J CREW Locations

I know it isn't a fair comparison since this was pre-time skip Eunhyuk and current Dohwa, but still I wonder if this was an intentional parallel by the author or not 🤷‍♀️ ( *I personally believe it is, now that we are looking at easter eggs and everything...but idk :") might as well be a red herring just to mislead who knows)* \[If someone can't read the slides I made or just to elaborate on my thoughts: \] Eunhyuk: Wants Suae to focus more on him than the movie, so doesn't put in the same effort to pick the movie that he does when picking his outfit. Dohwa: Wants Suae to actually have a good watch and puts in more effort to choose something she will find ...

Built a WhatsApp Emacs client. Early builds available [https://xenodium.com/whatsapp-from-you-know-where](https://xenodium.com/whatsapp-from-you-know-where) While Emacs may not be everyone's cup of tea, also upstreamed changes to wuzapi to offer json-rpc, which can be used to build all sorts of clients over stdio.

My emotional support posse. I work overnight at a treatment facility, and bring this crew with me every night (the posse continues to grow, though I do have some I leave at home 😂), and just welcomed Hope to the secret club today. My patients love them and they actually have helped when some of them are agitated or can’t sleep. Tonight’s topic was “why are those two *****?” 😂 I love my Loyalty and Hope’s extra fluff, and I can’t bring myself to cover their chonk with clothes 😏

My girlfriend told me about this sweet cruise job. Finding work was a pain in the ***, but you don’t need me to tell you that. Kayla, the woman of my dreams, who never gave up on me, told me about openings for various cruise jobs. Maybe that doesn’t sound great to you, but I’ve wanted to have an ocean adventure since I was old enough to watch Pirates of the Caribbean, and was heartbroken when I learned the navy wasn’t all tricorns, galleons, brass cannons and swashbuckling with pirates. After years of grinding ****** jobs, and dispelling any illusions of dreams or aspirations, my inner child clawed to the surface. Rockwater Cruises had applications out in February. They had a list...

My girlfriend told me about this sweet cruise job. Finding work was a pain in the ***, but you don’t need me to tell you that. Kayla, the woman of my dreams, who never gave up on me, told me about openings for various cruise jobs. Maybe that doesn’t sound great to you, but I’ve wanted to have an ocean adventure since I was old enough to watch Pirates of the Caribbean, and was heartbroken when I learned the navy wasn’t all tricorns, galleons, brass cannons and swashbuckling with pirates. After years of grinding ****** jobs, and dispelling any illusions of dreams or aspirations, my inner child clawed to the surface. Rockwater Cruises had applications out in February. They had a list...

I really just don't like wearing jeans anymore, or long pants in general. But....I recently purchased some new Tech pants from J crew and love them. They are the thin material breathable type of fabric. Does anyone have any other suggestions for similar type of pants, but a little more informal than the slacks I got from J crew? I am looking for something more casual in style, like something incar wear instead of jeans when I go to a dive bar, or concert with friends. Thanks

**** question but for the holiday crew party do we have to wear our uniform or can we go in our regular clothes?

https://preview.redd.it/mqddbkbkyc3g1.jpg?width=1200&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=11631052753924b3036d726ef8d39a635d726566 https://preview.redd.it/5duh73jnvc3g1.jpg?width=810&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=52fa6d3adb2711ed56f8ad9b20bbe5129cb1203a # Marshall Applewhite ve Bonnie Nettles'ın Hikayesi Bir Presbiteryen bakanın oğlu ve eski bir asker olan **Marshall Applewhite**, İncil kehanetine girişini 1970'lerin başında yaptı. Mart 1972'de, Teozofi ve İncil kehaneti ile ilgilenen, 44 yaşında, evli bir hemşire olan **Bonnie Nettles** ile tanıştı. Tanışmalarının koşulları belirsizdir. Applewhite'ın yazıtlarına ...

(My English is not sooo good sooo pls try to understand what I'm saying) So i posted my paranormal experience in a post on paranormal, but nobody interacted on it, so im posting what I posted on here Soo.. I have been having a lot of paranormal experience I used to see shadows and shi-, but it's been getting worse since September So basically, one random night on idk which day My hands were full with washed clothes, and I was gonna put it in my bed, and my room was dark but not too dark to not see anything (My room is colder than other rooms in the house) And the door of my room was half open. Mind u it was dark but not too dark to not see anything and right when I was i...

What are the glasses and shirt that he's wearing because the shirt is a crew neck so it hides the 2nd piece of clothing

When our relatives and loved ones die, most assume they either go to heaven or cease to exist if they’re an atheist but unfortunately both of these answers are false as instead of heavenly rest or nothingness, these people are forcefully processed into the tunnel of light at death either against their will or through coercion/deception using holographic images of deities, saints, other loved ones, beautiful landscapes and other comforting images to lure them in to be processed and mind wiped to be put in another body for loosh harvesting. With this in mind, it becomes outright disturbing and even disgusting when you look at how these beings use dead family or close friends as the equival...

