#Lalo & Beth.

[tacticalvalor]

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for: @unrclypirxte muse: lalo salamanca; charming cartel head and master chef extraordinaire. continued from a prior interaction, linked in source!

There was a lot of curiosity to be had with this new arrival, but it was out of his hands. The higher ups said they'd found interest in some South African dealer who was… where was he again? Rook Islands? The locale escaped Lalo. But, the group seemed trustworthy enough if Eladio's reactions were anything to go by. He was enthusiastic; almost scarily so. 'Anything to get an edge on the Chicken Man', he'd said. Most of the gaggle that'd been sent mainland weren't too much to look at. Typical mercenary types who liked to amp up the 'big and tough' act. It was amusing in a weird way, and had it not been for the recent nature of their allianceship, Lalo would have absolutely tried poking the bear and seeing where the cards fell.

Then, there was Hoyt's right hand.

Lalo hummed at the compliment she'd tossed. Admirable. He'd be lying if he said the thought didn't swell his pride, at least a little bit. But he was more curious in her curiosity. Curious of how she casually waltzed over and looked over the array before him. A warm snicker escaped at her pun, eyes squinting with a hint of playfulness as he'd shot a faux disappointed look at the cheesiness of the joke.

"Carne asada steak tacos—Family recipe." He grinned, proud of that fact. "I'll make sure to save you a plate when it's done."

It wouldn't be too long, by the looks of it. The meat was turning a nice, rich color thanks to the added marinade. After that, it was just a matter of tossing everything together and folding it up real nice. So, at least for now, he would indulge the small talk. It would be useful to gain a bit more information about things, after all.

"Ah… Sometimes. Most people here know better than to make assumptions like that, but every now and again," he laughed, shaking his head, "it can get pretty interesting. But hey, better to catch people off guard, no?"

[riotgrrrlhole]

“With insomnia, nothing’s real

Everything’s far away

Everything’s a copy of a copy of a copy.”

Fight Club (1999) - David Fincher

[miksweety]

Sour Times - Portishead, intimate piano / vocal cover.

[unrclypirxte]

Random Asks! - ALWAYS ACCEPTING

@tacticalvalor said: Lalo always did try to involve himself quite heavily in the lives of his business associates. It made it easier for him to gain access to the information he needed, and harder for them to forget the face that—should they decide to turn their back on his family—would inevitably be the last they saw. Plus, he always was the more charismatic of the bunch. It played a big role in his position, especially now that deals were expanding beyond their domestic reach.

And especially now that he had someone so intriguing as Beth.

This was why he'd decided to step out during his spare time and really show up for Volker and his crew. A box of quality Oliva Serie V Maduro cigars, paired with an intriguing bottle of Raicilla, sourced directly from Jalisco and for the big man himself. A few, similarly personalized gifts for Hoyt's other associates (whether they'd get back to home base unscathed was no longer in his hands, but it was the thought that counted, no?).

And for Beth…Lalo presented the gift with that charming—albeit quite coy—grin of his. A custom crafted knife. It was on the smaller side, around 5 inches whilst closed; nearly doubled when opened. The blade itself was carved from M4 carbon steel; sharp, but not coarse. Oddly smooth to the touch, and durable as ever. The pivoting mechanisms were ceramic, neatly tucked within the comfortable grip, which too was adorned just for her. Inlayed with an intricate red and gold floral design to add that little bit of softness and grace to the weapon.

A subtle sign of his perception of her. How quaint.

// happy holidays! hope your weekend has been kind and cozy <3 <3 || @tacticalvalor

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Beth hadn't truly celebrated Christmas in... years. Too many years. Truth be told, she missed the decorations, the music. The warmth of the lights. Which was why, surprisingly, when she was sent to spend the holidays with the cartel, she'd looked positively BEWILDERED at it all. As if she'd never seen anything remotely Christmas-like before. It was endearing, in a way.

And, even more surprising, was that Lalo had happily joined her. He offered no real judgement, and in fact seemed to encourage it. They'd been spending a lot more time together given recent business opportunities, and yet it never felt forced or taxing. And that alone made Beth appreciative, so much so that she began hunting around for a gift. She searched, and searched, but couldn't find a thing. And just as she was going to tell him the bad news, he presented his own gift.

Hesitant hands accepted his offering, popping the blade to full extension and feeling every inch of the cool length; the craftsmanship, the aesthetics, the weight, the feel of the handle, the materials — it felt custom made, built specifically for her soft grip and harsh work. It was BEAUTIFUL.

Wordlessly, she peered up at him, expression one of unreadable confusion. She liked Lalo a lot, and that wasn't a secret. They got along like a house on fire. They bounced off of each other. Out of all of the cartel, gang types she'd met, he'd by far been the most accepting of her being... a her. Perhaps that was why it tugged at her emotions a little bit. It felt more true and honest. Of course there was an alterior motive, but for now that didn't matter.

Suddenly, her arms wrapped tightly around him, pulling him close into an embrace. She left room for him to break away if he so wished, otherwise holding on until it felt uncomfortable to do so. Stepping back a tiny step, shoe tips touching, Beth peered up at the Salamanca boy and offered a genuine, kind smile. God, she wanted to kiss him.

"How did you know?"

[adyfaye]

Little Women: Kapighatian ng Kababaihan

Kapag nagbabasa ako, madalas mga piyesa na nabibilang sa classical literature ang aking pinipili. Matagal ko nang itinuturing na isa sa aking mga paboritong nobela ang Little Women na isinulat ni Louisa May Alcott. Naaalala ko na nasa ika-7 baitang pa lamang ako noong nalaman kong magkakaroon ito ng panibagong adaptasyon sa pamamagitan ng isang pelikula. Pumapatungkol ito sa apat na magkakapatid na babae na naninirihan sa Massachusetts ilan taon pagkatapos lumipas ang Civil War na nangyari sa Estados Unidos. Sinusundan ng kuwento ang magkakapatid na sina Jo, Meg, Beth, at Amy sa kanilang buhay simula pagkabata hanggang nasa hustong gulang na sila upang magpakasal. Noong pinanood ko sa kauna-unahang pagkakataon ang pelikula, natuwa ako dahil sa nakakabighani na mga pangyayari at sa mga karakter na punong-puno ng personalidad. Kahanga-hanga rin ang makatotohanan na mga hamon ng kababaihan na pinapahayag sa kuwento. Habang umuusad ang pelikula, lumalaki ang mga pangunahing karakter kaya nakikita ang pagbubuo ng kanilang mga motibasyon at pangarap sa buhay at unti-unti silang namumulat sa kanilang reyalidad. Dahan-dahan nilang nauunawaan na sa kanilang lipunan, kakaunti lamang ang mga oportunidad na maaaring makuha ang mga babae upang mapabuti ang kaniyang buhay.

