#AIStreaming

[clevertalelover]

Muviz Review: Revolutionize Your Streaming Journey with AI-Powered Innovation|

Hi readers, here is my Muviz review. In today’s fast-paced digital world, streaming has become the cornerstone of entertainment. From binge-watching favorite TV shows to catching the latest blockbuster films, platforms like Netflix and Amazon Prime have led the charge, setting high standards in the industry. But what if you could create your streaming service with a few clicks?

Enter Muviz, a groundbreaking AI-powered solution designed to democratize content streaming. Promising to set up your personalized platform in just 60 seconds, Muviz aims to make the expansive world of online streaming accessible for everyone.

Whether you’re a budding entrepreneur or a passionate movie buff, Muviz offers the tools and technology to transform your streaming aspirations into reality. Join us as we delve deeper into its features, usability, and potential to make an impact on the ever-growing streaming industry.

Read the full review here>>>

[uscarssince1935]

1936 DeSoto Custom Aistream Coupé

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[gis56]

📺 "Streaming Gold: The Pay-Per-View Market is Thriving"

Live Streaming Pay-Per-View (PPV) Market is transforming the way we consume content, offering exclusive real-time access to events from sports and concerts to webinars and e-sports tournaments. Driven by advancements in streaming technology and the growing demand for interactive experiences, this market presents lucrative opportunities for content creators, service providers, and global audiences alike.

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Key Insights 📊

The entertainment sector, especially sports (35% market share) and concerts (45% market share), dominates the market, fueled by the demand for live and exclusive content.

The e-sports sub-segment is rapidly gaining traction, reflecting the rise in gaming audiences and the monetization of live tournaments.

Educational webinars and virtual conferences have surged, catering to remote learners and professionals.

North America leads the market, supported by its advanced infrastructure, while Asia-Pacific (China & India) is emerging as a key growth region, driven by expanding internet access and mobile streaming.

Market Segmentation 🌍

Types: Event-based, Subscription-based, Transactional.

Applications: Sports, music concerts, educational webinars, e-sports, corporate events, fitness classes.

Technologies: Cloud-based, Hybrid, Blockchain-enabled.

End Users: Consumers, media companies, educational institutions, fitness centers.

Market Dynamics 🚀

With global internet penetration increasing and smartphone usage booming, the PPV market is witnessing a 15% annual growth rate.

Leading platforms like YouTube, Twitch, and Vimeo are driving content innovation, while AI and augmented reality enhance the interactive experience.

The market is also seeing a rise in local content and affordable pricing, especially in regions like Asia-Pacific and Latin America.

Geographical Expansion 🌏

North America leads, with the United States investing in exclusive content.

Europe focuses on cultural and sports streaming, while Asia-Pacific sees rapid growth due to smartphone adoption.

#LiveStreaming #PayPerView #Ecommerce #SportsStreaming #ConcertStreaming #E-sports #Webinars #LiveEvents #DigitalContent #InteractiveContent #StreamingTechnology #MobileStreaming #AIStreaming #ContentCreation #TechInnovation

[yukotan]

画像生成AIが焦がす「善悪の彼岸」 - 生成AIストリーム - 窓の杜 https://forest.watch.impress.co.jp/docs/serial/aistream/1508780.html

[gameraboy2]

Wagonmasters of the 20th Century Saturday Evening Post, July / August 1973 Photography by Paul Guerin

[poppins-me]

[hihigherdi]

I dreamt that I was going to get two orange kittens but only take one on a trip with me, I was going to go somewhere exciting in an Aistream and I knew I couldn’t protect two little kittens if I did, but I’d have enough attention and focus for one. There was a really nice man - attractive - who ran the rescues where they were. There was a huge cage of all orange tabbies, the cage was stuffed with them. I asked him if there was a female because I knew those were rare. He told me there was, she had bright blue eyes and was so perky and feminine. I knew I wanted her but it was hard not to take another.

[planetsam]

Michael steals Alex's guitar again.

He doesn’t even know his guitar is missing until he sees Michael with it, hurrying down the street.