When our relatives and loved ones die, most assume they either go to heaven or cease to exist if they’re an atheist but unfortunately both of these answers are false as instead of heavenly rest or nothingness, these people are forcefully processed into the tunnel of light at death either against their will or through coercion/deception using holographic images of deities, saints, other loved ones, beautiful landscapes and other comforting images to lure them in to be processed and mind wiped to be put in another body for loosh harvesting. With this in mind, it becomes outright disturbing and even disgusting when you look at how these beings use dead family or close friends as the equival...

When our relatives and loved ones die, most assume they either go to heaven or cease to exist if they’re an atheist but unfortunately both of these answers are false as instead of heavenly rest or nothingness, these people are forcefully processed into the tunnel of light at death either against their will or through coercion/deception using holographic images of deities, saints, other loved ones, beautiful landscapes and other comforting images to lure them in to be processed and mind wiped to be put in another body for loosh harvesting. With this in mind, it becomes outright disturbing and even disgusting when you look at how these beings use dead family or close friends as the equival...

[Streets & Sorcery](https://preview.redd.it/yx4oq2n9mc3g1.png?width=1536&format=png&auto=webp&s=d6dacc87a7e860a3fe7d5c5320052c7609095d53) # **Vampires. Lycans. Witches. Fae. Dragonkin. Orcs. Goblins. Mortals.** **Pick your side. Hide your nature. Survive the night.** When magic surged back into the world, the first to change were the keepers of old rites—the Ancestors—sources of power who could pass their spark on. Fifteen years ago, the veil ripped open in the *Midnight War*. The sky bled for a week. The government retaliated. What’s left behind is **Midnight City**: a neon-lit sprawl rebuilt over ruins and ruled by the uneasy **Accord**, a treat...

i scanned all of my tax refund receipts throughout my stay at the kiosks around seoul. i thought this would speed up the process in the airport. but when i went to the customs office near zone E & J, the staff told me to scan my receipts at the kiosk. i told her i already scanned them, and she told me i have to scan them again and if nothing comes up i don't have to do anything. so i scanned them again, nothing came up and it just told me to go to gate 28. i go to gate 28 and i assumed i go to the tax refund area - waited in line and the person at the booth looked confused so i told her what happened (and that i selected the card option for the refund). she told me to go to th...

I'm so sick of good knock out, humiliation moments getting ruined by atrocious camera work. They cut away literally right as AJ is going limp, then she literally lays there selling being out for who knows how long, because at least 10–15 seconds goes by from when she's going limp and Becky is in the ring, and you, as I checked, can see AJ still selling limp, being out cold on the outside, and they literally the entire time don't show a single shot of AJ once she's attacked by Becky, out when they are the stars of the match? When nothing significant is even happening in ring actions over, they are just standing there. Not one shot to AJ laid out? I'm only into s...

The lights of the corridor shined like stars, the fierce shouts, clicks, and roars of the prisoners could be heard in the background. His body feels lighter, like floating over the steel plating. Yet his body was stiff as something was holding him tight. A pressure from both shoulders and he had no control to where he’s going. After multiple twists and turns and a long elevator ride, he landed on something hard. In front of him, a desk and a chair in a white grayish room. With the mysterious pressure gone, he could barely feel the movement of his arms, the fog in his mind started to vanish as the motion blur gradually stopped and reality started to make sense. He was handcuffed, butt on th...

Five years, one hundred and seventy-five days. That's how long our family of three had been stranded on this island. I was racing against time, using every survival trick I'd learned from Bear Grylls, desperately searching for wild mint to treat my husband's fever. He was burning up back at camp, and our son was watching over him, terrified. Faster. Faster. Time is life! Thorns tore through my arms. Sharp rocks pierced my feet. I couldn't stop. Finally, I pushed through the last tangle of brush and spotted it—wild mint! I dropped to my knees, frantically gathering the leaves. BANG! Confetti cannons? I looked up, confused. Not far away, on the shore, stood a c...

# Terminal [PART 1] **i: Out of Void, Out of Chaos** THE MOON HAD BLED THAT NIGHT; down the stone stairwells in silky luminosity; over the obnoxious colored lettering littering the floor, over the cracks and creased pages from papers of news and fiction. By the time the star light failed to reach further, the sickly tinted bulbs that lined the city's only Subway illuminated the rest of the way, the only area PLATO’s surveillance could reach. PLATO, the newest and brightest technology of the terminal, sat behind the customer services counter. Waiting, and always obedient in the way only an AI could be; as if it, itself, were a taxidermied dog waiting for its long passed master. *“...