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2023.05.29 13:06 TELMxWILSON NEW MUSIC from En:vy, Fred V, LSB, J:Kenzo, The Upbeats, fresh Noisia & London Electricity remix and more.. With a heavy Hidden Gem in review [+weekly updated Spotify playlist] New Music Monday! (Week 22)

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1. Frannabik - The Savage Kingdom LP 💎 [Expedite Records]

Recommended if you like: HighThere, Absu_NTQL, Cyntax
Let's continue the Hidden Gem™️ weeks with another name I have been meaning to talk about for quite some time now: Frannabik!
Straight outta the Almerían province in Spain, Francisco Garcia Herrada has been building up his musical muscles (his Frannabiceps) from an early age. First by attending various underground Hip-Hop events, before making a smooth transition over to DnB, with him first entering the gladiatorial DJ arenas himself in 2014, as part of the Brain Holes group. Word of his dancefloor-destroying (Frann-)abilities got out quickly and by 2015, he also became a core part of the Private Room event series and gathered all sorts of accolades from the International Breaks Awards. Soon enough, you could also (Gar-)see him wreak havoc all over the continent, from Granada to Bristol, from Seville to Bratislava, from Prague to Valencia. It wasn't just enough to cause panic at the Frandiscos all over Europe though, he wanted to create some banging beats himself!
In 2019, the first of many fruits of his labour saw the light of day: Liqua! The following year saw him not just expanding on this freshly cusping flowery arrangement of gratis downloads, he also entered a couple of remix competitions, eventually even winning the one hosted by fellow Spaniards Save The Rave. It was at that point that he had firmly planted himself onto my and, considering the timing of it all, maybe even Expedite Records's radar. I'm of course referring to Francisco joining the Expeditian family of sick Neurofunk producers with his smasher Corruptions at the tail end of 2020! From there on, he would keep oscillating between the expertly done Neuro and the dastardly Deep stuff, with releases on Close2Death, South Yard and Zer0'2 Soul Collective, but Expedite would remain his favourite place to release on. Which is also why his debut album, The Savage Kingdom, is dropping on there!
But wait, we gotta catch up on the latest Expedite developments first. Surely you will remember the Bristol-based label from me raving on about label bossman XAETIS' banging double single or me falling in love with Niallo's bleeps and bloops, but it has been a good two years or so since then, so, what have we got? Their first label takeover, their first remix competition (for Frannabik's Down!), the rather huge PARAGONS compilation, the equally large REVISIONS remix project and releases by KRYOS, SYNE, XAETIS and TREMR. Okay, Tremr is usually not in all caps, but it just looked better in the sequence of events, alright?
With that out of the way, let's finally take a look at what our franntastically fresh friend has cooked up on this 10-tracker, the first solo artist album on the label! We make our way into this realm of the Neuro with the title track, The Savage Kingdom, with great atmospheric work and all sorts of ferocious animals creating a rather cinematic auditory jungle thicket, before the savage bass cuts through it to lay waste to them all. Our boy Keeps Em coming on the followup, with fast-paced nightmarish melodies infiltrating our brains while their accomplices, the distorted basses and the bonky snare, keep us on our toes, and even if you don't Believe me, you'll still be quickly met with Iron Maiden's Bruce Dickinson introducing the next fonky-flowing back-and-forth between the chonkiest of basslines and a flurriest of stabby stabs. Watch out for the second drop on that one!
It seems like we have strayed too far from the beaten path, as we have completely Lost The Way we intended to follow, and after a while of keeping up the pace thanks to the distant tribal, rolling drums and fighting off the ever-present and quite aggressive biting bass snakes, we simply Must Stop. Why? Because of the humongous, hostile, big bad evil bass completely steamrolling everything in its way! One by one, the trees just snap over, and before we meet the same fate, we run away as fast as possible, into the next best opening we find. In our rush, however, we didn't realise we were running straight into an Ambush! Machine gun fire everywhere, several of them coming very close to ending our mission here, fired off from the infamous A Coruña based Neuro veteran Loop Stepwalker, only giving our group the tiniest of breaks in between each salve. While mostly focused on the speed of it all, this one still retains a solid sense of rhythm and flow, even going into a little 4x4 excursion in the second half! One could say we stole one of their 4x4 trucks to get away. Yes, I like that.
With the added horse power of our escape vehicle, we finally make our way to our next destination, the Dealer. What does he deal in? Hefty basslines and hard-hitting snares, of course! While we have been supplied with a more than healthy dose of both so far, Frannabik luckily doesn't make the Dumb Assumption that we have had enough and takes us on another newschool-inspired, distortion-overflowing joyride, on which MC Kenna (who he met at a Zer02Soul Collective event!) provides an additional infusion of sick lyrical fuel to stoke the flames, resulting in a proper bonfire of a tune.
Before we get to the grand finale, we take one more breather, in the relative sense, on Only U, which ironically enough doesn't only feature Fran himself, but also his fellow Spaniard, Helium! With some more four to the floor action, some distorted bits and bops and the drums whipping us into shape, we ride through the beautiful guitar-laden scenery, until we finally arrive at our destination: The Prophet. Not just any old one though, the Prophet, one could even say the VIP of prophets! With Caliban's precise-as-ever lyricism, but nitroboosted, relentlessly rolling drums and all-around heavier instrumentation, we end our trip through the Neuro jungle on a high note. But what will come of the prophecies? Will we get out of the kingdom in one piece? What a cliffhanger!
Distortion en masse, chonky basslines out the wazoo, phat drums, a frannkly frannabig album.

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2023.05.29 13:00 PaulSnowman Does PSS show up Wednesday to Court?

A Texas lawyer on the ST board who I respect says
‘PSS won’t be anywhere near the courthouse. That’s what he pays his lawyers to do. Stall’
Ok I can see them stalling so PSS doesn’t actually have to show his mug in court, and have that attention bring a national spotlight to the case. Not a good look for a Doctor and Newspaper Owner.
That being said, it would be against his best interest if his lawyers didn’t tell him to settle ASP. Once JI/SRNE have money in their pocket whether through a SCLX BO, selling of SCLX legacy shares, selling of other asset(s), JV, or a BP/Biotech fund taking a minority stake in SRNE (sorry for those folks thinking Ji’s selling SRNE at these depressed levels for a nickel on the dollar, but they only owe $150M or so to PSS, and that’s small change compared to what the individual parts of SRNE are worth) why would Ji settle afterwards? July is a stone throw away. Those who are saying anything can happen in a jury trial and PSS can stall paying, let’s not kid ourselves, SRNE won arbitration 2 which while the award level is likely to be much less then any jury award, I would think with the sole decision being a arbitrators (generally a judge) that there was more than enough evidence to convict PSS. Bring that evidence over for a jury to see, and the media to report, and it’s all over for PSS. The risks versus reward is to great for PSS. He gave it his best shot, but no one could have foreseen SRNE giving away a chunk of money in a future blockbuster drug in the way of a stock dividend to investors. Nor the restricted release date. Nor them voluntarily going into BK. Nor a federal judge subpoenaing first 25, and then 125 banks/brokerages for data. PSS and his lawyers have been out played every step of BK, and I think everyone knows whose side JJ is on. Investors.
Yep. Stall actually showing up to court this Wednesday, but get a settlement done ASP, because there’s blood in Ji’s eyes and I think anyone else in his shoes who wasted years fighting a battle when he and his company should have instead been in the media for all the right reasons would be vindictive. Times a ticking PSS.
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2023.05.29 12:57 Finzombie The Thing in the Cracks - Part 1