So Alex follows him.

He’s told Michael he’s always welcome, that he can take whatever he wants but this is a surprise. Alex is irrationally annoyed, which he tries to shut down. The guitar has survived a lot, being carried down the street is not going to ruin it. Michael is visibly agitated but he’s careful holding it. Alex has no doubt if he goes down, he would take the brunt of the fall. The thought brings him no joy though. He loves the guitar but he’d shatter it himself if it kept Michael safe. Or caused him a little less pain. He did consider doing that once, in a fit of grief, but he stopped himself and he’s never been happier that he did. Alex is a trained soldier and Michael is lost in his own world. So it’s easy to follow him.

He is surprised though when Michael ducks into the tattoo shop.

Alex used to buy his jewelry there, but it’s been years since he set foot in it. He wavers only a moment before slipping in. They still have that bell on the door and he’s careful to open it gently. He knows he looks different but he’s recognizable and a lot of the crowd is the same. When he motions for silence and jerks his head towards Michael, they ignore him. Alex has never liked a group of people more. Michael is lost in his own world and doesn’t notice, he’s looking for someone. Brendan is a cool guy and nods at Michael, barely glancing at Alex.

“This it?” He says.

“Yeah,” Michael says, “careful—“ he stops at the look Brendan gives him, “it’s a really special guitar,” he says.

“Son I’m about to put ink permanently under your skin. I’m the best person to handle this instrument.”

Michael flushes and nods.

“Come back,” he says, “your friend here to hold your hand?”

“My friend—“ he turns around and Alex has nowhere to hide.

Michael stares at him, his walls going up and down as he does. Alex is overwhelmed by the urge to run, but he ignores it. He’s done running from Michael. Which is a part of the problem since if he doesn’t run and Michael doesn’t run, they are going to have to figure this out. Michael looks down and Alex forces himself to take a deep breath. Brendan laugh coughs since he’s the one who told Alex to do that when he put a needle through his nose. Alex ignores him and steps forward.

“Yeah I’m here to hold his hand,” he says. Michael’s head flies up.

“You don’t have to do that,” he says.

“I know.”

Michael holds his gaze for a moment and then gives that sharp shrug he seems to reserve for Alex. Brendan grins and leads them back to the spot. He swaps out the guitar he’s got in the stand for the one Michael brought and then comes over to Alex, snapping on his gloves.

“You still got the hole?” He asks, “can I?” Alex nods and Brendan tilts his head, examining his septum before releasing him and ruffling his hair, “you were a punk but at least you came to the right place to be one.”

“He pierced your septum?” Michael asks. Alex nods. Brendan grins and swaps out his gloves.

“Alright enough about the past, lose the jacket so I can put the stencil.”

Michael shrugs off his jacket and puts it on the couch, coming close enough to Alex that he can feel his body heat. There is something intimate even though Michael is completely dressed. They glance at each other but Alex can’t fathom what’s going on in Michael’s head past the walls he’s put up. It makes him sad, he realizes. Even though he initiated their separation time and again. Maybe he can show that things are different by being here. Brendan places the stencil along Michael’s left forearm. The top of the headstock is at the tips of his cuticles, right before the nails start and guitar takes up most of his forearm. The guitar is surrounded by pieces of broken glass, Alex recognizes them from the ship. At the crook of his elbow is the symbol that Max has branded on his shoulder. On the inside of his ring finger is the word quiet. Michael looks in the mirror an nods.

“Perfect,” He says and his voice is so certain, Alex is surprised when he catches his gaze in the mirror. He nods to make sure Michael knows he agrees, “lets do this.”

“It’s an all day session,” Brendan says, “you can head out whenever.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” Alex says.

Michael is fine for the first few hours. They are quiet and Alex is glad for cell phones so he can answer emails and not drown in the awkwardness. Brendan does the guitar first, rendering it beautifully. Seeing his guitar on Michael’s skin eases something in Alex’s chest. His own thoughts on the scars vanishing aren’t ones he wants to share, they aren’t ones he’s particularly proud of. He misses the evidence of them. Having it back and by Michael’s choice isn’t something he knows how to wrap his head around. Brendan snaps off his gloves and motions a pixie haired woman in.

