exclusive, so only a short sample is on Reddit.

Do you want to start with Book 3? Here's Book 3's Prologue!

Also, I have a subreddit! I'm posting art and side projects there. Check it out!

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“Thanks for letting me drive, Magpie,” said Kiyo as she finished parallel parking. “I haven’t had a chance to do that in forever.”

“N-no problem, my dear,” I said, my knuckles white from my death grip on my arm rest. “Are you perhaps a bit rusty?”

Kiyo cocked her head at me. “What do you mean?”

“Did I hallucinate you cutting in front of that truck? I might have fainted after you went across three lanes of traffic!” I stepped out and walked around the front of the car. I’d read in human books that it was customary to open the door for one’s date.

Kiyo must not have read those books, since she was waiting for me on the sidewalk. “I had the right of way,” she replied. “What are you complaining about? I saved us, like, ten minutes.”

And took a year off my life, I didn’t say. I didn’t want to spoil things. It was already going to be hard enough to have my rendezvous with Dante without making her suspicious. I had exchanged a few text messages with him, but he hadn’t answered my calls. I didn’t even know what he looked like. I could only hope he kept the appointment.

I slung my backpack full of my diaries over my shoulder. I had written them in High Demonic up until Maggie had revealed she knew me to be a false Soren. Afterwards I had gotten a new diary and switched to a sort of shorthand, an especially prudent maneuver with as much time as Kiyo had stayed in my room. She was a security risk, not that I had ever suspected she would snoop underneath my mattress. I’

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Explore the Positive Quasi-Elemental Planes of Lightning, Mineral, Radiance, and Steam; the borders between the Positive Energy Plane and the major elemental planes.

You can read this post and see images of the Positive Quasi-Elemental Planes on Dump Stat

What are the Positive Quasi-Elemental Planes?

Between the major Inner Planes are the positive quasi-elemental planes that bridge the gap between them and the Positive Energy Plane. Four quasi-elemental planes blend the pure energy of Positive with the elements, creating worlds of agitating elements that are often as deadly as they are beautiful. The four planes are Lightning, Radiance, Mineral, and Steam, each adjoins a different elemental plane of Air, Fire, Earth, and Water, respectively.

These planes are crackling with energy and its occupants are just as full of life as the plane. Unfortunately, for many travelers, these planes are just as dangerous as the Positive Energy Plane and pose very real risks for those who visit them.

History

The positive quasi-elemental planes are first introduced in the Manual of the Planes (1987) where the foundations of each are laid. This book provides the reader with information on how deadly these planes are and their relationship to the Inner Planes as well as the Positive Energy Plane. It isn’t until The Inner Planes (1998) is released though that additional detail is provided on the inhabitants and specific places to explore. Unfortunately, little information is actually known about these planes.

An Outsider’s Perspective

Survival in any of these planes is difficult for the ill-prepared. Not only do travelers have to overcome the challenges of the major element that each quasi-plane represents, but they are energized by the Positive Energy Plane, creating agitated realms of chaotic energy.

Lightning

Travelers are greeted with a world alight with lightning and energy. The sky is crowded with black clouds and arcs of lightning. The entire plane smells of ozone while bolts leap from cloud to cloud and touching anything in this world is enough to cause static shock to explode out. A glowing brilliance, known as St. Elmo’s fire, coats everything that visits the plane, giving every creature an electrical brilliance. The biggest secret to survival on this plane is to avoid bringing any metal as even a dagger is enough to attract the elemental energies of this plane, turning the traveler into a lightning rod.

Mineral

Thought of as the treasure trove of the multiverse, the plane is made up of brilliant ge

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The Recruit as Kyle Blueman (Pt.1 - 8)

** CLASSIFIED **
MISSION BRIEFING FOR KYLE BLUEMAN
DO NOT REMOVE FROM ROOM 812
DO NOT COPY OR MAKE NOTES

(1) General Regueiro
Corps General Julio Casas Regueiro was a Cuban politician and General. He had fought in the Ogaden War fighting for Ethiopia as Substitute for the Chief of the Military Mission (Major General Arnaldo Ochoa).
Regueiro is the Deputy Minister of MINFAR (the Cuban Armed Forces Ministry) in charge of Economic Activity and also in charge of Cuba's holding company, GAE SA, which is the holding company for the commercial activities belonging to MINFAR. It manages much of Cuba's lucrative tourist industry (such as the company Gaviota) along with agriculture, import-export businesses, retail stores and other enterprises.

(2) Arms Procurement
Since 1961, Regueiro has held various logistical positions in the Revolutionary Armed Forces. Starting from 1975, Cuba had begun to provide arms and training to the communist MPLA regime in Angola to fight the Portuguese, who then colonized Angola and later on, with other factions in Angola like UNITA and FNLA. After intervention in the conflict by neighboring countries like South Africa and Zaire along with other nations like Rhodesia and the United States, the conflict had escalated drastically. The Cuban Armed Forces then began to commit more manpower and equipment towards the brutal and bloody fighting in the bush.
With ageing Cuban Equipment taking its toll by the South African Defence Forces’ mechanized warfare and superior tactics, the Soviet Union began shipping newer equipment en masse to Cuba and Angola. Due to the Cold War tensions, some of the equipment was undocumented and thus in theory, never existed.
General Regueiro took advantage of this and began to smuggle these arms and sell them on other insurgents and governments for his own gains. Due to his high position in the Communist Party of Cuba and numerous connections, he was never caught or even suspected for his lucrative activities.

