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There was a monkey named Charles, who lived in London and worked at a bank. His life was mundane and uneventful, but he was content with his routine of going to work every day and coming home to his small apartment.
Charles had always felt out of place in the world of humans, but he had learned to suppress his true nature and conform to society's expectations. He had been taken in by a group of kind-hearted individuals who had taught him how to speak and behave like a human, and he had found work at the bank as a clerk.
But despite his best efforts to fit in, Charles couldn't help but feel a deep sense of loneliness and isolation. He longed to be with his own kind, to swing from branches and play in the trees. He often daydreamed about escaping the concrete jungle of London and returning to the wild, where he belonged.
As the years passed, Charles grew increasingly unhappy. He dreaded going to work every day, and would often spend his evenings staring out the window of his apartment, longing for something more. He knew that he could never truly be happy living as a human, but he felt trapped and unable to change his circumstances.
One day, Charles couldn't take it anymore. He walked out of the bank, never to return, and disappeared into the streets of London. His fate is unknown, but it is assumed that he couldn't handle the pressures and expectations of human society and returned to the wild where he truly belonged. His coworkers and the kind hearted individuals who took him in were left wondering what happened to Charles, the monkey who worked at the bank.
C'est un peu le métro/boulot/dodo des vacances que j'ai voulu retranscrire ici avec une touche "vintage" comme on dit.
L'humain doit certainement avoir besoin d'une routine puisqu'il s'en créé partout.
"L'habitude est une seconde nature" Saint Augustin
En écoute/ In listeniong : Washed Out - Soft
Merci à tous pour votre passage ici et vos commentaires ;)
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NYPD emergency call center records show how a seemingly routine domestic call Friday night in Manhattan quickly turned deadly.
Before Officer Jason Rivera was killed and Officer Wilbert Mora was critically wounded by Lashawn McNeil's Glock .45, police had little indication they were headed for an ambush.
The NYPD received a 911 call from Shirley Sourzes, a woman who was having a dispute with her son in a Harlem apartment at 5:09 p.m. m., according to call logs obtained by the Post.
“HE IS THREATENING TO DO THINGS TO HER,” the record read. "HE IS IN THE HOUSE NOW."
But the record indicated that the unidentified woman told the dispatcher that no one in the Harlem apartment had a weapon or was injured. McNeil, in fact, was brandishing a gun with an illegal high-capacity magazine.
Over the next few minutes, dispatchers wrote that her caller said her son was at her house and was "threatening to do thing to her."
For over an hour, there were no further log entries, until a 6:21 log of "SHOTS" was entered.
Rivera, Mora and a third cop had arrived at 119 West 135th Street’s apartment 1D and spoke to the woman and another one of her sons in the living room before walking down a long narrow hallway to check on McNeil. The alleged killer then swung the door open and opened fire on the officers, according to previous descriptions.
Taken at Sheffield Park Station on the Bluebell railway a few weeks ago (25th oct 2009), here one of the footplate crew do some oiling up while waiting to depart with the next service.
Car MOT day today. It's hardly an exciting annual event but it has become something of a routine for me.
This is the third year I've taken the same car to the same place and I found myself recalling precisely what I did and what I was preoccupied with during the 45 minute wait on the last two occasions. Details like the particular phone conversation I had as I crossed a certain road.
6/52 Routine...since I am often the center of our routines, this week was tricky! Mealtimes seemed to be the best bet for me, however, meals are always CHAOS! Someones crying, or needs more to drink, or the food is too hot or my daughter gets a food induced energy burst and is climbing the walls! I tried to capture the chaos, because it's part of the routine, but I noticed that after nap snack was actually the opposite of all mealt times, really very calm... here my daughter is very patiently waiting for popcorn to pop...(the snarl in her hair is very indicative of a good nap!) no filter, 50mm lens
Sleep is a hot topic right now. Now that we’re up to speed on the CDC’s finding (spoiler alert: we’re not getting enough zzz’s), it’s time to talk about how we go about getting better sleep. Something that has helped me is simply having a routine. I have a...
My husband and I just went to Vegas for a few days. We had the most relaxing time. We're really like a couple of old farts..we don't drink or gamble! We love to swim in the hotel pool and just hang out and of course go out for dinner. I came out after getting ready and there he was..standing, munching on some peanuts and looking at the general splendor of Las Vegas. Waiting. Patiently. Because he's always ready first. He's been doing this for 29 years. I love him so.
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the joy of LOVE: routine
Our night time routine goes like this: Mama takes a bath with Miles. Daddy gets Miles dressed. Mama reads to Miles. Daddy puts Miles to bed.
What vanishes as relationships advance in life?? Is it love that fades away? Is it the need of being together that goes away? Or is it just that the expression of feelings taking a different route!
It is equally true that affection doesnt require a public display. While busy doing mundane things, the togetherness can very well be felt......
Some thoughts never meet a conclusion....... And for each relation the outcome is unique and different!!
This is a collage of me doing my daily make-up routine. It is something women do everyday, all over the world and I wanted to capture this timely procedure in my photos.