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March 18, 1925 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]
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Taylor's message for 'THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT' on Apple Music!
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When the sales clerks at Woolworth's—all of them women—went on strike in March, 1937, some men (union members?) turned out to support them. They picketed near the home of Barbara Hutton, the Woolworth heiress, on March 18, 1937.
Photo: Associated Press
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— March 18, 1912 / Franz Kafka diaries
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Support the antifascists imprisoned in Hungary!
Freedom for the anti-fascists from Germany and Italy Ilaria, Maja, Tobi and Gabriele!
Day of action on 18 March 2024
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Prompt 18 - Instrument
@jegulus-microfic March 18 Word count 740
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They wandered through the deserted corridors of Hogwarts Castle, after Sirius and Remus, up to the seventh floor. They stopped beside the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy and his disastrous attempt to teach trolls ballet. 
“Right, everyone stand still and try not to think anything too hard,” Sirius ordered as he started to pace back and forward, muttering under his breath with his eyes screwed shut. 
Regulus opened his mouth to ask Sirius what he was playing at when a door began to materialise in the previously blank stretch of wall. 
Sirius stopped moving and grinned at the others. “May I introduce you to the Room of Requirement!” He gestured proudly at the door behind him. He flung the door open, and they filed in. 
The room beyond was enormous. Piles of broken furniture towered to the ceiling in precarious piles, and mountains of other lost treasures and broken objects littered the room.”
“It’s like a dragon’s nest,” Lily said, awed by the amount of stuff in the room. “A dragon that hoards rubbish instead of treasure.”
“Pretty shit, dragon.” Barty cackled as he peered into one of the closest piles and drove his hand into the middle of it. 
“Barty, you’re gonna knock it over!” Evan cried as he uselessly fluttered his hands in the air, not wanting to touch Barty in case he caused the pile to topple. Barty pulled his hand back, bringing with it a strange horn-like instrument.
“I always wanted a Dissimulator, but father wouldn’t let me get one.” He blew on the end, and a loud, obnoxious blaring sound emitted from the end of the horn along with puffs of green and gold-coloured smoke. 
Regulus stormed over and took it from Barty’s hands.
“No,” He said angrily. He went to throw it as far as he could into the room, but James grabbed it from his hand before he could. 
“Don’t be mean, Reg,” Regulus turned and glared at James. 
“If we don’t stop him now, he will play that thing until the day he dies just to annoy us.”
“He’s not wrong.” Barty snickered, not expecting to get his new toy back. Regulus grumbled. 
“You can have it back once we have the diadem and are safely back at Rosier House.” When he didn’t get any objections, he continued. “Right, do we all know what the diadem looks like?” Everyone nodded their heads, full attention on Regulus. “Okay, It’s somewhere in this room, so let’s find it.” 
They split up, searching their sections for the adornment. 
“Regulus!” Remus called across the room. They all immediately rushed over to where Remus had stopped. There, on top of an old cupboard worn by the bust of an unknown warlock in a dusty wig, sat the diadem. 
Regulus, Remus and Lily took over, forcing the others away so they could check for curses. Lily cast a few more charms that Regulus and Remus hadn’t thought of and decided together that it was probably safe to pick up. 
“I mean, it hasn’t been hidden very well, and it’s not been placed carefully. I feel like he might have been in a rush to get rid of it.” Lily thought aloud as Regulus reached to take the diadem from the bust.
“Helena could probably sense it and was trying to find him,” Pandora added, looking sadly at the beautiful tiara. 
“Bit sloppy, though,” Evan said as he squinted around the room. “Plenty of better hiding places to hide it in here, that,” He pointed at the bust. “Is a shit place to leave it.”
“I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again—“ Barty started saying. 
“I swear if you say arrogant bastard one more time, I’m going to curse your dick off!” Regulus said over his shoulder at his friend. Barty moved his hands to cover himself and closed his mouth before quietly going to stand behind Evan. 
“Oi, don’t use me as a shield!” Evan complained.
Regulus turned the diadem over in his hands. It was definitely Ravenclaws. Engraved on it was Ravenclaw’s motto, ‘Wit beyond measure is man’s greatest treasure.’ He pocketed it. 