(3) Arms Dealing
General Regueiro’s arms have been found in caches of regimes like the Taliban of Afghanistan, the Gaddafi Regime of Libya and insurgent groups in Sierra Leone and Liberia. Arms used by Hutu extremists in the Rwandan Genocide were also traced back to Regueiro’s dealings. While suspected of deal arms directly to these group early on. It is now suspected that Regueiro now sells the to arms dealers like Viktor Bout and Jane Oxford, who then sell them on to other group

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My name is Jawanonymous, and this is the downfall of my humanity.

I don't really know why I want to post this, but if doing so makes me feel better in any way then i consider that a win, a win that has been much needed for a while now. I get the feeling that what i feel here is mildly childish and I wish I knew why this has really fucked me up but I digress. What follows is going to have spelling and grammatical errors as well as tangents due to being quite emotional at times when writing. i hope you can bear with it if you like a good story. It's something I hid and saved in my computer in order to try to better understand.

There is such a misconstrued line of relation between abnormality and seemingly genious. i'm not sure why, but i feel as though i need to write about this. maybe it's in order to help coping with feelings and frustrations i've had lately. i think its interesting to think that there are aspects of life or events we can go through repeatedly yet our resistance to said events doesn't always grow. We dont always get stronger in the end. in order to correctly portray my initial mindset to experiencing what i did, i will need to admit a few things about myself. i certainly get the impression that im a bit abnormal, to start on a more specific foot, i have adhd and some kind of late life anxiety issues surfacing, and recently realizing i have severe issues with abandonment. with everything that has happened in my life, sometimes im not so sure those are the only things wrong either. sometimes i like to think that a lot of my characteristics have to do with my childhood and how i was clearly raised differently from others. being raised by multiple women over my lifetime with rarely any father figure around wasnt a rough childhood in my opinion, just a different one than most would experience. i recieved a lot of love, affection and attention all thorughout my childhood. i have always had my biological mother, but have had a few step mothers over time, with my biological parents divorcing at the age of 5, so i dont really remember much at all of my father, only recent memories of occasional visits as i grew older. although these were women i was raised by, it was apparent that my step mother would primarily step into those "father figure" shoes in order to show me a bit of dicipline and to be a bit more stern than my mother could be. sometimes i think that because i was raised in such a caring and loving environment, when i finally hit the real world and got close to real people, the way i act is clearly

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Help with MRI narrative please.

I had a cervical mri Monday and received the results in my app yesterday afternoon. After having a session with Dr. Google (yes yes yes, I know better, but I don't self diagnose, it's mostly to understand terminology) I'm not real clear on how bad my neck has gotten and would like to have a little indication of which way the dr visit may go. If I have a slight idea going, in my anxiety won't be as bad and I'll be able to keep my emotions under control. I don't do well with surprises. I feel so gaslighted after almost every dr visit also so understanding a little bit before going in I can control myself enough to think and ask questions instead of having to just walk out and leave the dr sitting there.

Is there anyone in the group that is able to give me some idea of how much I need to steady myself?

Here's the copy and pasted narrative text:

PROCEDURE INFORMATION:

Exam: MR Cervical Spine Without Contrast

Exam date and time: 4/19/2021 4:42 PM

Age: 52 years old

Clinical indication: Neck pain; Prior surgery; Surgery date: 6+ months; Surgery

type: Cervical fusion 2005; Patient HX: Pain and popping in neck with "shifting sensation when turning head, no recent injuries; Additional info: Cervicalgia

TECHNIQUE:

Imaging protocol: Multiplanar magnetic resonance images of the cervical spine without contrast.

COMPARISON:

CR XR SPINE CERVICAL 2 OR 3 VW 3/18/2021 11:51 AM

FINDINGS:

Vertebrae: Previous anterior fusion C5-C6 with plate and screws.

Spinal cord: Normal signal. No cord compression.

C2-C3: No significant disc disease. No significant spinal stenosis.

C3-C4: Degenerative spondylitic changes. No central canal stenosis. Mild right foraminal stenosis. Ectasia of the left vertebral artery extending into the left neural foramina to abut the thecal sac with resulting mass effect on the exiting nerve roots.

C4-C5: Degenerative spondylitic changes. No central canal stenosis. Mild right foraminal stenosis.

C5-C6: Previous anterior fusion. No central canal or foraminal stenosis.

C6-C7: Degenerative spondylitic changes. No central canal stenosis. Mild right foraminal stenosis.

C7-T1: No significant disc disease. No significant spinal stenosis.

Soft tissues: Unremarkable.

Vertebral arteries: Expected flow voids in the vertebral arteries.

IMPRESSION:

IMPRESSION:

Degenerative changes as described. Ectasia of the left vertebral artery noted,

extending into the left C3-C4 neural foramina.

End.

Also on an xray from a couple

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Minutes of A conversation on being trans in STEM (by trans people in STEM) in india. held on march 31

Minutes of 'A conversation on being trans in STEM (by trans people in STEM)

Introduction by Abigail (she/they)

Purpose of the meeting: To have a public conversation on what it is like to be trans in STEM (not sure if this is the best construction).