Isa sa mga pinakanakakaintriga na mga bagay ukol sa kuwento ang magkakapatid na Amy at Jo. Tinuturing ng karamihan na kabaligtaran sila sa kanilang kaugalian lalo na sa kanilang paraan upang makamit ang kanilang mga pangarap at tuparin ang kanilang mga responsibilidad. Mas mainapoy at madamdamin si Jo, habang pragmatiko naman si Amy. Mayroong isang eksena sa pelikula kung saan sinabi ni Jo sa kaniyang kapatid na si Beth at sa kanilang ina, “Amy always had a talent for getting out of the hard parts of life”. Nangyari ito noong biglaang umalis si Jo sa New York upang bisitahin  ang nagkasakit na si Beth sa kanilang bahay. Hindi sumagot si Amy sa kanilang mga sulat dahil nananatili siya sa Paris sa panahong ito. 

Ngunit, hindi ako sumasang-ayon sa damdamin at opinyon ni Jo kay Amy. Sa aking palagay, sinusubukan lamang ni Amy na mapabuti ang kaniyang buhay sa pamamagitan ng pagpunta sa Paris upang mapag-aralan nang mabuti ang minamahal niyang sining, ang pagpinta. Isa rin sa mga dahilan kung bakit siya pumunta sa Paris ang makahanap ng asawang mayaman upang maaari niya nang masuportahan ang mga pangangailangan ng kaniyang ina at mga kapatid. Lubos na pumukaw sa aking damdamin at atensyon ang eksena kung saan nagkaroon ng monologue ang karakter na si Amy sa kaniyang art studio habang kausap niya ang mayaman niyang kababata na si Laurie. Sikat ang eksenang ito kung saan pinapaliwanag niya ang kaniyang pananalig na isang pang-ekonomikang panukala ang pagkakasal, lalo na para sa mga babaeng naghihirap sa pinansiyal na aspekto ng buhay. Pinahayag ni Amy na mayroong pamamahala ang isang babae kung sino ang kaniyang mahalin, dahil walang pagkakataon upang madala ng emosyon o mababaw na pagmamahal ang iba sa kanila dulot ng pinansiyal na sitwasyon.

Kasali rin sa eksenang ito ang pagsasakatuparan ni Amy na hindi sapat ang kaniyang talento at interes upang maging matagumpay siya sa mundo ng sining. Isang dulot nito ang kawalan ng mga oportunidad para sa kababaihan sa sining at ang malaking kaibhan sa nakikita nilang sahod sa larangang ito. Noong panahong iyon, hindi lamang limitado sa larangan ng sining ang kawalan ng pagkakapantay-pantay sa sahod at kita. Ayon kay Elsesser (2022) sa kaniyang artikulo sa Forbes, mayroong gender gap sa larangan ng sining na naghahalaga ng mahigit $192 bilyon. Kakaunti lamang ang kita ng mga babaeng pintor kapag ikukumpara sa mga lalaki. Sa mga art auction na naganap mula 2008 hanggang 2019, 2% lamang ng total sales ang napunta sa mga pintor na babae. Isa sa mga paliwanag kung bakit laganap pa rin ang ganitong gender gap sa sining ang malalim na panghuhusga at masamang palagay na nakatago ngunit laganap sa isip ng mga tao. 

Patunay sa mga hamon na dapat mapaglabanan ng kababaihan ang mga pangyayari sa Little Women. Kahit mahigit isang siglo na ang nakalipas simula inilathala ang orihinal na nobela, nananatiling totoo pa rin ang mga sentimento at paghihirap na pinapahayag ng kuwento. 

[delseneca]

Who do you think is hot af?

“Ava, Beth. Iolana is too!”

The real Delseneca thinks Lalo is “hot af”, but it has nothing to do with how she looks.

@ava-montgomery @beth-garcia @littleiolana @lalo-hb

[tiomuerte]

Palm

NONVERBAL STARTERS! - ACCEPTING

palm - smack them upside the head.

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Oh, oh, oh! Did Charley just - ? A RANDOM crippled man, smacking him upside the head? Him? LALO SALAMANCA? Cartel member? Did he not know, or was he just BLINDLY stupid?

Even Beth didn't dare, and he saw that dark look in her eye. Mental note for later to ask his cousins about her, mainly Marco.

"Dios mío," He breathed firstly, disbelief consuming his tone without so much as an attempt to hide it. Lips curled into a small smile, head tilting forwards, "An apology would be nice, gringo."

[the-institute-rpg]

HAPPY FRIDAY, OUR LITTLE GHOSTS AND SPECTERS! 

Today marks the deadline for our costume contest, and we are IN LOVE with what we have seen so far! We are still accepting submissions through the night, but tomorrow submissions will be closed so that the admins have time to put together the poll. Under the cut, you will find the names of the characters we have gotten a costume picture from so far. Please read the list over carefully, and let us know if you did send in a costume and your muse’s name is not on the list. Thanks, and have a great weekend everyone!