By Fin
“Holy crap.” James Talbot stepped back from his handiwork. It was beautiful. It made him want to scream.
Talbot was a chemist, the modern form of an alchemist, and he’d discovered something as wondrous and terrible as the most extreme postulations of his forbearers.
This was it. The culmination of all his works. This is what he’d fought for decades for, why he’d abandoned connections with everyone he’d ever known. But now it was all worth it. He would reveal the Masterwork at the Grand Chemistry Convention. It would steal the show, and he would be revered beyond every other human being who had ever lived.
It had taken Talbot long enough to assemble the Masterwork that he’d shed the title of ‘young’, not to mention most of his non-gray hair. Although it was hard to tell whether that was from aging or from what he’d beheld in his long sojourn. He was only 45, after all, and the rest of his body still held firm from decades of outdoorsmanship.
Talbot stood before a wall, upon which was painted the most intricate design any human had ever seen. It was a diagram of… unknown things. A chart of runes, maps, and artfully painted lines. There was no text in any living language on the diagram, but the harmony within the full tapestry visually sang, imparting something unfathomable in a way that Talbot could somehow fathom. The man who’d made it, who’d studied it for 15 years, barely understood it himself. But he knew that it was the ultimate solution to the entirety of philosophy, containing the answers to every question humanity had ever seen fit to ask. It had existed in his notebook for a while, in bits and pieces, but today had been its first full assembly, and it was magnificent.
He had to keep it hidden, or someone would take it from him.
He retrieved a tarp and threw it over the wall, nailing it in at the top so it hung down to cover his designs. Just to be sure, he moved his desk to block the wall, then locked the door to his office when he left for the day. James Talbot was more excited than he had ever been, and he celebrated that night with a fireplace and a large bottle of whiskey.
Of all the people at his office to commit espionage, Talbot never would’ve suspected the night janitor. This may stem from the fact that he also never suspected the night janitor to be part of a massive secret organization dedicated to keeping humanity as ignorant as possible in matters of the Higher Order.
But no matter what Talbot suspected, Tim Willis was indeed part of this society, and after he’d entered Talbot’s office with his master key to do some routine cleaning, the obvious secrecy surrounding the wall at the back of the room worried him. So he moved the desk out of the way, lifted the tarp, and inhaled sharply.
This was bad. A tapestry of the Higher Order more complete than any he’d seen before, or any reported by the other Censors of the Agency for the Preservation of Humanity.
Willis quickly replaced the tarp and desk. As soon as he’d locked the room, he pulled out his phone and dialed the number for an Alexander Talc.
Talbot arrived the next morning with a song in his heart and a latte in his hand. The former died horribly as soon as he entered his office only to find someone sitting in his chair, and the latter died horribly as it fell from his fingers, limp in shock.
The person in question was a short, slight man who wore thick glasses and a dark gray suit. He was sitting on Talbot’s office chair, facing the now uncovered back wall with all of its eldritch calculations. Talbot’s desk had been moved to the side of the room, left askew with the tarp crumpled up on top.
As Talbot entered, the stranger spun the chair around so he was facing the chemist, a broad smile on his face. He was undeniably attractive, in a delicate sort of way.
“Ah! You must be the aspiring alchemist?” He spoke softly and cheerily, but with an unnerving edge. Talbot couldn’t identify any specific aspect of his voice that disturbed him, but upon further consideration he concluded that it was the incongruity of the situation, the warm friendliness of his tone grating against Talbot’s unease.
Talbot took a step back, shaken. “I don’t… what-”
“Quite an impressive display here. You’ve managed to glean a quite large amount of knowledge about the Higher Order, especially considering you’ve never consulted us at the APH.” He pronounced it phonetically, like Aff.
“What are you-”
Talbot heard a click from behind him, and turned to see Tim Willis, the night janitor, closing and locking his door. He could barely register the betrayal.
“Ah, yes. Tim is working for me. For us. The Agency for the Protection of Humankind really frowns upon anyone attempting to learn the Higher Order.”
Talbot, finally able to form a full sentence, asked, “What’s the Higher Order?”
“You know what it is, of course, although you may not have heard the term. It’s what we call the mechanics of the very fabric of the universe itself. The questions about ‘why are we here?’ and ‘is there a god?’ and all the stuff like that. All theoretical philosophy, basically. And you, apparently through sheer dumb luck,” He turned to admire the mural again, “have managed to find more of it than any human being ever, including us! Quite impressive. Big hand.” The man slow-clapped for Talbot. The small sweet-looking man being sarcastically condescending was jarringly incongruous.
Talbot felt a surge of anger, and it helped him produce a full sentence. “Dumb luck?!?” He advanced on the man. “My Masterwork is the product of 20 years of research and experience! This is the greatest thing anyone has ever done, and how dare you say I achieved it through dumb luck!”
The man raised his hands placatingly. “Okay, okay!” He chuckled. “Years of research, whatever. You found the Higher Order. That’s where we come in.”
“Ah. Well, you see, the reason that no one’s found the entire Higher Order is simple. It’s because we stop them.”
Talbot was incredulous. “What?! Why would you stand in the way of progress like that?!” As a scientist, the possibility that there could be anyone actively against gaining knowledge was incomprehensible to him.
The man grimaced, as though he was about to break some terrible news. “Well… there are some parts of this tapestry you’ve assembled, specifically here...” The man pointed at a small segment of the diagram, a thick horizontal line with four thin lines crossing perpendicularly that turned into five lines on the other side, “That grants access to some other planes of existence. Planes of existence that are home to some very dangerous things. And due to some logistical aspects of the Higher Order,” He gestured at another segment of the diagram entirely composed of square symbols, “if you muck about in their domain, they are able to muck about in ours. The Law of Equivalent Interference.”
“But… how would our finding answers count as ‘mucking about in their domain’? If we knew the danger, we just wouldn’t go there.”
The man was silent, then answered Talbot’s question with a question. “Tell me, Talbot. If humans discovered another dimension, do you really think they’d be able to stay out of it?”
“Fine. But then why do you have to censor the whole thing? Why not give them the benign parts that would still forward human progress by centuries?”
“Because the Higher Order is like Algebra. Or a logic puzzle from Highlights magazine. If you give someone smart enough just a few clues, they’ll eventually assemble the whole picture. Which we desperately want to avoid.”
There was a long and heavy silence.
“Ok.” Said Talbot, wrapping his head around the new information. “So the APH stops people from finding the answers to these questions so our world isn’t destroyed by Fourth Dimensional entities?”
“Exactly!” The man nodded, delighted at Talbot’s comprehension. “Well, they’re technically Fifth Dimensional. The existence of time in our reality means that this is the Fourth Dimension.”
There was another silence.
“Sorry, what was your name again?” Talbot asked.
The man looked utterly devastated. “Oh no! I can’t believe I was so rude!” He vaulted the desk and approached Talbot, stopping just short and shaking his hand. “Alexander Talc, Class 2 Censor Operative for the APH.”
“Censor as in… ?”
“Yes, I censor things. People too, if necessary.”
“So what,” Talbot asked, “You’re here to kill me?”
Talc gasped. “What?!?! No! As if we’d be so barbaric! We’re here to recruit you.”
Talbot’s eyes widened. “Wait, really?”
“Of course! You know more about the Higher Order than any human outside of the APH, and probably more than a majority of those inside of the APH. Your expertise could be vital in preventing a breach in our reality!”
“What would this job entail?”
“Well, we’d need you to fake your death, change your name, burn your research-”
Talbot recoiled.
“Now I know that sounds like a lot,” Talc backpedaled, “But allow me to let you in on a little secret.” He leaned in conspiratorially, then glanced around as though to make sure nobody was listening. Satisfied, he whispered, “The dental is off-the-charts.”
Talbot shook his head. “What happens if I don’t take the job?”
Talc winced. “Things get considerably less pleasant. I have to call in a Class 3 Purge Operative, and that’s always a hassle.”
Talbot chose not to inquire into the purpose of a ‘Purge Operative’.
Talc gently laid a hand on Talbot’s shoulder. “It’s a lot to take in, I know. How about we move to some place more hospitable and you can think it over?”
Talbot nodded, his mind elsewhere. Talc gently guided him out of the room, Willis following and closing the door behind them.
Talbot stared down into his conical paper cup, filled with water that tasted plasticy. The three men were in the lobby of Talbot’s workplace, leaning against a table adorned with donuts and a water cooler.
Talc bit into a day-old bear claw as Talbot swirled his water and considered the situation.
If he accepted the offer, he would be shipped off to another state, away from his home in Bedford, where he would join whatever on earth APH was. Talbot hated the idea of working for an agency whose entire purpose was to destroy knowledge. On the other hand, if he didn’t accept the offer, they’d likely kill him.
Purge Officer…
Would working for the APH really be so bad? Talbot liked Talc enough. Maybe they could be friends. Or… more than friends. And if the APH truly wanted Talbot to be able to suppress the Higher Order, he’d have to know the Higher Order. Which meant research. He could essentially continue on exactly as he was.
Except he would never be recognized as the genius he was. Talbot involuntarily crushed his paper cup as he realized that, if he took the offer, he’d never win a Nobel prize. He’d never present at the Grand Chemistry Convention. He’d never write a revolutionary scientific paper. He would be forgotten.
He knew what he had to do. He couldn’t say no, or he would be killed. He couldn’t accept, or he would be forgotten, which was worse. He had to escape.
But how? This was some sort of world-ruling secret agency. They probably had eyes everywhere. What could he possibly do to get away?
His eyes wandered towards the stairs. The stairs that led to his office, which held the key to every single natural law.
Talbot tossed his cup in the trash, then approached Talc.
“I think I’m ready to make my decision. But first, can I go to the restroom?”
Talc nodded. “Of course! Take all the time you need!”
Talbot nodded and jogged toward the restroom. In the tiled floor under him, he saw Willis’s warped reflection following him discreetly.
He entered the single restroom and quietly opened the window. He could see Willis’s shadow under the door as the man hovered just outside.
Talbot waited a couple seconds, then flushed the toilet, turned on the sink, and silently crept through the window. He fell a few feet to the alley below, and had to suppress a grunt.
Now what? He needed to escape, but his notebook was still upstairs. All his research was in there, and he couldn’t leave it to the APH.
The only ground level entrance to the building was the main lobby door, which was directly in Talc’s sightline. However, who said he had to enter on ground level?
Talbot’s gaze rose to the old fire escape above him. The bottom of the structure was a platform that lined up with the second floor. A ladder was folded up on the platform, an old rusty latch keeping it from reaching ground level. Talbot couldn’t reach the latch from where he was on the ground, so he looked around for a solution.
He had a bum throwing arm, so he couldn’t toss anything up to break it. Unless…
Talbot considered Talc’s words. The very mechanics of the universe itself... He felt a flare of pride as he realized how little Talc truly understood.
The sigil that granted access to the Fifth Dimension was just one of several such Seals. Over all Talbot’s years of study, those portions of the Higher Order were the most applicable. They did not just show universal aspects of reality. They represented those aspects. They were symbolic, and like all symbols, they were powerful.
They were simulacra of natural laws, and could be manipulated in order to manipulate those laws themselves. It allowed anyone who knew the Seals to weave a sort of magic, ignoring the laws of time, space, or gravity by sketching and then destroying the corresponding runes, temporarily destroying that Law’s influence over oneself. Talbot’s hypothesis was that there was a single Greater Seal for each law that controlled that law anywhere and everywhere. If that one was found and destroyed, the laws of reality would change forever.
For greater, wide-scale application, Talbot had scrawled in his notebook, The Greater Aspects must be located and manipulated.
Talbot dropped to the ground and dragged his finger through the alley gravel. He assembled the rocks into a facsimile of a tiny part of the Higher Order, one that he’d experimented with a lot. He looked around for a suitable vessel, settling on a rock. He poured all his mental energy into the stone, and used his hands to scatter the pebbles that made up the Seal of Velocity.
The rock sprang from the ground and soared upwards, clanging against the ladder before anticlimactically falling into a dumpster. From inside, Willis banged on the bathroom door and said something indistinct. Talbot’s second telekinetic toss hit the ladder before falling onto the platform itself. He broke another Seal, and his third throw smacked into the latch, splitting the rusted thing and shooting the ladder downwards.
It made a lot of noise, and Talbot could hear Willis pounding on the bathroom door inside. He seemed to be breaking it down, as Talbot heard wood split with a crunch. Talbot quickly mounted the ladder and climbed up to the platform, trying not to think about the alarming creaking sounds the old construction was making. From there, he took the stairs two at a time, spiraling up and up until he reached the sixth floor.
Six flights of stairs only had him a bit winded by the time he reached his floor. He tried the door to the inside, and found it unlocked.
Talbot entered the hallway outside his office quietly. He considered how this would play out. Willis and Talc would be storming up here at any moment. He had to move quickly.
Talbot entered his workroom, dragging his desk over to block the door. He took a moment to gaze forlornly at his Masterwork, because he would never be able to take it with him. All the same pieces and diagrams were in his notebook, but the full Masterwork was a thing of beauty, one that he would never behold again.
He snapped a picture of it with his phone. It wasn’t the same, but it’d have to do.
Talbot grabbed his notebook, its leather-bound pages bulging with decades of research. Some of the sheaves of paper stuck out at odd angles, newspaper snippets and glossy photographs glued into the most faithful companion Talbot had ever had.
Was there anything else he needed?
The door began to rattle.
Talbot grabbed a sheet of blank paper from his desk and rapidly sketched as many Seals as he could. He had an idea of how he could escape, but he needed to harness his work to do it. Using the Masterwork as a reference, he scrawled the Seal of Time, the Seal of Space, the Seal of Gravity, and, after considering it, the Seal of the Fifth Dimension.
Just in case. He thought.
With a crack, his door burst open, shoving the desk out of the way. Talc and Willis stood there, the latter looking enraged, the former strangely calm.
“Talbot, this doesn’t have to happen this way.” Talc appealed, but Talbot was done listening. He would not be forgotten. He would be immortalized, through his work.
Talbot ripped a corner off of his Seal sheet, and glanced down at the Seal of Time. With a glare at Talc, he stuck it in his mouth and began to chew.
Talbot disappeared with a pop, as Willis lunged towards where he’d just been.
Willis stopped short, then turned to Talc. He was noticeably upset at losing their quarry.
“What do we do now?”
“Well, we follow him.”
Talc approached the Masterwork. “It’s simple. I’m sure Talbot understood that time travel doesn’t work the way everyone thinks it does. Cause and Effect are inextricably linked, and cannot be put out of order. Traveling through time actually just creates another dimension, a splintered facsimile of your original where things play out differently.”
“So… to follow him do we just use the Time Sigil?”
Seal, Willis. And no. That will just create another splinter plane. Now that the reality has already been established, we need to follow him. Using this.”
Talc’s thin fingers traced the outline of another Seal, one Talbot hadn’t thought to inscribe.
“There are many ways to traverse the Multiverse.” Talc said, “Using Seals to rip open the barriers between planes is one of the simplest.”
