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[W]hen did the title Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? occur to you?
Albee
There was a saloon - it’s changed its name now - on Tenth Street, between Greenwich Avenue and Waverly Place, that was called something at one time, now called something else, and they had a big mirror on the…
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Angelina Jolie had a double mastectomy, in case you hadn’t heard. How dare she remove those ticking time bombs from her chest, amiright? Like, hasn’t she learned by now that her body is public domain and we all get to vote on what she does with it? Sheesh, how selfish can ya get.
Literally perfect.
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Details of a Mughal Dagger
- Unknown Artist / Maker
- Dated: 1562
- Culture: Delhi, India
- Medium: steel, rock crystal, gold, rubies, emeralds, diamonds
- Measurements: Length: 39 cm; weight: 0.31 kg, without scabbard
The hilt of this magnificent Mughal dagger is fashioned from rock crystal inlaid with gold and set with rubies, emeralds and diamonds. The name “Claud Martin” is lightly inscribed in tiny letters on one panel of the stone, half-way up the grip.
Claude Martin was a Frenchman who fought against the British in India, but changed sides following the siege and fall of Pondicherry in 1790-1. He joined the army of the British East India Company as an Ensign.
He worked his way up through the ranks to become Major General in charge of the Lucknow Arsenal. He is recorded as having been an enthusiastic collector of princely Mughal Indian arms and armour, so this dagger was presumably once his.
Source & Copyright: The Wallace Collection
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Oh to fall in love again
I find myself once again after months of pleasant singledom asking myself if I feel lonely once more.
On the one hand I have loved my liberation, however I am passed the point in life where I feel the need for anonymity and short-lived trysts and begin once again to desire more than love that friendship provides. On the other hand I find myself craving the simple honesty and affection that a relationship would provide, however to date I have yet to meet anyone as difficult as I to have as a partner.
This is where my dilemma truly comes to light, while yes I believe that I am deserving and open to love, I know for a fact that I’ve no patience for it. Relationships in a nutshell – do not work well for me.
I want too much, but also too little. I require understanding that borders on the telepathic and I ask for solitude and silence that can often last for days. On the other hand I want merely quiet comfortable company with open easy affection and really little else. Thus I leave any potential partners in something of a quandary, how indeed can they possibly entertain me when I give them so little to work with.
I also now, having found that the love I thought to be “The One” to be a bit of a dead end, have developed a frightening cynicism that I fear may perhaps lead to leaving any person in amorous pursuit of me floundering for any kind of retaliation to my often cheerful albeit black-hearted approach to all matters romantic.
To enter the world of love again? Or to simply content myself with this?
I feel perhaps my most likely option will be to live my life and see what crosses my path and fits.
Long Term Exposure of Mating Gold Fireflies
Japanese photographer Yuki Karo goes to various places around Maniwa and Okayama Prefectures in Japan and uses long exposure to capture some stunning shots of mating gold fireflies.
Brilliant!
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oOoButa-kuNoOo as Mulan
Photos taken by Pugoffka-sama and K-Moto
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in 7th grade we had this german teacher who immigrated to america from Germany about 23 years ago and one guy in my class thought it would be funny to ask him “Hey, because you’re german does that make you a Nazi?” and in a very thick german accent he replies “Hey, because you’re a white american boy, does that make you a slaveholder?” and the kid never tried to be funny in that class again
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