Spooky Love,

The Admins

Lily Donovan 

Clara Woodhouse 

Raziel Rosier 

Tae Lee 

Sabrina Christiansen 

Keith Crane 

Jason Shaw 

Alastair Moore 

Dhani Lyman 

Daisy Lynch

Jody Linnel 

Wat Fletcher 

Qhuinn Fontenot 

Quinten Sawyer 

Abbi Westfield

Aspen Blackthorne

Evelyn Stratford

Sasha Bell 

Lucas Drake 

Tommy Heavyshield 

Kai Stonewall 

Kyle Lyons

Ciaran O’Bryan 

Andrea Fox 

Lexi Marlow 

Keir McCrane 

Oz McCloud 

Grace Carleton 

Gina Andrews 

Matt Clarke 

Romy Rhodes 

 Booker Bloodwyne

Dottie Rosethorn

Amabella Dufour 

Devon Templeton 

Samaea-Do 

Kailor Grey 

Veritty Callioux

Alexis Grover 

Kit Weatherington

Damien Black

Keira Blackwood 

Sofiya Voeikov

Scarlett McKnight 

Raven Powers 

Tiffany Talbot 

Tammy Wexler

Ava Montgomery 

Dakota Winters 

Lalo Hornbill

Thalia Moore 

Xavier Lennon 

Andi Sawyer 

Beth Garcia 

Sy Sendejo 

Iolana Alamea 

Chloe Davenport 

Tristan Hawthorne 

Skyler Campbell 

Wade Jensen 

Lyssa Hudson 

Matty Chavez

Jonah Wright

Riley Caplan 

Zach Xenos 

Edmund Elofsen 

Ace Kiran

Margeaux Adkins 

Levi Matthews

Donnie Miller

Finn Carlyle 

Gulana Alim 

Kane Whelan 

Leo Weatherington 

Dougal McLeod 

Anderson Montgomery

Natalie Mercer 

Cassiopeia Rosi 

James Donovan 

Orion Campbell

Arthur Augustus 

Alexander Black 

Genevieve Wrenmyer

Frankie Vanderbilt 

Ste White 

Izel Tolama 

Cara Galloway 

Atticus Carmine 

[espumagria]

how's wes and archie? and cherry and lalo? ^^

well, wes and archie have passed away actually :( it happened not long after lalo's wedding. im sorry, i was so sad i didn't even mention it before 💔cherry and lalo are fine! lalo is still living with beth in sulani, living his best life. and cherry is happily married to marc now! but she's having a hard time bc her baby boy elliot moved to san myshuno recently and she misses him a lot lol  

[dimarunongmagdecidee]

-----------------wakas---------------

Naalala ko pa yung time na inaayos ko yung blog ko. Sabi ko, hala gusto ko pag nagcollege ako magiging diary ko yung tumblr. So that may il-look back ako pagdating ng araw. Pero guess what? Sabi ng college life sakin "bitch u thot" hahhahaa i never imagined my college life to be this stressful and dreadful. To be honest, di ko alam pinasok ko. Lalo na nag accountancy HAHAHAHHA AS IN NO CLUE AT ALL. Pero anyways I'm writing this post to express my story in summary, sa caption ko kasi I decided to thank the people around me kasi deserve naman nila. Pero dito sa blog ko feel ko deserve ko naman iappreciate sarili ko. HHAAHHAHA.

Gusto ko lang sabihin na adjusting nung first year isn't so easy. Lalo na first time ko sa manila. Tho oo I'm a city girl, di ako galing sa province. Pero kasi di ako street smart so everyday ng byahe ko before pamanila i was very anxious na baka maligaw ako or may masamang loob sa sinasakyan ako or baka kung ano mangyare sakin along the way. Pero yung determination ko na gusto ko to. Dream school ko ust. Kakayanin ko. Kasi honestly di nila support na mag UST ako, aside from we're facing financial problems back then di rin nila ko kaya asikasuhin that time so I have to do all things by myself. Grabe ngayon, I'm super proud to that 16 year old wren. Nakakaiyak. Totoo ngang u need to get out of your comfort zone. Kelangan mong mag stand up kung gusto mo talagang mangyari pangarap mo.

Those 5 years were very rough. Ang daming times na muntik nako magstop. Ang daming problema. Mostly family and money. Yep, wala naman ako problema sa acads maybe that's why ang taas ng expectations nila sakin na ako daw hope ng family. Not gonna lie, sobrang pressure non. Parang wala ako karapatan mapagod. Pero you gotta make you weaknesses you strengths. At I wanna thank God for giving me a stubborn and tough mentality kahit anong dumaang problema sakin. Oo, nalulungkot pero lalaban parin.

I think it was my 2nd year nung naka adopt nako kahit papaano and I enjoyed my college life. Seryoso kasi parang wala akong buhay non nung 1st year. UST-Bahay-UST-Bahay lang talaga ako. No social life at all. Di ko alam siguro dahil time if of essence sakin dahil 4 years ba naman akong commute life. And mostly average of 5 hrs a day byahe ko (back and forth na syempre) pero ayun kinaya naman. GRABE UR A TOUGH GHORL. Pero don't get me wrong di nmaan ako puro aral pag uwi hahahaha nagppaahinga lang ako mostly sa bahay since nakakadrain talaga. I don't know sanay naman ako sa very focused sa acads na school since galing naman akong science high pero iba parin yung patayan dito sa AMV eh. Anyways, second year I started going out with blockies. Going to debuts, staying overnights, and inom na rin syempre :p di naman ako nagpabaya more like enjoying new things syempre uwi parin ako Alabang kaya kelangan may control HAHHAHAHA.

Third year, we shuffled sections because our program have to filter the students kung sino ang BSA at sino ang BSMA and luckily I am still accepted sa BSA iniyakan ko din retention exams kasi I was supposed to be exempted and matic BSA na pero bumaba GWA ko so :-( hahahahha anyways ayun nashuffle and I was super scaree that time kasi ibang mga tao nanaman. As you all know, super mahiyain ako sa mga new people unless sila un amag approach. So ayun another adjusting, another barkada. Solid din naman sila but things happened inside the circle kaya nawala din :( GRABE I CAN STILL REMEMBER THE CONFLICTS FRESH PARIN SA UTAK KO. Tho good terms naman proud ako gagraduate na kami, di lahat pero at least we survived.

