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Monte Silver's Lawsuit Opposing The Procedural Aspect of #GILTI Regs Lives On
In summary – Monte Silver’s lawsuit against GILTI lives on! On April 19, 2024 the U.S. Court Of Appeals released a decision which included: Plaintiffs had objected before the district court that the Anti-Injunction Act did not apply in light of South Carolina v. Regan, 465 U.S. 367 (1984), because they had no other way to litigate their claims. The defendants argued that the Act barred the suit…
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majubengel · 24 days
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One Piece old man yaoi sticker set!
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inkz123 · 11 months
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Painting of @notkierz Lust Reaper💕
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vid of the raw painting to show the sparkles nwn✨
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ltwilliammowett · 1 year
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Divers who were supposed to be collecting ghost nets found the remains of the hospital ship Monte Olivia, which sank in 1945. They first found what they thought were pieces of scrap metal, which soon turned out to be a 300-piece silver treasure.
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chernobog13 · 4 months
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KONGA (vol. 1) #23 (November, 1965). Cover by Pat Masulli and Rocco "Rocke" Mastroserio.
No, it's definitely not a rehash of King Kong vs. Godzilla (1962). This is instead Konga, the chimpanzee which a mad scientist turned into a giant gorilla, battling the dread volcano monster Uuang-Ni!
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Written by Joe Gill. Art by Bill Montes and Ernie Bache.
Although on this splash page they look more like they're trying to French kiss instead of killing each other.
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And can you imagine Kong reacting like this if his face almost got burned off?
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gloriousmonsters · 1 year
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also. me and my sons
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territorial-utopia · 2 years
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Timelapse of this piece posted alongside with Armas’ character introduction.
I might have to include these two as a storybook or something within the world I’m currently working on-
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krinsbez · 2 years
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Pulptober 2022, Themes Elaborated, Part 2
Here’s a link to part one for you. Again, thanks to @maxwell-grant for making some suggestions.
6- The Lone Ranger/Purehearted Paladin:
Another one that’s fairly straightforward. The Ideal Hero, the Paragon, the closest the Pulp Hero genre gets to The Cape, hero who believes in following the Law as much as possible, who really, truly tries to avoid killing his foes unless he absolutely has to, and will even go out of his way to save them, etc. Alternate examples Dick Tracy*, Silver John/John The Balladeer*+
7-The Spider/Let The Lawless Learn Fear 
The other side of the coin. This guy runs on the concept of “pay evil unto evil“; he not only has no rule against killing, he routinely finds himself wading in the blood of criminal scum. He may, in fact, be SO committed to to scaring evil-doers that his sanity is in question. Alternate examples: “Red“ Miller*+, The Punisher
8-Fantomas/Pulp Evil
The rest of the month is devoted to Pulp Heroes. Not today. Today is for the opposition, the worst of the worst, the vile and the villainous, the creeps and criminal masterminds, you get the idea. Alternate examples: Grendel+, Fu Manchu*
9-The Count of Monte Cristo/A New Identity 
It’s not uncommon for a Pulp Hero to have a secret identity, but these guys take it a step further; their secret identity (or identities) is itself an alias, one they adopted solely to prosecute their crusade. Alternate examples: The Green Lama, Moon Knight*
10-The Avenger/Master of Disguise
Another straightforward one; this Hero lives on his chameleon-like mastery of the art of disguise. Alternate Examples: Secret Agent “X“, The Human Target
*I have not consumed much or any of the source material
+suggested to me by @maxwell-grant, although Grendel was already on my mental list, I swear!
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lupismaris · 1 year
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onehikeaweek · 8 months
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Panorama from Silver Tip Peak.
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demyxix · 11 months
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Modern Bathroom San Diego Bathroom: A large, contemporary master bathroom with gray tile and porcelain tile, a gray floor, and a double-sink design with recessed-panel cabinets, gray walls, a hinged shower door, an undermount sink, granite countertops, gray countertops, and an integrated vanity.