Talc sketched down two copies of the seal, then separated the two and handed one to Willis. The two locked eyes and nodded in unison. They both rent their sheets in half and disappeared.
Talbot didn’t ‘land’, per se, but he still felt off-balance when he blinked into existence in his office. He staggered, but caught himself before he could fall. The world felt… different here.
Out of everything Talbot had discovered, Multiversal travel was his least considered. He’d been too cowardly to experiment with anything but the Space, Gravity, and Velocity Seals, so this experience was new to him. Naturally, as any scientist does when faced with something unfamiliar, he started taking notes.
Effects of Time/Universe Traversal:
–Slight nausea. Somewhat noticeable. Temporary?
–World overall feels discordant. Silence sounds different than back home. My tinnitus is in another key. Feels like I don’t belong.
–Different frequency hard-coded into every reality?
Before he could assemble an entire thesis on the underlying resonance within the multiverse, he realized with a start that he had to get out of here. Talc and WIllis were likely following him, and even if they weren’t, there were copies of them in this dimension.
Talbot had willed himself about 10 minutes back in time, and it seemed like that’d worked. His Masterwork was complete and the desk and tarp were off to the side. The trio were likely downstairs in the lobby, where Past-Talbot was thinking over the pros and cons of their offer. At least, he thought so. Time travel seemed to create a splintering reality, one that maintained consistency with his original up until the point where he showed up. There were plenty of unfamiliar worlds out there, but the Seal of Time created one quite familiar. Right now Past-Talbot-
Past-Talbot doesn’t sound right. Pretty soon it’ll be my present, then my future. How about Talbot-2?
After settling upon a name to call his double, Talbot exited his office and left through the door that led to the fire escape, in too much of a hurry to close it. He scrambled down the stairs, knocked the latch off the ladder, climbed to the ground, popped open the bathroom window, and climbed inside. Right as he got his arms through, the door opened.
Talbot-2 walked in, then stopped short as he saw himself dangling halfway through the window. Talbot put a finger to his lips, and indicated Willis-2 with his eyes. Talbot-2 silently shut the door, locking Willis-2 outside.
Talbot-2 opened his mouth to speak, but barely got out one word. “What-”
“I’m you, from the future. Well, not from your future, but from a future.”
Talbot-2’s confused expression was replaced with excitement. “So the Time Seal Worked?! Fantastic! What’s it like?!”
“I’d tell you all about it, but I’m currently stuck in a bathroom window and being hunted down by two government agents. Although I don’t actually know if they work for the government…”
Talbot-2 pulled him through the window into the bathroom. “Sorry.”
Once he was in, Talbot glanced at the door behind Talbot-2.
“Okay. Here’s the thing. Some version of Talc and Willis will be here any minute. Whether mine followed me from the future or not, yours will catch on soon. We need to get out of here, and get the Masterwork to somebody else.”
“Wait, which Talc and Willis will show up?”
“One of them… or both of them. It doesn’t really matter! Do we know anybody we can send our notes to?”
Talbot-2 considered it. “Davis?”
Talbot frowned, and opened his notebook to an early page.
Dr. Wilson Davis
–Spineless fool. He calls himself a chemist, but refuses to venture outside the conventions of the industry. No true scientist works a cushy chemical production job! We journey! We endeavor!
Talbot shook his head. “He’d never publish something like this. If they tracked him down, he’d probably take their oppressive offer.”
Dr Monica Johnson
—Chemist and conspiracy nut. Super gullible, but generally a good person.
“She’ll believe anything.” Talbot said. “...Which is actually probably a good thing in this case. If she thinks it’s real, she’ll distribute it, and she’s earnest enough to leave my- our name on it.”
Talbot-2 nodded. “Sounds like a plan. Actually, it sounds like an idea, not a plan. What is our plan?”
Talbot thought for several seconds. “Here’s what we do. You pretend to accept their offer, and do whatever they tell you. If all else fails, you’ll get a cushy job working for the government. Meanwhile, I get this,” Talbot indicated his notebook. “To Johnson, and then…” He paused.
Someone knocked on the door.
“And then?” Talbot-2 prompted in a whisper, glancing behind him.
“Then… I’ll figure something out.”
Talbot-2 nodded. “Alright. Are we ready to go?”
“I think so.” Talbot replied.
Talbot slipped out of the window, and Talbot-2 opened the door to greet Willis-2.
The man peered around him. “Who were you talking to in there?”
Talbot-2 shrugged. “Myself. You know, crazy scientist stuff.”
Talbot dropped to the ground, then produced his sheet of Seals. He picked out one specific design, a circle bisected by a thin line. On one side of the line, a stylized forest thrived, and on the other a pictographic city loomed. Talbot ripped the Seal of Space from his paper and stuck it in his mouth, once again disappearing with a pop.
Talc and Willis appeared in Talbot-2’s workroom, and quickly exited. Both spun in the hallway outside, and both spotted the wide-open door to the fire escape. They both moved down the rickety metal construction and found themselves in an alley behind the building.
“See that?” Talc pointed at the window.
“Yeah. Did he go in through it?” Willis asked.
“Of course. But if he used the Seal of Time to try to come back and alert himself, I’m guessing he came through here to talk to him…self, but he couldn’t have left. The only point at which he was in the bathroom, you were right outside. He popped in, popped out, popped another Seal.”
“Is there any guarantee that he came back to alert himself? He could’ve gone to any point in time.”
“I know his type. The out-there intellectual. He’s been burned by everyone but himself. He’ll only trust himself. And if he came to himself before we’d arrived, he wouldn’t believe him.”
“Sorry, who wouldn’t believe him?”
“Him! Aren’t you-” Talc took a moment to consider the context. “You know what, nevermind. The point is that this reality’s Talbot is now in league with our Talbot, and that’s not good.”
“What do we do?”
“Well firstly, we need to cut it down to one Talbot. Two is too many to deal with.” Talc pushed on his earpiece, then spoke. “Hello? Can you hear me, Talc?” There was silence, until something dawned on him. “Ah, dammit. I can’t call my own earpiece.” He adjusted something on his earpiece. “Willis! Do you copy?” Willis heard Talc both from right next to him and through his earpiece. He didn’t hear the reply, but his earpiece buzzed as its exact copy broadcast something. Willis took his earpiece out and squinted at it, curious about the exact Multiversal properties that bonded it to its clone.
“Yes, this is Talc. But not your Talc. Listen, Talbot ran off to this dimension, and we believe he’s working with your Talbot. We need to meet up, then dispose of the dupe.”
Talc listened for a response, and Willis’s earpiece vibrated as his double presumably replied.
Talc turned to Willis. “Alright. They’ll meet us back in Talbot’s office. There we can get rid of the redundant one and track our quarry.”
Their quarry was currently depositing a large package of brown paper in a big blue mailbox.
Talbot paused as he lowered the boxy parcel. This was his life’s work, his notebook and all his scattered papers, and was the second-most important thing he owned, next to the wall that contained the Masterwork itself, which was likely being dismantled by his enemies at that very moment. This was the last 20 years of his life, and he was about to gamble it away to a crazy woman on the off-chance that his legacy might live on. Talbot wished he’d spent more time with reasonable scientists, if only to expand the pool of people he could mail his book to.
With a deep breath, Talbot released the book, wincing at the gentle ‘paff’ sound it made when it fell onto the envelopes at the bottom of the box.
His job complete, Talbot slipped the hood of his sweatshirt over his head and disappeared into the afternoon.
Guns are inelegant, Talc told his subordinate often. They’re loud, messy. Tools of thugs and soldiers, not agents of a higher purpose.
But there’s a downside to not carrying a gun, Willis countered silently. The difference between shooting a person and being forced to kill them more intimately is palpable, and not often a positive.
Willis considered this as Talbot-2 stopped struggling and finally went limp in his arms. Willis released the garotte from around the man’s throat, then lowered him to the floor of the office.
An irritated sigh came from behind him. Willis turned to see Talc shaking his head and walking toward him.
“No, you need to finish the job.” The man said. He kneeled, took Talbot-2’s forehead in one hand, his chin in the other, then jerked his head to the side, snapping his neck.
“If you stop garrotting when he goes limp, he’s just unconscious.” The other Talc, Talc-2, stated.
Willis nodded, numbly. He didn’t really hear the man.
“I know this is hard,” Talc said, shifting into a gentler tone, “But this is all for the good of humanity. If we let these ideas run wild, we’d all be dead.”
“Worse than dead.” Talc-2 added helpfully. “Our very essences would be consumed by dark beings from beyond our world.”
Willis nodded again. He’d heard it all before. So why did he still find it so hard to hurt people?
“So where’s the other one?” Willis-2 asked, seemingly unaware of his double’s predicament.
“That’s the big question, isn’t it.” Talc-2 mused, “However, before we can ponder it, first things first. We need to get a CC team in here to handle that wall.”
All four men were familiar with the APH Cognito Containment Teams, mysterious individuals in surgical masks that took away artifacts of forbidden knowledge to be stored or disposed of.
Talc-2 clicked his earpiece, then said a series of numbers and codes that were unintelligible to either Willis. He finished by saying, “Please send a Class-4 CC team. Over.”
He turned to the others. “They’re on their way. We need to secure Talbot’s place of residence.”
“Do we know that’s where he’ll go next?” Willis-2 asked.
“Not necessarily,” Talc-1 responded, “But it’s quite likely he’ll at least stop there to retrieve personal effects before going somewhere else.”
Both Willises nodded, almost in sync. The logic made sense. They would lock down Talbot’s house first.
All was silent in the small house several miles outside of town that Talbot called his abode. Then frantic footsteps sounded from outside, as someone ran up the footpath leading to the front door. Then, a faint scratching as Talbot scrambled to fit his key into the lock. A quiet clacking came next, as Talbot’s cat descended his cat-tree and approached the door to see what was happening.
Talbot swung the door open and gently pushed the cat out of his way with his foot.
“Sorry Ozzy,” he muttered.
He produced his debit card and snapped it in half, having extracted all the money from his account before arriving here. He pulled several thousand dollars from his pockets and shoved them in his wallet, his backpack, the pocket on the inside of his jacket, and his shoes.
He grabbed a spare toothbrush and tube of toothpaste from the master bathroom, shoving them into the backpack as well. He was going on the run, for god knows how long.
He paused as his eyes fell on his set of keys. He wouldn’t be taking his car or his house, so they’d likely not be necessary.
But I might as well just in case. Talbot grabbed the jangling key ring and slipped it into the inside pocket of his pants.
His cat mewed at his feet. After a moment’s hesitation, he grabbed his carrier and bowl, both monogrammed with a matching ‘Ozymandius’.
He knew bringing Ozzy was objectively a bad choice. It was impractical and stupid. The cat was loud, and would slow him down. But Talbot couldn’t bear leaving his baby here to be subjected to whatever evil ideas Talc and Willis had in mind.
Talbot coaxed Ozzy into his crate, then picked up the cat and donned his backpack. He took one last look around his house before he opened the front door and was immediately grabbed by both Willises, one of which held a chloroform rag over his mouth until he went limp.
Talbot awoke with a start. He glanced around, disoriented, and immediately registered that he was in some sort of interrogation room. His chair was metal, and bolted to the floor. Before him was a table, and above that table a blinding light mounted on the ceiling shone directly into his eyes. On the wall across from him, very much breaking the theme, was a ‘Hang in there!’ poster and a wall-mounted hand sanitizer dispenser.
Talbot tried to stand, only to find that his wrists and ankles were strapped into the chair. He strained against the bonds, cursing as the straps held strong.
He thought he heard faint snickering.
He turned to glare at the mirror to his right. “What are you planning to do to me?!”
“What are you planning to do to my cat?!?”
More silence.
The Talcs and the Willi were standing behind the one-way mirror on Talbot’s left, looking at the back of his head as he shouted at no one. Talc looked mildly amused at Talbot’s complete misunderstanding of the room’s orientation.
Willis-2 glanced at Talc-2, who shrugged and motioned for Talc-1 to enter the larger room. Talc-1 did as asked.
The door at the front of the room opened, and Talc stepped out. He took a seat across from Talbot, and cleared his throat.
“First off, the most important thing. Your cat will be well-cared for, no matter the outcome of this conversation. Great name, by the way.”
Talbot refused to thank him for the compliment.
Talc cleared his throat, and there was a long silence.
“What about my first question?” Talbot asked, his voice trembling.
Talc sighed, then reached below the table.
Several seconds later, he came back up, notably with some difficulty. He slammed Talbot’s notebook down on the table. Next to it, he laid the sheet of seals Talbot had used to traverse space and time.
Talbot was stricken. “How did you-!?”
“Find this? Simple deduction. I’m frankly insulted that you didn’t consider that we’ve been tailing everyone you know for months. Johnson was the only person you could send this to.”
“What did you do to her?!”
“Nothing! We’re not the bad guys here, Talbot. We pulled the package from her porch before she ever got involved. We’d never hurt anyone.”
“Then where am I?” Talbot spat, then rephrased. “I mean… where is the version of me from here? Wait, are you from here or there?”
“I’m from there, assuming you mean your original reality. And Talbot-2 is fine. He’s in the next room.”
Willis winced behind the mirror.
“You never actually answered my question.” Talbot said quietly.
Talc pursed his lips regrettably.
“Well… here’s the thing, Talbot. What I’d like to do is offer you a chance to redeem yourself. I’d like to let you join the APH and help us protect humanity. But you’ve made it clear that that’s not what you want, and if we let you into our fold now, we’d forever be looking over our shoulders, wondering whose side you were truly on. And we can’t just let you go, no no. Your theories would largely be regarded as crackpot, but there are ways to prove these things, and you would certainly find them.”
Talbot swallowed. “Couldn’t you just… you know… erase my memory?”
Talc stifled a laugh. “Unfortunately, this is not Men In Black. Actions have consequences. There are no take-backs. And I’m sorry, Talbot, but this is it for you.” Talc stood, turned on his heel, and left.
“Why the hell’d you wake him up just to tell him that?” Willis muttered behind the glass.
“Hey, wait!” Talbot screamed at him as he departed, but there was no response.
Talbot tried to stand again, but slammed back into his chair as the bonds held.
Willis entered a few minutes later, holding a syringe. He winced at the sight before him. Talbot was hunched over, resting his head on the table. His shoulders were bobbing as though he was sobbing quietly.
Willis approached Talbot and tightened the strap on his right wrist. He moved around him and reached for his left hand, only to see that the strap had been sawed apart, and Talbot’s hand was free.
Willis grabbed his elbow, but Talbot struggled against the man’s grasp. The scientist was trying to keep it firmly on the table under his face.
Frustrated, Willis grabbed Talbot’s head and lifted it back, so he was sitting up straight.
As he beheld Talbot’s face, Willis felt a bolt of fear lance through him. The man was smiling, but it was not a happy smile.
It was the smile of a trapped animal that knew it would take a limb before it went down. With his eyes, Talbot indicated downwards. Willis slowly lowered his vision to the stainless steel tabletop. In Talbot’s hand was a housekey, the teeth worn down from sawing through the leather strap and scratching a symbol into the table. Right under his hand, the surface was pockmarked with the Seal of the Fifth Dimension.
Willis lunged for Talbot’s wrist, but it was too late. The alchemist brought the key across the symbol, carving another scratch to break the Seal and the boundaries between their reality and one far darker. Neither man had time to scream.
Talbot felt himself slip free of the chair, and out of the leather strap around his wrist.
Willis’s grip loosened, and it felt like he was flung across whatever intermediary pathway connected the fourth and fifth dimensions.
Part Two posted promptly!
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2023.05.29 12:56 woozleuwuzzle Where do you you get your graphic novels?