Fourth year, I decided to join an org mostly because dun ko nalang makakasama mga OG tropa ko eince BSMA sila lahat at ako lang naiwan sa BSA so nag org ako and naging officer para magkakasama aprin kami kahit papaano. I was the Auditor of our college' local COMELEC. DI KO RIN SURE ANO PINASOK KO THAT TIME. Pero I end up loving the family and the responsibility. Oo, dagdag stress like LEGIT DAGDAG STRESS. Pero iba naman yung balik ng saya whenever you accomplish things and you serve the students lalo na't vital sa bansa natin ngayon yang COMELEC politics stuff. Grabe the joy of looking back sa things na dati akala mo wala lang. Ngayon narerealize mo yung impact niya sa life mo. Kung pano ka nagbago at naggrow. I am amazed self huhu PROUD AKO TALAGA SAYO SERYOSO. SORRY NA. Then ayun di ko pa ba nasabi 5 year course ako. So yung mga tropa kong MA, graduating na by this time. 4th year was when I became a social person kasi syemrpe joining an org tas officer ka pa dami makakasalamuha at makikilala. So ayun, diba nga nawala tropa ko from 3rd year that time, I can still remember how I always go to the classroom ng mga friends kong BSMA every break or every walang klase or kapag sila naman yung may klase nakatambay lang ako sa org room para matulog or magwait or magpalipas oras. Ghad those times I really felt alone, aside sa naiisip kong ggraduate na sila lahat tas ako maiiwan, nasasad ako kasi feel ko wala na talagang constant sa life ko lahat nawawala. Tapos dagdag mo pa na nung 2nd sem nalipat nanaman ako ng section shuta. Buti nalang. Buti nalang talaga super kind din ng mga tao sa napuntahan kong section. And I found my "Betsy" there. Oh diba sino bang mag aakala. Hahahahhaha anyways 4th year ako nagstart makistay sa condo ng friend ko since super hectic ng sched and di na talaga kaya ng uwian dahil yung sched ko panggabi tas may org duties pa. I stayed sa condo ng friend ko pero andon naman mom niya so may nag aasikaso samin. Grabe tita Beth super love ko siya. Sometimes I just stare at her and realize na at least may mother figure pa ako na kasama. If u dont know kasi (or if anyone is even reading up to this point) my mom left our family before ako nagcollege. Siguro gets niyo na why we had so many problems by now hahahahhaa. Anyways goods naman kami ni mommy siya parin tumulong sakin para makapagtapos hehe. Super thankful parin ako sa kanya syempre and ofc i love her still. Anyways ayon nga i felt another family kapag andon ako sa condo na yon which makes me warm and easy kapag andon ako. Super swerte ko talaga sa mga tao sa life ko. Bakit ganon? Super bait mo po G 🥺 shet naalala ko 4th year if thesis season pala. I can still remember the stress. Imagine may thesis ka, officer ka ng org, tapos sabay sabay pa lahat ng major exams grabe yun ata yung first time ko mag breakdown ng dahil sa acads. Seryoso, thats the nearest I was to breaking. Super hirap talaga for me lalo na di ata naiintindihan ng groupmates ko sa thesis na di ko makakayang 100% attentions ko sa thesis because I have other responsibilities. May nasira pang friendship seryoso. I never thought aabot sa point na ganon pero ewan baka ako rin yung mali don. I'm sorry guys!!! Pero congrats satin!! Proud ako sa inyooooo!!!

Fast forward, last year of my college life is IAC sem. Meaning parang rerun ng topic or review nalang for board exam. This time nagpaalam nako magdorm kasi shet last na to if I fail this one sayang naman yung mga taon. Kasi a lot of alumni told na kung madugo na undergrad, mas madugo IAC so I was determined to do better. And thankfully naman pinayagan nako magdorm since nakaluwag naman na and last na. I was so happy that time na magddorm ako shet finally. I wanted to feel independent or learn at least. Pero mostly dahil makakapagwalwal nako ng wlaang nakakaalam HAHHAHAHA char ofc part yun pero that's not the focus. Ayon, nung nagdorm ako I had the MOST SOLID FAM. Since nga diba wala nanaman ako tropa na makakasmaa kasi graduate na ofc so another adjustment nanaman sa life jusko every year nalang talaga. I dont know if sinasabi ko lang to because I am in the present and sila kasama ko now or its just i really feel the genuine love of this squad huhu. Or maybe dahil sila talaga yung nakasama ko through the darkest days sa AMV magkakasama kaming ginago ng sistema, ng admin, ng mundo and sabay sabay din kaming ggraduate ngayon. GRABEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE TANGINAAAA NAKAKAIYAK NAKAKAPROUD. LAHAT NG INUMAN, IYAKAN, PUYAT LAHAT YON MA LAHAT YON NAGPAY OFF. LAHAT YUN MAY REASON. LAHAT YUN DINALA TAYO DITO. Ang daming beses na nagdoubt kami if we could pero look at all of us now huhu lahat kami kinaya. As long as u got each others' backs talaga. Don't let anyone break.

Ayun to sum it up, narealize ko lang na I really value friendship a lot. Feel ko talaga they keep me going. They keep me sane. Super dali ko maimpluwensyahan pag kasmaa sila. They are both my joy and hope kapag stressedt huhu. Thank u self for choosing this path. Thank u for being strong. Thank you for believeing you can. Thank u kasi matigas ulo mo wala ka pake at nag aral ka lang AHAHAHAHA. NO MATTER WHAT LIFE THROWS AT YOU, LOOK AT THIS FEAT AND REMEMBER HOW STRONG U ARE OKI? I LOVE U WREN WREN CONGRATS TO YOUR ACHIEVEMENT!!! Can't wait to finally walk to that QPAV stage with my gradpic on the LCD and getting my diploma 😭😢

ALL THOSE 5 YEARS WAS LIKE A BLUR RIGHT NOW PERO I KNOW THE JOURNEY WASN'T EASY, IT NEVER IS. I HAD MY MOMENTS. PERO SALAMAT SA PAG OVERCOME LAGI. BE HAPPY WREN WREN. YOU DESERVE.

[gruts-world]

LISTA DE GOALS:

[BIU]Shingeki No Kyojin T4:

1. Reiner: Rick

2. Eren: Wade

3. Will Tybur: Jeicobu

4. Levi: Ale

5. Zeke: Ghost

6. Armin: Daryl

7. Mikasa: Alexx

8. Jean: Parzival

9. Porco: Toñito

10. Falco: Olivia

11. Gaby: Saphiro

12. Sasha: Nyu

13. Ymir: Beth

14. Connie: ExE

15. Pieck: Rubí

[C]

[C]

[C]

[BIU]The Walking Dead T8:

1. Rick: Rick

2. Ezekiel:

3. Maggie:

4. Negan:

5. Dwight:

6. Michonne:

7. Carl:

8. Jadis:

9. Enid:

10. Jesús:

11. Morgan:

12. Gabriel:

13. Rosita:

14. Daryl:

15. Carol:

[C]

[C]

[C]

[BIU]X-Men Dark Phoenix:

1. Jean Grey:

2. Scott Summers:

3. Profesor X: Rick

4. Nightcrawler:

5. Raven:

6. Magneto:

7. Beast:

8. Quicksilver:

9. Storm:

[C]

[C]

[C]

[BIU]It 2:

1. Bill:

2. Beverly:

3. Ben:

4. Stanley:

5. Mike:

6. Richie:

7: Eddie:

8. It: Rick

[C]

[C]

[C]

[BIU]Sonic:

