#AZ Cannabis

[themaxbeard]

Blue Face

Face Off OG x Animal Mintz

Indica dominant hybrid.

Aeriz and Fig Farms seem to have teamed up for this potent puppy.

When I smoked it I was overcome by the sweet and smooth smoke. A kind of sweet berry flavor that gives way to that earthy pine forest floor. There was a crack of sharp bitter or astringent quality on the back end as well, like strong ginger.

The high set in very quickly for me, and was uplifting and euphoric, while still being very clear-headed. I tend to prefer Indica strains because I find that Sativas tend to make me feel stupid, but I love when an Indica gives me a lift. I felt chatty and social. As it continued to settle in and peak, I started to mellow out and relax, but that uplifted euphoria still hung around, which resulted in me settling into bed with my Switch and playing games until it was sleepy time. It was an absolutely wonderful time.

I think the only downside is that as it started to wear off, I had a slight headache but that could have come from anything, not necessarily the cannabis.

All in all a high quality strain, this lady was on special when I bought it but it was retailing for around $45, and in my opinion is worth every penny.

Happy smoking!

[cannabiscardaz]

Unveiling the Therapeutic Benefits of Medical Marijuana

Medical marijuana, derived from the cannabis plant, has garnered attention for its potential therapeutic properties. As attitudes and regulations surrounding its use continue to evolve, it's essential to explore the compelling benefits this natural remedy offers. In this blog post, we delve into the various ways medical marijuana can positively impact health and well-being, shedding light on its potential as an alternative treatment option.

Pain Management:

Alleviating Chronic Pain: Discover how medical marijuana can provide relief for individuals suffering from chronic pain conditions, such as arthritis, fibromyalgia, and neuropathy.

Reducing Inflammation: Explore the anti-inflammatory properties of cannabinoids, which may help ease symptoms associated with conditions like multiple sclerosis and inflammatory bowel disease.

Mental Health Support:

Anxiety and Depression Relief: Learn how certain compounds in medical marijuana, such as cannabidiol (CBD), may offer a natural approach to managing symptoms of anxiety and depression.

PTSD and Trauma Recovery: Uncover the potential of medical marijuana in helping individuals cope with post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) and trauma-related conditions.

Nausea and Appetite Stimulation:

Cancer Treatment Support: Discuss the role of medical marijuana in mitigating chemotherapy-induced nausea and vomiting, as well as stimulating appetite for individuals undergoing cancer treatments.

HIV/AIDS Symptom Management: Explore how medical marijuana may alleviate symptoms like nausea, weight loss, and appetite loss in individuals living with HIV/AIDS.

Neurological Disorders:

Epilepsy Management: Learn about the promising effects of medical marijuana, particularly CBD, in reducing seizures in individuals with epilepsy.

Multiple Sclerosis Symptom Relief: Discover how medical marijuana may help manage symptoms like muscle spasticity, pain, and sleep disturbances in individuals with multiple sclerosis.

Sleep Disorders:

Insomnia Treatment: Explore the potential of medical marijuana in improving sleep quality and alleviating insomnia symptoms, promoting restful and rejuvenating sleep.

Palliative Care and End-of-Life Support:

Comfort and Symptom Management: Discuss how medical marijuana can provide comfort and relief to individuals in palliative care, easing symptoms like pain, nausea, and anxiety in the final stages of life.

Potential Adjunct Therapy:

Reduced Reliance on Opioids: Highlight the possibility of medical marijuana serving as an adjunct therapy for chronic pain management, potentially reducing the need for opioid medications.

Medication Side Effect Mitigation: Discover how medical marijuana may help alleviate side effects associated with certain medications, improving overall treatment experiences for individuals.

Medical marijuana holds immense potential as a natural treatment option for various health conditions. From pain management and mental health support to alleviating nausea, stimulating appetite, and providing relief for neurological disorders, its benefits are broad and diverse. As research and understanding continue to evolve, medical marijuana has the potential to transform the lives of countless individuals seeking alternative approaches to their well-being. Embrace the therapeutic benefits of medical marijuana and engage in informed discussions with healthcare providers to determine if it's a suitable option for your unique needs.

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[qqueenofhades]

I am FULLY ONBOARD the Harris/Waltz train, tho before this i was leaning towards Mark Kelly (AZ is a swing state! He's an ASTRONAUT!) If you want or have time, no pressure, but any thoughts on what makes Waltz a better pick?