Where do you you get your graphic novels?
As of 5 months ago, I am back into the comic fold after a 30 year hiatus. As a kid, I spent my entire paycheck on pulls every week, and a couple hundred dollars bought a lot of comics each week in the ‘90’s! So this time, my rule is graphic novels only to-
1) help/try keep down the cost and
2) they look so much cooler then a bunch of long boxes and can actually be displayed (for me it’s in my closet, but still love the look over stacks of white boxes. I just leave the doors open all the time, ha).
Anywho, I’ve mainly been using the big A for purchases as they’ve had most of what I’ve wanted brand new, and my LCS is 45 min away and their selection is limited at best.
I’ve used BAM for new and the ‘Bay and Abe books for some oldehard to find ones but I’m at the point where I’m mainly ready for new releases or recent publishings, so my question is this-
Where do you generally purchase your new orders or pre-releases from? Is it your LCS and if so, do they do pulls on graphic novels for you? Is that a thing? Or do you use/prefer a specific website because of the selection, shipping, or pricing?
Thanks for your time and reading my rambling, I really do love this sub and seeing everyone’s collection and being like ‘I have that too!’ Or reading everyone’s recommendations or a book they just discovered or adore.
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2023.05.29 12:22 Scorpwanna Scam Calls

At work today the phone rang.
me: "Dollar General in LocationNameHere this is myname, how can I help you?"
FakeERC: "Hi this is blah from ERC, we have you scheduled for maintenance today. We see that your HHT is having a hard time connecting to the internet and your Pinpad's are needing to be rebooted in between transactions... We...."
me: "I know that this is a scam call, goodbye"
FakeERC: "uh....goodbye..."