1. Sonic:

2. Eggman: Rick

3. Tom:

4. Maddie:

[C]

[C]

[C]

[BIU]Breaking Bad:

1. Walter White: Rick

2. Jesse Pinkman: Wade

3. Walter Jr.:

4. Marie Schrader:

5. Hank Schrader:

6. Mike Erhmantraut:

7. Gus Fring:

8. Skyler White:

9. Saul Goodman:

[C]

[C]

[C]

[BIU]Better Call Saul T5:

1. Saul Goodman:

2. Kim Wexler:

3. Mike Erhmantraut:

4. Gus Fring:

5. Nacho Varga: Rick

6. Lalo Salamanka:

7: Howard:

[C]

[C]

[C]

[BIU]The Walking Dead World Beyond:

1. Hope:

2. Iris:

3. Huck:

4. Felix:

5. Elton: Rick

6. Silas:

[C]

[C]

[C]

[BIU]Deadpool 2:

1. Deadpool:

2. Cable:

3. Coloso: Rick

4. Domino:

5. Negasonic:

6. Dopinder:

7. Vanessa:

8. Comadreja:

9. Blind Al:

[tacticalvalor]

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@unrclypirxte SAID:

"So, do you just cook all day?" || BCS au Beth @ Lalo? 👀

RANDOM ASKS || ALWAYS ACCEPTING

The question was just audible over the music blaring in El Michoacáno's kitchen, but it was enough to garner that man's attention… And immediately draw it to the irony of the answer that popped into his head.

'No! Of course not', he would say, spatula in hand and apron neatly fastened over his hips.

Of course not!

Not even as the pan just behind him sizzled and sputtered as the oils and seasoning seeped into the rich meat. But it was the truth! He didn't cook all day, just whenever he had the free time. Which was often, as of late, since things seemed to be well enough that he could take a hands-off approach.

Little Nachito knew what he was doing, yeah? So why hover?

So instead of attempt to excuse the oddly domestic appearance, Lalo played into it. Grinned as he waved the spatula toward Beth, almost as if taunting her. He laughed.

"Hey, someone's gotta keep these boys fed. Besides! It's break time for…" The fingers on his spare hand snapped together, head tilting. "Ah, I forget his name. He does so much back here."

There was a curiosity in his eyes. His voice lowered.

"Why? Something wrong? I can step up front if something needs attention."

[dollprose0-blog]

L.A. Weekly: A Look Back at 40 Years of Irreverence and Devotion to L.A.

When editor-founder Jay Levin had the mad idea to start a weekly alternative newspaper in Los Angeles in 1978, corralling a small group of investors including actor Michael Douglas, there were already such notable predecessors as Los Angeles Free Press and the Village Voice. But Levin's L.A. Weekly soon tapped into — and helped to propel — a riotous explosion in art, music, fashion, film and literature that had long been simmering around the Southland and by the late '70s had begun welling up with a force that could no longer be contained in the underground.

The city's newspapers of record, the Los Angeles Herald Examiner and the Los Angeles Times, were fairly conservative back then, and the two publications' cultural coverage generally centered on the mainstream preoccupations and vanities of their perceived audience of mostly white, mostly male and mostly upper- and middle-class readers. Some of the more perceptive writers at both papers made fitful attempts to tap into the burgeoning local interest in underground film, art and punk rock, for instance, but there were suddenly dozens of events at new venues every week that escaped notice or were too subversive to merit the full attention of those two staid newspapers.

If nothing else, L.A. Weekly quickly filled a void that hadn't existed a few years earlier — a void of a void, if you will — eventually outdistancing such local alt-weekly rivals as Los Angeles Reader by having more comprehensive calendar listings of both mainstream and indie films as well as compiling virtually every major concert and tiny gig at local dives every week, alongside extensive listings for dance, theater, readings, politics and other events. These weren't just flat, dry recitations of show dates and times; wise-ass music writers such as the late Scott Morrow, classical-music maven Mary Beth Crain and music critic Jonny Whiteside took gleeful delight in goring the prevailing sacred cows of the 1980s (Whiteside continues to do so today) while championing iconoclastic new performers several years before the rest of the world caught up to them. Early editor/co-founder/publisher Joie Davidow had a lot to do with setting the tone of the newspaper's style and vision, and her efforts to make the Weekly embrace all the local sub-scenes in art and fashion were carried on in part by longtime calendar editor Sharon Bell.

As L.A. Weekly grew over the course of its first decade, the paper expanded to encompass a variety of distractions and provocations, from Matt Groening's "Life in Hell" comic (which continued running every week for years, long after the artist found fame as the creator of The Simpsons) to other recurring strips and columns by Lynda Barry, Carol Lay, Lalo Alcaraz and Robbie Conal, among others. The newspaper also championed the work of numerous artful and, on occasion, even daringly brave photographers, from Ted Soqui to Virginia Lee Hunter and many others. Hollywood punk princess Pleasant Gehman launched an audacious gossip column, "L.A. Dee Da," that was carried on over the years in evolving formats by archly witty and remorselessly wicked modern-day Rona Barretts such as Kim Jones and, later, Belissa Cohen. The Weekly's long-running astrology column, "Rocky Horoscope" by Rockie Gardiner, was a multilayered piece of scripture that traced the patterns and cycles of celestial bodies with an astronomical precision while being inlaid with cryptic riddles and pop-culture references that were richer, more detailed and, more often than not, uncannily accurate in mapping out readers' futures than generic horoscopes.

Throughout the '80s and into the early '90s, the Weekly was loaded with a diverse and motley assortment of distinctive columnists, staffers and freelance contributors such as Michael Ventura, Ginger Varney, Harlan Ellison and Steve Erickson. Early music editor Jonathan Gold eventually switched to covering restaurants — and not the stodgy, European-style "fine-dining" establishments that most other publications were focused on, as he ravenously tore through and explored this city's wide variety of cultures and street foods. Gold's replacement as music editor, former Bags guitarist Craig Lee, ushered in an era of wildly provocative, untamed writers such as Germs drummer Don Bolles, the incomparable punk stylist Shredder, the quietly subversive Felicia Dominguez and longtime staffer and prog-experimental connoisseur John Payne. Payne eventually was appointed music editor in the 1990s, following a series of more mainstream-minded editors who had often moved away from in-depth coverage of the paper's bread and butter and early raison d'etre, the local underground music scene. Under Lee and Payne, with input from associate music editor/unconventional jazz-metal critic Greg Burk, the Weekly's music coverage would evolve from fannish, punk-style writing to more in-depth, provocative, contemplative and/or insightful musings from such luminaries as Ernest Hardy, classical-music columnist Alan Rich and punk pioneer Brendan Mullen.

