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People here in Brazil think these shoes are so strange and too colorful...And i don´t care, i love it!
Photographer: Anuj Chopra
Description: Addicted beggar in his Kabul 'pad.'
As Afghanistan's poppy cultivation booms, drug addiction rates soar and the only drug rehab clinic in Kabul has only 10 beds and a long waiting list.
Note: You must credit the photographer and the International Relations and Security Network when using these photographs.
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Madison Square Park, NYC. No more squirrels left in my hard drive.
Canon 40D, EF 85mm f1.8 @ f2.8, 1/160, ISO100.
Montage of advertisement for Dior Addict. Controvertially, allegations were made linking a campaign slogan "Do you admit to it?" as a reference to "burgeoning" cocain use. The imagery was subsequently replaced with a grumpy looking girl surrounded by pink petals.
Photographer: Anuj Chopra
Description: Addicted beggar in his Kabul 'pad.'
As Afghanistan's poppy cultivation booms, drug addiction rates soar and the only drug rehab clinic in Kabul has only 10 beds and a long waiting list.
Note: You must credit the photographer and the International Relations and Security Network when using these photographs.
EXPLORED!!
a heroin addict who tried to convince me that be sitting for years near the grave of a pir he himself had achievedthesame divine status :-)
i suppose some holey light is shining on him!
karachi, pakistan
AK0_8194
Certe volte guardo il mare,
questo eterno movimento,
ma due occhi sono pochi per questo immenso
e capisco di esser solo
e passeggio dentro il mondo
ma mi accorgo che due gambe non bastano
per girarlo e rigirarlo.
e se è vero che ci sei
batti un colpo amore mio
ho bisogno di dividere
tutto questo insieme a te
Certe volte guardo il cielo
i suoi misteri e le sue stelle
ma sono troppe le mie notti passate senza te
per cercare di contarle
e se è vero che ci sei
vado in cerca dei tuoi occhi io
che non ho mai cercato niente
e forse niente ho avuto mai
è un messaggio per te
sto chiamandoti
sto cercandoti
sono solo e lo sai
è un messaggio per te
sto inventandoti
prima che cambi luna
e che sia primavera …
BOX DATE: 2003
MANUFACTURER: Mattel
DOLLS IN LINE: Barbie; Chelsea; Delancey; Madison; Nolee; River; Hudson; Sutton; Ellis
BODY TYPE: 1999; molded dot panties; bend & snap legs
HEAD MOLD: No date "2002 My Scene"
PERSONAL FUN FACT: I know that writing about this doll (on the left side) might turn on the water works. I wouldn't say that I deeply connected with My Scene dolls as a kid, however this Nolee has ALWAYS been one of the most special dolls in my collection. I first delved into the world of Bratz in the fall of 2002. By the time I encountered My Scene dolls for the first time at Wal-Mart, I was already a massive Bratz addict. Even as an eleven year old, it was plain to see that My Scene dolls were just Mattel's attempt to compete with Bratz. Now honestly, this isn't a big deal--in fact, when doll companies rival one another, we often get some really awesome creations. And MGA did their fair share of imitating Mattel, especially with the ever so awesome Bratzillaz, who were manufactured to compete with Monster High. While I wasn't too fussed about the blatant intentions of the My Scene franchise, I also wasn't all that enchanted. I didn't think that these dolls had the same charm as a Bratz doll. But I was however mildly intrigued. I was the kind of kid who had to try a new doll type. So my first My Scene dolls were "1st Edition" Madison, followed by Chillin' Out Madison if I'm not mistaken. I liked both my Madison dolls, but my feelings for them at the time were rather shallow. Nolee for me is the reason I feel a deeper connection to the franchise. It was probably a year or so after I got my first My Scene dolls when Nolee joined the family. It was in the spring of 2004, when I was in seventh grade. That was the time frame when I finally got braces, which I had known I had needed for quite sometime beforehand. Prior to getting braces, it was necessary that the remaining five baby teeth in my mouth get extracted. Being a fanatic for pulling out my own teeth, I managed to work out two of the five at home. But the others would not budge as they had massive roots still, so unfortunately, I had to go to the dentist to have them pulled. I