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2024.11.30 01:51 nullnvo WOOD

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2024.11.30 01:51 No_Bite_4018 For you

I can’t help but feel like you are definitely here. I know there’s no way you don’t think about me, there’s no way you don’t miss me. Are you here? I miss you.
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2024.11.30 01:51 franbordi Best server settings for multiplayer?

Can you tell me how should I set my server? Me and my friends feel glass and item stealer are too OP, what settings are you using for MP?
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2024.11.30 01:51 chocolategirl04 Should be friends be treating me like this?

I (F19) am currently studying at uni in the UK and live with 5 other girls in a student house (this is our second year living together - (student accom before)). I have been seeing my boyfriend since spring this year)
Last year me and all my house mates were extremely close constantly going on nights out hanging out in the kitchen but this year (since September) I feel like they are treating me differently. Whereas before I used to hang out with them loads (they don’t really have other friends at uni apart from eachother). I spend a little less time with them now due to having a bf. Usually he will come to stay at mine normally 1 night max 2 nights a week. (It’s hard for me to go see him as I’m in uni and he isn’t and we are mid-distance). And I FaceTime him for an hour ish most evenings.
But I feel like they have taken it to heart that I’m not spending as much time with them. Sometimes I go in the kitchen and I try and speak to them and they just kinda carry on their convos between themselves and vaguely acknowledge me. Or I’ll have to speak 3 times to get their attention. I feel like if I didn’t fight for their attention first they wouldn’t really acknowledge me or be bothered to speak to me. It almost feels like they think im not interesting enough to talk to anymore because I’m in a healthy relationship whereas they can gossip about different boys they met on nights out and stuff. It’s getting hard for me to balance uni work, seeing my bf and seeing my house mates. And I panic because I think if I spend less time with them they are going to ignore me even more and they are my closest friends at uni. Therefore I keep forcing myself to go into the kitchen even though I know they will just not really speak to me most of the time. Sometimes they will turn their back to me and speak between themselves For context we were so close last year constantly chatting together and if I wasn’t in the kitchen they would knock on my door and ask me to come in. And they would include me so much more like we were all equally close with each other. I don’t know what’s happened this year. Because I haven’t changed my behaviour with them. I’ve been lovely towards them always asking about their day and stuff but I don’t seem to get the same effort back anymore . It’s like if I’m not in the kitchen for a few hours or even 1 night (they also always stay up until like 2 am in there) because I’m doing uni work or FaceTiming my bf for a little bit they seem to almost punish me for it. Like I have other things going on in my life that’s not just sitting in the kitchen every night. Idk. I don’t really know why they are acting like this with me and it’s making me quite upset. Even though I have a bf I still make time to hang out with them. Also last year there would be times when they would stay in their uni rooms for hours why is it different if I do it sometimes. I feel like I get no me time anymore because I’m always trying to please someone
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2024.11.30 01:51 No-Net9071 Where is better to live for 6 months as a foreigner. Paris or Madrid?

I’m an early 30’s Australian girl and want to get a 6 months student visa to study a language in a different country. I’m interested in learning both Spanish and French so can’t decide. I’m super social so I feel like it might be easier to make friends with Spanish people, worried it will be too hard to break into French friendship groups. Also not a huge fan of the cold. Also I’ve never been to Madrid. I’ve been to Paris years ago for a week and loved it, could imagine myself living there but I’m not sure if that’s just a stupid fantasy and I’d actually hate it there and be lonely. Also open to other suggestions.. is there another big city in Spain this would be better? I’ve only ever visited Barcelona and don’t think I’d live there. Saville seems to be popular but I don’t know if it would be better than Madrid? I looked at Berlin but the problem I’m having is, you have to have a certain amount of money in your account for your student visa to be accepted. The amount for Germany is a lot higher than France and Spain so I’ve crossed that one off the list.
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2024.11.30 01:51 Chocolate-Bookie hello, I'm very sad tonight

so I broke up with him a few months ago but he still says that he's gonna kill himself if I block him so I am in everyday contact with him. And I know people r like just block him, but he has my family's info, he has called them and overall I don't want him to hurt himsef. He's called my family in the middle of the night before to tell them that I'm not a "good girl". I'm scared they're gonna kick me out, he's 16000 km away from me but hes still controlling me even after the break up. I thought I'd be happy again but it might be even worse. I am his and I can't do anything about it. hes not letting me leave him in any way. I'm stuck and scared. I feel so abused, I want this to be over. he made my friends leave me by sending a video of me being abused by him and crying. I have nobody. idk what to do. please help me I'm so scared i can't escape in any way. his family also encourages him and scares me. I have no one. I'm so scared.
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2024.11.30 01:51 VentureSeeker575 Hot Tents in the Snow