Both Lee and Payne recognized the rich variety of local music that was occurring across an increasingly wide variety of genres. Payne also revived L.A. Weekly's music awards for a short spell, after Lee started the annual series of popular award show/concerts in the late '80s.

During the Weekly's first decade, the newspaper was thoroughly unpredictable, with a sense of anarchy and frantic deadline excitement in the crowded, chaotic newsrooms in Silver Lake infusing the articles and columns with a freewheeling, jubilant, messy wildness. The atmosphere in the office was as eclectic as the content, with the likes of Ron Athey and Vaginal Davis (both renowned performance artists today), managing editor Kateri Butler, designers Bill Smith and John Curry, and music and art lovers in the production department, such as L7's Donita Sparks and The Mutts' Jacques Olivier.

After Levin stepped down from his multiple roles running the newspaper in 1992, the Weekly was sold and resold to a variety of sober-minded corporations including, at one point, a pet food company. The company expanded its copyediting and fact-checking departments, and the paper's prized news coverage headed in a more responsible and comprehensive journalistic direction in the following 20 years, with such dogged and persistent reporters, columnists and editors as Christine Pelisek, Patrick Range McDonald, David Zahniser, Gene Maddaus, Dennis Romero, Marc Cooper and Harold Meyerson breaking numerous important stories while confronting local, state and federal politicians with an unsentimental, unbiased and cynical perspective missing from other publications.

Much of the frenetic and boundary-pushing atmosphere of the old Weekly faded away under the various corporate owners, but newer writers in the '90s and beyond — such as incisive film editor Manohla Dargis, thoughtful film critic Ella Taylor, provocative columnist Erin Aubry Kaplan, witty staff writer Gendy Alimurung, fervent and tireless theater editor Steven Lee Morris, theater critics Lovell Estell III, Deborah Klugman and Bill Raden, and art mavens Peter Frank, Ralph Rugoff and Doug Harvey, among others — instilled a sense of higher, more intellectual standards while mixing their prose with unconventional imagery and revisionist views.

In the early '90s, Cohen's column became a celebratory yet skewering scenester chronicle everyone wanted to be in, while the Weekly's calendar section under Bell and the especially clever and irreverent writer Libby Molyneaux became the true bible of L.A., its extensive listings leaving little out in terms of things to do in Los Angeles. Pre-internet, L.A. Weekly's free print edition was in every record store, movie theater, cool retail shop and kiosk all over town, providing a guide to the city like no other, with special issues such as the Best of L.A., and issues dedicated to L.A. music, food and, later, the People issue (which grew out of the paper's "Considerable Town" offshoot column called "Considerable People"), experimenting designwise with multiple covers and glossy magazine stock versus its usual newsprint.

Having moved from its Silver Lake digs to the former Hollywood Reporter building on Sunset in the early '90s, the Weekly found its spiritual home in many ways. Mike Lacey's New Times Media took over the paper in 2002, in a complex deal with Village Voice Media (the parent company of L.A. Weekly until last year) that saw Jill Stewart replace news editor Alan Mittelstaedt. With editor-in-chief Laurie Ochoa at the helm along with associate editor Joe Donnelly, the Weekly went on to win more national journalism awards than any other alternative newspaper in the country (including a Pulitzer Prize for food writing for Ochoa's husband, Gold, in 2007).

By this time the influence of the web was undeniable, and more and more of the Weekly's content was migrating online, including popular pop culture–driven columns by Dave Shulman, Henry Rollins and Nikki Finke, whose "Deadline Hollywood" column became a watchdog for the entertainment industry. LAWeekly.com incorporated online slideshows and some video as well. In 2008, the Weekly's offices moved once again, this time to Culver City. VVM took the opportunity to issue budget cuts that saw many staffers ousted, including — despite the staff's successes — the top editors.

The most requested cover in L.A. Weekly history was the issue covering the death of Michael Jackson.

L.A. Weekly

Lacey had sold the Weekly to Voice Media Group in 2012 and the paper went through several personnel changes in the years that followed. But it always maintained a hard-working staff and a network of passionate freelancers, who continued to publish important stories reflecting the culture of Los Angeles with dedicated reverence, garnering many awards in the process. In 2017, VMG announced the sale of L.A. Weekly. It was purchased by Semanal Media in December of that year, with longtime art director Darrick Rainey named editor-in-chief and contributors who'd been working with the publication from several decades before joining the staff. The offices moved once again, in spring of this year, to the heart of downtown Los Angeles.

Through the country's most tragic and triumphant times, through the paper's own historical high points and low points, through acclaim and controversy, L.A. Weekly has endured, calling out injustices in social and political spheres, shining a spotlight on the city's creative culture, art and music, and bringing together a variety of voices and perspectives that reflect and embody our city and our world — male and female; cis and LGBTQ; Caucasian and people of color; young and old. Everyone who contributed in the past 40 years is part of this rich legacy. Here's to four more decades of doing so with the same expository vision, thoughtful approach and unfettered devotion.

Source: https://www.laweekly.com/news/la-weekly-a-look-back-at-40-years-of-irreverence-and-devotion-to-la-10101634

[unrclypirxte]

Damn, V is out here making me want to write BCS au Beth again.

[christhatcher]

12 albums from 2016

These aren’t in any particular order. I have, and continue to, love them all. If I’d have listened to the Mammoth Weed Wizard Bastard album more often I reckon that would’ve got in too. Unfortunately I do a lot of listening to music in the car, and I’m perpetually late for work, and it’s impossible to drive at anything approaching the speed limit when you’re listening to an album by a band called Mammoth Weed Wizard Bastard.

Underworld - Barbara, Barbara We Face A Shining Future

Oh Underworld you've soundtracked many significant moments in my life from the 90s onwards, and as we both get older you keep reminding me that youth and fire in the belly aren't the only ingredients necessary for making vital music. Underworld have blown me away again with an album which finds them at their most intimate yet transcendent. To my mind that's the perfect balance to pitch on an album that takes its name from some of a husband's final words to his wife.