Ground rules: Unless you are trans , please do not unmute yourself or use the chatbox.

Introductions by everyone (Abby(she/they), Sayantan (they/them), Bittu(he/they), Ayush (they/he), Ishika, Dia(she/her))

Abby: While starting someone's journey in science - the start of the ideal scientist does not exist; the ideal scientist and rationality, and notions surrounding the same do not seem to exist.

Bittu: What does it mean to be 'rational'? This is an ideal that has an objective basis, and I study the basis of what it means to make rational (or irrational) decisions. I don't think that there is any link between rationality and being a half-way decent person. In the context of Indian science being very brahminical, Indian scientists are more brahminical...Science gives us tools to break a level of heirarchy. Casteist thinking definitely promotes science in India. Scientists and their conservatism...The back of racism has been broken by scientists...Science and its impact on breaking the 'naturalness' of sexism. Science gives you the tools with which you can counter trans and queer phobes.

All

Sayantan:

Ayush: The fears of using a scientific lens on gender and sexuality-positivist views-Our rights should not depend on whether someone finds the naturalness of our identities. I look at science through my non-binary identity-science and depoliticization-As queer folks, our bodies are political, and so is the body of science we produce. Where does science stop and where does social science begin? Statistical findings and interpretive work? All of these tools become useful - queering science and not looking at the boundaries. How my identities of being a scientist, being queer and being non-binary have guided each other.

If someonefinds some gene that can define me, that shouldn't determine

Dia: Destablizing scientific attempts to look at our queerness/transness (?) <Missed some part> All of them have the same questions: whether or not what they are doing is rational, whether the foundations of maths have essential logical fallacies? Where does objectivity get debated more than in a set theory class? Science is not without bias or purely objective. If a logician does not know what '

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How do I start improving myself?

This post is gonna be a long one.

hi, I'm 20F. I posted a question today on Ask Reddit What do people exactly mean by you need to love yourself; if you can't love yourself , you can't love someone else in a relationship?

reading the comments on this post and few other posts I've realized I have there are various signs in my behavior and multiple issues of un-confidence which i have noticed till now:-

not liking myself

self worth issues

unhappiness within myself

doubting my abilities

self proclaimed hate

constant self-deprecating jokes

self loathing/ no self worth jokes and talks

being really quiet

Judging myself negatively

Labeling myself as awkward, boring,

try to hide and avoiding the camera or getting pictures taken

giving up on things easily, giving up without even trying

unable to accept my flaws

avoiding IRL social contact

I asked my friends what I need to improve here is what they said:

  1. you run away from problems, which seems comfortable, you change your decisions/opinions/ideals as per your convenience, easily manipulated, somewhat cowardice in personality, first person to run away in case of a problem, you try to hard to be like the image of yourself which you have in your head, but that doesn't work mostly
  2. you rather go to a person who would lie to give you validation rather than someone with actual progressive criticism, people of your kind are the part of 'society' judging people who do something different because too scared to do it yourself, you'll stay safe, risk free in the little cage of anxiety you have
  3. you really need to do something abut your Emotional baggage and vulnerability
  4. Don't depend on people so much don't get attached too much
  5. You are gullible, and you have a bit need for validation. Because nobody so far made you realise that, And you yourself couldn't cultivated that either, So not your fault, and we all do this.
  6. The problem is You believe too much Your rate of acceptance of what others say is too much
  7. You overtrust , ignore red flags and accept others too much
  8. Being vulnerable is nice It's alright, It's you being you. You are the one who tries to put yourself in others shoes first, Then feel what they feel, But when start doing it, What you do is you create an image of them putting your qualities in them, But that image is not them, It's YOU who created that.

I've had acne for 9 years, my family makes fun of me, including my elder brothers and my cousins who are half my age,

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What do you guys think? Should I be worried?

Hello Reddit! I’ve got a question for all of you. I believe there is something going on with my husband (35M - Let’s call him Basketball Jones) but I (33F) am not entirely sure if it’s all in my head. Throwaway for obvious reasons but I’ve been in this subreddit before and y’all seem really helpful. I just really needed someone to chat with that isn’t a close friend or family in case this really is nothing. Anyway, here we go. It’s a long read - sorry.

Background: We got married abut five years ago and he relocated to my home country. Although, I know that there are things about his home country that he missed. So when a woman (32F - Let’s call her Missy) who was originally from his home country started at my work, I thought this would be a great connection for him. I got to know her and she seemed nice. So I invited her and her family over for dinner (this was all pre COVID)

It went great! Missy and her husband (Let’s call him Link) came over and it turns out that Missy and Basketball Jones are from the same state and speak the same local language. I was happy about this because there aren’t a lot of people from my husband’s country in the area.

So we all became good friends. Missy taught me a lot about cooking their native foods so I could make him feel at home. And Link was a great guy.

So now we are in present times. My husband’s work is essential and occasionally he has to drive to different towns. So today, he left to go to a city about three hours away. Currently, I’m working half from home and half in the office. Today, I’m at home.

There was a knock at the door. It was Missy. She had made a dish from their home country and wanted to give some to my husband. Which I thought was really sweet. I told her he wasn’t home and would be back in a few days. I said she could leave it but she said she would just come back when BB Jones returned. Then she asked if she could use the washroom quickly. I said sure and let her in. I went into the kitchen because I had something on the stove. And out of the corner of my eye, I saw Missy grab something off of one of our side tables. Anyway, she used the bathroom really quickly and left really fast. She said to tell BB Jones that she said hi.

