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On the other side
I’ll see you again
On the other side
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This is the end
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Da schreibt man einen Roman, erfindet eine Geologin namens Maja, schickt sie nach Island und plötzlich beschleicht mich ein Verdacht:
Bin ich dieser Frau 1993 womöglich schon begegnet?
Ich habe jedenfalls meine alten Islandfotos genauer angeschaut.
Was soll ich sagen? Die Beweislage ist dünn. Aber sehr verdächtig. 🧐Jetzt ermitteln wir also schon gegen die eigenen Romanfiguren. So weit ist es gekommen:
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Whispers of Silk and Shadow
👉My Telegram: https://t.me/+EqwyY0hh0QpjODli
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https://www.edctips.com/608847/chevy-silverado-gets-v8-power-boost-high-tech-overhaul-for-2027/ Chevy Silverado gets V8 power boost, high-tech overhaul for 2027 #Chevrolet #ChevroletSilverado #Chevy #ChevySilverado #Silverado
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'Incredible' £13 body cream 'completely blew me away' with scent that 'lasts all day'
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https://www.europesays.com/si/274337/ Izraelske sile v Hebronu na Zahodnem bregu razselile več kot 2000 ljudi #Hebron #IzraelskaVojska #RazseljevanjeDružin #Slovene #Slovenščina #Svet #VojaškaOperacija #World #ZahodniBreg
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https://www.wacoca.com/pets/543128/ 【Peony】SNSで話題の新作アイパレット「Silk Kitten Veil Eye Palette」が10/2(金)20:00発売！東京POPUP開催が決定 #cat #kitten #neko #猫
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Snapseed Prepares Dedicated Long Exposure Modes for Its In-App Camera
Google is testing preset capture modes such as Light trails, Silky water, and Night with exposure times up to 6 seconds.
✅ Details - https://www.androidauthority.com/snapseed-camera-long-exposure-controls-apk-teardown-3727836
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No myths here. Just men with power, pride, and fear making history in real time.
#books #bookreview #WorldHistory #Nonfiction
https://thisgrandpablogs.com/cuban-missile-crisis/ -
Hastings gives equal weight to American, Soviet, and Cuban voices. Few books on this crisis do that.
#books #bookreview #JFK #NikitaKhrushchev
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@DavidPenington
Wow, what a story. Perfectly example of **Legal Repression** and *Class Warfare/Lawfare*. Access to Legal representation is a **human right** and ought to be a service (free when unaffordable) for the *public good*. Let the rich pay *Silks* all they like, but the rest of society **must** be provided with legal council to match if the Law has any social and democratic meaning at all#Lawfare #EqualBeforeLaw #AusPol #LawReform #Democracy #HumanRights #AccessToLegalRepresentation
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Novo Pôster da Série BLADE RUNNER 2099
O Prime Video divulgou um novo pôster (na imagem em destaque) de Blade Runner 2099, série da Amazon MGM Studios que dará continuidade à franquia iniciada pelo clássico Blade Runner em 1982. A série limitada, que será lançada dia 25 de novembro no streaming Prime Video, terá no elenco, além de Michelle Yeoh e Hunter Schaffer como as protagonistas Olwen e Cora, Lewis Gribben, Katelyn Rose Downey, Daniel Rigby e Dimitri Abold. Ridley Scott, diretor do longa original, é um dos produtores executivos juntamente com Michael Green, que co-escreveu a continuação de 2017 Blade Runner 2049, de Denis Villeneuve. Silka Luisa é a showrunner e principal roteirista, enquanto Jonathan van Tulleken dirige os dois primeiros episódios.
#AlconEntertainment #AmazonPrimeVideo #BladeRunner2099 #DanielRigby #DimitriAbold #HunterSchafer #JonathanVanTulleken #KatelynRoseDowney #LewisGribben #MichaelGreen #MichelleYeoh #RidleyScott #Séries #SciFiNews #ScottFree #SilkaLuisa -
🧶 4/4 # rockforcoffee
Není to snaha měnit pravidla žánru. Síla desky spočívá v tom, že U.D.O. vědí, co jim jde nejlépe. Pevné riffy, zapamatovatelné refrény, metalová přímočarost a zpěv, který si nespleteš s nikým jiným…
Album 💿 “Holy” se dočkalo příznivého hodnocení v metalových médiích. Časopis Rock Hard mu udělil 8️⃣ z 🔟 bodů a Collector’s Guide to Heavy Metal hodnotil album známkou 9️⃣ z 🔟…
A ještě jedna pecka nakonec 🔥
🎤🎶Cut Me Out🎶🎸
https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=A2zVQ3tlwlE&si=cXieXUuhwtKGq_Cv
//Závěrečná skladba uzavírá album v duchu poctivého, kytarového heavy metalu. Název „Vyřízni mě“ působí vzdorovitě a k Udovu projevu se hodí. Deska končí bez velkého experimentování, přesně v rámci svého tradičního metalového světa//."Holy" je podle mě poctivá deska pro fanoušky klasického heavy metalu, kteří chtějí silné riffy, melodické refrény a nezaměnitelný Udův hlas. Není to revoluce v žánru, ale sebevědomá nahrávka kapely, která přesně ví, jak má znít. A kdo má rád klasické Accept, je to rozhodně album, které stojí za pozornost. 🤘🎸💙
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Second Death
Hi everyone! I hope you’re all well. Today, I thought I’d share a little horror short that I wrote a while ago and couldn’t decide what to do with. I hope you enjoy it!