I like Mark Kelly too, and since he's married to Gabby Giffords (having run for public office after she got shot and could no longer do so) he would have been an amazing pick in terms of supporting the first female POTUS. But he is a less charismatic public speaker than Walz (for whatever that's worth, but politics is a mess of Aesthetics and Vibes that matter as much and/or more than actual facts) and more moderate/conservative. He's been a great senator and picking him would defuse some of the BORDER IMMIGRATION BLAH BLAH!!! scaremongering that Republicans love to run on, but it would also leave open the possibility of losing a special election and other dangers with the Democratic senate that we really need to minimize. So Walz is a better choice for that alone, but also:

He really has serious progressive credentials as governor, even if he was a fairly mainstream Democrat (who flipped a rural red House district in Minnesota that Democrats have not been able to win again after he left) during his 12 years in the House. This is an INCOMPLETE LIST of what he was able to do in two years with a one-seat Democratic majority in Minnesota:

A Climate Action Plan that included:

Investing in energy infrastructure

100% carbon-free electricity by 2040 goal

Transition off of fossil fuels and onto clean energy resources

Building more electric vehicle charging stations

Providing funding to help workers acquire new skills through apprenticeship programs in clean energy fields

Direct state funding for transit

Money for rail

Tax credit for e-bikes

Permitting form to fast-track clean energy projects

And that was in addition to:

Codified abortion access in Minnesota

Guaranteed paid sick time and paid family and medical leave

Funded replacing ALL LEAD PIPES IN THE STATE

Free school breakfasts and lunches for all

Made public college free

Stronger labor protections

Drivers’ Licenses for All

Voting Rights Act to reverse recent court rulings that make voting harder, including restored voting rights to convicted felons

Banning medical debt from credit bureaus

The "Taylor Swift Bill" requiring all ticket "junk fees" be shown up front

Banning most "junk fees"

No book bans

Protection for tipped workers

Banned non-competes

Legalized recreational cannabis

Gun control, including increased penalties for straw purchases of firearms, expanded background checks and enacted red-flag laws, passing gun safety measures that the GOP has thwarted for years

Made MN a Trans Refuge State, and required health plans to cover “medically necessary gender-affirming care.”

Pay increase for Uber and Lyft drivers

Elimination of the so-called “gay panic defense”

A ban on “doxxing” election workers

A prohibition on “swatting” elected officials

In March, during the height of the Gaza/uncommitted primary protests against Biden, Walz said that young people should be listened to and they had a right to be speaking up and the situation in Gaza was horrible and intolerable, without directly slamming Biden or getting involved in the issue in a way to draw negative headlines. Regardless of what you think about any of it, that is a very deft way to handle it and pairs well with Kamala's better responsiveness on the Gaza issue overall. That was a big part of the reason why Gen Z/younger voters were very excited about Walz despite him being an "old" (actually the same age as Kamala but he has joked that teaching high school for 20 years will do that to a guy) white guy. If half the battle in politics is making the right pick to excite your core voters and reach out to new ones, then Harris nailed it. As I have said in earlier posts, there was just too much energy with young voters FINALLY checking in when Harris became the candidate, to risk introducing a big ideological split with Shapiro.

Aside from that: the most insufferable Smart White-Bro Political Pundits (TM) are big mad about Walz, many Never Trumper Republicans thought they were entitled to a "moderate" in exchange for oh-so-generously lending us their vote against Trump and not run the risk that we might end up with someone *gasp* progressive, and the regular MAGA Republicans are hysterical, which means they're terrified. It's also incredibly hard to paint Literal Midwestern Stereotype Dad (football coach, social studies high school teacher, military veteran, etc) as THE EVIL END OF AMERICA in the way they desperately want to do, though the fact that they're trying shows that they've got literally nothing. The fact that Kamala picked Walz against the PREVAILING WISDOM!!! that she had to take Shapiro (for whatever reason that might have been) is also a good sign, because by far the most genuine and extensive enthusiasm that I have seen from Democratic voters, especially those feeling burned out or disillusioned or angry with specific policy choices of the current administration, was for Walz. Having everyone excited for the pick beforehand, effectively using the "weird" line, and rallying behind the guy, only for her to actually go for him, is inspiring. It makes people feel like they're being heard and the Democrats have decided to win by being progressive, and not just endlessly Catering To The (Imaginary) Middle as they have always been told to do (and often done). That alone is MASSIVE.

