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ebookporn · 8 months

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Overlooked No More: Robert M. Budd, Whose Newsstand Was Like No Other

He built a thriving business in New York selling back numbers, or old issues of newspapers and magazines, recognizing their value and the history they contained.

by Ellen Gruber Garvey

It was the height of the Civil War, and a young Robert M. Budd was hitching a ride from a Union Army encampment in Northern Virginia to his home in Washington, D.C. Boarding a wagon, he found that it was carrying federal soldiers — some wounded, others dead.

Robert was brave. Not only was he risking getting shot in a theater of war, but, because he was Black, he was also in danger of being kidnapped and enslaved. But he had accepted those risks to earn some money: selling newspapers to the troops as a newsboy.

Some soldiers, he found, were willing to pay more for older issues carrying stories about battles they had fought in — $3, for example, for a paper that carried reports of the second Battle of Bull Run, in August 1862, rather than the typical price of three cents.

And with that discovery, a business idea was born.

A fascinating piece of forgotten history. More people should know about Back Number Budd! ~eP

#bookstores #booksellers #archives #librarians #journalism #black business #civil war #newstands #historians

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efsacco · 1 year

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Friendly Village: a second grade trip

Remembering the dissonance of a second grade reader in the Bronx

PS 25 in 1905. I attended some 55 years later. The school is still there, on 811 E 149th St. NYC.gov That diasporic feeling There is no one place or time when diaspora occurs…it is a perpetual space of change and displacement. An awareness. It’s a process I share with many, whether by blood, place or experience, with locations linked by oceans and shaped by the relentless squeeze for money…

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#Bazooka gum #childhood #diaspora #displacement #E 156th St.#Fernandez family #Fox St.#Friendly Village #Mott Haven #newstands #PS 25 #rooftop #South Bronx #tenements

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federer7 · 3 months

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Newstand, 1955

Photo: Louis Stettner

#Louis Stettner #1955 #Newstand

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retropopcult · 1 year

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Playboy’s Miss January 1983, Lonny Chin, and her sister Gail, 1984.

#Playboy Playmate #1980s #newstand #magazine #retro #80s #fashion #hair

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brasiliangp · 6 months

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damn I just wanna buy tickets to see my husband (christian pulisic) but ac milan is making this process so damn hard

#i'm doing it though even if I have to go find one of those newstands that sell official tickets #i am seeing that man live #shut up j

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frc-ambaradan · 1 year

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Nice! Topolino #3500 came out this morning and there's already people selling it on ebay for triple the price! 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

I've seen a 10€ (+ 6€ shipping) bidding for a 3.20€ comic book you can easily buy at the newstand. 35€ for the Topolino with the Scrooge figurine which is sold at 12.90€!!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! It's Topolino! It's barely worth the cover price, people. Come on! 🤦‍♀️

It's ok if you want something so badly you're willing to over pay it, but be mindful of its true value. Don't fall for these things. This is speculation.

#it's not like it's out of stock!#newstands are full of it!!!#just wait a few days and it's gonna be available again on panini's online store as well!#don't know whether to laugh or cry #topolino magazine #prices are gonna drop after the first week... just like topolino 3000... wait and see

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whereisthedamndaddymanual · 5 months

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It's not really a second hand.

vishnu has many

#I do need my lesbian Hand though for real #planetary hand one step away #and a bull move for him #515 curious #me sees his internet history....I....I feel I must just allow it #me at a newstand watching his daughter...biy him penthouse #mmmhm #it didn't seem to be a mystery he was a pussy hound #yeah probably do have to have a word with him #I always have to part with Johnny on words of the past and I KNOW he knows exactly what I am talking about #mi killa mi killa

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porto-rosso · 11 months

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comics publishers will ask why comic sales have gone down so much in the last few decades and it shockingly turns out they used to be sold in gas stations/newsstands/supermarkets like...

#the newstand model has flaws obviously but was good for bringing in new readers #and even old readers whose choices now might be a) pirate it or b) order online if they just aren't close to a comic shop

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ooqzcwurcu · 1 year

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ebookporn · 2 years

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In a Digital Age, Why Still Read Print Magazines?

How do we as readers benefit from having a team with different creative specialties—writing, designing, editing, photographing, illustrating—work together to bring the story to life?

by Hope Corrigan

My early childhood obsession with magazines bore out in strange ways. It began as a mispronunciation—“Mazageens!”—I shouted when our subscriptions arrived and evolved into an adolescent preoccupation with home-and-lifestyle magazines, which wore on the family budget. I collected the tear-out Martha Stewart recipe cards, neatly tucking them into page protectors in giant black binders for safekeeping, for the meals I wasn’t cooking. I bought Real Simple for tips to organize the house I didn’t own, Parents (RIP) for the children I didn’t have, Cookie (RIP) for the rich Brooklyn mom I wasn’t, and Southern Living for the derby-themed parties I wasn’t throwing.

