Björk wearing Alexander Mcqueen (2002) Photography: Nick Knight
Yes it’s very important for solidarity with workers but, and maybe this is an unpopular opinion, workers should have solidarity with poor customers. Like ignore shoplifting, be sensitive when ppl are using EBT cards, that kinda thing.
the thing is they really do let you hit because you're goofy.
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not too keen to being upwind, but even less keen on seeing donation boards with the barest of meat on their bones
any who come across this blog for whatever means won’t find much worth scrollin past the donations here your eye could be cementin to memory, with a site so affixed to media galore, i know plenty more of ya folks out there are able to pick up paper, and read about this family who is doin their best to survive just like you n’ me.
I am Ola Ferwana from Palestine ,Gaza. I'm a mother of 3 kids Yamen, Qusai and Mira. My husband travelled to Egypt to get medicines before 2 days of the war 7 of October on Gaza.
I faced very great challenges and responsibilities of my three children in the absence of my husband, as he had traveled and the crossing was closed and we could not see each other. The amount of suffering I was feeling cannot be described as still being in the north of Gaza.I am reaching out to you today with a heavy heart and a plea for urgent assistance. I have left my home and have been displaced more than 8 times with my children. I am living in the war_torn region of Gaza, facing unimaginable challenges, with lack of water, food scarcity, and constant threats to their safety.
This is our street of my house, the Israeli occupation damaged all the houses.
I have delivered a girl baby,Mira, through the war, She was 10 months old and my husband didn't see her until this moment.
Yaman was 7 years old, and his simplest dream was to complete the first grade at school, but his school was completely destroyed. He lost the most beautiful thing that he was happy with and enjoyed that he had reached this stage.
Qusai is 5 years old, and until this moment I do not have the courage to tell him that his kindergarten was also destroyed, the first place and refuge in which he was happy, but in this war he lost everything beautiful. He lost his father’s hug, which was his only refuge when he slept at night, telling him his daily story to fall asleep safety.
Mira, my daughter, who had never seen an hour or a moment devoid of fear, came into this world and was surprised by a war that destroyed many, many things. It destroyed her house and her room, which I was waiting for as I prepared and brought her all the beautiful clothes and colorful dresses she needed. She was surprised by the sound of missiles. She could not sleep because of it. My husband hopes to get a smile and a hug from her daughter Which he had been waiting for some time.
We lack of the basic human needs, no food no electricity no water. We were poisoned and infected because of the unhealthy water that we drink.
My three children and I had to be hospitalized. We suffered from liver dysfunction as a result of malnutrition, widespread diseases, and recurring infection.
During this period, I felt remorseful about how difficult it is for a mother to see her children sick and unable to treat them because she is also very sick.
The Rafah border crossing, which is the only way to escape from the war, is closed now.
I hope to provide us by giving support in order to cover the costs associated with ensuring our safe passage of Egypt through the borders. Please stand with me, we are now homeless, with absence of children needs like milk, diapers, with no food. Please help us to stay a live and leave Gaza with my children. Share this link as you can as possible .
https://gofund.me/4e896ac1
If it is opened, I can't go to Egypt as I don't have the money because my husband is the sole breadwinner for my family.
Thank you for your kindness, empathy and generosity during this challenging time.With sincere thanks and warm regards,
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Please donate or share it as much as you can
Every donation make a different for me.
This is the link
https://gofund.me/4e896ac1
Thank you,
Ola
Hi Ahmad, I will help you and support you, but please tell me where you are on this list: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1J-1KNHXmvY098fuCDWiOIm1fcphAgkXA8nnWqOSXouw/edit?gid=283092143#gid=283092143
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reckoned with myself if a paradox entei actually came out, that i think it would become one of my favorite mons on the spot like plenty of the other prehistoric scarlet creatures,
my son was already underrated enough, but when he sits at the paradox table, the mean girls will eat him alive.
hi, it's itchio creator day! this means itch doesn't take a cut of any sales today, which makes it a great time to support me if you've been thinking about picking up one of my games!