Can they be used for backpacking in the winter? I’ve seen the wood stoves and was wondering how people do for weight.
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2024.11.30 01:51 quane101 Why be a crab in a bucket…

Just had a little argumentative discussion with my sisters about her complaining that the new proud family show has gay characters in it and how that’s bad to push that on children.
She has a multitude of children, and have openly dated women in the past, in front of them!
I took that opportunity to call out those belief holes and hypocrisy.
She said she “got my view” but still think it’s just in one ear out the other.
Like the hypocrisy, double standards and imaginary problems.
Why do people like this conflate being not straight with being sexual and obscene, especially when you don’t even practice what you preach!
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2024.11.30 01:51 Anarkia_ Heat not working in my Q2 after issues with coolant

Hi there! A couple of weeks ago, a light came up on the dashboard and I had to stop to refill the coolant, the tank was empty! (but most likely still coolant in the system itself). As I was far from a shop, I refilled with water enough to get to the next rest stop, and bought coolant, top the tank back to max.
Last week it got chilly, I switched the heat on, and noticed it doesn't work. Some warm air at best, no real heat.
Is it related to the coolant issue I had? Maybe a bubble of air stuck somewhere? Opinion and advice warmly welcome!
(PS: Yes I can take it to the shop but paid $900 last month for service - can't afford to go back there for now! and YES it weird the coolant tank was empty 2 weeks after service... I think they didn't lock the plug properly and the coolant pressure-leaked out. I'm pissed but can't prove it)
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2024.11.30 01:51 typicalSGredditor Where to buy sour plum?

Looking for the best brand of sour plum and where can I find it? I can’t seem to locate any sour plum anywhere. Recommendations appreciated, thanks!
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2024.11.30 01:51 MiKkEy22 Kat daggers need to be more visible, have the same spell effects as enemy/self, for the ally team

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2024.11.30 01:51 duelistjp 65a6101eu reboots after about a minute after booting

my tv is rebooting constantly. i can't try resetting the device as i can't get through the menu to click it before it reboots again. its a google tv. i'm guessing this is likely a capacitor but anybody have any idea which board i shoult be looking at when i get around to taking this thing apart?
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2024.11.30 01:51 adulting4kids Too Many Prompts