Walz is tremendously funny, personable, has Democrats from AOC to Joe Manchin praising it (again, shocking), was right out the gate supporting Kamala, has already been majorly successful on TV, was by far the most progressive-on-policy picks of the VP finalists, is incredibly, hilariously wholesome and small-town Midwestern (he's the JD Vance that they wish JD Vance was), and is already sending ActBlue gangbusters with donations again. And when you're getting this kind of response on the Cursed Bird Hellsite, just:

Just. I don't know what's happening either. But let's enjoy it, and then work hard, because we gotta fucking do this and for possibly the first time this entire year, I really think we might. Heck yeah.

[budmaster420]

[ornamental-commie-faggot]

Mától lehet legálisan szmokázni

Németországban.

Persze ahogy minden, ez is nagyon németül működik, vagyis lehet szmokázni, meg lehet nálad maximum 25 gramm fű (ami - lássuk be - kurvasok), ha felnőtt vagy, de másnak már nem adhatsz belőle. Egyelőre venni sem lehet sehol (mármint a szokásos feketepiacon kívül), mert az árusításra jogosult "kannabiszklubok" csak júliustól működhetnek. Viszont otthon termeszthetsz, lehet maximum három töved. Egyelőre sem a magvak, sem a profi eszközök árusítása szintén nem legális.

Nem lehet tépni iskola és játszótér mellett, valamint sétálóutcákban sem napközben. Éjjel már lehet.

Egyáltalán senki sem érti, hogy mi van, valószínűleg mostantól mindent lehet, mert képtelenség lesz ellenőrizni, hogy mi történik.

Ezzel párhuzamosan máris elkezdődött a hajtépés, hogy most akkor szabadon kell majd engedni az egy cigi miatt lesittelt gyerekeket, és a bíróságok valószínűleg sokezer ügyet kell feldolgozzanak hónapokon belül. Valamint a teljes konzervatív tábor agyvérzést kapott.

Mindenesetre éjfélkor a Brandenburgi kapu tövében 1500 ember szívott be egyszerre, a tüntetés békésen zajlott.

Vágni lehetett a füstöt.

[writerunblocked]

Bullet Proof Heart: I. The Agreement

Synopsis: After her idiot older brother, a man notoriously bad a counting, accidentally short-changes the Peaky Blinders for who their father pays for protection, Anya Rosenthal finds herself engaged to the much older and the most powerful man in Birmingham. The leader of the gang The Peaky Blinders and her now former employer, Thomas Shelby.

Trope: Arranged marriage trop. I know it's old, but I like it.

TW: Death and dying, antisemitism, drinking, drunkness, and smoking, swearing

WC: 3560

Read Part 2, Out of the Bag, here. Read Part 3: Acceptance here

It was a bleak late August morning in Birmingham, England. The people went about their business, dogs barked, and she could hear children laughing outside. Nothing about this morning could predict the day Anya Rosenthal would have. 

Waking up, getting dressed, and running into the kitchen to greet her mother who had been up for hours, the 22-year-old was greeted by her mother mopping the floors and muttering things in Yiddish under her breath. Looking at her mother’s blotchy face and red eyes, she looked like she’d been crying. She walked over to where her mum kept the liquor, grabbed the bottle of Jameson, walked over to the tea and poured her mother a glass with more Jameson than tea. Placing it down on the table, she walked over to her mother who was muttering in Yiddish ‘no good piece of shit. Marrying her off without my knowledge. I thought he loved her. To him!’ 

“Mame, vas geyt far?” Anya asked. (Mum, what’s going on?) 

Anya's blue eyes met her mother’s blue ones. And Anya could see herself in her mother. The two were practically identical. Both had curly blonde hair and piercing blue eyes that caught the attention of everyone. Anya was said to be the most beautiful woman in all of Birmingham. Except her family was dirt poor. Her father had been hurt during the war and the family of eight had fallen upon hard times. Her brothers had taken up jobs running for gangs while her father had started growing Cannabis, something that was still taking off. 

Her mother stopped mopping and walked over to where the tea cup was. Anya followed. “Antshuldigt mir, Anya,” she whispered while taking a drink of the tea. Anya knew it was extra strong with no milk, just how her mother, and also Anya, liked it.  “Bite visn az ikh keynmol gevalt dos far ir.” (I’m so sorry, Anya. Please know that I never wanted this for you.) 

