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The Window Revelation 17:3 (NIV): “I saw a woman sitting on a scarlet beast that was covered with blasphemous names, and had seven heads and ten horns”. There was a very energetic feel in the air that day given everyone a feel as if energy was all around them. As if glistened all around with many people coming to an event at the university. A university that had many attendees of the past and presence in attendance with a couple speakers who had attended. But the more waited event was still to unfold later that day with the university of Chicago hosting a panel of experts. Experts from different fields of studies from religion to philosophy to the very world in which we live in. ...

The Window Revelation 17:3 (NIV): “I saw a woman sitting on a scarlet beast that was covered with blasphemous names, and had seven heads and ten horns”. There was a very energetic feel in the air that day given everyone a feel as if energy was all around them. As if glistened all around with many people coming to an event at the university. A university that had many attendees of the past and presence in attendance with a couple speakers who had attended. But the more waited event was still to unfold later that day with the university of Chicago hosting a panel of experts. Experts from different fields of studies from religion to philosophy to the very world in which we live in. ...

So, this is a setting that I have minorly been touching upon over the course of...a long time I guess. The main premise of the setting is that Humans aren't alone, basically, the general strategy of 'Human' evolved, it was successful, and other species ended up mimicking it, generally in a visual capacity (so everything that is a noteworthy species is human-like in the fact that they are humanoid). So, Humans, we exist and we are probably very paranoid and anxiety riddled. # Changelings Changelings, the oldest species in the setting besides Humans. So, admittedly, a bit of edge in this race. The concept started with 'can I make a race that is conceptually different th...

Hey, I just got a new chair I’m pretty excited about. I had a manual self propel but was lucky enough to buy a second hand one with power assisted wheels. However, my old chair had arms and this one doesn’t - is there any way of attaching a cup holder or something to store the remote in when I’m out and about? Also - what can I do to protect my sleeves/clothing from the dirt and rubbing that comes with pushing? Thank you 😁

The starter clothing isn't awful but not great. Surely not every clothing item is behind a paywall right? there is a whole clothing store for whyyy

# Part 1: The dulcet tones of southern rock roused me from sleep as I rubbed the night’s weariness from my eyes. Four a.m. had come again, way too soon for comfort. Knowing I couldn’t afford yet another sick day, I threw on my flannel and jeans, forced down a couple quick bowls of green heaven, and headed out to my baby. She was only a couple years old—the best off-road pickup truck I was still paying a solid chunk of my paycheck toward—but she was my pride and joy nonetheless. I sped down the interstate in the chilly fall dark, texting my boss that I’d be a wee bit late for the fourth time that week. Having the owner be your dad does wonders—as long as you don’t **** it up�...

(Hi all, quick preamble! I'm a long time fan of the show and a long time writer, but I've never done any horror before so I decided I'd give it a shot here. This is something I cooked up very quickly because I like the idea of where I'd want this to go in the future and I want to force myself to actually write it out. As a result, I'm unsure of how many mistakes are in here and I apologize for any you may find. One final note! This is a slow burn story! Sorry if that is not up your alley, it's just what I prefer to write. Thank you!) **SERENITY RIDGE - PART 1** My brother and I moved to Serenity Ridge, Vermont, just before he turned eighteen. It was to get aw...

https://preview.redd.it/xzas3djarlfg1.jpg?width=1275&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=524f327a2ca1eba24c7e385ef587b94d36f48ad0 Targeted roles : MLOps Engineer, ML Engineer, Data Scientist, Data Engineer, Data Analyst

The precinct was already alive when we walked in, the low roar of voices mixing with the buzz of fluorescent lights. Morning shift. Coffee cups in every hand. I headed straight for the lockers. Quiet and clean. Shirt tucked, vest settled, radio clipped just right. I kept my eyes forward, like routine itself was something that could keep me steady. I entered the locker room at the back of the station, and my nostrils filled with the smell of sweat. Same smell every morning. I went to my locker, entered my code, and just as I was about to open the door, Patrick came around the corner. Patrick, Officer Sullivan was the loudest one in the room. He always was, and everybody else was used to it by...

Hey everyone, I wanted to share a quick breakdown for those running fashion or clothing e-commerce stores who are tired of high return rates eating into their margins. I’m with **AuraWonder**. We are a **Shopify and e-commerce AI integration tool**. Think of us as a "confidence engine" for your product pages—similar to how reviews provide social proof, we provide visual proof of how your items fit the individual customer. We are help stores recover an average of **$35,625 per month** in lost revenue and are trusted by leading fashion brands to handle their customer visualization. Here is the brutal reality of selling fashion online: **70% of your visitors leave** simply bec...

I am relatively tall and slim and struggle to find clothing in Asia (for example a L tshirt from Uniqlo here is too short compared to the same one in Europe, and the XL might be fine length wise but too wide on the shoulders). I never buy clothes online because I need to try everything first. Are there any high quality clothing stores in SZ? I know everything is done on Taobao nowadays… even in Shanghai I couldn’t really find any stores.