As she opened the mysterious letter, her eyes widened, and a secret from her past threatened to unravel her present.
"Why do you always wear that locket?" he asked, unknowingly opening a door to a hidden chapter in her life.
The old bookstore had an unusual policy – customers could exchange a personal story for a book instead of money.
In the bustling city, a street musician's melody sparked an unexpected connection between two strangers.
"The abandoned amusement park at midnight is the only place where wishes come true," the old man whispered to the curious teenager.
As the protagonist walked through the enchanted forest, the trees began to whisper secrets about their ancient guardians.
The protagonist discovered an old journal with entries eerily mirroring their own experiences, raising questions about time and reality.
"I've never seen anyone laugh like that," he observed, unknowingly planting the seed for an unlikely friendship.
In a world where emotions materialize as colorful auras, she struggled to hide her true feelings from the prying eyes around her.
As the clock struck midnight, the abandoned carnival rides came to life, offering a magical escape for the sleepless teenager.
The protagonist stumbled upon a forgotten library where books recorded the untold stories of every person's dreams.
"If you had one wish, what would you change about the world?" she asked, unknowingly unlocking a hidden power within him.
The protagonist received a letter from their future self, detailing the choices that would shape their destiny.
The eccentric old man in the park claimed to have a map leading to a parallel universe hidden within the city.
"In this town, every mirror has a memory," the mysterious stranger warned, leaving the protagonist intrigued and wary.
The protagonist's reflection started showing glimpses of a parallel life, raising questions about reality and existence.
A peculiar antique shop offered items that seemed to possess memories of their previous owners.
The protagonist discovered a hidden room in their house, filled with letters detailing the lives of the home's previous occupants.
"Why do you always sit on that bench?" she asked, unraveling a tale of lost love and second chances.
The protagonist stumbled upon a forgotten camera that captured moments from the future, creating a dilemma of choices.
The abandoned carnival ticket held a secret code that led to a mysterious door in the heart of the city.
"If you could have dinner with any historical figure, who would it be?" she asked, opening a portal to unexpected encounters.
The protagonist's reflection started offering advice, blurring the lines between self-awareness and external guidance.
A peculiar shop sold dreams bottled in colorful jars, each containing a unique adventure waiting to be experienced.
The protagonist found an old letter in the attic, detailing a forgotten family curse and the key to breaking it.
As the protagonist explored the ancient ruins, they discovered an artifact that unlocked the language of the forgotten civilization.
The protagonist stumbled upon a time capsule that seemed to predict future events, causing a ripple in the fabric of reality.
"Write down your biggest fear and burn it," the mysterious stranger instructed, offering unexpected liberation.
The abandoned lighthouse held a journal chronicling the stories of ships lost in a storm that never seemed to end.
The protagonist's shadow started behaving independently, harboring secrets of its own.
In a world where memories were currency, the protagonist faced the dilemma of spending or saving their most precious recollections.
A peculiar clock in the antique shop counted down to significant moments in the protagonist's life.
The protagonist received a letter from their future self, urging them to make a seemingly insignificant choice that would change everything.
A mysterious melody played on an old piano summoned long-forgotten memories in the protagonist's mind.
The protagonist discovered a hidden portal in their backyard, leading to a parallel world where everything was inverted.
"Write a letter to your future self," she advised, sparking introspection and self-discovery.
A peculiar mirror reflected the protagonist's desires, creating a dilemma between fantasy and reality.
As the protagonist wandered through a mystical garden, flowers whispered the secrets of their past lives.
The protagonist's dreams started bleeding into reality, blurring the lines between waking and sleeping hours.
In a town where everyone wore masks, the protagonist uncovered the truth hidden behind the façades.
The abandoned train station held echoes of untold stories, waiting to be unraveled by an inquisitive mind.
The protagonist found an old map that led to a forgotten library containing books written by those who never existed.
A peculiar compass pointed not to directions but to moments in time yet to unfold.
As the protagonist explored an ancient attic, they discovered a box containing letters from a future version of themselves.
The protagonist received a key in the mail with no indication of what it unlocked, triggering a quest for hidden doors.
In a world where colors represented emotions, the protagonist discovered the existence of a forbidden hue.
The protagonist found an old typewriter that typed messages from the past, present, and future.
A mysterious phone booth allowed the protagonist to communicate with their past and future selves.
As the protagonist sifted through old photographs, they discovered a camera that captured moments from parallel universes.
The protagonist stumbled upon a room where forgotten dreams were kept, waiting to be rediscovered.
A peculiar mirror revealed reflections not of the present, but of potential futures.
The protagonist found an old radio that transmitted messages from a dimension beyond time.
In a world where whispers materialized as tangible objects, the protagonist discovered a room filled with unspoken secrets.
The protagonist received a letter from their past self, offering guidance on navigating upcoming challenges.
As the protagonist explored an ancient library, books whispered the stories of those who had read them before.
A peculiar clock displayed not the current time but moments from the protagonist's future.
The protagonist found an old notebook that seemed to predict their thoughts before they were written.
In a town where everyone wore masks, the protagonist discovered a mirror reflecting their true self.
The protagonist received a mysterious key that opened doors not to physical spaces but to memories.
As the protagonist explored an abandoned mansion, they discovered a room filled with forgotten aspirations.
A peculiar painting in the attic changed its scenes, offering glimpses into the protagonist's possible futures.
The protagonist found an old journal that seemed to chronicle events that hadn't happened yet.
In a world where shadows told stories, the protagonist discovered a room where secrets were kept in silhouette.
The protagonist received a letter containing detailed instructions on navigating a day that hadn't occurred.
As the protagonist explored an ancient forest, they discovered trees that whispered forgotten tales.
A peculiar compass guided the protagonist not to locations but to significant moments in their life.
The protagonist found an old tape recorder that played messages from a parallel reality.
In a world where doors led not to rooms but to memories, the