Anya was now terrified of her mother’s own words. In her 22 years on God’s Earth, she had never seen her mother cry. Her own mother, who’d raised six kids while her husbands and three oldest sons were off at war and raised Anya and her older brother Isaac while simultaneously running the family pot business. Many soldiers would flock to it after they came home from the war, her three oldest brothers and father included. 

But her father was sick, they couldn’t afford to take him to a doctor, and he didn’t have much longer left to live. He struggled to breathe and he struggled to walk. With every laboured breath, the Rosenthal family knew that their father was close to death. Her oldest brother Abraham, better known as ‘Abe’, would take over the business. 

“Vas tut zikh?” Anya asked her mother. (What’s going on.) 

But her mother couldn’t even look her in the eyes. All she kept on saying was ‘sorry’ in Yiddish over and over and over again. She was worried her mother was on the verge of a mental breakdown and she’d have to be whisked away. She was hysterical and that terrified Naomi. Her mother had led the charge for their immigration from Krakow, Poland, to Birmingham, England fleeing the Pograms. Anya was only a little girl but she could remember their neighbours being murdered by the townspeople. They’d packed up and fled to England, the only country that was willing to take them. Her father and brothers would then sign up to fight for the Crown, not knowing if they would come back alive. They all did, but no one knew how or why. They were in the Somme and worked as tunnelers. 

“ANYA!” her father roared. “ANYA ROSENTHAL GET IN HERE!” 

With her mother’s silent sob, she got up and walked to her father’s office. She wondered who was behind the door as she smelt the familiar smell of cigarette smoke and her father only smoked cigarettes when he was meeting with someone. As she opened the door to her father’s office she saw the man sitting at the desk with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of whisky in the other. But on the other side of the desk with his back toward the door was a man with a partially shaved head and a familiar cap that she saw every day at work. She nearly wanted to scream, for Anya recognised the man, it was Thomas Shelby, leader of the Peaky Blinders. No wonder why her mum was crying. No wonder why she was inconsolable. This man wanted her for something. And she hoped it wasn’t about last night at the Garrison, where Anya worked as a barmaid. 

“Anya, you’re here,” Mr Shelby said, turning around to greet her. His electric-blue eyes looking into hers. She felt weak in the knees. “I’m glad you could make it.” 

“Is everything alright, Mr Shelby?” Anya asked tentatively, taking the only empty seat which was beside him. “Look, about last night, I didn’t know that Connor would try something like that—”  

Mr Shelby cut her off. “What happened with Connor?” 

Fuck. Anya thought. Fuck me in the ass and call me a bitch. “Nothing,” she said. “Nothing at all.” 

“We’ll talk about it later,” Mr Shelby said. “We have other things to discuss.” 

“A raise?” Anya asked hopefully. “Controlling the creepy men? Finding my sanity?” 

“Enough, Anya!” Her father grumbled though he did seem amused with his daughter’s antics. His warm and mischievous smile that he'd given to all six of his children coming through.

“You’re my new fiancée,” Mr Shelby said. “Your father and I made a deal. He got caught up in something and you are unfortunately caught in the middle.” 

And though Mr Shelby seemed saddened by the fact she’d gotten caught up in their business. Anya didn’t know what to do. It felt like everything was falling to pieces around her and all she could do was watch it happen helplessly. Anya had no intention of getting married in the first place and was happily content with being the crazy single Auntie at every Seder who gave sweets to her niece and nephew. She wanted to travel, have fun, and go out. The last thing on her mind was marriage. Anya was pulled out of her thoughts by her mother’s violent sobs from the kitchen. Anya hated how powerless she felt with the whole ordeal. Her youngest getting married, her little girl growing up, and starting a family of her own. People usually married for love, but Anya wasn’t given that choice. 

Anya felt numb, completely and utterly numb. As the world crumbled around her, she wondered if it was possible to melt into the chair. Not even her mother’s sobs could pull her out of this. Sure, she and Mr Shelby did know each other, intimately as they had started sleeping together recently, she didn’t love Mr Shelby. 

Tears staining her blue eyes, she didn’t move, she didn’t say anything. As her world crumbled around her, she wondered if she could turn invisible. She wanted to strangle her father. And Mr Shelby as well. Her father passed her some vodka and she drank from it. “Who’s idea was this?” She whispered. “And what did you do, Dad?” 

“A deal gone wrong,” he sighed. 

“My idea,” Mr Shelby announced. 

Anya rolled her eyes and glared at Mr Shelby, probably a death sentence to anyone else. “Don’t you see enough of me?” She asked. “I’m on your payroll.” 