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Auguste-Rosalie Bisson. (French, 1826-1900)
The Ascent of Mont Blanc, 1861
Albumen silver print from glass negative
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Modern Bathroom (San Diego)
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Del Monte Forest Wynn Bullock gelatin silver print
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dilemmaontwolegs · 1 year
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The Best Kept Secret on the Grid || Part Four
MV, CL, CS, LH, LN, PG, GR, FA, DR, OP x fem!reader Warnings: fluff and flirting (sorry there will be smut next time) Reader gets to go on a hunt of her own! WC: 3.1k F1 Masterlist || Part One || Part Two || Part Three || Part Four || Part Five Thank you to @kimi240302 for being inspired to make this collage, it’s perfect! 💕 and it inspired this fic!
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It was strange that the elevator had arrived on your floor, and even stranger that it was empty. Your penthouse apartment took up the entire top floor of the building and required a keycard just to use the private elevator. Only Max had the spare keycard.
Sticking your head inside you found it wasn’t entirely empty. Tucked into the corner was a gift box tied off with a delicate silver bow, your name written on the tag hanging from it. You thought about calling Max first but it wasn’t unusual to receive gifts from him so you carried it inside and opened it.
Your jaw dropped at the beautiful ball gown neatly placed inside. Each crystal of the glittering bodice was individually sewn on with meticulous care and it must have cost a small fortune to make. There wasn’t even a label to give a clue as to who the designer was, but it was clearly custom made and you knew without even stepping into it that it would fit perfectly.
Lifting the train out, you found an equally stunning half mask along with a small blank card that you turned over. Hand written in an elegant script is said: Le Bal Masqué 2200. You looked at the time and saw there was just over an hour to get ready.
You had just settled the mask over your styled hair when there was a knock on your door and you slipped your heels on before answering. Expecting to see Max waiting, you were surprised to find a stranger holding a card with your name on it, silently handing it over before you could ask what was going on.
It’s your turn to find us tonight, M.
“Your car is downstairs, madame,” the messenger said as he held the elevator door open for you.
The excitement brought a smile to your face as you stepped inside, wondering just what he had planned for you. You obviously weren’t hunting them the same way they chased you on the island, the dress was far too nice to ruin.
You were occupied by your thoughts the entire drive through the streets of Monte Carlo until you arrived at a cliff side residence. The gates opened at the car’s approach and you could see the mansion was full of men wearing their finest suits. 
“Have a lovely evening, madame,” the chauffeur said as he opened the door for you. 
You thanked him as you stepped out, your entrance garnering plenty of envious stares from the women and looks of longing from men loitering on the steps. You had scanned what you could see of the men’s faces beneath the masks and determined why this was a hunt - three had the same blue eyes and dirty blonde hair as Max while two could have easily been Charles at first glance. 
Smiling to yourself, you climbed the stairs and entered the large foyer full of men who could all pass for yours. 
“Champagne?” You took the flute from the waiter’s tray and saw two rolls of stickers beside it. Noticing the curious lift of your brow above the diamante mask, the waiter tapped the first roll. “The green sticker is for when you believe you have found one of the drivers here this evening, there are only ten so choose wisely. If you believe you have found an imposter, place a red dot on their lapel and they will be escorted off the premises. You have until midnight. Happy hunting.”
You smirked over the rim of your champagne flute and grabbed the roll of red stickers first. Turning to survey the crowd, you chuckled as you whispered to yourself, “Oh Max, you’ve outdone yourself.”
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“Enjoying your evening?”
You turned to the man with a thick Spanish accent and immediately knew he wasn’t your Nando, though the jawline beneath the mask followed the same curve and his short beard was shaped similarly. The voice was too deep and the eyes were more green than hazel to match Nando’s so you plucked a red dot from the reel and slapped it on his suit as you answered, “Extremely. Thank you for coming.”