“Let’s get out of here before we’re caught.” 
They cast their disillusionment charms before they left the room of requirement apart from James, who threw his cloak over himself again, and they left the room exactly as they found it less one diadem and to everyone’s, apart from Barty’s, disdain a Dissimulator.    
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LILY-ROSE DEPP
Lily with her friends at the Beach by her friend Lilah
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Each day, we wake slightly altered, and the person we were yesterday is dead. So why, one could say, be afraid of death when death comes all the time?
John Updike (b. 18 March 1932)
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March 18th, from the Diaries of Franz Kafka.
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March 18, 1925 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]
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La Mode illustrée, no. 11, 18 mars 1900, Paris. Collet de printemps en drap, orné de rubans de velours. Modèle de Mlle Louise Piret, rue Richer, 43. Collet de printemps avec franges nouées. Modèle de Mlle Louise Piret, rue Richer, 43. Ville de Paris / Bibliothèque Forney
Collet de printemps en drap, orné de rubans de velours.
Ce collet en drap blanc plissé, taillé avec un col à empiècement terminé devant en pans d'étole, est cerclé de plusieurs rangs d'étroits rubans de velours noir. L'empiècement est terminé par un col Médicis bordé à l'intérieur avec des rubans en velours. La partie supérieure du collet s'ouvre avec des revers taillés en pointe, garnis de la même manière.
Chapeau en paille de soie blanche, garni de nœuds de ruban blanc et de touffes de jacinthes de couleur.
Spring collar in cloth, decorated with velvet ribbons.
This pleated white cloth collar, cut with a yoke collar ending in stole panels at the front, is encircled with several rows of narrow black velvet ribbons. The yoke is finished with a Medici collar bordered on the inside with velvet ribbons. The upper part of the collar opens with pointed lapels, trimmed in the same way.
White silk straw hat, trimmed with white ribbon bows and tufts of colored hyacinths.
Collet de printemps avec franges nouées.
Ce collet en drap merveilleux noisette, disposé en petits plis piqués, est fait avec un empiècement ajusté sur les épaules, et garni d'une haute frange grillagée en soie de la même teinte; cette frange masque la jonction du collet. Les petits boutons de satin et les agrafes de passementerie terminées par de longues aiguillettes, sont de la même nuance que le collet; on double le vêtement avec du taffetas vert-réséda.
Chapeau rond en paille crème, garni de plumes d'autruche et de nœuds en ruban de velours vieux rose.
Spring collar with knotted fringes.
This collar in wonderful hazelnut cloth, arranged in small stitched pleats, is made with a fitted yoke on the shoulders, and trimmed with a high mesh fringe in silk of the same shade; this fringe hides the junction of the collar. The small satin buttons and the trimming clasps ending in long needles are the same shade as the collar; the garment is lined with reseda green taffeta.
Round cream straw hat, trimmed with ostrich feathers and old pink velvet ribbon bows.
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When Columbia University gave Winston Churchill an honorary Doctor of Laws degree on March 18, 1946, some students protested. School books belonging to the picketers lie on the sidewalk. Police routed the demonstrators from the gate about five minutes before Churchill entered the campus.
Photo: John Lindsay for the AP
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— March 18, 1922 / Franz Kafka diaries
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Press Release, President Dwight D. Eisenhower's Statement on the Signing of S. 50, the Act Providing for the Admission of Hawaii into the Union
Collection DDE-WHCF: White House Central Files (Eisenhower Administration)Series: Official FilesFile Unit: OF 147-E Hawaii (10)
Immediate Release March 18, 1959 James C. Hagerty, Press Secretary to the President The White House Statement on the Signing of S. 50 March 18, 1959 It has given me great satisfaction to sign the Act providing for the admission of Hawaii into the Union. Since my inauguration in 1953 I have consistently urged that this legislation be enacted, so the action of the Congress as early in this session is most gratifying. Under this legislation, the citizens of Hawaii will soon decide whether their Islands shall become our fiftieth State. In so doing, they will demonstrate anew to the world the vitality of the principles of freedom and self-determination -- the principles upon which this Nation was founded 172 years ago. # # # # # # #
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