Before Shelby could respond, Abe barged into the room and nearly lunged at their father. The pure rage that could be seen in his brown eyes was something that startled Anya. “SHE’S NOT A PIECE OF MEAT!” He roared. “SHE’S NOT YOURS TO MARRY OFF!” 

“I’M SECURING HER FUTURE!” Her father roared. “I’LL BE DEAD IN THREE MONTHS!” 

The entire house went cold. Everyone looked at him in shock. “What?” asked Abe. The atmosphere in the house turned cold as everyone processed their father’s statement. 

“When did you find out, David?” asked Mr Shelby. 

“Last month,” he sighed. “I found out last month.” 

Everyone knew that David Rosenthal would die and that he was on borrowed time. They didn’t realise it would be this soon. Her father had been going downhill lately, he struggled going up the stairs, he struggled to breathe, he struggled to even move. Her mother walked in, her eyes stained, her face puffy as she looked at her husband. Anya knew her parents had known each other for their entire lives. They grew up next to each other in Poland, they met the day her mother was born. They got married young and moved to England together with their family fleeing the Pogroms in Poland. She wondered how her mother would handle the death of the man she had no memories of without. Abe would become the head of the family and life would go on like nothing had happened. 

“I have a condition to the marriage,” Anya gulped. All eyes turned her, her mother gasped another sob. “I’ll go through with it if and only if you take care of my mum for the remainder of her life. And my nieces and nephews are put through school.”

Mr Shelby nodded. “That can be arranged,” he said. 

“And I want that in writing,” she stated. “If not, there’s no deal.” 

"Anya,” whimpered Abe. “You don’t have to do this.” 

Her mother was sobbing violently now, but she’d been crying for so long that no tears had come out. Anya could also see that her mother’s violent sobbing was getting on Mr Shelby’s nerves.  

Mr Shelby got up and looked at her.  “You’re no longer an employee of Shelby Co because you’re my fiancée.” He put his hand on her shoulder. “I’ll pick you up later tonight, Anya.” 

Anya nodded her head, barely being able to look at her now fiancée. “See you later tonight, Mr Shelby.”  

“You’re my fiancée now, there’s no need to call me Mr Shelby,” he said. 

“You later, then, Tommy,” Anya responded in a shaky voice. He walked out of the house. 

Anya got up and also walked out of the house. Grabbing her purse, she walked down the street and made her way to the nearest pub where she took a seat and took a drink. The bartender saw her and laughed. He had a moustache and a darker complexion similar to Abe’s and wore a Star of David, he looked over at her and smiled, “Hi, Naomi, what brings the most beautiful girl in town back?” 

Anya rolled her eyes and scoffed at the comment. The bartender and owner, Sam Lebowitz, had always been a flatter, but he had no interest in her. And when the news got out, no one would dare touch her for fear of the Shelbys.  Sam had been a friend of her dad’s for years and she considered the man an uncle figure in her life. “A pick me up,” Anya admitted. She needed it after the day she had. 

He walked over to her with a shot of Irish whiskey and vodka. He handed them to her. “How’s your dad?” 

She took a deep breath and gulped. “Three months,” she whispered. “It’s getting to him.” 

She could see the horror in Sam’s eyes when he heard that. Sam had been her family’s first friend since they emigrated and also served in WWI. As tears threatened to spill from his chocolate brown eyes, he brushed a piece of black curly hair away from his face. “Are you guys planning on sitting Shiva?” He asked her. 

“I don’t know,” she admitted. “That’s a thing to ask my mum, she’s been a wreck all day. She’s been sobbing on and off. The poor woman can’t even cry anymore.” 

The atmosphere between the two people turned melancholic. Sam kept on filling her glass and she kept on knocking them back one by one. She didn’t care that she was losing track of time. She just wanted to forget this horrible day. She’d found out that she’d be married off like royalty, she found out her father was going to die in the coming months, and her life would consist of her looking over her shoulder because of who her inlaws were. 

She thought of herself looking out of Arrow House in Warwickshire, being arm candy to Tommy, being at his beck and call. She wiped her eyes from the tears that continued to spill as the alcohol flowed. The whiskey and vodka started tasting like water, but she just continued to drink and drink and drink. She didn’t care. 

The pub turned quiet but she downed another glass. “Another, Sam,” she slurred. “I need another.” 

“That’s all for you for tonight,” he said. “You’ve had more than enough, Anya.” 

