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welele · 11 months
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La moda, señores.
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persianhandicrafts · 1 year
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Home is where the 💛 is. And with our unique #OrganicPersianGhalamkar fabric, it’s easy to make it stand out in style!⁣ Slide to the next page to see how this beautiful tablecloth is crafted and stamped by hand hundreds of times with wooden stamps to decorate Persian Motifs; these tablecloths are a timeless addition to your home decor.⁣⁣ So turn your house into a home and add this beautiful handmade fabric to your cart today! #GhalamkarFabric ⁣⁣ Shopping at Persiada is an incredibly fast & secure experience! We ship worldwide with a tracking link, so you always know where your package is.💳📦✈️ #organic #persiada #persianhandicraft #suportwomanartists #handwerkskunst #tablecloths #luxurytablecloth #manteles #tischdecke #テーブルクロス #桌布 #tafelkleed Video from aparat.com/mirassemnan (at Paris, France) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoIf5n1L2du/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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aarikawolfnews · 9 months
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Music Room - Modern Living Room Example of a medium-sized minimalist loft-style living room with a music area, white walls, a regular fireplace, a tile fireplace, and no television.
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tonksnymphdora · 1 year
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Music Room in San Diego Living room - mid-sized transitional open concept medium tone wood floor and brown floor living room idea with a music area, white walls, a standard fireplace, a tile fireplace and a wall-mounted tv
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ditzybat · 6 days
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jason in titans tower staring at bruce: how’d you know i was alive old man?
bruce: robin - tim - is an avid follower of your tumblr blog that has mysteriously updated after years of you being deceased
tim: mhm, at mrsbennetluvr88 started quoting hamlet and titus andronicus after years of radio silence, it was the only rational conclusion
jason: … at least you know your shakespeare…
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firstfullmoon · 10 months
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anne boyer “the harm will come: it never doesn’t” / julia armfield “to watch a horror movie is to know that something bad is going to happen. to have a body is really the same thing” / hilary mantel “we don’t have to invite pain in, it’s waiting for us: sooner rather than later” / marie howe “you know how we’ve been waiting for the big pain to come? I think it’s here. I think this is it. I think it’s been here all along” / gregory orr “I want to go back to the beginning. we all do. I think: hurt won’t be there. but I’m wrong” / toni morrison “the hurt was always there” / torrey peters “pain that had to be endured, withstood, pain that was the same as being alive, and so without end”
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sastybale · 1 year
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Absolutely in love with this beautiful waterproof tablecloth by sastybale.com 
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It is so pretty and adds elegance to the table, is wipeable, stain-resistant, pretty easy to 🧼 clean and the price is very affordable, definitely I love it ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️, thank you for the review video originally by @hugmyhome
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papillon-de-mai · 1 year
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"As soon as we die, we enter into fiction. Just ask two different family members to tell you about someone recently gone, and you will see what I mean. Once we can no longer speak for ourselves, we are interpreted."
— Hilary Mantel, from Reith Lectures, Resurrection: The Art and Craft
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sprachgitter · 8 months
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on storytelling and repetition
“...the secret of the Great Stories is that they have no secrets. The Great Stories are the ones you have heard and want to hear again. The ones you can enter anywhere and inhabit comfortably. They don’t deceive you with thrills and trick endings. They don’t surprise you with the unforeseen. They are as familiar as the house you live in. Or the smell of your lover’s skin. You know how they end, yet you listen as though you don’t. In the way that although you know that one day you will die, you live as though you won’t. In the Great Stories you know who lives, who dies, who finds love, who doesn’t. And yet you want to know again.”
— Arundhati Roy on Indian mythology and folklore, in God of Small Things (1997)
“It was only once – once – that an audience went to see Romeo and Juliet, and hoped they might live happily ever after. You can bet that the word soon went around the playhouses: they don’t get out of that tomb alive. But every time it’s been played, every night, every show, we stand with Romeo at the Capulets’ monument. We know: when he breaks into the tomb, he will see Juliet asleep, and believe she is dead. We know he will be dead himself before he knows better. But every time, we are on the edge of our seats, holding out our knowledge like a present we can’t give him.”
— Hilary Mantel on Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, in “Can These Bones Live?”, Reith Lecture, 2017
“So what makes this poem mnemonic is not just repetition. Rather, it’s the fact that with repetition, the repeated phrase grows more and more questionable. I’ve remembered “Come on now, boys” because, with every new repetition, it seems to offer more exasperation than encouragement, more doubt than assertion. I remembered this refrain because it kept me wondering about what it meant, which is to say, it kept me wondering about the kind of future it predicted. What is mnemonic about this repetition is not the reader’s ability to remember it, but that the phrase itself remembers something about the people it addresses; it remembers violence. Repetition, then, is not only a demonstration of something that keeps recurring: an endless supply of new generations of cruel boys with sweaty fists. It is also about our inability to stop this repetition: the established cycles of repetition are like spells and there’s no anti-spell to stop them from happening. The more we repeat, the less power we have over the words and the more power the words have over us. Poetic repetition is about the potency of language and the impotence of its speakers. In our care, language is futile and change is impossible.”