EYES ON THE PRIZE is a fake marriage comedy of errors for 2 or 4 players (1 or 2 pairs); think coppola marie antoinette meets austen meets the birdcage. it's pick up and play, and all you need is an 8-sided die per player + one standard pack of playing cards!
(and yes, it can be played online, with a few easy tweaks, and yes, it can be hacked for polyam play -- see some dev notes here!)
LAMPLIGHTER'S FESTIVAL is a worldbuilding/map-drawing game that can be played solo or collaboratively. it's fantastic for developing locations + then breathing life into its inhabitants, whether you're a DM or just fleshing out locations for other projects! (and you get to use your ENTIRE set of polyhedral dice all at once. look me in the eye and tell me you've never wanted to ball all 7 dice up in your fist and just chuck them.)
i also have two free games on my page: SMOKE WEED AND DO SOMETHING (YOU DON'T HAVE TO SMOKE WEED BUT YOU DO HAVE TO DO SOMETHING) and X-COURSE MEAL.
SWADS(YDHTSWBYDHTDS) is a zine/game???? about lowering the stakes until you can tackle your shit; X-COURSE MEAL is a horrible dinner party game inspired by human centipede, with rules so concise that they fit on the back of a business card.
as mentioned, these are both free, but if you've ever enjoyed my art and you'd like to throw me a tip, you can name your own price when you download these!
and if you already own + have enjoyed my games: thank you so much! leaving a 5-star review and/or comment on the game pages helps other people discover me, and it's another really appreciated form of support!
[ID: A fundraiser titled, "Help Muhammad and his family get out of Gaza!" organized by Mohammed Mazen on behalf of Nivin Abou Naser. Its cover photo shows a compilations of photos from Gaza and of members of the family. The current amount raised is €4,518 of the €25,000 goal. End ID.]
Muhammed is also found on twitter at @/mhmd_s11
Sevika’s grief is soooo compelling shut UP
The way she stomps in looking angry, and then she looks for him in the chair, shakes her head and drinks
Now shes looking at the ground sad and tired, shoulders sagged as she grabs her tools and throws them on the desk. Her eyes are low, she doesnt want to look at the chair, which also kinda pisses her off. She needs to focus on something else. Its a bad look how Smeech poked at her damaged prosthetic to make her look weak.
But shes been drinking. A lot. And she’s frazzled, she cant even notch the screwdriver right, and its the one thing that pushes her over.
Her snarl is an agitated one. Her voice is choked up when she speaks to the chair but her head is bowed, she again finds it hard to look at. She’s about as vulnerable as she’ll ever allow herself to be, when Jinx announces herself (likely to protect sevikas pride or something like it, not hard to imagine sevika doesnt want anyone seeing her cry)
Sevika knows. Its clear on her face that she knows its Jinx that killed him, and she’s angry. The kid’s back is turned, and Sevika had warned him—
But for once, Jinx isnt looking for a fight. She’s feeling vulnerable too. She’s showing Sevika her back on purpose. Loyalty, she hears in her mind. In his voice. And really, it must suck for a kid to keep finding family and killing them off. She’s compared the two of them to herself and her father once. He’s probably gone, too.
Sevika takes the olive branch Jinx offers, but they dont face each other. She gives jinx her back as well.
Its quiet. Sevika gets to the root of it. He’s gone, and her world, their world is completely uprooted. (Something something about both jinx and sevika dont use the word ‘died’. “Vander shoved off” “[silco] dips out” it feels like a respect thing idk)
The fucking. Emotion on her face after she says it. Grief hidden in rage, the way she trembles and throws the chair with her whole body. (Jinx doesnt flinch, she feels she understands.) Jinx had allowed herself to cry, Sevika will not (but jinx has screamed too. Into the water).
Her anger fizzles out again, her shoulders sag and she just looks defeated. She confesses, because she knows jinx feels the same: she feels lost.
She turns around, but she’s still so open that she flinches at her own arm waving in her face. She looks lighter, in spite of it.