“I heard we got another Alien appreciator,” she says.

“Yeah,” Michael says.

“Two of them,” Alex adds waving a hand. She grins and Michael almost gives himself whiplash staring at him, “I worked there in high school.”

“Oh no way! That’s so cool.”

She looks at Michael’s forearm and then snaps on her gloves and sets to work. Michael does his best to keep his face straight so she keeps going but Alex can see it’s waring on him. He glances around and finds a stool, pulling it over. Michael looks at him for a moment before dropping his other hand down. Under the table Alex sides his fingers through Michael’s. He gives his hand a gentle squeeze and Michael returns the gesture. Alex almost sags on the table with relief.

“So I heard Brendan pierced your septum years ago,” she says, “gave you hell when he figured out you were using a fake id.”

“It was already in by then,” Alex points out.

“Yeah he told me,” she says with a grin, “so how did you two meet?”

“We went to school together,” Michael says.

“High school sweethearts, that’s so cute,” she sighs, “I dated such assholes in high school. You two are lucky.”

“Yeah,” Alex says as Michael squeezes his hand.

“We are.”

The only person happier than Michael when the tattoo is done is Alex. He doesn’t know how to sit there and watch Michael suffer. Or try to hide it. But finally everything is done. His hand is irrationally cold as Michael jumps up and goes to the mirror. He’s pale and there’s beads of sweat on his forehead but the grin that spreads across his face makes it completely worth it. Alex doesn’t even want to think about the last time Michael looked at his hand and smiled. Probably never, but certainly not the last few years. Brendan and the pixie haired Kat both smile at each other.

“This is amazing,” Michael breathes, “Thank you. Both of you.”

“Hey man anytime,” Brendan says.

“Well not for a bit, you definitely need to recover,” Kat says.

They spread ointment over his tattoo and wrap his forearm. Brendan grabs the guitar, looks at Michael and then hands it to Alex. Michael pays for the tattoo in cash and they say their goodbyes before walking out. It’s night already, Michael tilts his head back and takes a deep breath. All the tension Alex has seen him carrying around relaxes. Though some of it will inevitably come back, Alex hopes that not all of it does.

“Thanks,” Michael says, “for being there. I don’t think I could have gotten through that in one go without you.”

“Sure you could have,” Alex says, “but thanks for letting me stay.”

Michael nods and looks down at his hand, smiling again.

“I feel better with it on there,” he says, looking at him almost shyly, “something from then, is that—“ he stops, “That’s fucked up right?”

Alex almost sags in relief.

“No,” he says, “no it’s not fucked up. I keep looking at your hand—“

“And something’s missing!” Michael finishes, triumph shining in his eyes, “I knew you’d get it.” Alex nods, “I mean I’m glad for the mobility and everything but yeah. I’m glad you get it,”

“I’m glad I wasn’t the only one,” he admits, almost weak with relief that Michael understands, “it’s not that I wanted you to be hurt—“

“No i get it,” he says. He holds up his forearm, “this does it right?” Alex nods as Michael offers that bright grin that sometimes—okay always—makes Alex’s knees go weak, “Hey why don’t you let me buy dinner, as a thank you for sitting through that with me?”

“You sure?”

Michael nods emphatically.

“Okay, lets go grab dinner before you crash.”

Michael crashes eventually but it’s on top of him while Alex gasps for air and just barely remembers to make sure the wrapping is still in place. Michael draws in a deep breath and rolls to the side, or as much to the side as the airstream’s narrow bed will allow. The only reason Alex has to leave is the heat of being next to him on the bed in the summer, and that barely registers. The guitar is on the table but Alex is genuinely stunned that they didn’t make the aistream tip with how they went at it. Michael nuzzles closer to him and Alex carefully puts his wrapped arm across his chest.

“We should have told Kat about making out in the museum,” Michael says, not opening his eyes.

“Never tell your tattoo artist anything surprising,” Alex says.