# Part 3: As my body breached the dark, sleeping surface of the water, the first thing that struck me was the cold. Bone-chilling, brain-freezing temperatures encased me as I sank, bubbles of white, blue, and rainbow light glimmering around me. My cry was swallowed instantly by the all-encompassing void, the presumed tomb of my descent. Limbs flailed against the current that threatened to drag me under, the only break in the water’s cruel silence a loud splash following my futile resistance. Eyes squeezed shut, my small puffy jacket clinging to me like Velcro, I cursed my lack of a life jacket. A stinging cold rushed into my lungs as I drew the first shuddering breath of the strength-sap...

# Part 3: As my body breached the dark, sleeping surface of the water, the first thing that struck me was the cold. Bone-chilling, brain-freezing temperatures encased me as I sank, bubbles of white, blue, and rainbow light glimmering around me. My cry was swallowed instantly by the all-encompassing void, the presumed tomb of my descent. Limbs flailed against the current that threatened to drag me under, the only break in the water’s cruel silence a loud splash following my futile resistance. Eyes squeezed shut, my small puffy jacket clinging to me like Velcro, I cursed my lack of a life jacket. A stinging cold rushed into my lungs as I drew the first shuddering breath of the strength-sap...

# Part 3: As my body breached the dark, sleeping surface of the water, the first thing that struck me was the cold. Bone-chilling, brain-freezing temperatures encased me as I sank, bubbles of white, blue, and rainbow light glimmering around me. My cry was swallowed instantly by the all-encompassing void, the presumed tomb of my descent. Limbs flailed against the current that threatened to drag me under, the only break in the water’s cruel silence a loud splash following my futile resistance. Eyes squeezed shut, my small puffy jacket clinging to me like Velcro, I cursed my lack of a life jacket. A stinging cold rushed into my lungs as I drew the first shuddering breath of the strength-sap...

# PART 2: I was almost eight and a half the year my brother was born. I remember the rush to the hospital—how I’d been stuck at school while my mother went into labor. Grandpa barely spoke a word as we ignored every traffic law that stood between us and the emergency room, arriving just in time to wait. For hours, the flickering fluorescent lights were the only thing my brain could focus on as I read. Reading had always been an escape, even when it was assigned. Words brought fairytales to life behind my eyes—fantastical creatures, unexplored recesses of imagination. Anything even vaguely dragon-related shot straight to the top of my priorities. I’d just finished a chapter when s...

# Part 1: The dulcet tones of southern rock roused me from sleep as I rubbed the night’s weariness from my eyes. Four a.m. had come again, way too soon for comfort. Knowing I couldn’t afford yet another sick day, I threw on my flannel and jeans, forced down a couple quick bowls of green heaven, and headed out to my baby. She was only a couple years old—the best off-road pickup truck I was still paying a solid chunk of my paycheck toward—but she was my pride and joy nonetheless. I sped down the interstate in the chilly fall dark, texting my boss that I’d be a wee bit late for the fourth time that week. Having the owner be your dad does wonders—as long as you don’t **** it up�...

Finally getting resolution on this one through Reverb so I am posting to share the knowledge with this group. Seller attempted to pass off a damaged acoustic 12-string (Ibanez EW2012ASE). This guitar appears to have been stored for some time in a humid environment. The strings were very corroded and there is a rather interesting compression or buckle around the sound hole. The action at the 12th fret was over 3.5mm as a result of the strings pulling the nut towards the bridge when in humidity. My luthier took a look at it and indicated it would cost 2x to 3x what I paid (\~$400) to fix it. It was unplayable above the 9th fret as action increased and intonation dropped off. Really a shame...

# PART 2: I was almost eight and a half the year my brother was born. I remember the rush to the hospital—how I’d been stuck at school while my mother went into labor. Grandpa barely spoke a word as we ignored every traffic law that stood between us and the emergency room, arriving just in time to wait. For hours, the flickering fluorescent lights were the only thing my brain could focus on as I read. Reading had always been an escape, even when it was assigned. Words brought fairytales to life behind my eyes—fantastical creatures, unexplored recesses of imagination. Anything even vaguely dragon-related shot straight to the top of my priorities. I’d just finished a chapter when s...

# PART 2: I was almost eight and a half the year my brother was born. I remember the rush to the hospital—how I’d been stuck at school while my mother went into labor. Grandpa barely spoke a word as we ignored every traffic law that stood between us and the emergency room, arriving just in time to wait. For hours, the flickering fluorescent lights were the only thing my brain could focus on as I read. Reading had always been an escape, even when it was assigned. Words brought fairytales to life behind my eyes—fantastical creatures, unexplored recesses of imagination. Anything even vaguely dragon-related shot straight to the top of my priorities. I’d just finished a chapter when s...

A 14-year-old girl was found to be living alone in unimaginable conditions for nearly a year. Dollar General assistant manager Jessica Smitherman says she’s seen the girl at the store a few times. ‎ ‎“I’ve seen her in the store months and months ago, but she was with a little boy, and they would do some grocery shopping. I’ve never seen any parent with them,” said Jessica Smitherman. ‎ ‎Smitherman saw the girl at the store again on Sunday January 4th, but this time things were different. ‎ ‎“She had looked like she hadn’t had a bath in months, she had dog hair all over her clothes she smelled very bad. She was staggering,” added Smitherman. “I could defini...