Question is, how many of you out there think this is just Dollar General testing us? The last time I got one of these calls, I played along with it to a certain point then revealed I knew it was fake :).
FakeTech: "Hi, this is so'n'so from ERC tech support. We've noticed that your card machine isn't working for some cards and we need to run a software update on your pinpad, which system do you have? Is it the old system or the new one?"
me: "Wouldn't you know which one we have?"
FakeTech: "We don't have your store down as to which one you have"
me: "ahh, I see. What version will you be updating to?"
FakeTech reads out some random numbers with a dot in it
me: "That doesn't make sense, why would we downgrade to such a low version if this is suppose to be an upgrade?"
FakeTech starts sounding nervous, starts to fidget his words, "uh, I'm receiving another call for support, do you have a personal phone number I can call to call you back on?"
me: "I don't have a phone :(."
beep beep beep beep beep
Another favorite of mine from 2 years ago
FakeErc: "Hi this is, so'n'so from ERC, I need to run a check on your system, we've noticed a few problems with your card activation"
me: "Oh? Yeah it's been acting up..."
FakeERC: "...oh uh, yeah I'm going to need you to run a few codes to get everything started"
me: "ok, well what do i do?"
FakeERC: "I need you to type in 499 and press F2"
me: holds hand over the phone and starts laughing and says "Ok, typed in, uh, it's rebooting..." (doesn't really type anything because I know what that does anyway.
FakeERC: "good good, tell me when it's done"
me: "it's done, now what do I do?"
FakeERC: "Ok, on your menu screen I need you to go to....."
A customer shows up at my register
me: "sorry, this was fun, I know you're not ERC heh, but I had a good laugh. Right now I have a customer so I need to check them out, bye!"
beep beep beep beep beep
Do you have any cool fake erc stories?
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2023.05.29 11:14 Old-Owl-7966 [product question] thoughts on dollar general's new skincare?

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2023.05.29 11:10 spunchy M&B 2023 Lecture 3: Money and the State: Domestic

M&B 2023 Lecture 3: Money and the State: Domestic
For our schedule and links to other discussions, see the Money and Banking 2023 master post.
This is the discussion thread for Economics of Money and Banking Lecture 3: Money and the State: Domestic.
The lecture discusses the history of the US monetary system from the Civil War, through the national banking system, to the formation of the Fed. The currency principle (scarcity of ultimate money) dominated during the national banking era, whereas the banking principle (elasticity of credit) was the guiding principle of the Federal Reserve System. We dig deeper into some the ideas from last week's Allyn Young reading, with more opportunity to practice thinking in terms of balance sheets. We also contrast the central bank's role as a banker's bank with its role as a government bank.
I will largely leave aside for today the whole issue of the money standard—gold, silver, or fiat—but we will come back to it after the midterm.—Lecture Notes

Part 1: FT: Quantitative Easing and the Fed

Here is Mehrling's chart of the Fed's balance sheet changes in 2008.
I've created some simplified/stylized balance sheets below to illustrate Mehrling's explanation of QE.
After Bear Stearns, the Fed did not immediately expand its balance sheet. Instead, it replaced some of its holdings of Treasuries with loans to banks and dealers.
The operation is an asset disintermediation combined with a mutual obligation. The private sector ends up holding Treasuries directly instead of currency. Meanwhile, the Fed issues new currency as it lends to banks and dealers.
The first round of quantitative easing was arguably the simplest thing they did. It was largely a classic "swap of IOUs" balance sheet expansion in which the Fed made more loans by issuing reserves.
QE2 was a bit more complicated. As the QE1 loans were repaid, the Fed prevented its balance sheet from shrinking by buying up mortgage-backed securities.
The term "quantitive easing" refers to the liability side of the Fed's balance sheet—the expansion of reserves in the banking system. But at the time this was all happening, the chairman of the Fed, Ben Bernanke, wanted to call it "credit easing" to emphasize the asset side of the Fed's balance sheet. What mattered to him was which assets the Fed was buying and which markets they were backstopping.
There were even efforts to neutralize the effects of excess reserves. The orange area on the liabilities side of the Fed balance sheet comes from the Treasury's "Supplementary Financing Program." The Treasury issued debt and sat on the money. They did this for the purpose of sucking reserves out of the banking system.

Part 2: Allyn Young: Money and Economic Orthodoxy

We get some insight into Allyn Young's perspective. Some of his positions are more controversial than they appear.
He's challenging Economists on three points.
The notion that money is just there—we just use money because of the inconvenience of barter. This is a very old trope in economics. —Lecture
It's not clear to me that this "trope" is wrong. The following things can be simultaneously true:
  1. Money exists because of the inconvenience of barter.
  2. Organized markets have never traded goods for goods.
If barter is so inconvenient, the absence of barter-based economies is exactly what we should expect.
The absence of a well-developed financial system impedes economic growth.
Currency Principle—
Young sees the Fed as providing an elastic money supply to escape the problematic monetary scarcity during the national banking era. He also wants the Fed to keep speculation in check through financial system management. Left alone, speculative bubbles can destabilize the system.
Young emphasizes the importance of the central bank as a public institution, but he opposes the notion that the value of money ultimately comes from the state. This is, perhaps, part of why he pushes so hard for the gold standard. But even if money isn't fundamentally "a creature of the state," it is still possible for government to manage the economy's monetary standard.

Part 3: National Banking System Before the Fed

The previous lecture focused on the general hierarchical nature of money and credit. Here, we look at the hierarchical structure within the commercial banking system. Not all bank deposits are equal. Before the Fed, deposits at the big New York banks acted as reserves for everyone else.
The Fed came about partly because we wanted a reserve system not privately controlled by rich New York bankers.

Part 4: Civil War Finance, Bonds, Loans

Initially, the government sold bonds to the private sector. No new deposits are created. The deposits simply move from the private sector to the government. The government expands its balance sheet, but nobody else does.
On the banking sector's balance sheet, I've shaded the transfer of deposits in blue to denote payment by novation. The government deposit account takes on liabilities previously held in the private sector's deposit account.
Once the government can't sell bonds to the private sector anymore, they sell directly to the banks. This is just a classic mutual-obligation swap of IOUs:
In this case the banking sector is directly funding the government, not just transferring funds it is holding for the private sector. And it is funding the government by expanding the supply of money. How so? When the banking system swaps IOUs with the government, it expands both sides of its balance sheet, so total deposit liabilities increase.—Lecture Notes
Finally, we get Salmon P. Chase sucking up all the gold. It starts with a swap of IOUs, but then the government demands payment of those IOUs:
Note that when the government withdraws the deposit, the banking system loses its accumulated gold. Once the banking system has no more gold, its promises to pay gold (its deposits) lose their credibility, and banks accordingly “suspend convertibility”. Deposits are no longer promises to pay gold, so what are they?—Lecture Notes

Part 5: Civil War Finance, Legal Tenders

The legal tenders insert themselves into the hierarchy between gold and deposits. They replace gold at the top of the hierarchy.
The legal tenders fell to fifty cents on the dollar. But they were all eventually redeemable at par by 1879. This is expensive for the government because they essentially paid back a dollar for every fifty cents they borrowed.