“Like you made out with an alien in the alien museum?” Michael says sleepily, Alex snorts.

“Yeah, Guerin, like that.”

[ourcrazyrvlife]

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[zerowastehome]

📸top pantry drawer in our Aistream trailer. #zerowastehometour #goingtiny ***In this pullout, I also buit a platform with inserts to store the staples that have a high turnover or are hard to get unpackaged. So we have 1 jar for cookies, 1 for a salty snack/nuts, 1 for Scott's coffee, 1 for baking soda, 1 for mustard, and 1 for salt which we'll soon swap for my morning tea (as I get pickier on quality, it gets harder to find the right one unpackaged). ***We stocked up the trailer with our fave bulk foods before departing, so we left with 1 quart of Dijon mustard! (thanks Le Comptoir in San Rafael for filling my jar!) #zerowaste #zerodechet #zerowastehome #unpackaged #bulk #ZWHtour #zerowastehomebook #zerowastelifestyle #5Rs #refill #reuse #ZWH https://ift.tt/2EyGJ3q

[wulffsbane]

@mortepiacere

A breath was the process by which air is transferred in and out of the lungs, with the purpose of the dissemination of oxygen to the pulmonary glands and bloodstream, as well as the discharge of carbon monoxide. In technical terms, it was an egressive pulmonic aistream mechanism. Well, it would depend on the direction of the airflow. Egressive meant inward. Ingressive meant outward. Both, at present, burned like seven hells. 

Bigby’d learned that once in a mundy bar downtown, where some half blotto chrome dome professor from the university by the park had decided to celebrate hump day and subsequently chew the wolf’s ear off.  It sprung to mind only because the silver knife buried to the hilt between his ribs was currently making the very act he was cogitating upon difficult indeed, and the ridiculous rumination made for a decent distraction from the fact that every breath felt like a thousand tiny blades piercing his sides from within. 

It hurt to breathe. So he didn’t. 

The cab ride up from the Meatpacking District took thrice the length of time, had he not hailed it in the middle of rush hour, but what could he do? Bleed out on the subway? It was New York, after all, though. One of those unique places where a man with a knife protruding from his back just might not be the weirdest thing on that particular subway car. But still, Bigby liked to spend his impairment in as much privacy as the backseat of a taxi might afford.

The cabby was of the predictably shitty sort: one clipped address through gritted teeth (’corner of Broadway and 79th, please’), and a wad of cash tossed into the front seat, he’d hardly even bothered to look back at Bigby grimacing in his backseat, contorting his face into a gallery of caricatures that might have been comical, had they not been indicative of the monumental pain he was in. 

Nearly two hours later and Bigby had still not taken a breath, finally staggering out of the taxi and dragging himself into the marble-inlaid lobby of Zevran’s apartment building. The crow was in town. He’d just checked in with him a week ago, to debrief him of his latest mission to the Rus, and it was unlikely he would have taken off without checking in with him first, so Bigby knew he had to be in Manhattan still. Whether he was home, was another story. 

��Zevran, open up,” he called hoarsely, pounding on the door with his meaty fist, ignoring the sidelong looks of the nosy neighbors tho peeked their heads out to see what the commotion was. Breathing hurt. Speaking hurt more. “Zevran, it’s me. It’s Bigby.” Nothing.

By that time, the hallway had cleared, enough that Bigby could lift the four corners of Zevran’s welcome mat with the toe of his boots to see if he’d left a spare key. Of course he wouldn’t have. But there was a spare lock pick hidden away in the door jamb, under the camouflage of tape painted to match it. 

“Sorry to barge in on you,” he apologized, his voice strangled with the effort it took to crumple into the chair at the little dinette. “At least I had the decency to do it clothed though, yeah? Couldn’t beg you to do me a solid, could I? This little .. inconvenience back there, if you could take care of that for me, I’d be just real grateful.”