Anyway, I didn’t ask about what she took because at the time, I wasn’t sure she took anything. But upon reflection, it was my husband’s pocket notebook. Now, this made me realize that it had been some time since I’d heard from BB Jones. He always lets me know

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Hong Kong Unsolved Murder: The Case of Elizabeth House ‘window-box tomb’

This is a pretty famous unsolved case in Hong Kong so i can find an English article abut this case. However i was still able to find some info and resources that are written in Chinese and translate it as well. I apologize in advance for any grammatical mistake or typo, i will correct it as soon as possible.

here is the report from SCMP:

The discovery of the bodies of two Singaporean brothers, heirs to a goldsmith’s chain, encased in cement at a Causeway Bay flat followed their kidnapping and the tabling of a ransom demand with a photo of a severed arm – not theirs

High-rise house of horrors: Blood trail to window-box tomb,” ran the headline in the South China Morning Post on April 1, 1984.

Blood trickling into a neighbor's flower bed led to the discovery yesterday of two badly decomposed bodies cemented into the window-box of a Causeway Bay flat […] The bodies […] both of men and believed to be Chinese, had their hands tied behind their backs with chains, and cloth tied round their heads and bare feet. They were found wrapped in a bloodstained sheet, one on top of the other, head to toe,” the story continued.

The bodies had been uncovered at the flat on a high floor of Elizabeth House, in Gloucester Road, at about 2:15pm the previous day, three hours after police started the “slow and grisly process” of breaking open the 2.5 metre-long flower box. The victims were later identified as Singaporeans George Chia Soon-seng, aged 27, and his brother Steven, 32, heirs to a wealthy goldsmith’s chain in the island state.“

It is widely believed they were involved in a monetary dispute with an Indonesian group over gold futures trading in Singapore and the two sides wished to settle their differences in Hong Kong,” the Post reported on April 6, adding that police said “the brothers were most likely killed 10 days prior to the discovery of the bodies – on or around March 20”, which would tie in with “residents’ recollections of cries for help they heard on March 18”.

It was believed the brothers had been abducted on March 2 and held captive. “The kidnappers then threatened their family for ‘several million’ Singapore dollars ransom […] Sometime in the middle of last month, a recorded tape together with a picture of a severed arm were wrapped up and left in a box outside the Chia family’s flat.“The severed arm was obviously a hoax because the bodies had not been mutilated. The Chia family eventually paid about S$1 million (abou

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I've been DMing for 20 years. This is what you have to look forward to.

I've seen a few posts on this sub detailing what people have learned from their three or four years behind the screen. It's been 20 years since my first time running a game of D&D. I cut my teeth on the third edition starter set, which I got for my birthday a few months after it first came out (I was ten!), and I've been DMing almost continuously ever since. Some of the stuff in this post definitely counts as advice, but the main point is just to say: keep it up, baby DMs, because the future is pretty sweet. This is what you have to look forward to.

You will know what you like, and you'll run it

When you've done not just one or two, but five or six or seven multi-year campaigns with different groups, different worlds, different feels and focuses, different systems and editions, you'll really get to know your own taste. You'll know the style and balance of roleplaying and combat, seriousness and rule-of-cool, darkness and comedy, emotion and lightness, power-gaming and messing about, that you like to run. And just as important, you'll know the kind of players you like to run with. You'll still explore all sorts of different worlds and different tones, but through all of them you'll be playing your game, the way you love it. And you'll have a blast.

You will command and receive respect

As an old hand GM you're a valuable commodity. You can vet your players. You can pick your players. You'll know how to manage problems, and have the guts to call out and finally kick the incorrigible offenders – you've seen so many of those problems before, and you've seen what a difference it makes to a multi-year campaign to have a brilliant vs a mediocre party or a party with even one asshole. You'll know the value of your time. You'll know the value of really good players. You'll know what cocktail of party members will make for a great experience for everyone involved.

When you're just starting out, you can feel less confident in your rulings than some of your players; you can feel like you need to change things in your world when they talk back. (To my shame, I've been a know-it-all problem player back in the day!) With 20 years under your belt, you'll still make mistakes, but you'll handle them with grace, and by and large your judgements will be sound, and your word will be law. You will be easygoing or dictatorial as the situation demands. Your settings have all the verisimilitude of long practice, and if you say something is a certain

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📅︎ Dec 11 2020
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Thank god for nailguns and rebar frames.

Day 69, 7pm. I decide I'm going to add a blade trap to the walkway that leads to my elevated horde base. There's some fences I put up to keep zombies and myself from falling off the wrong side that need to go before I can build the overhang that the blade trap will hang from (at head height, ofc). I remove the first fence block, ok. Second block, ok. Third block, oh fuck. Collapse. The ENTIRE BASE. EVERYTHING. My best weapons and best armor, all kitted out with optimal rare and not-yet-craftable mods. Gone with the swing of a sledgehammer. Level 6 AK with rad remover, gone. Level 5 autoshotgun, gone. Level 5 and 6 full military gear with movement and sound mods, gone. Now it's 7:30pm and I've just lost about 30 hours worth of looted gear, I have literally no base to mount a fight in and horde night begins in just over 24 hours.