Part 6: National Banking System, Origins

In the national banking system, 2% government bonds are the collateral that backs the issue of private bank notes. This is a way of using the private banking system to monetize government debt in the absence of a central bank.
I've shaded the entire transaction between the government and the private sector yellow to denote an asset swap. They're both money liabilities of the issuing bank. Implicit in the above balance sheets is a refinancing of deposits into bank notes.
The below set of balance sheets adds an explicit refinancing step in which the private sector exchanges its deposits for bank notes.
After the war, the government wasn't issuing any further greenbacks or 2% bonds. This constrained any expansion of the money supply.

Part 7: National Banking System, Instability

Money demand fluctuated seasonally in the US, but money supply was constrained. Every harvest, the farmers drained cash from the banking system. This caused seasonal financial instability under the national banking system.

Part 8: Federal Reserve System, Plan

Mehrling talks about the essential public-private hybridity of money and the monetary system. Reserves are managed publicly, but bank deposits are created in the private sector. The Fed is hybrid too. It is both a bank for financing the government and a bank that keeps the reserves for the retail banking system. It's called the Federal Reserve System because it was conceived as a constellation of central banks, each one holding the banking reserve for its region.
Here is the set of balance sheets that Mehrling draws on the blackboard:
According to my reading of Young, this is not correct.
  1. There is no "Federal Reserve System" that is issuing notes. The notes are liabilities of the individual reserve banks.
  2. In the original design, the Fed bought commercial paper from its member banks at a discount. It did not advance money (lend) against collateral.
  3. "Rediscount" referred to the member bank discounting with its reserve bank. The "original" discount was when the member bank discounted the commercial paper from Main Street.
Allyn Young only describes two layers of hierarchy: the member bank and its reserve bank.
The reserve bank is supplying elasticity by discounting commercial paper (e.g. bills of exchange) from its member banks, as in the following set of balance sheets.
By 1918 (I think), the reserve banks were also allowed to make advances, as below:
This lending also went through the "discount window."
Today, the Fed still lends through the discount window. It doesn't do any actual discounting anymore. When member banks go to the Fed's discount window, they borrow against collateral.

Part 9: Federal Reserve System, Actual

Thanks to World War I, the Fed ended up lending money to the Treasury. The Fed and all the other banks became "stuffed" with Treasury bills. Since banks could always sell Treasury bills to meet their liquidity needs, they didn't need to discount commercial paper with (or borrow from) their reserve banks.
Today, open-market operations using Treasury bills are considered a normal instrument of the Fed's monetary policy. The discount window exists (for advances) but isn't used much, partly due to stigma.
Please post any questions and comments below. We will have a one-hour live discussion of Lecture 3 and Lecture 4 on Monday May 29th at 2:00pm EDT.
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2023.05.29 09:01 Immatalkmyshit 🚌

I don’t who said it but when they were passing syasia to nika there were hype she smelt like lotion/Clean. Them big kids never once took a shower,all they did was clean up haul trash, go to Dollar general with a 2 dollar budget then went home to eat slop.
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2023.05.29 08:58 Immatalkmyshit Siblings

I don’t who said it but when they were passing syasia to nika there were hype she smelt like lotion/Clean. Them big kids never once took a shower,all they did was clean up haul trash, go to Dollar general with a 2 dollar budget then went home to eat slop.
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2023.05.29 08:32 DoUdowOrUpVoteNwhy 6 brain surgeries/nerve blocks/ablasions/physical therapy/prayer/all failed. 7 years in & now I need experimental surgeries etc. Here to help & offer advice covering medical costs for care.

OP: 6 brain surgeries/nerve blocks/ablasions/physical therapy/prayeall failed. 7 years in & now I need experimental surgeries etc. Here to help & offer advice covering medical costs for care.
NOT OFFERING MEDICAL ADVICE, but my personal perspective and experience. I’ve ran out of all cure options in my home state and so now I am going to sign on with the University of Texas Trigeminal Neuralgia Research Center.
I am waiting to hear back from the judge and SSC office to see if I am approved for disability, this is my 5th time applying since 2016. It’s extremely hard to get disability in my state, always has been.
Going from gritting and grinding and forcing myself to work when I shouldn’t be because I’ve been hospitalized so many times, fluid in my leg that almost could of turned into a blood clot or before they looked at it they assumed a clot was present, luckily there wasn’t, I have almost had serious strokes/heart palpitations or heart attacks from the wear and tear on my body with the pain already pushing my body way past the pain threshold increasing my blood pressure, for the last 6 months my blood and body temperature was very very hot and nothing would reslly help with me cooling it, it finally subsided a couple of months ago, since 2016 when I was diagnosed I have been going from being physically able to work to being no good at all and being able to not do much else except shower and rest and the 7 years stint I am still fighting like everyone here has finally broke my body down and 99% of the things I used to do I am not able to do. I am a hardcore basketball fanatic and prior to my wreck I was regularly attending and playing basketball at Southeast Christian Church off of Blankenbaker Parkway very often and I was also baptized there. Well after my wreck I haven’t been able to play basketball not one single day and that right there really weighs my spirits down because if I has nothing else at points in my life I have always been able to find solace and release there.
Another sufferer of the TN referred me to the research center and I have things in the works to get going asap, the main issue which I am certain a lot of us have to deal with is missing work/self employment bc of the pain spikes on the really bad days/weeks/months really saps our income and lends itself to putting us past due on bills or making late payments.
I also have a plethora of major health problems which only compounds the pain and discomforts of the TN so I have a lot to handle and I am certain that a lot of you can relate.
With that said I have set up a fundraiser to help cover medical costs and the like, I don’t know if any of you have thought about setting one up, but if it would help you with anything like surgery, treatments, medicine, old bills, etc, then I think it’s worth considering.
I can explain the entire process of all my attempted cures, the evolution of my medication fluctuations and efficacy, and walk you through dealing with the mental aspect prior to any major surgery mainly or anything minor too like physical therapy, I can list the order in which my operations occurred, and then just anything in general I can answer please ask.
I am making a Discord and a Facebook group for us TN 1/2 sufferers. Of course with my luck I ended up with 1; Another driver caused a very serious wreck that would of killed me had I not had on my seatbelt on and it severely damaged my entire neck and spine.
Ok you all, idk you, but I love you all and I care about you all, and remember NEVER GIVE UP! I know what you’re going through and will go through. If you are having very bad thoughts about yourself with your pain please, please call a friend or family member or the sucuide prevention line:
The 988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline (formerly known as the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline) is a United States-based suicide prevention network of over 200+ crisis centers that provides 24/7 service via a toll-free hotline with the number 9-8-8. It is available to anyone in suicidal crisis or emotional distress. The caller is routed to their nearest crisis center to receive immediate counseling and local mental health referrals. The Lifeline supports people who call for themselves or someone they care about.
So their number is: 988
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2023.05.29 08:02 whistlerdash Wanted to get reddits thoughts on this build.

been slowly piecing it together and I'm very close to purchasing it - decided to get an outside take before I do. First, the parts I've picked out so far:
rzyen 9 7900x asus rog strix x670e-a
corsair h150i capellix XT
2x corsair vengeance 64 (2x32) 5600 (128 total)
samsung 980 pro 2tb (and a 4tb 7200rpm drive)
corsair 5000D (plus 7x sp120 fans)
corsair RM1000x 1000W PSU
MSI suprim liquid x 4090
The one bit I really can't decide on atm is the monitors - I'm probably going with 2 - any advice on these in particular would be nice, but any comments/recommendations on the overall build is welcome too. Its been a solid 10+ years since I've built a PC, so I'm not entirely confidant in my decisions here.
Regarding monitors (and the entire build in general) - it's primarily work related - I do a lot of 3d/3d rendering work (think blender) - plus a healthy amount of photoshop, which is where the hefty gpu/cpu come in - though I also plan on using it for gaming in my downtime. (likely somewhere around 80/20 in favor of work) so I'd want it to be good for both purposes. I'm trying to balance display quality (2k/4k) with more "gaming" features (like high refresh rate), and trying to stick with an IPS monitor for color accuracy and better viewing angles (my current monitors are TN, and are awful for this stuff. Just sitting back in my chair the color difference is noticeable at say the top and bottom of the screen). I'm also trying to keep the price down (below $300 usd if possible), plus I'm limited to a max size of 27in for space reasons. Basically I'm struggling to find monitors that meet my "work" criteria (2k/4k, IPS, 24 or 27in), and would be decent for gaming as well, AND don't cost ~6-700+ ea. Ultimately I'll probably end up sacrificing on refresh rate in favor of higher resolution while keeping costs down, but if anyone has any recommendations of something that seems to meet my criteria, please throw them my way.
All that aside, I'd welcome any suggestions on the main build as well. I'm trying to not spend too much more on it, since it's already running a fairly high cost, so I'd only submit upgrades to the build if it's a massive difference, or little to no cost difference. Downgrades I'd consider if what I'm buying is complete overkill (except on the GPU - that one is in for sure) or if the downgrades are somehow better - for example, I'm not too well versed these days on CPU's, so I tended to gravitate towards the highest end "affordable" one i could find.
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2023.05.29 07:43 paradoxmhfu basic school laptop recommendation needed

looking for a budget laptop for general schoolwork. im not a computer science major, or art major, and will not be running any intense software so i dont imagine i will need a gpu. i would however like a decent processor and ssd so that i can kick around fairly quick on the internet to get my work done. my budget is perhaps 400 to 500 dollars. i know a good bit about desktops but next to nothing about laptops so any recommendations are welcome! I'm not against buying used or older models. thanks in advance!
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2023.05.29 07:17 libranettuneplum eBay Gift Cards at Dollar General