[juliabroaddotcom]

Playing #peekaboo through the #aistream at the amazing @hkhotshot on Sunday. #beachday #summertowinter #sundays #repulsebay #hongkongphotography #holidays (at Hotshot)

[theheritagepostmagazine]

Airstream Find more at The Heritage Post No 20 – theheritagepost.com/shop AVAILABLE IN ENGLISH! Text • Nils Simonsen • Stefanie Kobayashi #aistream #motorcycle #theheritagepost #mensmagazine

[braceface001]

Make me want to go on James Dean’s highway in Daddy’s Volkswagen again to make Zayn say “I’m going to get killed if I’m her” again!

We are going back in Textrovert by Lindsey Summers for that. I think I am the same age as my age group. That’s why I can drive (I am before you, you are not mine and I can’t understand your tongue if that’s your tongue!). I had a confession to make. I have a confession to make.

Where do you think you’re going, where are you going, let me get where and when.

Let me get The Pussycat Dolls and Plano.

Pulling 30-ft Flying Cloud Aistream Trailer.

The Cooper Union can drive whenever wherever. I think Shakira can drive.

The only reason you need Progressive is for when you get locked out or locking own keys in own car and can’t get in... know that already too.

Before you could drive you had to make photoshop resumes, The Panabaker Sisters!

All I do is call myself @cadillac (or LG Chocolate [Touch], iPhone 12+, Abercrombie) and I have a life! That’s my video diary on @youtube!

Don’t let me do that! I did not do that! I’m not doing that! Don’t Click Here is adult content!

I’m going to have to start going into learning how to drive soon so that I can get rid of all this acne and stress. I am already at Fuller Driving School before you. “Best Song Ever” is going into the Billboard Hot 100 at #1 because I passed the test of “I’m driving this way and you’re driving that way so that one/car must be mine when/once I get to the other side of the middle one going the other way and that was Teddy Fourth who controls us on ‘Instagram controls my day for a day’ so we had to make @zayn go as Teddy to my house or my room and me go to Teddy instead of that where Zayn is going to party with Hot Celebrities (High IQs have Hot Bodies and Low IQs have Fat Bodies) and me in Walmart buying Versus x Zayn with Lisa (Cher Lloyd?)! I thought I was Natalie Portman in “Where The Heart Is” and “Sad Walmart Story” on Snopes.com. Goes online in text on world wide web internet. “I had a really hard time sleeping last night but now it’s on YouTube on Earwax Specialist and she was Annabelle Hotel on Joe Tasker not that.” Forget it, Chu Sunny and Di Duyen/Diep/Diane Cognetti are killing me! That was @zayn, has to be! I know him. Go over there to the front door and see who is at the door right now and I did and do you know why I care about @zayn right then and there? I think that was Alicia’s best friend Terri Sadler at the Arlington National Cemetery making crayon rubbings of Arshiya Malik’s headstone with her twin brother Jerry Sadler in Goosebumps #22: Ghost Beach by RL Stine! This is what Alicia is, Alicia is going to be born on January 15, 1994 or February 17, 1993 real soon! I’m working on Durham, North Carolina 14 Heatherford Court 27704′s backyard right now!

[travelworldnetwork]

Courtesy of The McBride Company

The beach is coming to the city.

New York City’s Times Square might be the last place you think of when you imagine a laid-back beach, but a new, $300-million Margaritaville resort is about to change that.

Slated to open in 2020, the Margaritaville Resort will be the national chain’s first property in the northeast, bringing “an authentic, no worries vibe to the city that never sleeps,” according to a statement.

Started by musician Jimmy Buffett, the hotel chain has 12 resorts and hotels across the U.S and the Caribbean. The New York City property will have a Margaritaville Restaurant and a rooftop LandShark Bar and Grill. The rooftop will have a pool where you can enjoy the city’s sky-high views and lounge areas throughout the resort that also overlook the Big Apple.

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There will also be a 5 o’Clock Somewhere Bar, a St. Somewhere Spa, and a Floridays Aistream Café, which is named after Buffett’s 1986 album.

And New York City isn't the only place about to get more relaxed. Margaritaville has plans for more than 20 new properties, including one in Gatlinburg, Tennessee opening this summer, and one in Costa Rica opening this fall.

from travelandleisure.com

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