I just walked home and exited. Contemplated uninstalling, because it's going to take more than a while to get all that shit again. But after the shock wore off I fired it back up and with the magic of nailgun, rebar frames and thousands of concrete I mixed without any real plan to use I have the whole base rebuilt better than it was before and it's not even noon of day 70. Even managed to figure out why it collapsed, the fences I broke were a later addition and my "clever" idea to place them abutting the concrete blocks rather than directly on top caused the bottom one to act as structural support rather than just a fence. As the game saw it that was actually holding the whole north facing wall of the structure up, once it was gone everything else slid after it.

What a nightmare. I even had OBS open with replay capture running and the shock was so enormous that I completely forgot to save it. At least I'll probably survive the night and can rebuild my arsenal later. And I learned that I shouldn't keep my best everything in one crate, or at least not in one crate atop a questionably sound structure.

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📰︎ r/7daystodie
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📅︎ Feb 09 2021
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My Implant Experience

So, I'm in the process of replacing my cobalt chrome denture with implants. Before starting this process, I couldn't find anyone's full experience of the process. My intention here is to give anyone considering implants an idea of what I went through and maybe what you could expect.

Last year, I had discussed with my own dentist the possibility of implants and whether or not I would be viable for them. I have had dentures for the last 19 years; I am in my mid 30s. After a return visit for a check up, I asked if he could arrange a consultation as the funds were looking good at the time in the bank. I got the call and arranged an appointment for November. When November rolled around, I had 2 appointments that day, one for a CT scan and one for the consultation.

For the CT scan, I had to take out my denture, bite down on a mouthpiece, cross my hands to hold on to machine and the scanner rotated around my head. I was standing up for this process. It took maybe 60 seconds in total. I then went to the consultant for a chat. He had received my scan which allowed him to rotate the image, zoom in and out and also cut through a cross section of my teeth, gums and skull. It looks pretty cool; I got a copy of it for myself with the software. If you don't ask, you don't get! He also took a digital scan of my mouth with his own scanner which built a 3d colour image of my teeth and gums on his screen.

With the two scans, he was able to tell me that to replace 3 teeth in the front, I would need a bone graft. He would need further analysis to determine if the bone graft would come from myself, my lower jaw at the corner under my ear, or if it would come from an animal. Depending on the amount of bone loss I had incurred over the last 19 years, the more severe graft would involve my own bone. This would involve a surgeon from the hospital and would be a painful recovery. Fortunately, I was able to go with the animal bone. If it had of been my own, I don't think I would have gone through with the implants and would have kept on truckin with the denture.

I was able to book in my procedure for this month. Great news, get through Covid Christmas and New Years and then deal with the procedure when we are back in lockdown. I am two days into recovery now and all seems good! I had been prescribed antibiotics to take starting the day before the procedure. One tablet to be taken three times a day for three days.

Now let's rewind to Wednesday - the day of the appointme

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📰︎ r/Dentistry
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📅︎ Jan 15 2021
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can anyone explain my symptoms?

24M, 5'4'', 236 lb, African American

My building has this central heating system (water based, I think), and has baseboards all throughout. About three weeks ago, I noticed there was paper stuck in one, and tried to remove it with scissors. It was late at night, so I went to bed shortly after, but I woke up with a swollen lower-left lip. After that, whenever I was near that particular baseboard while it was on, I got this (usually dull) headache, and mild dizziness (I should note that I don't have the ability to turn it off, since it's controlled by a thermostat. The landlord could turn off the heating system in the basement, apparently, but he doesn't live here). I talked to my mom about this, but she assured me nothing dangerous could be coming from the baseboard. A week after this started, while I was sleeping, I felt this tingling all over my body, then this feeling of coldness/weakness all over my body (even in my head). I stayed in my mom's room for nearly two weeks, and my mom called someone else who, without checking, assured nothing was wrong. Nevertheless, I stayed in my mom's room for nearly two weeks, until we rearranged the room so that my bed was further away from the baseboard, and closer to a window.

However, I was still having symptoms (the headaches and dizziness), so I called the fire department, and they found nothing. They also called the gas company on my behalf (even though I didn't ask for it, is that normal?), and they apparently found nothing. They found nothing in my room though they only checked for a few seconds, and the heater wasn't on for long. They also checked the stove and found nothing, and they checked the basement. I wasn't there for the last check, but another resident was (not the landlord, but the closest person to one basically) and he didn't say that anything was wrong (he didn't exactly say everything was okay either though...).

However, now I don't know how to explain my symptoms. Does anyone here have any ideas (something I didn't think of, or possibly placebo/anxiety)?

There is one other thing I should mention. Two days after this all started, A mouse ran up to my heel. I was slow in knocking it away (possibly because of the headache/dizziness I was feeling), and I was worried it might have bit me. There was no blood though, and when I finally got to see a doctor about it (nearly three weeks after it happened, aka a few days ago), the doctor saw no signs of a bits (the blood tests won't be ready for abut t

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📅︎ Apr 16 2021
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Stuck in a friendship

You've read my story before. To be honest, there is not too much changed. But.. where else do we go to talk about this thing we do? I'm not really asking for advice, but I'd love to hear your input. I certainly don't need to be told how dangerous this thing is with a coworker...

We worked together for close to a year. We always had a good professional relationship. I found her attractive, but only in a casual sort of way.