“My dad’s dying!” She slurred. 

“And you’ve still had enough. Just because you’re immune to hangovers—” he stopped and then looked straight behind Anya. “Mr Shelby, is everything alright? I paid you yesterday.” 

FUCK. Anya thought. Of course this pub’s under the Blinder’s protection. 

“I just need to speak to Anya for a moment,” Thomas Shelby said grabbing me. 

“Leave the girl alone, Mr Shelby. She’s had a rough day. Her dad’s dying,” he said. 

“I'm only here to help,” he said. “Come on, love, Abe’s worried about you. Your mum’s a wreck. It’s past sundown.” 

“It’s not Friday,” she grumbled. “Ikh viln vodka! SAM, PASS ME THE BOTTLE!” She hollered reaching for the bottle of vodka.

Sam looked at Shelby and then Anya who was looking hungrily at the bottle like it was her mother’s latkes with applesauce. Sam looked at Shelby, then back to Anya, then back to Shelby once again. With one arm on her, Shelby pulled out a tenner and put on the counter, “Here’s for her tab for your best vodka.”  

Her ears perked up as she heard vodka. She reached for the vodka while trying to squirm her way out of Shelby’s arm, but his grip was tight. “I’ll get her home, Mr Shelby,” Sam said pushing the tenner back. “She’ll be safe with me. I’m her uncle and I need to go talk to Chaya.” 

“I can do it, Sam,” Shelby assured with a glance to Anya who was now looking at Sam with a guilty expression.

The two men stared each other down. Sam had to be the bravest man in all of Birmingham or the dumbest. All Anya knew was that this could end badly if she didn’t say something. She was going to lose her father, she couldn’t lose Sam too. “I’m her uncle,” he said. “I’ve known her since she was born, I will take care of her until the morning,” Sam stated again. 

“I can take care of my own fiancée, Sam,” Shelby said. “The engagement was today.” 

The look on Sam’s face was one of pure horror like he’d just gotten the worst news in his life. The horror in his brown eyes, the hurt, the betrayal. “Let me speak to you in your office,” Shelby responded. 

Reluctantly Sam went, and Anya and Shelby followed. Looking around the dark wooden room, the air smelt like stale cigarette smoke and booze, but there was no laughing, no talking, no dancing. Everyone except the three of them that is. 

They followed Sam into his office filled with photos of Anya and her five brothers throughout different life stages. Photos of Sam and her father when they were growing up. And photos of her mother smiling and laughing. The black and white photographs would never be able to capture her mother’s beauty. The beauty that Anya had inherited. The desk was filled with papers and weights, a typewriter sat in the back of the room, and a leather chair where Sam sat. 

Anya was laid on the couch by Shelby, who grabbed a blanket, pillow, and trash for her. “Get some rest, love,” Shelby said. 

“You’re not my mum!” She snarled. The urge to throw up came over her and she puked her guts into the trashcan. She felt sober now. Sam passed her a towel and she whipped her face, he then passed her some water and she drank. She nodded and got up. “I’d prefer to stay with Sam, Mr Shelby. If you don’t mind.”

“Your parents are worried sick,” Shelby stated. “And don’t call me—” 

She cut him off. “Then maybe my father should have thought of that before he sold me to you like I’m royalty. Yes, he’s sick, yes, he’s dying, but I’m still pissed at him for giving my life to you!” 

“I’ll take good care of her, Sam,” he said. “I can provide for her and I’ll be setting aside money for Gal and Noam that will take care of them for the rest of their lives. Chaya will be taken care of after ” 

“Is that what you said when you showed up to David’s place on Tuesday night?” He snarled. “He told me about your meeting. He was so horrified that he couldn’t even speak on the phone. I had to go over there. You’re taking advantage of a dying man, Thomas Shelby.” 

“Sam,” Anya pleaded. “Sam, please. I need you here, I’m losing my dad, I can’t lose my uncle.”  

“I’m not going to do anything to him, Anya,” he assured her. “What do you want with the Rosenthals?” He asked. “It can’t be because Abe saved your life in the trenches.” 

Anya perked up. That was news to her. She knew Shelby was a war hero and so was Abe. Anya knew that her brothers and the Shelby brothers served together, but she didn’t know Abe saved his life. She was young when they’d gone off to war but she remembered it being just her and her mother while the men were off. She remembered her mother praying every night that her boys would return home. God must’ve said ‘yes’ and her brothers and father returned home. She’d been at the ceremony when she was eleven seeing her brother get handed the medal. But he told her that it meant nothing to him, most of his friends hadn’t come back, and he was still haunted by what he’d seen in the Somme and Verdun. She knew Shelby felt the same way about it as well. She knew he did opium to forget in his past. He’d bought it from her father after all. 