His lips turned down and a large unmasked man stepped out of the shadows, already guiding him out of the residence. You were already making your way to the ballroom where the crowd swelled, dozens and dozens congregating on the dance floor where a band were playing new hit singles but in a classical way. Perhaps band wasn’t the right term, there were so many instruments it was practically an orchestra.
An arm curled around your waist as you swayed to the music and you tipped your head back to meet a pair of brown eyes so dark they were almost black. He didn’t speak as he pulled you closer and for the first time you weren’t certain if the man was an imposter or your Esteban.
“You’re not going to ask how my night is going?” you baited him, a quick smiling parting his lips as he shook his head. Pursing your lips, you weren’t ready to rule him out with a red sticker but you needed to hear his voice to decide if he was worth one of the precious ten green dots in your hand. “Then how about a drink instead?”
His smile grew as he took your hand in his and led you to one of the small bars dotted around the ballroom. Looking at the long fingers laced with yours, you saw a thin tan line on his index finger where a ring had spent a lot of time and you tried to remember if Esteban had one too. Charles, Pierre and Lando definitely did but the memory of Estie’s hand drew a blank - you knew his fingers from how they felt between your legs not by sight apparently.
“Two piña coladas, please,” you ordered as you watched what features you could around the mask but there was no sign of disgust. “One for the road,” you added as you placed a red sticker on his collar.
“How did you know?” the lookalike asked with an English accent.
“Pineapples.” You shrugged and took the cocktail that was placed in front of you. “He hates them.”
Half an hour later the crowd had thinned dramatically. The security team had been kept busy as you felt like the Oprah meme, slapping red dots on the imposters - you get one, and you get one. With a large portion of men gone you were able to focus better and there were two men in particular you had your eye on.
All it took was one laugh and you were peeling back the first green sticker, heading for the pair of dark haired men chatting in the library. Their backs were to you as they laughed at silly book titles and you announced your arrival with a kiss to the shadow of a beard before sticking the green dot to his forehead.
“You two together was always going to be a dead giveaway,” you teased as you stuck another sticker on Lando’s nose. “Only Carlos can make you laugh like that.”
“Don’t tell me we were first?” he whined as he saw the otherwise full strip of green dots. “How have you not found George?”
You trailed a finger over the perfect lines of his suit before tugging the bow tie around his neck. He swallowed at the smouldering look in your eyes and let you drag him closer by the throat until your lips brushed his ear. “Why don’t you help me?”
His lips parted to answer but Carlos pulled him away before he could impart the information he knew. Blocking you with his body, Carlos shook his head at your attempt to break the younger driver. “Rules are rules, hermosa, and you are running out of time.”
He jutted his chin at the grandfather clock and smirked as he ducked from your reach with a laugh when you tried to take back the green sticker. “Uh uh uh, I’m well and truly yours.”
“You’re lucky you’re handsome,” you warned as you left them to their game and continued your hunt. “Alright, George, Gerorge, George, where would you be…oh.”
You had wandered through the throngs of people inside the impressive mansion but you hadn’t explored the rest of the property. It was very easy to understand Lando’s complaint when you walked out the wide open doors to the infinity pool set on the cliff face.
“I’m not sure how I’m going to get this to stick to you,” you said as you held a green dot on your finger tip. George grinned beneath his mask as he looked up from the waters edge enjoying a warm dip in the pool. Water dripped from his hair and ran down his chest as he stood up, tracing a wet palm up your calf through the slit in the dress. He was the only one at the soirée who had taken his suit off and he had also decided to put his bow tie back on before hopping in the heated pool. “You look like a stripper.”
“A very expensive one I hope,” he teased. “You look hot, love, you should join me and cool off.”
“Wish I could,” you sighed, feeling a little like the white rabbit in Alice in Wonderland, “but I’m running late and still have seven of you guys to chase down.”