The lyrics to Low Burn ('Time, The first time, Blush, Be bold, Be beautiful, Free, Totally, Unlimited') could, in the wrong hands, all too easily find their way onto a platitudinous meme but they sound vital in the context of the tune, a cresting wave of synths, strings, bass throb and eventually Hounds of Love toms. The perspective shifts on the penultimate line to include, "Panic, craving, nothing... Time, the first time..." and it transforms the vocal from a call for the Living to one that seems to encompass life and death's full cycle. Played back to back with Nylon Strung, whose refrain 'I want to hold you, laughing' assumes a mantra like quality, the two tracks feel like a compellingly heartfelt plea to embrace utterly the short moments we have.

David Bowie - Blackstar

We will never see his like again. To some extent that’s probably true, but that’s because Rock n roll is now nearing the point of anachronism; it's passing is inevitable but not something to mourn. We can't be forever young and full of piss and vinegar and I think if you're determined to be 18 till you die you've set your sights pretty low. I actually hope that the future of expressive culture lies not solely in the hands of men and women on raised stages preaching to the masses but in increasingly indivisible hands and minds brought together and operating in the spaces where the real and virtual world blur. I hope it's a place where individuals come second to the product of expression. In short, I hope there isn't another David Bowie. I love the guy (as much as it's possible to love someone you've never met), but I hope that before too long we no longer require these figureheads to align ourselves with or against. I want his work to survive and be celebrated but I hope that the culture he sprung from baffles my descendants, because there's something rotten about our obsession with the shock of the new that is the third quarter of the 20th Century.

Jez: Look, Mark, I'm a musician, in case you've forgotten. I answer to a higher law, the law of "If it feels good, do it."

Mark: Oh, that's a great law, isn't it? What's that, Gaddafi's law?

Jez: It's the musician's law. Colonel Gaddafi could not lay down a bass hook, Mark. That should be clear even to you. - Peep Show (series 3 ep 5)

It was the shock of the new, not a Solomonesque cultural cache. And now the world is moving on. Not diminishing in talent over time as we speed further away from the grand ejaculation of the Big Rock n Roll Bang. Music hasn’t descended into an over reliance on auto tune, or computers. There isn’t a dearth of ‘real’ musicians learning ‘real’ instruments, learning their song ‘craft’… ‘organically’. The world is moving on. But still we get to listen to the fucking bullshit put about by old people convinced that the brief period when you’re most emotionally engaged in the cultural stimuli around you happens to be the apex of civilisation; and you should never underestimate a Baby Boomer’s ability to slip a pair of rose tinted blinkers over your eyes when you’re moving into the crawl space they’ve rented out to you from their burgeoning property portfolios (Hippies and Yuppies – only really distinguishable by the proportion of their income spent on joss sticks).

But back to Bowie. Guilty of none of the above. His capacity for re-invention and forward thinking doesn’t need re-iterating, the back catalogue up to and including Blackstar speaks for itself. This has turned into a rant but, sod it, I'm not in the mood for not ranting.

Here's to Mr Bowie, perhaps the ultimate rebuttal to those who cite ‘honesty’ or ‘realness’ or ‘rocknroooooll’ as fundamental to making ‘organic’, ‘real’ music and writing ‘proper’ songs. Who used artifice, and sounds regardless of source, was fearless and transcended rock n roll and took it higher than it deserves, subverted and utterly disregarded hoary, chin stroking… fuck it… boring… notions of what a song/album/concert could/should be.

And he left us with Blackstar. All of the above.

The Comet is Coming - Channel The Spirits

It's quite hard to believe that this is the sound of just sax, synths and drums (or ‘skins’, if I'm trying to be vaguely alliterative) recorded (to tape no less) in a three day burst of creativity. The sound, all pervading atmosphere and ethos at large here is worthy of the entire Arkestra, amped up and channelled through Funkadelic via Leftfield at their most furious. If they've heard Channel The Spirits, then I imagine that the house band at the Restaurant At The End Of The Universe are probably worried about losing their residency. Sub point: Slam Dunk In A Blackhole (which wouldn't sound out of place on either Blackstar or Kendrick Lamar's To Pimp A Butterfly) is my song title of the year.

Savages - Adore Life

Opening with the three chord grind of The Answer, Adore Life positively pulses and howls (the guitars sound feral) before dissolving into more cerebral territory for the title track. Jehnny Beth's lyrics run the gamut of love, turning the subject inside out fearlessly, never breaking eye contact. It's an intense, beautifully paced piece of work, packaged in monochrome but red blooded through and through.

David Holmes – Late Night Tales

I was introduced to Mr Holmes via one of those late 90s Chillout compilations. The culprit, 'Rodney Yates' is a journey borne on floating ride cymbal and strings a la Lalo Schriffin, which led me to its mother album 'Let's Get Killed'. Over the subsequent years, I've lapped up pretty much everything he's done, be it soundtracks (Out of Sight springs to mind), Psychedelic Funk mix albums (Come Get it I Got It), freaky Hip Hop (The Free Association) and this year, Late Night Tales and Unloved (more of the latter in a bit).

If there's a unifying thread to Mr Holmes' work, to these ears, it's the sense that he's a man outside of time. His work is peppered with samples and ideas from pretty much every decade since it became possible to capture and replicate sound. But this is not the back catalogue of a retro mongering throwback, it's a body of work that speaks of a genuine love of sound and an overarching desire to share it. I have no idea how much of his own music is created from samples and how much is original composition... the lines are utterly blurred and it makes for compelling listening.

In these interconnected times, the Internet, behaving like it's second syllable, drags the endless bounty of musical creativity onwards with ever decreasing regard for chronology and Holmes has a rare talent for sifting through the haul for treasures. If you're on the search for new artists then Mr Holmes beats Spotify or any app you could imagine hands down. He's arguably never been better than on Late Night Tales. It's a beautiful, torchlit collection made all the more striking by the fact that it's largely beatless and full of acoustic and vocal performances thematically linked to questions of love and loss. A truly mesmerising experience.

Church of The Cosmic Skull – Is Satan Real?

I've spent the last few years resolutely trying to engage with modern sounds after years in a proto metal, Sabbath indebted cul de sac (not a bad place to be admittedly, but it's good to shake things up every so often). This year however, I've found myself slipping back into my comfort zone, maybe as a way of escaping the hideousness of 2016, maybe because albums like Is Satan Real? are so fucking tasty. It combines the vocal, harmonic... There's no other way of saying this... pomp of Queen, hooks and almost jazzy flourishes that The Zombies would've actually stayed split up over and a deliciously sparse smattering of Sabbathian crunch. The fact that they only properly let rip on the closing 'Evil In Your Eye' is a masterstroke that has had me reaching for the repeat button, repeatedly.