“Don’t take advantage of them, Mr Shelby,” he said. “I was already terrified when I found out she was working in your brother’s pub.”  

“I have no interest in hurting her,” he said. “I can provide for her. I know you have money set aside for all of them in the case of your death, but that won’t amount to much. I can provide for her.” 

“How do you know that?” Sam asked shocked. 

“Because I know all the information on everyone who pays for protection from the Peaky Blinders,” he stated. “I know that you care for her, but I can provide for her.” 

“Is that what that Gypsy tongue of yours used on her ailing father?” he asked.

“He’s worried that she’s getting too wild and is in needing of marrying off,” Shelby responded. “Better me than someone else.” 

“The most I do is get drunk,” she sighed. “I don’t go crazy, I don’t do coke.” 

“You once went through half my vodka supply,” Sam said. 

“I haven’t—” 

“That was last week,” he said cutting her off. He turned to Shelby, his eyes now also filled with fear. This was his niece after all. “She’s out of control and you think you’re the one to pull her back?” 

“I’M A HUMAN BEING!” Anya roared tears staining her eyes. Sam passed her another glass of water. “I’m a human being. I’m not to be brought, I’m not a prize to be won, I’m not a piece of land. I’m a human being. A human!” 

Shelby led her back to the couch and put his hand in hers. “You are human, love,” Shelby said. “No one’s saying that!” 

 She jumped up and Shelby got up with her. “THE REST OF MY LIFE WAS SIGNED AWAY!” She hollered. “SIGNED AWAY TO YOU! RIGHT NOW, I’M THE PROPERTY OF MY FATHER, AFTER THE MARRIAGE, I’M YOUR PROPERTY. MY LAST NAME CHANGED, EVERYTHING ABOUT THE ROSENTHALS ERRASED AS I’M JUST KNOWN AS THOMAS SHELBY’S WIFE!” She pushed Shelby away. “Does anybody ever stop to think about me when they’re throwing my life to the wolves?” 

Shelby looked at her and sighed. “I understand where you’re coming from,” he said. “You won’t be cut off from your family.” 

She was shocked at what came out of Shelby’s mouth. He was assuring her that she wouldn’t be cut off from her family. She scoffed, she knew the answer. “You genuinely want this,” she laughed. Anya's laugh wasn’t one filled with humour that people called ‘infectious’. It was filled with shock and disbelief. “Good God, you want to go through with this. What happened, Mr Shelby,  at the Pub that made you want this?” 

“Your father got caught up in some business with the Blinders,” he told her. “You got caught in the crossfires.”

He grabbed Anya and led her out of the Pub. Uncle Sam was reluctant but didn’t object when she sent him a pleading look. And with that, she was on her way to her parents. Her mum was probably worried sick about her. 

[daisiesonafield-blog]

Info for Faith In The Future World Tour PHOENIX, AZ - JUL 3 2023

With special guests THE SNUTS & ANDREW CUSHIN!

Important Times:

6:00 PM - Doors Open

7:00 PM - Andrew Cushin

8:00 PM - The Snuts

9:00 PM - Louis Tomlinson

Times are all approximate and subject to change.

General admission (pit tickets):

Guests can begin lining up no earlier than 9:00 AM on the day of show, July 3.

Sequentially numbered wristbands will be put on guests' wrists upon arrival on a first come, first served basis.

Guests must have a valid ticket for the Arizona Financial Theatre 7/3/23 show to receive a wristband, and all guests in a party must be present to receive a wristband.

Any guests that have camped overnight or arrived before 9:00 AM will not be given wristbands and will be sent to the back of the line.

Guests are encouraged to return at 3:00 PM to queue for General Admission entry beginning at the 4th avenue side of the venue.

Security will honor wristbands from 3:00 PM - 4:00 PM.

After 4:00 PM, guests will join the line on a first come, first served basis.

Loss, removal or tampering with a wristband will result in loss of place in the GA line.

Guests are not permitted to hold places in line. Please be respectful and courteous to all other guests in line.

Check the venue's socials for updates!

🔆📛⚠️EXTREME TEMPERATURE ADVISORY ⚠️📛🔆

EXTREMELY HIGH TEMPERATURES expected in Phoenix!