George pulled himself out of the pool and grabbed a towel, a few drops of water catching on the crystal bodice as he shook his hair out. He dragged the towel down his body and you used the dry spot on the centre of his chest to plant a green dot on him. “Tagging my heart, love,” he chuckled, leaning in to kiss your cheek. “You don’t need to chase us, we are waiting for you.”
He sent you a wink as he swiped up his suit and left you poolside, confused by what he meant. “You’ll figure it out, I know you will.”
Dawdling along the balcony, you chewed over his words before realisation struck. You found Lando and Carlos together and George in the water - places where they loved to be. It seemed so obvious once you thought it and you rushed inside to the ballroom. You hadn’t questioned why the orchestra was masked but when you spotted the dark head of hair at the grand piano it made sense.
“It’s my favourite Frenchman,” you whispered in his ear and the melody bounced over a miskey.
“Monegasque,” he corrected automatically, turning to see the amusement shimmering in your eyes. “Bonsoir, mi bella.”
“You might want to rest those fingers, Charles, wouldn’t want you to get a cramp later.”
He grinned at the remark and dragged them across the keys. “Don’t worry, I’m just warming up.”
“So am I.” You reached out and stuck the green dot to the index and middle finger on his right hand before kissing the dimple on his cheek. “Those are mine.”
You followed a waiter as he slipped from the room with an empty tray and found a set of stairs leading down a floor, into a busy kitchen. Your next target stood out among the white shirt chefs and you were once again amazed at how they had managed to find strangers with such a resemblance to your drivers.
“What’s cooking, good looking?”
Fernando turned with a spoonful of something that smelled delicious and your lips parted for him. A heavenly moan hummed from your chest as you tasted what he had been stirring on the stove. Nando smirked as his eyes followed the line of your lips before he leaned in and caught them with his, rolling his tongue across your bottom lip.
“You missed a bit,” he said as he wiped the spot of sauce with his thumb before licking it clean. You momentarily forgot what you were doing but he had his wits about him as he took a green sticker and placed it on his collar. “Now this is my colour.”
“Not red?” He shook his head as you flattened the dot to make sure it wouldn’t be lost in the 25 minutes you had left. “So the Ferrari rumours…?”
“Just rumours, querida, but I don’t think you have time to gossip.” He pointed the spoon to the clock above the head chef’s station. “There’s still a few spots left.”
“Vegan special,” the chef shouted as he hit the bell for service and a waiter arrived in an instant. “Deliver this to the home theatre.”
“One less now.” You grinned and pulled another sticker out. “See you at midnight.”
You followed the waiter into the quiet depths of the mansion until he reached a door and you took the plate from the tray. “I can take it from here, thanks.”
Lewis was so engrossed in the film he didn’t notice it was you in the room with him. It was only when he looked closer he saw the green dot stuck to the white china plate in your hands and looked up with a wide smile.
“I take gratuities in orgasms, just so you know,” you said with a laugh as he moved the plate and pulled you onto his lap instead.
“It’s your lucky night, baby,” he purred in your ear as his hand slipped up the slit in your dress. “I’ve been told I’m a heavy tipper.”
His fingers teased along the lace edge of your panties and you only just managed to clear your head before he could erase all your thoughts with his touch. “Rain check,” you groaned, not wanting to leave just yet but Fernando had given you an idea before the chef had set you onto Lewis’ path. “Where would you go if you wanted to hear the juiciest gossip?”
Lewis chewed his lip as he thought it over before deciding, “The bar, a few drinks definitely loosens lips.”
“Then that’s where I need to go.” You thanked him with a kiss before leaving the theatre and made your way back to the busiest room in the place. But, before you could leave the lower levels you heard a distinctive accent and skidded to a stop.
“When they said you guys came from a land down under, I didn’t think they meant the basement.” Daniel’s smile split his face as you stepped into the games room where he and Oscar were chalking their cue sticks.
“Thank god you’re here,” Oscar sighed gratefully and placed the cue down on the table, turning to face you with a smile. “I suck at playing pool.”