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2024.11.30 01:51 Illustrious_Speed111 northwestern emailing for extra info?

has anyone who applied ED to northwestern been emailed from them personally for extra info? or been emailed a css profile fee waiver? i haven’t but just wondering if anyone else has received anything
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2024.11.30 01:51 InternationalPin6418 Creé una historia basada en Red Dead Redemption 2

La historia se llama "El último atraco". Es sobre Arthur Morgan y su banda, que planean robar un tren lleno de oro y joyas, pero se encuentran con una sorpresa inesperada. Esta es la historia:
Arthur Morgan se ajustó el sombrero y miró a su alrededor. Estaba en lo alto de una colina, junto a sus compañeros de la banda de Van der Linde: Dutch, Hosea, Micah, Lenny, Charles, Javier, Bill y Karen. Todos estaban armados y listos para el gran golpe. El plan era simple: esperar a que el tren pasara por el puente, hacerlo descarrilar con dinamita, y saquear todo lo que pudieran. Según Hosea, el tren llevaba una fortuna en oro y joyas, pertenecientes a un rico magnate de San Francisco. Era la oportunidad perfecta para llenarse los bolsillos y escapar de la ley.

¿Estás listo, Arthur? - le preguntó Dutch, el líder de la banda.
Listo, jefe - respondió Arthur, con una sonrisa confiada.
Bien, recuerda: nada de disparos hasta que yo lo diga. Queremos hacer esto rápido y limpio. Y sobre todo, no dejes que nadie se escape. No podemos permitirnos testigos.
Entendido, jefe - asintió Arthur.
Muy bien, chicos. Es hora de hacer historia. Vamos a por ese tren - dijo Dutch, levantando el brazo.

La banda se puso en marcha, montando sus caballos hacia el puente. Arthur se colocó al frente, junto a Dutch y Hosea. Llevaba una escopeta recortada y un revólver en sus manos, y una bolsa de dinamita en su cinturón. Estaba nervioso, pero también emocionado. Era el mayor atraco de su vida, y no iba a dejar que nada lo arruinara.
Llegaron al puente, y se escondieron detrás de unos arbustos. Desde allí, podían ver el camino del tren, que se acercaba por el horizonte. Arthur sacó su reloj de bolsillo, y lo abrió. Eran las doce y media. El tren debía llegar en cualquier momento.

¿Lo ves? - le susurró Hosea, que tenía unos prismáticos.
No, todavía no - respondió Arthur, impaciente.
Tranquilo, Arthur. El tren no va a escaparse - le dijo Dutch, con calma.
Lo sé, lo sé. Pero no me gusta esperar - se quejó Arthur.
Pues tendrás que acostumbrarte. La paciencia es una virtud, amigo mío - le aconsejó Hosea.
Sí, sí, lo que tú digas - resopló Arthur.

De repente, oyeron un silbido. Era el tren, que se acercaba a toda velocidad. Arthur se puso tenso, y agarró su escopeta. Vio cómo el tren entraba en el puente, y se preparó para actuar.

Ahora, Arthur. Ahora - le ordenó Dutch.

Arthur asintió, y salió de su escondite. Corrió hacia el puente, y lanzó una barra de dinamita al tren. La explosión fue ensordecedora. El tren se sacudió, y se salió de las vías. Los vagones se desprendieron, y cayeron al vacío. Arthur sonrió, satisfecho. Lo habían logrado.

¡Bien hecho, Arthur! ¡Bien hecho! - le felicitó Dutch, que también salió de su escondite, seguido por el resto de la banda.
Gracias, jefe. Fue fácil - dijo Arthur, con orgullo.
Vamos, vamos. No perdamos tiempo. Hay que aprovechar el caos - dijo Dutch, dirigiéndose al tren.

