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Vegan pizza for everyone. For Rex.
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cherry valley forever

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Keni
Misplaced Lens Cap

Love Begins

Andulka

#extradirty
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Stranger Things

Product Placement
taylor price
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Show & Tell
The Stonewall Inn
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Everyone is in a good mood 🥳
Vegan pizza for everyone. For Rex.
Swimming. For a friend.
Life-saving treatment is free in countries with universal health care.
In America, where we have parasitic billionaires demanding more tax breaks, debt-ridden patients and their families beg on GoFundMe.
#learn
Precedent.
Her name is Adriana Smith, and she was a nurse. She was 9 weeks pregnant when she went to the hospital for severe headache and knew something was wrong. She was sent home, and died in her sleep from the blood clots in her brain.
Because she was pregnant, the state has kept her on life support since February against the explicit wishes of her family. Not only does she already have a young son that lost his mother, but her family is facing potentially millions in hospital bills.
Indications are that both Adriana and her baby suffered severe oxygen deprivation. Scans since then have found severe fluid on the brain, and there are major doubts about whether the baby will even SURVIVE being born at 32 weeks. If the baby survives, the family stated he will likely be severely disabled and require lifelong care.
Johnny Rivers - Positively 4th Street (1968)
In the mid to late 60s, it seemed like everyone had to record a Dylan cover. Most are ok, but some were actually good. Johnny Rivers' rendition of Positively 4th Street removes some of the bitterness of the original, but it's still a very appealing version with a nice buildup. Supposedly even Dylan liked it.
Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes You'd know what a drag it is to see you
Celestial Performers: Folios from a Kalpasutra Manuscript, India (Gujarat) ca. 1490
In Jain cosmology, Shakra’s heaven is a blissful place where the jinas reside for eternity. It is populated by celestial dancers, seen here as beautiful maidens sensuously poised in the text margins. These scenes are echoed in the textual descriptions of the Kalpasutra celebrating Mahavira. The manuscript displays an innovative use of red, blue, and green marginal designs that anticipates sixteenth-century styles and lavish gold script on a red ground.
happy mother's day
let’s be armoured with mama
Happy Mother's Day, everyone.
Don't give up!
Mary Ure in Where Eagles Dare (1968)
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“Optimism is radical. It is the hard choice, the brave choice. And it is, it seems to me, most needed now, in the face of despair—just as a car is most useful when you have a distance to close. Otherwise it is a large, unmovable object parked in the garage. These days, the safest way for someone to appear intelligent is being skeptical by default. We seem sophisticated when we say “we don’t believe” and disingenuous when we say “we do.” History and fable have both proven that nothing is ever entirely lost. David can take Goliath. A beach in Normandy can turn the tide of war. Bravery can topple the powerful. These facts are often seen as exceptional, but they are not. Every day, we all become the balance of our choices—choices between love and fear, belief or despair. No hope is ever too small.”
— Guillermo Del Toro
Mother and Child (photo book), Nell Dorr
Judson Memorial Church
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“As the pain that can be told is but half a pain, so the pity that questions has little healing in its touch. What Lily craved was the darkness made by enfolding arms, the silence which is not solitude, but compassion holding its breath.” ― Edith Wharton, The House of Mirth