“Maybe that’s because it's billiards, not pool,” you pointed out as you stepped into the space between his legs.
“I don’t even know what that is,” he admitted, his hands running over the dresses bodice and down to rest on your ass. “You look gorgeous.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in a suit.” You straightened the bow that had tilted at some point and draped your arms around his neck. “It suits you, handsome.”
His nose wrinkled and you giggled as he tugged at the tie, sending it off kilter again. “It feels like I’m being choked.”
“There’s some pleasure to be found in a bit of choking. Isn’t that right?” Daniel asked in your ear as he stepped up behind you, his fingers delicately circling your throat. He guided your head back to his shoulder and traced his nose over your racing pulse, inhaling the sweet scent of your perfume. “Hmm, maybe we can show him how good it can be.”
You could feel both of them coming to life as they sandwiched you between them, digging their erections into you. Your eyes fluttered shut at the temptation to drop to your knees and taste the Australian drivers, but you forced your eyes open and squirmed free of their intoxicating embrace.
“Soon, promise,” you panted as you slapped a sticker on Daniel’s ass and made Oscar whine needily when you placed one over his tented trousers, rubbing your palm over it to make sure the green dot was secured. “Very soon.”
The largest bar was set up in what you guessed was usually a dining hall and it spanned the length of the room. Leaning against the bartop was Pierre, his chin on his fist as he listened to the revellers unravelling their innermost thoughts aloud. He was engrossed in the tale, nodding encouragement when the woman’s cheeks turned scarlet red beneath her mask.
“And what did he do?” Pierre asked eagerly.
The woman covered her lips as she giggled before leaning in and whispering her confession. Pierre’s lips parted with a gasp, his eyebrows rising over the top of his mask as he stood upright. “Non!”
“Oui!”
Pierre spun around at the sound of your voice in his ear and he tore his mask from his face. “Ma chatte, look at you,” he said with a playful bit of his lip as you gave him a slow spin to show all of your curves glittering beneath the chandelier light. “Beautiful. And just in time too.”
You followed his gaze and saw there was only three minutes to midnight. “Shit,” you whispered as you grabbed the second to last sticker and pressed it to his chest. “Gotta run.”
Your calves burned as you climbed the stairs, spiralling higher and higher, racing the hands of the clock until you reached the top floor. The entire wall was made of glass and overlooked the dark water beyond the cliffs, but it wasn’t the panoramic vista that caught your eye.
His back was to you, the black silk tie of his mask flattening the back of his hair that would usually stick up in all directions, especially after combing your fingers through the strands. But it didn’t matter if you couldn’t see his face, you would recognise him anywhere.
His hands were crossed at the base of his spine, right one holding the left. It was how he stood whenever he was on the podium, how he stood when his anthem played. It was how he stood when he desperately wanted to be elsewhere but was forced to be patient.
You wrapped your arms around his narrow waist and found his eyes reflected in the glass. “Hi.”
The grandfather clocks throughout the mansion struck 12, the loud dongs echoing through the halls. “I wasn’t sure you were going to make it.”
You smiled into his shoulder at the teasing in his voice. “I always knew where you would be.” Stepping around his body, he pulled you into the circle of his arms so you were both watching the horizon as fireworks began to light up the sky above the sea. “There was only one place my Max could possibly be…at the top.”
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colie-nne · 1 year
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i-c-o-n-i-c part 1
pairing: lewis hamilton x fem!reader | instagram au
summary: what it feels like to be the most iconic yet controversial couple in the paddock.
warning: implied age gap, other than that none.
requested: yes | no - REQUESTS ARE OPEN
a/n: so uhm this is part one, planned to post the whole thing but it came to be too long so i'm separating this into two. Hope you like it!!