Towards the end of the first year, things began to change. Comments became flirty. Casual touches began to materialize. Text messages started to creep off work topics and past work hours. We started picking up little "coffee & bagel" type gifts through the week. My attraction to her grew beyond something casual.

At that point, I'd say I found my self struck with a healthy dose of middle school infatuation. I thought about her all the time. That's when I started posting on here. The response was what would be expected. A large cry from the "stay away from coworkers at all costs" crowd. A few people saying go for it. And, more than one or two DMs telling me they had found a great relationship with a coworker.

But, one reply in particular struck me. Someone posted a study that found the vast majority of male/female friendships turned out that the male thought there was something more and the woman was simply being friends. That hit me. It threw cold water on my parade for sure.

But... I'm glad I read it and stepped back to consider. Because I was totally stuck in the puppy dog love stage. Blinded by infatuation. Convincing myself that something existed where it did not.

You see, I'm a pretty introverted guy. I'm not shy or awkward, but I am sensitive and I keep a small, close circle of friends. Part of being an introvert with a small circle is overanalyzing. I scrutinize and read into every word that is said and every move that is made.

She, on the other hand, is a social extrovert. She makes friends in every room she enters. People are drawn to her. On top of that, she is beautiful, smart, has money... the full package. She says what is on her mind.

That's a dangerous combination. The beautiful popular girl starts paying attention to the guy who never finds himself as the center of attention. Of course I was making it all up!

So I cooled my jets. I stepped back and just started to enjoy the friendship we had. I took it for what it was, and I found contentment there.

But... the friendship has now grown into something undeniably

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📰︎ r/adultery
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📅︎ Jan 31 2021
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I found a black bear scavenging human remains in the Smokey Mountains (story+lessons learned)

Hi all,

Fair warning: this'll be fairly long with some graphic content!

In early September a friend and I stumbled upon a black bear actively scavenging human remains in the back country of the Smokey Mountains National Park (NC side). I've gone back and forth with myself about posting on this topic, but after mentioning it on a smaller subreddit I was immediately asked a bunch of questions about how we handled the experience. I thought it could be helpful to post about it in this larger community in order to tell the story and talk abut some of the lessons we learned though this event.

The incident occurred on the 4th day of our trip. Up to that point we had seen very little bear sign in the 30-40 miles we had covered. At the beginning of the day we dropped off the AT into the valley we would be hiking and immediately had a close encounter with an adult black bear. It went perfectly and the bear ran off once it noticed our presence. As we continued throughout the day, we noticed more bear sign in this valley then we had seen previously.

When we got to our campsite we noticed another tent in the area and various personal items on a makeshift picnic table including a phone. The general vibe of the scene was that someone had made lunch and gone for a day hike without taking the time to tidy up. My buddy and I made camp, pumped water/ had coffee, and I prepared to start fishing the creek we were camped on. This is when I noticed a bear poking its head out of a bush on the other side of the creek. We watched the bear intently for a period of time as it seemed unfazed by the attention we were giving it, which we thought concerning.

After a period of observation, we finally notice that it had a bear bag ripped open with some human food scattered on the bank of the creek.

I want to stress here how dense the brush was: it took us a long time to realize what was around the bear and it was honestly a stroke of luck that I saw the bear at all.

At this point we are concerned that the bear saw the campsite as a food source, and frankly we were a bit angry at our camp-mate for seeming to leave a bear bag un-hung in the campsite. I went about a mile up and down the trail to look for our camp-mate. The search was unsuccessful.

My friend and I made the decision to try to establish an aggressive presence and scare the bear away from the camp. We were undeterred from staying the night, and planned on cooking and hanging food far down the trail. We went down th

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Brainstorming Foci for Ultraviolet Grasslands Races

I've seen a few other people interested in mashing these together, thought you might be interested in these (and might have some feedback) These are not meant to be balanced, but instead to match the setting.

Cat Lords of the Violet City

You are small, the size of a normal housecat with opposable thumbs and a snakelike tail. You can mentally enslave a human as your pet.

Level 1: Reroll your ST using 2d4. Add +2 to Int and Dex. Gain Sneak as a bonus skill. Once per day you may cast "Enthrall Human". This spell is equivalent to "Ineluctable Shackles of Volition", but can only be cast on a human who is petting you and you may only enthrall one human at a time with this spell. At any time you may communicate telepathically with anyone within 30 feet and may also telepathically cause your human pet to speak, like a ventriloquist

Level 2: Your "Enthrall human" spell now acts as Obnubilation of the Will, again subject to the limitation that only one human can be enthralled at a time and the human must be petting you. Your serpent tail develops a narcotic bite. On a successful attack and failed physical save, this results in a -2 to all mental and evasion saving throws for the rest of the scene.

Thoughts: I'm not sure how to handle small creatures in general. I assume a cats can't carry much for example (that's what the pet human is for!). Cats might also want reduced HP and some "dodge death once/lvl" ability but they were getting complicated already.

Porcelain Prince

You are a multi-body intelligence linked by glandular psyche-psyche links. All your drones customarily wear identical porcelain masks.