La banda se acercó al tren, y empezó a saquear los vagones. Arthur entró en el primero, y se encontró con un montón de pasajeros asustados y heridos. Algunos gritaban, otros lloraban, y otros se quedaron en silencio. Arthur no les prestó atención. Solo buscaba el oro y las joyas. Registró los asientos, los baúles, y las maletas, pero no encontró nada. Solo ropa, libros, y objetos personales. Arthur frunció el ceño, decepcionado.

¿Qué pasa, Arthur? ¿No hay nada? - le preguntó Micah, que entró detrás de él.
No, nada. Solo basura - respondió Arthur, molesto.
Qué raro. Hosea dijo que este era el vagón del oro y las joyas - dijo Micah, confundido.
Pues se equivocó. No hay nada de valor aquí - dijo Arthur, saliendo del vagón.
Vamos al siguiente, entonces - dijo Micah, siguiéndolo.

Arthur y Micah entraron en el segundo vagón, y se encontraron con la misma escena. Pasajeros asustados y heridos, y nada de oro ni joyas. Arthur empezó a sospechar que algo iba mal.

Esto no tiene sentido. ¿Dónde está el botín? - se preguntó Arthur, frustrado.
No lo sé, Arthur. Tal vez lo hayan escondido en otro sitio - sugirió Micah, esperanzado.
O tal vez nos hayan engañado - dijo Arthur, con recelo.
¿Engañado? ¿Quién nos habría engañado? - preguntó Micah, sorprendido.
No lo sé, Micah. Pero algo huele mal aquí - dijo Arthur, saliendo del vagón.

Arthur y Micah entraron en el tercer vagón, y se encontraron con una sorpresa. No había pasajeros, sino soldados. Soldados armados hasta los dientes, que les apuntaron con sus rifles. Arthur y Micah se quedaron paralizados, sin saber qué hacer.

¡Alto! ¡Manos arriba! - les gritó un soldado, que parecía ser el líder.
¡Mierda! ¡Es una trampa! - exclamó Arthur, dándose cuenta de la verdad.
¡Nos han tendido una emboscada! - dijo Micah, asustado.
¡No se muevan! ¡Están rodeados! - les dijo el soldado, con una sonrisa maliciosa.
¿Quién eres? ¿Qué quieres? - le preguntó Arthur, furioso.
Me llamo Coronel Henry Favours, y soy el comandante de la Séptima Caballería. Y lo que quiero es verlos colgar por sus crímenes - respondió el soldado, con desprecio.
¿Qué? ¿Cómo sabes quiénes somos? - le preguntó Arthur, confundido.
Lo sé todo sobre ustedes, Arthur Morgan. Y sobre su banda de forajidos. Los he estado siguiendo desde hace tiempo, y he preparado esta trampa para atraparlos. Este tren no llevaba oro ni joyas, sino soldados. Soldados dispuestos a acabar con ustedes. Y lo han conseguido. Han caído en mi red, como moscas - explicó el soldado, con satisfacción.
¡Maldito bastardo! ¡Nos has engañado! - le acusó Arthur, indignado.
No, no les he engañado. Les he dado lo que querían. Un tren lleno de oro y joyas. Solo que el oro y las joyas eran balas. Balas que les van a perforar el corazón - dijo el soldado, con crueldad.
¡No te saldrás con la tuya! ¡Te mataremos a ti y a tus hombres! - amenazó Arthur, sacando su revólver.
¡No seas estúpido, Arthur! ¡No tienes ninguna posibilidad! ¡Somos más, y estamos mejor armados! ¡Ríndete, y quizás te ahorremos el sufrimiento! - le ofreció el soldado, con burla.
¡Nunca me rendiré! ¡Prefiero morir luchando! - dijo Arthur, disparando al soldado.

El soldado esquivó el disparo, y devolvió el fuego. Se desató un tiroteo entre Arthur, Micah y los soldados. Los disparos resonaron por todo el tren, alertando al resto de la banda.