Metronomy - Summer '08

Joe Mount is not cool, he’s no rock star and he doesn’t swagger, but the music he makes does, albeit in a slightly jerky, twitchy St Vitus on espresso way. When I was small I used to make myself spaceships out of bits of furniture, and go on adventures of the imagination… Listening to Metronomy has always felt a little like being invited into someone else's world of 'let's pretend'. One where the lightsabers are still visibly made from mismatched lego bricks and the Darth Vader helmet is quite obviously a plastic policeman's helmet with a flap of cardboard inexpertly sellotaped around the back. They aren’t smooth. They're not making music for parties in and around Jacuzzis and JD shaped swimming pools, but 40 minutes in the company of this collection of off kilter electro funk, break and disco beats and aching slow jams might allow you to pretend that you are. And, once again, the artifice is far more stimulating and appealing than reality.

Opeth - Sorceress

Opeth. Opeth. Opeth. I just bloody love them. That's a shit review, but it's basically how I feel. I guess that how you feel about Opeth depends on your views on progressive music. If you think it's wanky and unnecessary then you'd be forgiven for avoiding Opeth but I'd argue that you're mistaken, because there are very few elements included in an Opeth number that could be considered unnecessarily wanky. Dramatic shifts in tempo and volume and time signature abound on this, as all, their albums. The key to their success though, is that they're artfully and meticulously placed with an almost architectural eye for detail that seems set on firing the imagination, rather than bludgeoning the listener with its own cleverness. In the truest sense of the word Sorceress is a wonderful addition to an enviable back catalogue.

Hedvig Mollestad Trio – Black Stabat Mater

 I don't really know much about these ladies. I'm not sure whether to describe it as Jazzy proto metal or proto metallic jazz... maybe the latter. But it is fierce. Really fierce. The five tracks slowly descend from a (relatively) straight forward opening freak out on a jazzy, turning bluesy groove, to nightmarish feedback and clatter that could be mistaken for King Crimson being dissolved in a rusted cauldron of battery acid stirred by Trolls. Also: One of my favourite album covers in a long time.

Paul Simon - Stranger To Stranger

Received wisdom has it that 74 year olds should just rest on the canon, firing blanks, cashing in on the willingness of Mojo readers to part with their coin for ever more padded out and barrel scraping reissues. Paul Simon seems to think that the best way to get through one's three score and tens is to build an album from the beats up and then bring in a designer and player of micro tonal instruments to add layer upon layer of otherwordly sound. I like Paul Simon. A lot.

Unloved - Guilty of Love

A collaboration between Jade Vincent, Keefus Ciancia and David Holmes (him again). As with Late Night Tales, Unloved is a creature of the night, but this time with teeth, paraffin eyes and a taste for smoke in the back of the throat. Guitars twang, drums can be heard reverberating up blackened alleyways and the astonishing voice of Jade Vincent entices, admonishes, damns and defies. When A Woman is Around should be considered a classic, 'Truth is seldom found (by a man) when a woman is around... Lose that Cheshire grin, take it like a man, keep what's yours, leave me mine.' Although there's a dark 60s vibe at work here, it's beautifully realised, with the faultless songwriting, performance and production giving it an elusive timelessness.

Nissenenmondai - N/A

This album is a perfect example of singular and fearless exploration.

They're a power trio, but that's where the similarities to that particular trope end.

They veer closest to making minimalist Techno, but with guitar, bass and drums.

They sound like they're being beamed in from the future, and not necessarily a good one.

Some of the album is hard to listen to and imagine it having been created by humans.

That's why I love it.

[phgq]

Tagalog News: LGU-Busuanga, namahagi ng mga Risograph Printing Machine

#PHinfo: Tagalog News: LGU-Busuanga, namahagi ng mga Risograph Printing Machine

Ang mga Risogrpah Printing Machines na ipinamahagi ng LGU-Busuanga sa mga barangay nito para makatulong sa pag-imprenta ng mga module ng mga mag-aaral. (Larawan mula sa LGU-Busuanga, Palawan)

PUERTO PRINCESA, Palawan, Enero 19 (PIA) -- Labing-limang Risograph Printing Machines ang ipinamahagi ng Pamahalaang Lokal ng Busuanga kamakailan.

Ito ay para sa 14 barangays ng nasabing bayan at isa naman ay para sa tanggapan ng Department of Interior and Local Government (DILG)-Busuanga.

Ang pag-turn-over ng mga ito ay pinangunahan nina Mayor Beth Cervantes at Vice-Mayor Elvin Edonga, kasama rin sina Sangguniang Bayan Member John Silver Edonga, SK Federation President Rhoda Aracan, MLGOO Joey Balane, Jr. at DepEd-Busuanga District Supervisor Heidi Garcellano.

Layunin ng proyektong ito na matugunan ang pangangailangan ng mga paaralan sa buong munisipyo sa pag-imprenta ng modules ng mga estudyante.

Magkatuwang naman ang mga barangay, Sangguniang Kabataan at DepEd-Busuanga sa pangangalaga at operasyon ng mga Risograph Printing Machine.

Sa mensahe ni Mayor Cervantes, sinabi nito na patuloy ang suporta ng LGU sa sektor ng edukasyon, lalo na ngayong panahon ng pandemya. Aniya, higit na dapat bigyan ng ibayong atensyon ang pag-aaral ng mga kabataan at huwag maging hadlang ang krisis na ating nararanasan para hindi maipaabot sa mga mag-aaral ang sapat na edukasyon na kailangan nila.

Umaasa naman si Mayor Cervantes na makakatulong nang malaki ang ipinamahaging mga Risograph Printing Machine sa pag-iimprenta ng mga modules ng mga estudyante. (OCJ/PIA-MIMAROPA, Palawan)

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* Philippine Information Agency. "Tagalog News: LGU-Busuanga, namahagi ng mga Risograph Printing Machine." Philippine Information Agency. https://pia.gov.ph/news/articles/1064261 (accessed January 19, 2021 at 04:37PM UTC+08).

* Philippine Infornation Agency. "Tagalog News: LGU-Busuanga, namahagi ng mga Risograph Printing Machine." Archive Today. https://archive.ph/?run=1&url=https://pia.gov.ph/news/articles/1064261 (archived).