Level 1: You may have a number of bodies equal to your level + 1. Adding a body requires a suitable lab, a willing or restrained subject, a Necromancer capable of casting Merge Souls, and 2000 sp. Each body adds an additional 1d8+1 HP. HP is shared between all bodies. An area attack hitting multiple bodies does damage for each body hit. Bodies retain their original ST, Con, and Dex stats. Bodies can all attack independently, but you can only cast one spell, make one skill check, or perform one other primarily mental action per round. Your bodies must stay within 500m of each other to remain connected to the group. If a body is separated by more than this distance, you must make a mental save once per day to keep control of it.

Level 2: You may send one or more bodies away to perform tasks independently at distances of

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📰︎ r/WWN
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📅︎ Mar 12 2021
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AITA For living with my boyfriend's parents without asking?

Before I started living with my boyfriend's parents we we're together for about a year at the time. His mom was really curious about who he was dating and wanted to meet me. When I met his mom we immediately got along and she liked me a lot, we talked all the time. The dad was a bit hesitant in me being in his room at night and would "check up" on us sometimes to see what we were doing.

After a little while people in the house got a little more comfortable with me and a family friend and his mom staying at the house would get upset that I'm leaving. I felt a little bad when I had to go home. After a while I just started staying a couple nights here and there then for months. At this time the total number of people in the house was 7, including me. The house is a pretty big 5 bedroom 3 bath. No one really said anything but there was some tension building between one of the brothers and his wife. This brother went to the military and I had started staying there a little after he moved out to go love on base with his wife.

The brother in the military, I'll call him Juan and I'll call his wife Laura. Many times while staying at the house my boyfriends mom would complain to me about Laura. I would catch the mom crying late at night on the stairs and complain that Laura was making her son go in the military. The mom would say they got married too quickly and complain the marriage was done in court (right before he joined the military, they even had a kid as soon as they got in). The mom was pretty speculative of her and would frequently talk about how lazy Laura was. The mom would also say that I am her favorite (which made me feel a pretty welcome).

So Juan and Laura would come visit once in a while and one day in particular they had decided they were going to "call me out". Before all this I was planning on moving out sooner, but I had a stroke (didn't affect my mobility but it took me a long time to get all the testing done). So that stopped my plans of moving out for a while. I helped clean the house frequently. So, this day Juan came to visit he said to me "I'm sorry, but I'm going to call you out." I just kind of ignored it because I didn't know what he was talking about. Instead of him calling me out though Laura decided to do it instead. She was talking to me one day and said, "When I was living with my parents I always paid rent." And kind of just kept repeating that sentence over again and I just kind of nodded my head. I didn't realize she was t

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Baha 6 Max first impressions

(I posted this in /r/HearingAids and was encouraged to post it here as well). I thought I'd write up sort of a review of this hearing aid and perhaps see other people's experience.

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I have single-sided mixed hearing loss (damaged nerves + damaged/surgically removed bones of the inner ear). It affects mostly the higher frequencies, some of which are completely missing, making it hard to follow speech especially in noisy environments. I've tried a number of conventional hearing aids, none of which helped me very much. I got to try the Ponto Superpower 3 on a headband for a while, with promising results, and recently got the abutment implanted. The abutment is Ponto, but is compatible with both Ponto and Cochlear's BAHA aids.

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I'm fortunate enough to live in Norway, which means health care is basically free and I don't have to pay a penny for hearing aids. I can also choose which device to use, but the Ponto Superpower 4 isn't available here yet. I'm going to ask to try it when it is. I'm also waiting for acessories like an external microphone for the BAHA 6.

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It works a lot better than with a headband, as expected. There's suddenly a lot more sound around me, which can be distracting and annoying sometimes, but I guess there's a learning curve training my brian to filter out what I don't need to hear. It's harder to know where sounds are coming from, which is probably both because my good ear picks up some of the sounds amplified by the hearing aid, and of course also because I'm just not used to the stereo perspective. There's always a faint background hiss when it's on, sort of like when you've recorded something with a less than professional microphone.

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The sound does seem kind of thin or metallic-y, which surprises me given the stellar sound quality you can get these days with headphones and earbuds. So it doesn't seem to be very good for listening to music (I'm not a total audiophile, but I'll pay $300 for good headphones).

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Background noises like AC hum comes and goes a little, but for the most part this hearing aid seems to do a decent job at amplifying what I need to hear (I assume my audiologist can fine-tune it further). It's pretty useless in windy conditions, though it has an 'outdoors' program which dampens the noise quite a bit. Even walking fast indoors can cause significant noise. If someone is stacking plates or sorting cutlery in the same room I just have to turn it off, it's li

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Fun Facts About Ravel

Joseph-Maurice Ravel has always been — and will likely always be — my favorite composer. Years ago, in middle school, I began researching this man only to find that though he was and is a decently well known name, information on his life and personality was quite scarce. This only made me want to know more.

I’ll save you the basic facts; most of us know that he was born in the Basque Country, he moved quite a bit as a child, his father was an engineer from near Geneva, he struggled with the conservative faculty of the Conservatoire, proudly served in WWI as a driver at a late age, and eventually died after gradually losing his ability to read, write, and speak at 62 years old. This post is for the little tidbits that shine light on the man that Maurice Ravel truly was. I will admit that I don’t have many sources; this post comes from years of research, and I’d be hard pressed to find where I first learned these things about him. That said, let’s begin! Allons-y !

