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yesterdaysprint · 8 months
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The Waverly Gazette, Kansas, May 26, 1911
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pendleton-manor · 5 months
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"Long ago, she was once quite beautiful..."
Lady Boyle//Granny Rags swap
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libraryofva · 26 days
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Recent Acquisition - Ephemera Collection
Le-Wood Custom Homs. For Sale by Le-Wood Homes of Waverly, U.S. Route 460 E., Waverly, Virginia.
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keepingitneutral · 1 year
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Light Path, Waverly, Pennsylvania, USA,
Bohlin Cywinski Jackson
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trainmaniac · 9 months
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158740 @ Inshes by Alexander Via Flickr: 1B26 Inverness to Edinburgh Waverley. Class 158 Express in Scotrail Saltire livery heads south on the HML. Seen here passing the UHI Campus building between Inverness and Smithton.
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pedroam-bang · 2 years
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The Man From U.N.C.L.E. (2015)
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scrapnick · 1 year
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Sharing a meal 🥘🥰
Full body sketch commission for @ladycavalier of Waverly and Wilson from Don’t Starve
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hershelchocolateart · 4 months
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YCH Bases - 1/3!
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I've made some YCH bases as an added option to my commissions! Now you can get something silly and simple for way cheaper than it would be if you requested a commission normally!
There are TWO more base sheets coming in the future as well!
If you would like to order one of these, my request form is HERE!
Here are some examples of finished bases! You can request minor changes to the base if you'd like - Details are on my request form!
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michaelwriston · 7 months
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Waverly. Baltimore, MD. 2023.
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waverlyxbroder · 6 days
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Waverly for the deb ball
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Hey, y'all! My partner is raising funds for Cookie, who is a very good dog and likely ate part of a toy that is now creating an internal blockage. She's the friendliest Chihuahua I've ever met and a little bit of a local celebrity here in Waverly!
Please consider donating if you're able, it would mean a lot!
Here's the donation link:
https://gofund.me/e260b313
And here are some pictures of Cookie being very Cookie:
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Thank you!!
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The Turing test.
Waverly was mad at the world.
Why? 'Cause she was going to end up alone. It was the only outcome that she could actually see happening.
'Cause she faked every interaction she had outside of her immediate family. She went to classes and ran into people she knew, and waved, 'cause that's what you're supposed to do, and if they started a conversation, she smiled and her voice rose a couple' notes and she answered the pre-recorded, correct answers, provided information when they asked for it, smiled and nodded and pretended to listen when they talked when really she wasn't even there. She fell into the part without even realizing it, just started acting. Acting and dissociating. Sometimes, she played it a little more "real", a little closer to the truth, but really she was just playing a slightly different part, the part of the shy, awkward girl. Because people find shy, awkward girls cute, then leave them alone. She went on Tinder and swiped on people based on looks and a few basic criteria and occasionally remarked on how her mother would think this was shallow. It's OK, depth will come later, right? She waited for them to message her first. She Googled "what to respond to [their message]", or copied and pasted it into ChatGPT. She agreed to meet them for coffee and fell into the part once more. The fake smile. The slightly higher voice. She'd noticed her head tilts slightly to the left when she fakes a laugh. You're so funny. Oh, that's so interesting. It was nice meeting you. We should totally do this again.
They do it again. She fakes it again. She pretends that she likes spending time with him, maybe even convinces herself that she does. It takes about a month, maybe two, before she realizes that she thinks of his name and no feeling comes to mind. She wears his hoodie to the homecoming street party because that's what she's supposed to do. It looks so big on her, isn't that adorable? She holds his hand, they share a drink, she plays the part.
Tell me, what do you feel when I let you kiss me? When I let you touch me? If I gently run my fingertips along your skin and breathe your name while your lips graze my neck, will you believe that I am into this too? Is this what I'm supposed to do?
Sometimes she tried to romanticize it, pretend that she was some kind of badass Femme Fatale and this was all part of her ingenious plan, but she wasn't sexy or seductive, and the best she could get them to believe was that she was normal.
In movies on TV and in books, people have so many feelings. The more Waverly read, the more she came to believe that she had three. She could feel angry, she could feel down, and she could feel energized. She supposed stressed, too, if that counted as an emotion. If she was lucky, she might feel two at the same time. But all those colourful little subtleties, she seemed to be missing. Affection was something she'd heard of, but couldn't remember the last time she'd felt. Grief made sense on paper, but she couldn't give you one personal example. And horror, revulsion, heartbreak, anguish, passion, enchantment, love -- she didn't know if she even had the capacity to understand the concepts. She felt as though she saw the world in greyscale, while everyone around her spoke of a near-infinite spectrum of bright jewel tones and deep, mixed and layered and contrasting hues.
The issue, the more she thought about it, wasn't actually that she couldn't feel emotions. No, that didn't sound right. Upon further consideration, she came to the conclusion that she just couldn't feel them for other people. No one could make her care. She would end up alone because no relationship she built ever had the potential to be real. If she tried very, very hard, she could make you like her, and you would project your humanity onto her and convince yourself that your feelings were returned.
As she sipped her tea in the living room of the apartment she shared with roommates she barely spoke to, she pondered her recent discovery that AI detectors would often flag her writing as AI generated. She tested it once on a section of a report she wrote for school because she was curious. Wasn't that interesting? Apparently, she was indistinguishable from a robot.
She wondered if she would pass the Turing test.
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istandonsnowpiles · 1 year
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Greenmount Loan and Jewelry Co.
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banemmanan · 1 year
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I am obsessed with Mark and Waverly's relationship.
Like, would Anybody else just sit on Mr. Waverly's desk right in front of him like that? More importantly: would Waverly let them?
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And in another episode when Waverly is trying to have a one-on-one talk with Mark and Mark just up and leaves halfway through the conversation. Like, bye, old man, I've heard what i need to here.
And the other episode where Waverly is absolutely livid that Mark isn't being experimented on by a new Thrush device to see what it did (it turned out to be a death ray btw).
The fact that Mr. Waverly outright says that Mark reminds him of himself at that age is so telling about all this, ngl.
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mysterei · 4 months
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pedroam-bang · 1 year
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The Man From U.N.C.L.E. (2015)
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