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I feel that Lord Peter and Sir Percy would get on well.
Also Sam Vimes and Richard Hannay
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cosmiic-diamond · 6 months
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They keep arguing while they are synchronizing their attacks
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Carmen Sandiego but she graduated.
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elitesheepi · 26 days
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I know it's not feasible in the slightest given the timeline from Southern Raiders to the day of the comet, but I love the idea Katara and Zuko secretly dating during that pocket of time. They don't even have to be really dating, just in that moment of flirting and closer/more comfortable with each other than they thought they'd be.
Katara actually relaxing when she's with Zuko and often resting her head on his shoulder late in the night when the moon is full. Zuko on more than one occasion finding himself at her side as she mills around. Maybe even Zuko actually trying to find something from his childhood that actually survived since Katara had such an interest in it. ("Lookit baby Zuko, isn't he cute?")
They don't put a label on it, they don't really know how to yet, but they just know they like being around each other. Preferably, alone and for a moment they can act like normal teenagers and not warriors facing the biggest fight of their lives.
Something something ember island clean slate and changes you something something
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elbiotipo · 8 months
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My grandpa was one of the last to work for La Forestal. They came to the Argentine Chaco to extract tannin from the quebracho tree. He tells me that every time a huge quebracho was cut down, it fell on the new little trees, not giving the forest time to grow back. A job from sun to sun, on lands stolen from the native peoples of the Chaco, who, along with criollos and immigrants, were also forced into gangs to cut down trees so hard that broke down axes, with trunks meters in diameter, to be pulverized in sweatshop factories and sent as tanin podwer to European industries. La Forestal did not pay you in pesos; you had a coin (my grandpa still has his, it says "Obrero N° 14"), which you presented at the company store, and they gave you whatever (food, booze) they cared to give you, or what they said they had; after all, as my grandfather says, if you didn't know how to read or write, how would you know you were getting less than they said?
And if you went on strike? And if you formed a union? And if you wanted to resist, like the indigenous peoples did? Some boys with a blood-red cap, the Cardenales, criminals taken from prison, would come and kill you, in broad daylight if you were striking, in the middle of the forest if you were alone. Many books tell about hacheros yelling one last long sapucai before killing themselves, because they couldn't stand it anymore.
Who were the owners of this terrible company? English. In the La Forestal HQ in the north of Santa Fe, a beautiful mansion (I understand that it is now a ruin) while the workers lived in mud huts with roofs of palm leaves, every day, the Union Jack was hoisted over Argentine soil, and of course, at five o'clock it was tea time, while all the tannin, loaded on barges and on railways worked by Argentines but owned by the British, went to Europe, and the wealth, of course, to London.
My grandfather lived through the last of this. Perón already came by that time, with worker's rights, unions, rural schools and clinics, the nationalization of railways... Nevertheless, he still had to hunt to eat and work from a young age at the machines of the company, as the company was leaving the country and couldn't even bother to pay a pittance to its workers. It eventually closed most of its operations and came into Argentine hands. But don't think it was because the English had a change of heart. They just found a better source of tannin, the acacias in their African colonies. God knows what crimes they committed there, if this is what they did in the territory of a 'sovereign' country.
And this is the side of the story I know. I cannot yet speak for all the territories the British owned in the Patagonia, some of which are still owned by English millionaries today. Don't come to tell me that the poor innocent English had nothing to do with the genocide that was done to the indigenous peoples in this country.
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pangeen · 10 months
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“ Fresh grass for lunch “ // Steffen Fossbakk
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mydarlingdearestdead · 3 months
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She's reading Little Red Riding Hood and The Big Bad Wolf
Carmen Sandiego, la femme rouge, the lady in red, the crimson shadow, daughter of Dexter Wolfe, The Wolf
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eopederson · 4 months
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Sheep and penguins, East Falkland Island, Islas Malvinas, 2022.
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vintagewildlife · 27 days
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Sheep grazing in the Caribbean By: Bill Atkinson From: The Fascinating Secrets of Oceans & Islands 1972
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scotianostra · 8 months
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Traffic calming measures on Harris.
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cosmiic-diamond · 6 months
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Trying to impress his wife 😎
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northernpintail · 10 months
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Got something on your face, bud
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oodelally3 · 4 months
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A gift exchange fic for @lucas-koh
Jude gets a shock when she moves to another country. Sheep and shenanigans ensue!
Read on AO3.
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gamebunny-advance · 29 days
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Random Question Time
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pangeen · 1 year
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“ Lunch with a view “ // Steffen Fossbakk
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midnight-love-song · 1 month
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Average sheep behaviour
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