— Valzhyna Mort on Russian poet Yevgeny Yevtushenko, in “FACE – FACE – FACE: A Poet Under the Spell of Loss”, The Poetry Society Annual Lecture, 2021
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mamba-ind · 2 years
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M a n t e l e s 🧡 Hola, hola! 👋👋 Cómo los trata el frío polar!? . . . . Por aqui entregando pedidos, mantel en gabardina acrílica anti manchas. 2,50 x 1,50 cm. Gracias @Romi!!❤️ por volver a elegirnos! ⭐️Para pedidos y presu envianos inbox. ⭐️Efectivo, tarjetas, mercado pago, transferencias. ⭐️Envios a todo el país. ⭐️Showroom, jueves, viernes y sábados 17 hs. ⭐️Julio Aristides 3327, plaza Alem, Villa Ballester. #almohadones #manteles #mantelesantimanchas #almohadonesdeco #decoracion #decoracioninteriores #almohadonesparasillas #almohadonesamedida #almohadonespersonalizados #hogar #decohome #artdeco #instagram #instagood #showrroom #buenosaires #buenosairesargentina #villaballestersanmartin #indumentariaydeco #design #desingdeinteriores #hechoamano #emprendedores #instagood #plazaalem #emprender #decohogar #decotextil #followforfollowback #instamood #designinspiration (at Plaza Alem) https://www.instagram.com/p/CeQoOz4Onmb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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sageandscorpiongrass · 6 months
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A web weaving of codependency plsss
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'To death do us part' in the most literal sense
... I hope you weren't wanting something more romantic, aha. 'This is not a love poem' and all that.
Wolf Hall, Hilary Mantel | The Body, Stephen King | Iain S. Thomas | Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë | Crescendo, Becca Fitzpatrick | Kin, Maya Angelou | 2 Truths and a Lie, Angelea Lowes | The Love of the Wolf, Hélène Cixous | Beau Taplin | No Exit, Jean-Paul Sartre | The Sea, the Sea, Iris Murdoch
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welele · 1 year
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Mejor de lo que esperaba.
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persianhandicrafts · 1 year
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Home is where the 💛 is. And with our unique #OrganicPersianGhalamkar fabric, it’s easy to make it stand out in style!⁣ Slide to the next page to see how this beautiful tablecloth is crafted and stamped by hand hundreds of times with wooden stamps to decorate Persian Motifs; these tablecloths are a timeless addition to your home decor.⁣⁣ So turn your house into a home and add this beautiful handmade fabric to your cart today! #GhalamkarFabric ⁣⁣ Shopping at Persiada is an incredibly fast & secure experience! We ship worldwide with a tracking link, so you always know where your package is.💳📦✈️ #organic #persiada #persianhandicraft #suportwomanartists #handwerkskunst #tablecloths #luxurytablecloth #manteles #tischdecke #テーブルクロス #桌布 #tafelkleed (at United States) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn7rlrtrbt2/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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oldshrewsburyian · 3 months
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From behind the papist virgin with her silver shoes there creeps another woman, poor, her feet bare and calloused, her swarthy face plastered with the dust of the road. Her belly is heavy with salvation and the weight drags and makes her back ache.
The Mirror and the Light, Hilary Mantel
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redkelpfish · 1 year
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Jason Todd is a damn good example of how superheroes can’t be parents. I’m not saying heroes should be forbidden from having children, but the moment you do, you choose one or the other. You either cease to be a hero or you must fundamentally fail your child.
Because that’s the basis of being a parent—choosing your child. Day in and day out, no matter what. There is no bigger picture, no greater good. Between a bus full of people and your kid, your kid has to count on you to be the one person in the world who would let the bus fall. A hero can’t do that. A hero shouldn’t do that.
Jason Todd so desperately wanted Bruce, his father, the one person he needed to let the bus fall. But Bruce had chosen “hero” two decades ago, and there was no room for Jason Todd, son. So Jason Todd, Robin died a martyr with no one left to carry the cause. An unfortunate casualty. He came back as the only thing left, the only version of Jason Todd that a clown didn’t beat to death in warehouse in Ethiopia. Jason Todd, son. And there was no father. He kept reaching and reaching and there should have been something to meet him. But Bruce Wayne was a hero. And Jason Todd was a son.
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vintagehomecollection · 2 months
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The bed is reflected in a mirror over the fireplace. The angles formed by the mullioned windows and the position of the bed make an interesting shape - like a bird with outspread wings. The dramatic bedhead is a tapestry screen draped with curtains in old dark red velvet.
The Englishwoman’s Bedroom, 1985
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