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newyorkthegoldenage · 6 months
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President Harry Truman addressing one million people in Central Park on Navy Day, October 27, 1945, as 1,200 Navy planes flashed overhead.
Photo: George Skadding for Life magazine
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incognitopolls · 4 months
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We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.
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dilf-in-peril · 6 months
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cultofpoppy-tm · 6 months
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ZIG is out Friday
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starosis · 8 months
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sysboxes · 4 months
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Would you be willing to create a directory for userboxes so it's easier to find specific types? Short directory example to explain what I mean:
- Movies
- Anime/manga
- TV shows
- Books
- Pronouns
- System roles
- Etc
Thank you for the suggestion! We’ve talked about it and decided it would be nearly impossible to go through every box and categorize them all accurately, and many boxes could fit in different categories. We do try to tag some things as “boundaries” or “preferred terminology” when applicable, but i’m sure we’ve missed some here and there. We do write the text of each box below the box to make it easier to search for specific boxes though!
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being an editor in the Taylor fandom is like. I know the dates of all of Taylor's album releases by heart, know every scene from every music video and could probably tell you what photoshoot a picture is from just by looking at it. none of this will ever matter in real life but here I am
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michael-aftonz · 7 months
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it's officially october... u know what that means! it's time to go crazy everyday until the release of the fnaf movie.
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picklepie888 · 2 years
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Van Helsing: Friend John, its becoming more apparent that Madam Mina is getting more inhuman with each passing day. Tonight I want you to help me test her hypnosis further. But please keep this a secret from Mr. Harker, in case we may have to *whispers* ill-kay his ife-way.
Jack: Huh? I didn't understand that last part, Professor.
Van Helsing: *whispers* I said we may have to ill-kay his ife-way.
Jack: You know I don't speak Dutch. Just say it in English!
Van Helsing: I SAID WE MAY HAVE TO KILL HIS-
Jonathan: *enters the room, still holding his knife* Hey guys. Awful lot of whispering and yelling going on in here. What are you two doing?
Van Helsing: *visibly nervous* Nothing! Friend John and I are simply having a casual, very unimportant conversation.
Jack: Oh, I get it now! You were saying we may have to kill-
Van Helsing: *violently slaps his hand over Jack's mouth* TIME!!! KILL THE TIME!!! You're absolutely right Friend John!!! Conversations are the perfect way to kill the time as we wait for the Czarina Catherine's arrival!!
Jonathan: *suspicious glaring*
Van Helsing: *whispers harshly* Ut up-shay about the an-play in front of arker-Hay, or he'll it-slay our oats-thray with his ife-knay!
Jonathan: What was that about the an-play?
Van Helsing: Nothing! I was just telling an old Dutchman joke! *loud forced laughter*
Jack: We're definitely not planning to do something to your wife behind your back!
Both: *nervous sweating with forced smiles*
Jonathan:.. Okay? Well, I'm going to go check on Mina now. My wife, whom I love more than God Himself. Whom I am willing to die or kill for at any moment's notice. You two continue your chat.
Van Helsing: Ok, thanks! Goodbye now, Friend Jonathan!
Jonathan: *leaves*
Jack: So just to clarify, you did mean to say that we may have to kill his wife right?
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umlewis · 6 months
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wonysela · 6 months
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‘cause baby i could build a castle
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out of all the bricks they threw at me
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notes: lyrics from taylor swift’s ‘new romantics’
i made this moodboard to celebrate 1989 tv since this is the 4th album out of the 6 she’s reclaimed! i’m so proud of taylor almost getting all the original rights of her first 6 albums. my journey with taylor has been a long one and i’m glad to be a swiftie. STREAM 1989 TV!!
p.s: (‘say don’t go’ is my favourite vault track)
link to my masterlist where all my moodboards are etc
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newyorkthegoldenage · 6 months
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It's no secret that the British Royal Family of the time loved Broadway musicals. During her visit to New York, Queen Elizabeth the Queen Mother got a chance to see The Pajama Game at the St. James Theater before the London production opened, October 27, 1954.
Photo: Marty Lederhandler for the AP
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incognitopolls · 4 months
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We ask your questions so you don’t have to! Submit your questions to have them posted anonymously as polls.
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lemon-leviathan · 6 months
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Who’s Going To See The Fnaf Movie This Weekend, And How Are You Dressing? I’m Asking Because I Plan On Seeing It In Theaters Sometime Within The Next Week/Week And A Half And Wanted To Know Other People’s Plans.
I’d Go Friday, But I’m Afraid There’ll Be A Ton Of Children There…
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cultofpoppy-tm · 9 months
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Pre-order Poppy's new album ZIG, out October 27, 2023.
impoppy.com
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goth-claudia · 6 months
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I miss poetry
The words would flow from me like....
a warm summer day. Drowning in guitar and fuzz. Looking at the trees. a real voice. make me a real boy. stringing together just the right terms words something to create to feel to-
lose track of my own art is to lose my voice. Back in the tower. To find it again is like pulling teeth. Unnatural. Painful. Confusing. unoriginal and trite and deeply obvious and frankly embarrassing to think this could be moving-
out of bed and to the couch and back to bed with little inbetween. I scroll online and take none of it in. My thoughts are scattered and my sentences meaningless. The world is so cruel. I call doctors and call out of work and apologize again to my teachers as I spend hours a day doing anything but thinking-
that this could mean anything. The conceited heart of an artist. That your words change anyone but yourself. That they are missed. All artists think they matter and very few of them are right-
and left and right and left moving forward. my legs ache after five minutes of standing. my head swims and my vision becomes. strange. I should have the words, having the words is my only job. My doctor is concerned and everyone else seems mostly inconvenienced. I keep to myself. I search for a conclusion. I call my doctor again hoping to get an in person meeting this time. I go on my meds and go off my meds. I sleep again. October ends. The world moves on.
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