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My work boots are the most expensive shoes I’ve ever owned.

Also the most comfortable. I chose them after trying on several different brands and comparing lifespan vs usage vs comfort - I needed them for a physically demanding job, not the weekend hiking trails. I could have easily chosen cheaper boots that would have lasted long enough to be worth their low price, but I know the Sam Vimes Boot Theory and knew weaker, less comfortable boots would make my life harder in the long run.

So when the outside edge of the heel started wearing down after three years of heavy use I went to the shop I got them from and said “hey this is a common problem for me with how I walk but now it’s affecting my ankles and knees and I don’t wanna have to buy a new pair, is there a way to fix this?”

The salesman at this very fancy upscale boot store said “oh yeah, there’s a shoe repair place that can give you some heel guards - it’ll keep the rubber from wearing out.”

So at 8am this morning right after my 9hr shift ends I went to the shoe repair shop and it is the most hole-in-the-wall, is-this-a-real-business-or-a-mafia-front, am-I-gonna-get-shot tiny cinder block cube I’ve ever seen in my life. I grew up plenty poor and love me a good hole-in-the-wall business, but going from upscale store to this cash-only repair shop gave me whiplash. Wasn’t expecting this when a guy who wears three piece suits to sell boots said it’s the best place to go.

The skinny kid behind the counter looks somehow 16 and 25 at the same time, but when I tell him this place was recommended he smiles and says to hand over my boots. I hand him the vaguely warm foot-smelling boots, and stand in my socks in the 3’ square entryway surrounded by every color leather polish you could buy and watch as he turns my boots around in his hands, sizes up a crescent moon bits of plastic, and unceremoniously hammers tiny nails through them before handing them back.

The heels are perfectly level again. I can walk without almost rolling my ankles. They don’t clack loudly on the pavement or feel different. This is gonna fix my knee pain. It cost $10.

This kid had every tool he needed within arms reach, worked fast and smoothly, I was in and out the door in less than 8 minutes, and it only cost $10.

I didn’t think anything could cost only $10 anymore. I’m so used to hyperinflation prices I was spiritually thrown back to the 1400’s visiting the cobbler in town square. This kid might have been that cobbler and just decided to never die.

I’m still reeling from the whiplash, and gobsmacked at the price, and thrilled I didn’t have to go buy new, worse work boots (cuz I don’t have that kind of money for a second pair, I’m expecting these ones to last a decade) and it feels like I just experienced one of the rare little chunks of magic that floats around our world.

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a court of thorns and roses. ballad of songbirds and snakes. bowl of macaroni and cheese

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let’s tell each other stories

followed by the color sketch and the original idea

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I FUCKING HATE EVERY SINGLE NEW INSTAGRAM UPDATE NO I DONT WANT YOUR FUCKING REPOST BUTTON I CAN LITERALLY CHOOSE FROM NUMBER OF OTHER PLATFORMS IF I WANT TO PUT SOMEONE ELSE'S SHIT ON MY OWN FEED

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recently came across some plates and bowls that would be perfect for a children's hospital

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i hope that someday there will be no more advertisements ever again

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tak když už všichni víme, že se italsky holub říká piccione (pičóne), musíte taky vědět, že italský překlad slova lepkavá je

appiccicosa (a-píči-koza)

@teplavecernice víš, díky komu mi to došlo

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I lost my baby after 6 months of hope… No words can describe the pain 💔💔

I share this update with a heart weighed down by sorrow and heartbreak…

We are still living in the heart of catastrophe. Ongoing starvation, fear, and the lack of safety have destroyed what remains of our humanity. We lost our home, our jobs, our dreams… we lost the life we once knew!

I lost my baby after six months of pregnancy. Six months during which I awaited his birth as a sole beacon of hope amid death and destruction. I held onto him as a symbol of a new beginning… but he left before seeing the light of day. 💔😭

The miscarriage was difficult and painful. My body could no longer endure. I became unable to move, and my health has sharply deteriorated. My heart tears apart every moment I remember that I lost my baby…🥹

My family and I are now suffering from severe malnutrition. We’ve lost a great deal of weight and can no longer find anything to satisfy our hunger. We need flour, basic foods, nutritional supplements, and urgent medicines so I can regain my strength and care for my child and family who are still alive and struggling every day to survive.

I know you have never hesitated to help, and you have always been a symbol of humanity. But today I write to you with the last strength I have left… because my life and the lives of my family are in your hands.

Your support now means life for us… it means we have not been forgotten in this hell.

From the depths of my heart, Please not leave us alone in these moments.

Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #152 ) ✅

This campaign has also been verified by @90_ghost ✅

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tak a teď se vytaste

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in my heart he's always on the roof

🫶🔥🏃🧃🪪

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The left image as a rug and the right image as a ceiling poster

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Ahojda, printíky jsou na světě! Pokud se nedomluvíme na osobní předání, bude cena ješte plus poštovné ☺️

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HELP NEEDED

donate or share this campaign! help Haya and her family in Gaza survive

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #621 )✅️

Today was unlike any other.

We received a few donations and with them, we had our first real meal in over a month. For the first time in so long, we didn’t go to sleep hungry. We cried, not from pain this time, but from overwhelming joy and gratitude.

To everyone who donated, shared, or simply kept us in their thoughts thank you. You didn’t just feed us. You reminded us that we’re not alone. You gave us back a piece of our dignity and hope.

But the struggle isn’t over. We’re still in need of food, support, and a little more light in these hard times.

Please, if you can, continue to help. Every share, every dollar, every act of kindness makes a real difference.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you. And please, stay with us on this journey.

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fandom is getting a bit too puritan these days

and no i dont mean like how more people stopped shipping inc*st/weird age gaps, bc thats a good thing actually

i mean over harmless shit like crackshipping, shipping characters that canonically hate each other/have little chemistry outside fanon, oc or self insert x canon, etc

im begging you to kill the cop in your brain and let people have fun. we are not canon showrunners, we don't have to fall in line with canon if we dont wanna

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So sad to hear about Donald Trump. My heart goes out to everyone affected by the tragedy this morning