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Break your own preconceived notions to create everything from scratch.
The products of this new R2, Steele on the KAINA arm, and the texture of the stain, is very real and wonderful. The design is very beautiful and I love it.
The KAINA arm of R2 is now available at C88✨
✨NEW Products✨
R2 KAINA arm @C88
[monso] Ruya Hair @C88
Background: Backdrop currently in production, from ZEROICHI.
de passage à Poitiers , j'ai aperçu sous la voie André Malraux , un petit musée de street art , dont je rapporte la pièce maitresse , car sa valeur est inversement proportionnelle à son caractère éphémère !! à noter que ce tableau fait 3 m.*3m
I know...it's been done. But I wanted to and finally did it ^^
Photographer: Davina Constantine
Models: Davina Constantine, Talena Constantine
Head: lel EvoX KAYA 3.1
Body: Maitreya Mesh Body - Lara V5.3
Outfit: FashionNatic - MAITREYA - Besty Overall Black
Boots: BAX Prestige 2 Boots Black Leather
Hair: Stealthic - Lethal
Nails: [FORMANAILS] NAILS - MAITREYA - BENTO - RUSSIAN ALMOND
Guns: SH M&P 9L rev0
Viele Eisenbahnfans denken sofort an Weinbergen wenn sie über den Reblaus Express sprechen. In Wirklichkeit schlängelt die Strecke nach Drosendorf nicht nur entlang Weinbergen. Auch das -meiner Meinung nach- schönsten Motiv bieten nicht die Weinbergen kurz vor Retz, sondern die Fischteichen hinter Hessendorf. Am 15.08.2017 erreicht 2143.009 von Zeller Transporte diesen idylischen Ort.
2143.009 of Zeller Transporte is passing the fishpond behind Anglerparadies Hessendorf on 15.08.
stereotypes are one of my biggest pet peeves. generic, I know... but it was hard to think of a photograph for my #1 pet peeve: when people say "if it makes you feel any better, ____." because it very rarely does. also, people who don't use their turn signals. but, yeah, booooo stereotypes! no, I will not get in the kitchen and make you a sandwich (unless I am going in there to make myself a sandwich, and even then, it's iffy)! and no, I will not vote for you, Sarah Palin! I'd much rather gouge my eyes out with forks and eat them.
so this also works for Mission: 24's theme - clever propaganda... for NOT voting for McCain/Palin. if you're a woman, you'll be like, oh hell no (after reading my oh-so convincing argument/tags). and if you're a man, I can just create a diversion with my sandwich, eyes, and pout (at least) and you'll be hypnotized. cleverly!
this is today - day 52 :)
off to Amsterdam for the world cup final and a couple of days of good times in a few hours
got to love the dutch
Chicago is a mess. Someone walking down the street in a hoodie may be just another man or woman walking to a legitimate destination. Some armed. Some aren't. Someone walking down the street in a hoodie may have just killed someone, pulled off car burglaries, an armed robbery and could possibly be out there stalking a victim. Cops have a tough time discerning the two. And in an instant even my large camera could be considered a weapon. But to live and work in such fear that one just shoots because in that instant they aren't sure, well that's just not right. Nor is it right to stop and frisk someone just based upon their appearance. This isn't my Chicago. It's Stalin's Chicago.
A female lion cub swims after a ball in the moat at the Smithsonian's National Zoo while her family looks on.
Come in un film
immagino Bruce Willis, l'Eroe, Colui che sta per salvare il Mondo, correre a perdifiato inseguito dai Cattivi lungo il labirinto di corridoi della metropolitana di New York.
L'eco dei passi degli inseguitori, il respiro affannato della preda.
Uno di quegli inseguimenti che sembrano non finire mai.
Colpi di pistola sparati a centinaia senza che nessuno venga mai colpito.
Signore con la borsa della spesa spintonate a terra.
Bimbe bionde con l'orsacchiotto salvate da un proiettile vagante con un atto funambolico.
Gente che corre terrorizzata, gente che non si accorge di nulla.
Poi il buon vecchio Bruce si ritrova in un vicolo cieco.
In genere accade che con un gesto atletico, l'Eroe scavalchi i congegni a tornelli per accedere ai binari dei treni.
Balzo in corsa sull'ultimo vagone e... ciao ciao Cattivi.
Non questa volta.
Due gabbie metalliche a denti rotanti, alte fino al soffitto, impediscono la fuga.
Un'espressione di stupore e smarrimento rivolta verso la macchina da presa come a voler dire: "Ma che cazzo succede?"
E' l'attore che guarda, non il personaggio...
Il resto accade in un istante e Bruce è steso a terra, morto, in una pozza di sangue.
Per una volta, il mondo non verrà salvato.
Grazie Bruce.