¡Arthur! ¡Micah! ¿Qué pasa? ¿Qué ocurre? - preguntó Dutch, que entró en el vagón, junto a los demás.
¡Dutch! ¡Es una trampa! ¡El tren está lleno de soldados! ¡Nos han tendido una emboscada! - gritó Arthur, mientras disparaba a los soldados.
¡Qué! ¡Cómo! ¡Por qué! - exclamó Dutch, incrédulo.
¡No hay tiempo para explicaciones, Dutch! ¡Tenemos que salir de aquí! ¡Estamos rodeados! - le dijo Arthur, desesperado.
¡Maldición! ¡Esto es una pesadilla! ¡Vamos, chicos! ¡A luchar! ¡A luchar por nuestras vidas! - arengó Dutch, sacando su pistola.

La banda se unió a Arthur y Micah, y se enfrentó a los soldados. Se produjo un intenso intercambio de disparos, que llenó el aire de humo y sangre. Los soldados tenían ventaja numérica y de posición, pero la banda tenía más experiencia y más coraje. La batalla fue feroz y brutal, y nadie se dio por vencido.
Arthur disparó a un soldado que se asomó por una ventana, y lo vio caer al suelo. Luego, se giró y vio a otro soldado que apuntaba a Lenny, que estaba distraído. Arthur no lo pensó dos veces, y se lanzó sobre Lenny, empujándolo al suelo. El disparo pasó rozando la cabeza de Arthur, y se incrustó en la pared.

¡Arthur! ¡Gracias! ¡Me has salvado la vida! - le agradeció Lenny, abrazándolo.
De nada, amigo. Eso es lo que hacen los amigos - le respondió Arthur, devolviéndole el abrazo.
Te debo una, Arthur. Te debo una grande - le dijo Lenny, con sinceridad.
No me debes nada, Lenny. Solo me debes tu amistad - le dijo Arthur, con cariño.

Arthur y Lenny se levantaron, y siguieron disparando a los soldados. Arthur sintió un gran afecto por Lenny, y se alegró de haberlo salvado. Lenny era uno de sus mejores amigos, y no quería perderlo.
Mientras tanto, Dutch se enfrentaba al coronel Favours, que se había refugiado detrás de una mesa. Dutch le disparó varias veces, pero no logró acertarle. El coronel Favours le devolvió el fuego, y le rozó el brazo. Dutch sintió un dolor agudo, y se cubrió la herida con la mano.

¡Maldito seas, Favours! ¡Te voy a matar! ¡Te voy a hacer pagar por esto! - le gritó Dutch, furioso.
¡No me hagas reír, Dutch! ¡Tú eres el que va a pagar! ¡Tú y toda tu banda de criminales! ¡Os voy a colgar a todos! ¡Os voy a hacer justicia! - le respondió el coronel Favours, con odio.
¡Justicia! ¡Qué sabrás tú de justicia, Favours! ¡Tú eres el verdadero criminal! ¡Tú eres el que mata a los indios, a los negros, a los pobres! ¡Tú eres el que sirve a un sistema corrupto y podrido! ¡Tú eres el que traiciona a tu país y a tu gente! - le acusó Dutch, con desprecio.
¡Cállate, Dutch! ¡Cállate, o te haré callar yo! ¡Tú no eres nadie para juzgarme, Dutch! ¡Tú eres un forajido, un ladrón, un asesino! ¡Tú eres el que vive al margen de la ley, de la sociedad, de la civilización! ¡Tú eres el que se opone al progreso, a la modernidad, a la libertad! - le dijo el coronel Favours, con arrogancia.
¡Libertad! ¡Qué sabrás tú de libertad, Favours! ¡Tú eres el que la pisotea, la viola, la destruye! ¡Tú eres el que impone tu voluntad, tu poder, tu violencia! ¡Tú eres el que somete, oprime, explota! ¡Tú eres el que no respeta la vida, la naturaleza, el espíritu! - le dijo Dutch, con pasión.
¡Basta, Dutch! ¡Basta de palabras! ¡Las palabras no sirven de nada! ¡Lo único que sirve es la acción! ¡La acción de mi pistola! ¡La acción de mi bala! ¡La acción de mi dedo! - le dijo el coronel Favours, apuntando a Dutch con su pistola.
¡Adelante, Favours! ¡Adelante! ¡Dispara! ¡Dispara, si te atreves! ¡Pero no creas que me vas a asustar! ¡No creas que me vas a detener! ¡No creas que me vas a vencer! ¡Yo soy Dutch van der Linde, y yo nunca me rindo! ¡Yo lucho por lo que creo, por lo que quiero, por lo que soy! ¡Yo lucho por mi banda, por mi familia, por mi libertad! ¡Yo lucho hasta el final, hasta el último aliento, hasta la última gota de sangre! ¡Yo lucho, y tú mueres! - le dijo Dutch, desafiando a Favours con su mirada.