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2023.05.29 07:04 ruKawin Monday, Week of 29th May 2023

Monday, Week of 29th May 2023
This edition of The Weekly Spin is published on-chain via and can be collected at:

The Weekly Spin. Fourth Edition. What a weekend for the markets. US Core PCE inflation data comes in high, the bi-partisan government reached an unprecedented “deal” on raising the debt ceiling (no dollar cap, but time cap instead?!) which is expected to be voted for on Wednesday, and the price of Bitcoin rallies off the weekly 200-MA into higher dominance levels than previously thought possible. Many of the altcoins are in the green and the technicals look attractive… however, the fundamentals tell a completely disjointed story: with the debt ceiling increased indefinitely until 2025, the US government are likely to start selling Treasury Bills into the market – soaking up a heavy amount of liquidity away from the risk-assets, which already have low liquidity and will be prone to extreme volatility. TNFA, these are just the facts and you are welcome to arrive at your own conclusions – but word to the wise, please trade responsibly!
On the other side of the world, we have a ballooning narrative in the Asian markets as Hong Kong is expected to open up for retail investors from June 1st – and surprisingly, the Chinese Municipality released a Whitepaper on everything Web3. Exchanges are opening in full compliance in Hong Kong, Japan, and waves of liquidity are flowing in from the Middle-east nations (Saudi Arabia, UAE). So goes the ebb and flow of the money… where does it go? Nobody knows.
Highlights of the past week include Stably’s introduction of #USD, the first implementation of a stablecoin on the Bitcoin Network; Circle’s CEO says that AI bots are transacting in USDC, creating wallets on their own — challenging a long held issue I’ve had personally: are we really going to use the same currencies as AI? The Multichain Team was allegedly arrested in China, putting some uncertainty over its major integrations such as Fantom Network. Coinbase released Base L2’s roadmap, Worldcoin raised 9-figures, Polygon launches Nailwal, Binance enters the NFT lending market, OKex launches spot in HK, Binance in Japan, and a bunch of stuff happening with Tornado Cash. Also, two of our industry’s top thought leaders featured in the TL section, Vitalik and Jameson… here is our round-up of curated news and opinions (surely biased) from the world of Blockchain, keeping you informed into the market news with the most trending, in-the-know, and controversial topics. In the name of transparent, dissemination of information to keep you curious, inspired, and clinically sane…
Ongoings at Coinweb
Coinweb’s Monthly Event set for June 1st, at the Soho House Bangkok
Coinweb is now Live on Zealy! Join our community of Questooors on the Zealy (formerly Crew3) platform to earn XP and special privileges – including an opportunity to participate in our Alpha Wallet Tester Program!
Implementing Gas Fee Abstraction on Coinweb
Coinweb’s Monthly Event Marks 1 Year Anniversary of Organising “The Best Events in the Crypto Space” feat. KuCoin Labs, Elevate Ventures, and Gangster All-stars
Coinweb Completes Integration of 4 New Blockchains Delivering Along its Roadmap for Cross-Chain Interoperability
Coinweb Prioritises Community Trust with Transparent Reserve Allocation
CWEB Token Usage and Utility
Coinweb has Closed $2 Million Fundraising Round from SAVA Investment Management
Coinweb Labs is proud to unveil LinkMint 📷📷, our groundbreaking Cross-Chain Tokenisation Platform and DeconX, our integrated native DEX! Live Walkthrough Demonstration for the Community by Toby, Knut, and Alexander.
Toby’s full presentation at Token2049-London

On the Radar
Israel Crypto Conference, May 29-30 (Tel Aviv)
Interoperability vs. Security Coinweb Event, Jun 1 (Bangkok) US Jobless Claims Report, Jun 1 (Washington DC) US Debt Ceiling Vote, Jun 1 (Washington DC) Apple Worldwide Devcon, Jun 5 (Cupertino) Non Fungible Conference, Jun 7-9 (Lisbon) AIBC Asia, Jul 19-22 (Manila)
TOKEN2049, Sep 13-14 (Singapore)
Blockchain Events curated by CryptoNomad

On the Block(chain)
Stably introduces #USD, the first Bitcoin network stablecoin
Morgan DF Fintoch goes radio silent after rugging $31.6M
Circle CEO says that AI bots are transacting USDC, creating wallets
Multichain team allegedly arrested in China
Deposit suspensions hit bridged tokens pending multichain team’s clarification
Whales make sudden multi-million dollar moves on Lido DAO, Illuvium and Holo

Competitive Landscape
Coinbase reveals base layer-2 network roadmap
Forward and Boba Network partners to create framework for scalability, usability, and flexibility in DeFi
Polygon’s Nailwal awaits gaming crypto revolution
Trezor sales soar 900% amid Ledger’s seed recovery controversy
Sam Altman’s Worldcoin raises $115M in Series C round
DCG shutters TradeBlock institutional trading platform
Binance enters the NFT lending market with loan service
OKX expands services to Hong Kong, enabling spot trading

US. Coordinated Regulation Failures
US debt ceiling: Democrats and Republicans agree deal in principle, Joe Biden says
Ron Desantis promises to protect Bitcoin and oppose a CBDC as president
Unbanked shuts down crypto services, says US regulations prevented fundraising
US Treasury challenged over Tornado Cash sanctions
Coinbase-supported motion counters Tornado Cash sanctions

Hong Kong's Crypto Licensing Regime Expected to Launch Next Month
New Crypto Rules Suggest Hong Kong Is ‘Testing Ground’ for China, Say Experts
Municipal government in China releases blockchain white paper
EU watchdog does not deem crypto link to TradFi ‘significant’ to pose systemic risk yet
South Korea implements crypto disclosure mandate for officials for 2024
Norges Bank urges nation to forge ahead with national crypto regulation
Binance assists US in freezing $4.4m tied to North Korea
Credit Suisse Loses Singapore Court Case With Georgian Tycoon
UK sees over 40% surge in crypto-related fraud cases
South Korea’s Coinone rocked by crypto listing bribery scandal

Thought Leadership
Don't overload Ethereum's consensus – Vitalik Buterin
A Critique of Softwar Concepts – Jameson Lopp
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2023.05.29 06:38 sjwilli Two questions from a beginner.

  1. If you're buying your first bike, would your opinion be to buy more of a basic bike first (I'm thinking of something like a stump jumper or a Trek Roscoe)? Or would you buy a better bike right off the bat? My coworker has me nearly talked into a Pivot Trail 429
  2. In general, do we trust pinkbike? Are there any guarantees against scams? I'm nervous to spend thousands of dollars on a bike online (after I'm sure of fit, geometry, etc)
I'm lucky enough that I could afford either, but obviously don't want to spend a ton of money if I don't have to.
Someone talk me into a decision here.
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2023.05.29 06:30 Dry_Cartographer8694 🤬🤬

Why the fuck Nika standing her big wide ass up there yelling about hurry up with the trash but she ain’t helping to do shit? I wanna take an axe and split her ass in 2. Bitch….buy some mf big trash bags!!!!!! You big dumb dummy! How the fuck they suppose to hurry and they gotta carry everything one by one and walk through mud and rain puddles? I hate this bitch. And why go in the dollar general if you ain’t got no money? What happened to big money grip??😂 passing out money last week balling. You gave the kids they own money right? So why didn’t they spend it in dollar general so they could get what they want? Oh, that’s right… took it back. You a sorry big silverback, brown tooth, moose head, long face SpongeBob ass bitch!
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2023.05.29 06:20 hephalumph Fulcrum


Fulcrum (Randall Baron) - PL 10

Age: 28
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 183 lb.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown

Strength -1, Stamina 0, Agility 0, Dexterity 2, Fighting -1, Intellect 0, Awareness 2, Presence 0

Benefit, Wealth 4 (multimillionaire), Luck, Luck (Edit Scene), [Luck, Luck (Edit Scene), Luck (Instant Counter), Luck (Recover)]

Expertise: Gambling 4 (+4), Persuasion 4 (+4), Sleight of Hand 2 (+4)

Blessed Existence
(Advantages: Luck, Luck (Edit Scene), Luck (Instant Counter), Luck (Recover))
Danger Sense: Senses 1 (Danger Sense: Mental)
Enhanced Trait 48 (Traits: Dodge +10 (+10), Parry +11 (+10), Will +8 (+10), Fortitude +10 (+10), Insight +6 (+8), Perception +4 (+6), Ranged Combat +8 (+10))
Flight 1 (Speed: 4 miles/hour, 60 feet/round; Flaws: Limited: Half Speed (2MPH, 30FPR))
Protection 10 (+10 Toughness)
Regeneration 1 (Every 10 rounds)
Newton's Third Law
Blast: Damage 10 (Linked; karma, bestowed, luck, DC 25; Extras: Increased Range: ranged, Reaction 3: reaction, Variable Descriptor 2: broad group - Damage type matches deflected attack; Flaws: Source: Powered by an Enemy's attack)
Deflect 10 (Linked; karma, bestowed, luck; Extras: Increased Range: perception, Reflect; Flaws: Quirk 2: Cannot protect someone who started a fight.)