Second Death
He felt the spark of consciousness fill his mind. He was aware now.
He tried to move but found that nothing worked; even the muscles that lifted his eyelids failed him. In fact, every muscle in his body was frozen. He was paralysed, though by what or how, he could not say.
His mind was sluggish and foggy, his memory having all but failed entirely, depriving him of the knowledge of who or where he was, but leaving everything else. The only reasoning for his current situation that he could come up with was that he had been in some sort of terrible accident, perhaps having been run over by a horse and buggy, and was now lying on some bed in the London hospital, a poultice wrapped around his head. The streets were a mess with horses and buggies these days. He knew that, at least.
The fact that his mind had woken before the rest of his body did not frighten him. He knew this sort of thing happened every day in London; people being brought to the hospital in all manner of conscious states, and since he felt no pain, he was certain that somebody was taking very good care of him indeed.
As he lay there, waiting for his body to catch up with his brain, some vestigial ember, a flicker of activity deep inside his mind, sparked, sending images rushing to the fore. A jumble of faces accosted him as his memory began to slowly filter through the abstract dam that had thus far held it back; women in long grey dresses with white aprons and white caps, and men, some old and bearded, some young and clean-shaven, but all wearing dark clothes. Somehow, he knew they were doctors and nurses.
However, since waking up, he had heard no doctors or nurses—nor anybody else for that matter—coming to check on him. Had he been forgotten? Had they left him alone, thinking that he might never wake? His heart began to quicken at the thought that he might actually be stuck like this forever, that he might be trapped inside the confines of his own mind, his own mental walls slowly closing in on him. Surely, he would begin to disappear into insanity.
The thought of being left in his current state until his body died of starvation and dehydration filled him with anxiety. He had to wake up. He had to force his mind and body to work in unison once more. He had to move, somehow; his very survival depended on it.
Forcing his mind to work harder, he saw flashes of whitewashed walls and long, narrow corridors, and at first, he thought perhaps he might have been conscious upon his arrival at the hospital.
As sensation began to return little by little to his muscles, it occurred to him rather suddenly that there was a lack of sound. For a brief moment, he considered the fact that he may have gone deaf; he had known it to happen with head injuries, although he didn’t know how he knew, but the sound of his own breath leaving his lungs quelled the fear instantly.
He was further relieved when he began to wiggle his toes, and further still when his fingers began to twitch. With each passing moment and every twitching phalanx, he felt the fear of his being trapped inside of himself ebbing away.
Straining, he tried to open his eyes. He felt his lids fluttering, but everything remained dark. As he tensed and released each muscle in his legs and arms, still unable to fully move them yet, he willed his eyelids to cooperate—but darkness remained absolute. He tried again, and again, panic surging as he considered that he may have gone blind; he knew this, too, could sometimes happen with head injuries and again, how he knew this eluded him.
As his heart quickly became a bass drum inside his ribcage, threatening to burst out at any moment, adrenaline surged through his body, and he felt his spine twitch—he willed his body to sit up, but the most he could manage was a slight raising of his head. He tried to gather himself, taking a deep breath, and then tried again, straining against himself as he attempted to fully reconnect his mind with his body. Drawing on every ounce of strength he could muster, he tried again, straining, straining, straining and… yes… yes… and…
He jerked upward and—SLAM! His forehead collided painfully with something solid. The impact caused a spark, and in an instant, everything came rushing back. He was Eliot Smith, a doctor at The London Hospital. The adrenaline had acted like coal being shovelled into a waiting empty furnace; his whole body was mobile now; he could move his arms, his hands. He reached up, frantically exploring the area around him.
As he felt the silk lining, the unyielding wood. The truth slammed into him with cold brutality—he had been buried alive.
Terror consumed him. He screamed and clawed desperately, tearing at the lining and wood until his fingers bled. He pounded, kicked, and screamed until he felt his heart burst painfully in his chest. And with one final gasp of horror, he fell silent again—this time, forever.
The End.
Thanks for reading, if you did. I appreciate your time, and I hope you enjoyed it!
As ever, thanks for stopping by!
Until next time,
George
© 2026 GLT
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This article is a partnership between ProPublica and The New York Times Magazine.
This story is exempt from our Creative Commons license until Nov. 25.
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Phones with Sailfish OS are a good match with Nextcloud. Yesterday we got a first test build of fiat penus, a native Pantry app. Pantry is a household management app. It lets families and shared living groups collaborate on daily tasks, shopping and notes.
https://forum.sailfishos.org/t/fiat-a-new-series-of-small-apps/32739/75?u=frankps
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It has been a weekend with lots of hockey. Saturday my oldest son played in a tournament and Sunday we saw the local derby Hasle-Løren against Furuset. We won 6-5 on sudden death!
Photo of our home arena is taken with RAWfish on Jolla Phone 2026
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RE: https://social.lol/@jplexer/117502571323946206
OMG @jplexer, what have you done?
Sailfish OS on a Google Pixel 9 Pro Fold!!!
This is so cool!
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I was wondering when Laura Malvoyante would be getting her new Jolla Phone 2026. Apparently she now has had it for a week and she has published a video on her YouTube channel with her first impressions. And what a video it is! She has been daily driving the Jolla C2 phone and now switched to the Jolla J2.
I'm pretty sure she will follow this video up with one or two more videos, so I recommend subscribing to her channel.