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Daily WAG updates Lewis Hamilton's new girlfriend, Y/n L/n, was seen entering the paddock for the Monaco Grand Prix qualifying sessions, three months after confirming their relationship. (photos are from Twitter and y/n's latest story: yourusername)
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user a lewis girl, it's been so long omy!!!🤍
user is it true that she's younger than him
user yes! people say she's only in her early twenties user i heard she was... user OH WHAT?
user another one using the drivers for fame 🤮🤮🤮
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lewishamilton Great race today, experienced a few mishaps but everything ended up good. Nice work coming from the team, who's always giving their best. Felt real support and love this weekend. Merci, Monaco 🇲🇨. (28/05/2023)
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yourusername always the greatest ❤️
lewishamilton 😘 user i can't believe she got lewis to use that emoji, so cute!!! user the support he's missing has arrived
user and he has posted her....
user wanna bet that he'll drop her in a few weeks? user you do know they've been together for almost a year before going public right?
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yourusername Thank you for the experience, Monaco. See you!
also, lewishamilton can i have your number? 🫣
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lewishamilton nope, sorry ❤️
georgerussell63 no, he's already with me yourusername oh ok❤️ user not george fighting for lewis 😂
user his smile !!! and that last pic, they're so cute
user don't you guys find it weird that she's closer to george and mick's age, yet she's dating him?
user she's an adult, she knows what she's doing. user yeah, she knows how to spend his money😒
mercedesamgf1 we can give you his number in exchange for those cookies you brought last time.
yourusername sure!! great, thank you!!😊 user i like how his team likes her with lewis
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Daily WAG updates Y/n L/n spotted shopping around Monte Carlo with Mercedes' Lewis Hamilton (02/06/2023)
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user and there goes his money
user her family is known in the business industry and that y/n herself is a businesswoman, i don't think she needs lewis' money tbh
user what a golddigger at such a young age
user Y/n's so pretty!! i see why lewis is with her
user yeah, she's also very sweet, cause I happen to be there when they were shopping and when I asked lewis for a picture she asked me if she could take it instead!! she also gave me that cookie his team was raving on about
user their age difference still bothers me... he's like 13 years older than her
user but they did say they met when she was 20 so nothing's wrong user i still think it's too big of an age gap
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lewishamilton Silver in Spain 💥💥 Great work from everyone as always. Congratulations on a good race to georgerussell63 as well. Felt the support and love this weekend as well. Thank you for the team and yourusername❤️ for being there !! Some post race and after party pics (04/06/2023)
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user the heart!!! the heart oooooo!! congrats to lewis and george!!
user the are the it couple!! very very iconic, always serving
yourusername i will always be there for you, my heart
lewishamilton as i to you user this is so sweet it's making me sick carlossainz55 now show love to my bucket hat
user the support and motivation y/n gives lewis is phenomenal, she should attend the races so we can see our man be p1 again
user why is she always with lewis?? all she does is pose around the paddock
user uhm because they're together? user they should really break up at this point. i also can't see lewis settling with someone much younger than him user are we really still talking about the age gap or you're just saying that to throw hate on y/n??
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Daily WAG updates After being inactive for weeks, Y/n has made her account private. Lewis has yet made a statement after the hate thread the two has been receiving. (28/06/2023)
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user i feel so sad for her, the fact that they had to hide their relationship for almost a year and the time they chose to public you've doubled up on the hate train. ya'll just jealous of her at this point.
user oh no!!! people be calling themselves fans of Lewis but will make his love ones go on private because of your delusional asses.
user FINALLY!!! Now, i just need the announcement that they broke up. it doesn't need to be today, tomorrow, or next week i just need it to happen.
user girl... are you sick? user no you guys are cause that girl was obviously using lewis and his money for her own gains user you guys literally bullied the poor girl into hiding.
user i wonder what lewis have to say after all this... i'm deeply sadden by the suddent course of this, nothing like i expected.
user so this is the reason she hasn;t been posting lately... hoping she'll come back when she's ready, i'll miss seeing her posts with lewis they're adorable.
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