didn't feel much except the shots of Novocaine going into my gums. But I could see Dad sitting in the corner of the small room watching as I dug my hands into my pants, anticipating the dentist yanking my teeth out. By the end of the session, I was completely numb in the mouth, and rather bloody. I couldn't help but drool spit and blood all over myself, which only added to Dad's pity. Honestly, I thought the whole experience was kind of cool--I got to miss school for the day and hang out with Dad, I got to keep my extracted teeth, and I was one step closer to fixing my crooked smile that I hated. But when Dad acted extra kind and endearing to me, I couldn't help but enjoy it. We had to stop at Wal-Mart before going home, so Dad let me look at the toys. I knew him well enough to know I'd probably be going home with a doll. I spent some time ogling the Bratz stuff--I almost wanted to get one of those Accessoriez packs for the earrings. Back then only my Wild Life Safari! Nevra doll had pierced ears, which was a fascinating feature for me. But instead, my eyes locked on one of the Bratz carry cases, and I thought that perhaps I would get that. After spending a fair amount of time ogling the Bratz, I turned to my right and looked at the Barbies. Lo and behold there were some very tantalizing new My Scene dolls in stock. The Jammin' in Jamaica line took up a very large portion of the shelves. My eyes were particularly drawn to Madison and Nolee from this line. Being that I already had two Madison dolls at the time, I decided that Nolee was the one I wanted to get. I have always been a notorious sucker for beach themed dolls, and Nolee's wild, crimped black hair was captivating. Plus I liked her sporty attire too! When Dad returned to the aisle, he was generous enough to let me get not one, but two things. So that day I came home with Nolee and the carry case. While I probably used the carry case more (Bratz addict, remember), Nolee meant the world to me even back then. I can still envision that moment like it was yesterday--me wearing that tacky striped blue shirt with blood stains all down the front, pawing at Nolee's box in the front seat of the car. Dad looked over at me with his warm brown eyes, and said something along the lines of he hoped my new toys made me feel better. If Dad were still here, I'm sure he probably wouldn't even remember that moment in time, but it is a memory I will always treasure. While there may be far cooler, more impressive My Scene dolls out there, none could ever touch my life the way this Nolee has. Even when I was pruning my collection before I officially got back into dolls, I knew I could never part with this doll (despite the fact that my other childhood My Scene dolls did end up in the "yard sale" pile...I kept them don't worry!). I love her as deeply as I do all my childhood Bratz, who were far more played with. Nolee might not have had the same crazy adventures as my childhood favorites experienced, but it's always been an unspoken fact that she is a true treasure to me. I think if I could only keep a few dolls, she'd be one of them.
Obviously, Jammin' in Jamaica Nolee is one of my most special dollies in my collection. So it was only natural for me to be mega excited when a second one turned up in 2025. My sister and I were at the local flea market one October morning, when I spotted a baggie of Barbies underneath a table. They were a super interesting group--mainly African American dolls from the early 2000s. Accompanying them, was a separately sold bag of clothes. All in all, we paid $40 for the entire "Barbie Blast Lot." It's way more than I normally would have shelled out for 18 dolls and a small bag of clothes, but I had a feeling it would be worth it. This Nolee, on the right side, was a spectacular specimen. She was in wonderful condition and had her whole outfit, including shoes, AND her spare bikini!! I did need to repair the strap on her bikini, but otherwise it was in great shape. I styled her hair differently, so she had her own personality separate from my childhood gal.
This picture was taken in a gift shop near Seattle Space Needle. With Flickr I found a new me and also found a lot of good friends...Thanks for all your comments and keep visiting back...
As you all can see I'm addicted !!
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E-X-P-L-O-R-E-D !!