Initiative +0
Blast: Damage 10, +10 (DC 25)
Grab, -1 (DC Spec 9)
Throw, +2 (DC 14)
Unarmed, -1 (DC 14)

Motivation: Karma: I have a list of individuals I have wronged in the past, and am constantly trying to make reparations for my misdeeds. Aside from that personal quest, I have been charged by Karma herself to expand this and balance the scales whenever I can.
Power Loss: If I ignore a mission given to me by Karma, or if I begin to behave badly, an abnormal amount of minor bad things begin obviously happening to me and those around me. If I do not heed that warning, I will lose my powers until I have attoned for my misdeeds.


Dodge 10/0, Parry 10/-1, Fortitude 10/0, Toughness 10, Will 10/2

Power Points
Abilities 4 + Powers 135 + Advantages 6 + Skills 5 (10 ranks) + Defenses 0 = 150

Personal Details
(This is a blatant ripoff of "My Name is Earl", if it was not obvious)
Randall Baron was a two-bit con man and gambler. Not particularly successful in either venture, he made the minimal amount he needed to live a welfare redneck lifestyle. Coasting from con to con, city to city, he felt he was living a free life, without being tied down to a job or any responsibilities.
Then his life changed. He bought a scratch ticket at a gas station and won a 20 million dollar jackpot. Just as he was celebrating his good fortune, he was shot and nearly killed - an 'innocent bystander' casualty as the gas station he had just left was being robbed.
He had even noticed the duo on their way into the gas station, knew they were probably up to no good, and decided to ignore them.
While he was recovering in the hospital, he saw an interview on the TV; and he is still not sure if it was the pain medicine he was on, a glitch in the TV, or Karma herself calling out to him. But it was a philosopher speaking about Karma, and a single sentence was repeated over and over - he believes on the TV itself, but possibly it was all in his head.
"Your good thoughts, deeds, and words, will lead to beneficial effects, while your bad thoughts, deeds, and words, will lead to harmful effects."
Taking it as a sign, and with a fresh perspective on life thanks to his brush with death, he pledged himself right then and there to rectify all of his misdeeds. He began making a list of all of his cons, thefts, and plain bad behavior and vowed to himself that he was going to make things right.
Seemingly immediately after that, his condition stabilized and he surprised his doctors with how quickly he was healing.
He left the hospital within the week, far sooner than they had warned him he would be in there, and on his way out he got something stuck to the bottom of his shoe - his winning lottery ticket; he had dropped it when he was shot, and somehow it found its way back to him days later and miles away at the hospital.
He began using the money to aid him in righting his own personal wrongdoings, and the more he did so, the better he felt and the better his luck seemed to become in general. Until one day when he got a sudden urge to help someone who was not on his list, and as he did so he felt like he was a conduit for the incarnation of Karma itself.
As he continued righting wrongs and protecting those he could from being harmed, he seemed to unlock more and more access to Karma's favor - to the point he recognized that he has indeed gained supernatural benefits and powers to use in her name.
He adpoted the persona of Fulcrum, after searching for names related to balance or karma (it is the point where a scale balances). And he has just begun to explore his powers, and to seek out others to work with to help right the wrongs and balance the scales.
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2023.05.29 05:48 Ok_Ebb_888 [product question] thoughts on dollar general's new skincare?

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2023.05.29 05:33 ConstructionLow3054 Any advice on how to be okay with money grabs?

I know that it is a common misconception that vets are only out to get money. However, our clinic is known for being expensive in comparison to other clinics in the city. I always rationalized it before as okay because we have more staff and staff was paid decently and we did give an exceptional level of care.
However I recently had to take my own cat to another clinic and what I ended up paying was hundreds of dollars less than what we would charge at our clinic, which shocked me. Our clinic does 100-200% markup on pretty much everything. Some things I feel like the price is to be expected, but what really gets me is that our euthanasia costs are about 4x the cost of other clinics in the area (think 400$ for a general cremation for a 5kg cat, not getting any paw prints or ashes back or anything). And a tech does all of the sedation/placing a cathetewalk-in the client through the process, and then the vet only shows up at the last minute for the final injection, which seems impersonal and horrible for the price. This, and the fact that most clients are completely unaware that if they go to a different clinic down the road or drive 30 minutes to a rural clinic the cost would be drastically different. The number of animals we have euthanized recently because clients could not afford to pay for treatment, and then had to borrow money or take on extra lines of credit just to afford the euthanasia. - and then not even be able to afford something as small as an ink paw print. It’s just getting very hard to see. Any suggestions on how to handle this emotionally?
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2023.05.29 05:14 AlarmedSoup9500 Should I get a transfer to a new area at my company or should I go to college

I’ve just moved out of my house to my family’s for a couple weeks there is nothing really holding me in my small town. Should I go to a small community college or go live in the city by transferring to a different dollar general. The city I’d go to has a few good deals for housing that I see within walking distance of where I’d be working or should I get a loan and try to get a degree in computer science in another town while living in the dorms.
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2023.05.29 04:48 yoowerethegoo My LAR Review and tips for living there

I have lived in LAR in the past and I want to share my experience and opinion to help students pick out where they want to live. In general, it's a very "okay" experience, there are good and bad points like every other dorm, but I was very happy to move out of it.
LAR is located east of the bottom-right corner of the Quad. It is behind Allen Hall, and so is next to the CRCE gym and the McKinley Health Center. The location is pretty nice, I can walk to the Union in like 12 minutes, to ISR in 10 and to PAR in less than 10. There is a bus stop behind LAR (in front of Allen) and in front of LAR, so getting around the campus is not too difficult.
The building is pretty old, which has the plus of looking cool from the outside, and a nice ballroom where there is often someone playing piano. It has the downsides of lacking air conditioner, which is mostly a problem during the first and last 3-4 weeks of the year, getting a box fan or borrowing one from the dorm if available is necessary. I have lived most of my life without AC, so it is pretty bearable for me, but the thick concrete and brick walls make it so heat stays inside. It also faces the problem of having an old heating system. It automatically turns on when it gets cold enough, and it sounds like something is crawling up the pipes when it starts. The heater works too well, and many times I've had to open the window during the winter while it runs, even with the vent always closed, as the heat emanates from the radiator.
The room size is pretty nice, I always had room for random things and food, and the beds can be lofted. A bed rail can be ordered and installed for free from the campus housing website. The mattress is pretty mediocre, there is a soft side and a firm side that is more "less soft" than firm. There is a lot of space for clothes in the two drawers, and space for additional furniture if needed. There's one half-mirror in the room attached to a closet door, and the closet is pretty spacious. A mini fridge and microwave can be rented from the dorm, but it's pretty easy to find a cheap one on Facebook or Craigslist. If you're picking a room, try to get one that doesn't face the backside, as the food delivery truck or the garbage truck comes in the morning and is super loud. Also, remember that the fire alarm will go off at some times during the year, and I suggest covering your ears or wearing headphones once it goes off as it echoes off the walls to become super loud in the rooms and hallways.
The bathrooms are shared on each wing (usually 2 male or 2 female hallways per wing) of a floor, and there is about 25 people on each wing. The cleanliness of the bathrooms depends on the people using them, personally I found them pretty gross as people leave hairs in the shower stalls or on the toilet seat pretty often, or don't wipe the toilet seat after themselves. Luckily housing cleans the bathrooms every day at around noon, however paper towels always seemed to run out at the end of each day. If there is a problem, notify maintenance and they are pretty quick to respond, usually in the same day or the day after.
The 2 laundry rooms in the basement have 5 machines, and usually one or two of them are out of order. There is a lot of dryers, but be sure to turn the dryer setting on low, as they run super hot for some reason. There's also a big sink if you want to hand wash your clothes. Also located in the basement is a music practice room and a study room.
The food at LAR is pretty hit or miss. There's no breakfast and the dining halls close an hour earlier than the others, but it also has a vegetarian/vegan dining hall. I found myself going to ISR or PAR pretty often during my second semester, as it was much better, and the meats don't have just a surface level of seasoning. The burgers and fries at LAR were pretty good though. The salad and yogurt bar is the same as PAR's, and the lines are a lot shorter. The close distance to PAR and ISR also make it easy to use your dining dollars at the stores.
I had a good experience with the people that lived there with me, there are also a lot of dorm events every month. I found myself out of my room a lot of the time busy with clubs or studying, so a lot of the downsides of the dorm weren't that impactful. Hearing someone play in the music practice room or the piano in the ballroom was always nice. The biggest part of your first year experience is always what you make out of it, and your room is mostly just a place for you to sleep or do work in, so as long as you make yourself active you'll have a good time living anywhere. If you have a problem, talk to your RA or the person directly to sort it out. If it's unsolvable, you're still able to switch rooms and buildings during the year.
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2023.05.29 04:25 sweeptheleg12 Dollar General Tin Pull!

Just pulled this with my wife and I went nuts! Pulled from a $14 tin at dollar general. What do we think of the centering and where should I send(PSA or Beckett)? Realistically I’m thinking a PSA 9 but hopefully my eyes deceive me🤣 Familiar with graded cards but have never submitted myself. Thank you all in advance!
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