Temperatures will reach above 114ºF/ 46��C

There is an 'Excessive Heat Warning' for the entire week!

Major Heat Risk due to dangerously hot temperatures will occur.

Extreme heat will significantly increase the potential for heat-related illnesses, particularly for those vulnerable or participating in outdoor activities.

YOU MUST drink plenty of fluids, stay in an air- conditioned room, stay out of the sun, and check up on each other. Nobody should be left unattended in vehicles under any circumstances. This is especially true because car interiors can reach lethal temperatures in a matter of minutes.

YOU MUST Hydrate before the show, while waiting in line and during the show

Wear sunscreen!

⚠️ HYDRATION ADVISORY ⚠️

YOU MUST Hydrate before the show, while waiting in line and during the show

For optimal hydration drink something with electrolytes such as Gatorade or LiquidIV

Eat well!

Wear sunscreen!

Here are important things to know:

The venue is cashless! Pay with card and mobile pay!

Parking: Parking is available on site. Purchase in advance here ($20) or in person (cash only, subject to availability).

ADA info here

Cameras: Personal cameras are allowed in the venue. Flash photography, video and removable lens cameras are not permitted without venue approval.

NO Outside food and beverages

NO bottles or cans

NO Coolers

NO Animals (except service animals)

NO Marijuana or any cannabis products

NO drugs

NO smoking

NO umbrellas

NO Fireworks or sparklers

NO knives, firearms, Brass knuckles, Tasers & mace/pepper spray or weapons of any kind

NO wallet chains, spiked accessories

NO Inflatables, throwing toys (including beach balls and frisbees), blow-up toys, balloons or bubbles

NO Recording devices, iPads/laptops

NO Selfie sticks, drones

NO Laser Pointers/flashlights

NO Scooters/Skateboards

There is NO RE-ENTRY!

Lost & Found info here

VIEW VENUE MAP 

VIEW SEAT MAP 

*This list is not exhaustive. Items not appearing on the list may still be prohibited at the discretion of Security.

For more details click here

Bag Policy:

Bags up to 12” x 6” x 12” are allowed in the venue.

All bags will be searched prior to entry.

Bags that are not clear will be subject to additional search.

Banners, signs and flag policy:

Handmade posters that are no larger than 8.5" x 11" are permitted.

Contact:

For additional questions please call the venue at (602) 379-2888. You can also access their website. Email: ArizonaFinancialTheatre@livenation.com . Check their Twitter and IG for updates. Address: 400 W Washington St Phoenix, Arizona.

[mindigenleszekarossz]

“Minden éjjel tekerem az ablak alatt

Roll tha cannabis amíg a szemem leragad

Roll the weed up!”

[angelofghetto]

Ez a vadkender egy huncut dolog, mert ha pl. valaki kivágja az ültetvényt (akár az erdővel együtt, ami álcázta), attól az még a szétszóródott magokból újra és újra kihajt. Semmi konkrét vád nincs ebben, csak hát a természet az így működik.

[gyepmester]

július 3.

két napja lehet legálisan gandzsát venni a CSC-kben (cannabis social club)

elvileg

ugyanis felmentem a térképre, és azt láttam, hogy a legközelebbi 3 klub - akiknek írtam érdeklődő emailt aztán - mind ilyen tavaly regisztrált és azóta nem vagy alig frissített honlappal bír

és kurvára sehol egy színes pop-up vagy pofámba toluló banner, hogy

FŰ, ITT, MOST

(bár lehet, hogy a neten tilos is ilyet mondani, hiszen kiskorúak is látogathatják?)

van, ahol ki lehet tölteni a tagsági űrlapot, de ezt nem akartam látatlanban-találomra beadni, mivel csak egy klubban lehetek tag

az egyetlen ismerős, aki idejekorán belépett egy klubba, azt mondta, ott év vége felé lesz az első szüret...

mindenesetre két héttel az áprilisi legalizáció után meg is érkeztek az első hírek, hogy még egy kicsit szigorítani kéne a törvényen, de nem követtem le, és most itt állok a szabadság közepén, fű meg sehol

[cdoc1890]

Cannabis testing ban for military recruits passes House (Newsletter: June 17, 2024) https://www.marijuanamoment.net/cannabis-testing-ban-for-military-recruits-passes-house-newsletter-june-17-2024/

[entrepreneurshipessentiials]

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[livewithsol]

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