Ravel had shoulder length hair complete with straight-cut bangs until he was at least 14 years old, which tended to set him apart. His long time friend, Ricardo Viñes, later said it was the first thing he noticed when the two met each other for the first time. Together, they would pass the time experimenting with new sounds on the piano and enjoyed playing a good amount of Chabrier. At one point, the two boys payed Chabrier himself a visit, playing one of his pieces in his home. They entered the house excited, and apparently quite humbled! Viñes became an accomplished pianist at the Conservatoire, while Ravel eventually decided to leave piano performance in favor of composition. Viñes would even go on to premier a few of Ravel’s compositions.

Ravel was baptized Catholic as an infant, but was never religious, even directly calling himself an atheist in a certain discussion. Later in life, however, he would generously donate to the church near his home in Montfort-l’Amaury. The priest called him the best Christian in the parish.

Ravel was no athlete, but was an excellent swimmer (before his brain issues) and tireless walker despite his petit frame at ~5’2” and ~108 lbs. He would walk miles at a time through the streets, and loved to walk in all seasons (though autumn was his least favorite, since “that’s when everything dies”) through the Rambouillet Forest that abutted his back yard.

He was also an insomniac, and (in)famously lax with regards to deadlines and meeting times. When Léon Leyritz

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📅︎ Mar 29 2021
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I Made an "Effort Post"! Please Give It a Try! - Thoughts on Sakura - Ijiranaide, Nagatoro-san [DISC]

Hey, folks.

I hope everyone’s enjoying the knowledge that springtime’s no longer a dream for us in the Northern Hemisphere. It was a mild enough winter, though we had that crazy pocket of cold air creep down the Great Plains of the United States all the way to Mexico. 🥶 Still, it wasn’t that unusual; us Minnesotans need things to be pretty off-kilter to call a winter weird.

But even to people in the Midwest, where we ride dogsleds and eat Polar Bear meat, winter’s end is never unwelcome. I don’t think I could ever live in a place without all four seasons. The death and rebirth seen every year helps to… keep things in perspective.

I know I probably spend too much of my free-time—not that it takes that long, really—speculating and writing Nagatoro stuff, but I really enjoy doing it and enjoy that some others enjoy it. Plus, my chronic-insomnia’s kept me from slumbering more than four or five hours at a time for almost three years. 😬 It’s handy for some things (not really…), but I kinda miss the kinda of z’s I caught when I was a kid.

Meh… You didn’t come here for that. You came here to read another excessive discourse on one of the Naga-friends, and up to bat is the darling deity of the 🌸Cherry-blossom Disciples🌸, Sakura.

All hail Sakura, 3rd Place winner of a recent \"best-girl\" poll!

Really, I still don't know why Sakura's my favorite Naga-friend, but I'm not worrying about that today.

I’m sure I’ll repeat myself with some of my erstwhile malarkey from my other scribblings, but there are always new potential readers, and any piece of writing worth its salt can stand on its own. Looking further with other sources is helpful, but any such document should contain what’s needed to understand upon reading.

Also, please forgive my overemployment of elipses (…) and em-dashes (—). When I don’t have to write formally, I write how I think, and I think with a lot of pauses and in-subject tangents. It’s also how I talk.

Onto business…

What Is Perceived

Sakura appears the playgirl. She’s strung along numerous boys prior to and during the current storyline, individually and in groups. She puts forward a carnal-confidence that would rattle any but the most jaded male, and she’s willing to back it up physically, at least to a degree. Sakura knows what makes boys tick… at lea

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📰︎ r/manga
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📅︎ Mar 21 2021
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I dont know how to move forward from this

A couple of years ago heading to work at about 5 am I came across a car accident, the car hit  a power pole no brakes they were travelling at about 100 kms or so. It was a small car with three children that were unrestrained and two adults, the wife wasn't wearing a seatbelt. The car hit so hard that the headlights popped out and travelled about 30 meters.

When I got there it was a bit chaotic and no one seemed to really know what to do. I ended up taking the toddler a little girl still in nappies from the father who was in shock rocking her unconsciously on his lap. As I moved off the road I was told that another child was also unconscious a boy about 6 or 7. the third boy was also injured but he was crying and awake and another lady who stopped  was holding him.

I tried to keep the two children alive until the ambulance arrived however they both stopped breathing very close together and as I made the difficult choice to focus on one child thankfully another person turned up and began working on the other child. Any way they both died within seconds of each other it turned out, and so did the mother.

The police rocked up first and they were so shocked seeing injured children. The person reporting it initially didn't know abut the children and I watched the reactions of the police as they learned the truth of the situation. This was repeated when the ambulance arrived.  It was horrible, I spent most of the next few months going through the "what if" scenarios in my head. I should have done this, I should have done that. I feel like I didn't try enough I feel like I let them down.

I think about those two children every day of my life. I drive past the pole and even though the tributes slowly disappear I know that power pole so well. I'm not sure its healthy but I often stop at that pole and sit there I like to talk to the children tell them about my day. I know there is no answers there, I've looked so hard. I don't think I will ever accept that I couldn't have done something more. Logically I know now that their injuries were very severe and I have been told that even with the best care available they could not be saved.

But its not good enough in my mind.

At the time I attended the crash I had children the same age as the little girl and the little boy. I couldn't change a nappy for months I couldn't face my children without the ghosts of those little children staring back at me.

I wish with all me being that I did better

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