Los dos hombres se quedaron mirando fijamente, con sus pistolas en alto, listos para disparar. Era el momento de la verdad, el momento del duelo, el momento de la vida o la muerte. Solo uno de ellos saldría vivo de allí. Solo uno de ellos ganaría la batalla. Solo uno de ellos haría historia...

Dutch ganó el duelo disparando al corazón de Favours, después se escapa del tren con su banda, y deja de ser un forajido retirándose, y quedando en la historia del viejo oeste.

Mi nombre es Sebastian Jaimez.
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2024.11.30 01:51 interestingfactoid Canada's Trudeau Is Now Visiting With Trump at Mar-a-Lago Over Tariffs Issue

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2024.11.30 01:51 bot_neen 🌕 Jornadas de Difusión y Consulta de la Jurisprudencia con ejercicio prácticos por materia

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2024.11.30 01:51 handduant Regidrago raid 427624102609

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2024.11.30 01:51 backseatgamer69 Abandoned Gas Station - Feedback

Please provide feedback on how I can make things look better.
I have added some grain using photo editing software as I've read previously that it adds to the realism.
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2024.11.30 01:51 CriticalSundae_ Can someone put me into these 2 pictures realistically with shadows and lighting in front of both cars for an album cover?

Can someone put me into these 2 pictures realistically with shadows and lighting in front of both cars for an album cover?

https://preview.redd.it/vh3wf5xg2y3e1.png?width=1062&format=png&auto=webp&s=ac62374c07f2cedad9c8d0846da294544f13fda4
https://preview.redd.it/zmfa0vci2y3e1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=1e1b5ac6c9c0c169e46322aab8127483723a9f0d
First 2 pics together
https://preview.redd.it/u4ky178o2y3e1.png?width=1004&format=png&auto=webp&s=0d554cdc6c84469cf3809cd5600f75d5cd334c69
https://preview.redd.it/thxnnzyv2y3e1.jpg?width=1080&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b9b0c70a38a3707684483827e5982daa18195ec1
These 2 together
Thanks!
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2024.11.30 01:51 Userusedusernameuse Xigbar’s “as if”

So obviously in English, Xigbar says ‘as if’ a lot.
Does he say anything of the similar in Japanese? I’m curious to know what it is he says in the original language of the game
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2024.11.30 01:51 yes_it_is_21 Cartoon making workflow suggestions

Hi there,
A friend of mine has a very sick little girl and she wanted me to generate some images for some stories she has written for her daughter.
So basically she has about 10 to 12 paragraphs and she wants an image per paragraph / page basically.
The key is keeping the heroine of the story consistent and the villian (dragon for one, a weird look creature, a mastermind for when she is a superhero).
So basically I can use the stuff she has written as prompts and can elaborate on the scene to build that out but want to keep the character looking consistent.
Does anyone know of a workflow that may exist for this. Looking on civitai and openart but no luck.
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2024.11.30 01:51 GabrielArts [FOR HIRE] EMERGENCY DISCOUNT Half Body for 10$! Call me DM for more information! Just +1 SLOTS

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2024.11.30 01:51 imgaming117 Rare eBay pickup of the week

Original slipcover was hacked up and placed in this clamshell rental case at some point over the years, but nevertheless, here it is…the original 1982 Space Seed tape used to promote Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan.
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2024.11.30 01:51 Ok_Talk_3224 Look at this.

Was this a good pull or nah? Does anybody know what these are worth by chance?
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https://yandex.ru/