Magazines became a constant in my inner life. When the worst period of my early teenage life arrived, menstrual cramps knotting my stomach, I can distinctly remember hunching over an InStyle (RIP), soothed and distracted by the shiny pages; the smiling, clean models; and tips on how to get a great smoky eye and nicer feet. During long car rides, my sister and I would play “pick your favorite outfit on this page” in Elle. I was thrilled when I checked the mail after school and my mother’s subscription of O, The Oprah Magazine, was waiting.

My particular ritual for reading magazines goes like this: I see the magazine in my mailbox, and my brain is flooded with serotonin. Back in my apartment, I pour a glass of wine; flip open the smooth, crisp pages; and do my once-over, in which I let the full-bleed images and stylish fonts wash over me. Then it goes into my stack of magazines to be read more in-depth. That usually entails a second read-through, this time really taking time to read the articles that interest me, log different writers and photographs into my mental magazine Rolodex, and daydream. When the second read-through is done, it goes into my mood-boarding stack, where magazines go to die—or, rather, live on forever in large manila folders full of snippings and clippings from over the years.

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federer7 · 2 years

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Elbowing, Out of Town Newstand, 1954

Photo: Louis Stettner

#louis stettner #Newstand #1954

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divertedcomics · 2 years

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Another #GhostRider post before the day is out! Here is a #newsstandedition of issue 18, with one of my favorite covers featuring the #spiritofvengeance by Mark Nelson! #halloween #allhallowseve #midnightsuns #midnightsons #newstand ##newsstandvariant #newsstandcomics #comics #funnybooks #comicbookfam #comicfam #comicfamily #comicbookfamily #comicbookcommunity #igcomicbookfamily #igcomicfamily #igcomicbookfam #igcomicfam #marvelcomics #comiccollecting #comicbookfans #comicbookcollectors #comicbookcollection #comicbookcollecting #igcomicbookcollectors #igcomicbookcollector https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj9ZoU1M0Fw/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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unpluggedtv · 2 years

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Speaking at a Public Affairs Forum of India event on Friday, the minister said that the younger generation is completely motivated and self-assured in its ambition to commercialise and expand upon existing values (PAFI). The phrase "moonlighting" in the context of IT refers to techies who work multiple jobs concurrently by taking on side gigs. The subject has recently ignited a fresh controversy that has divided opinions inside the industry. A Union minister named Rajeev Chandrasekhar joined the ongoing debate regarding the divisive practise known as "Moonlighting," claiming that employers that try to prevent their staff from "consulting for other organisations" are wasting their time.

#moonlighting #news #newstandard #newstand

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stephenskinnerbatz · 2 years

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aphrogeneias · 8 months

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got angst on the brain thinking about shy!r getting torn up by tabloids when her and rockstar!eddie go public with their relationship, like how would eddie comfort her or stick up for her? is there anyone else they know that would support their relationship and try to help get the press of their backs?

rockstar!eddie x assistant!reader's first tabloid scare. alexa play nothing else matters by metallica.

At first, you're distracted by seeing your boyfriend on the cover of Metal Hammer when you pass the newstand on your way to your boss' office.

He's there pictured in all of his glory, wielding his guitar on stage, all wild eyes and sweat. You try to keep your smile to yourself as you reach out to take a closer look at the magazine, taking it in hand. That's when you notice the girl behind the small counter looking at you.

You struggle to make eye contact, but there's something about the way she's looking at you, like she's trying to recognize you. She's young, you can tell. Bright pink blush on her cheeks, neon scrunch high on her hair, couldn't be older than seventeen. There was no way she knew you, you'd never seen her before.

When you continue to keep your head down, she finally speaks up. "Is that you?"

The girl points to another magazine, stacked together with all the other gossip and tabloids. Printed on the cover is a picture of you and Eddie, leaving his apartment in the city. Your face is there, clear as day, and so is Eddie's, though his is the most recognizible one.

Trembling, you leave one magazine behind and open the one you're on, and finally finding the article in it. There's more paparazzi pictures from that same day, and the comments on that article are not the nicest. Who are you? Who is this mystery girl? She's not a model, she's not an actress, she's not a socialite. Isn't he out of her league? What is he doing with a girl like that? Was that only a one night stand? It better be, though Eddie Munson used to keep better company in his bed.

"Fuck." You curse, only a whisper as you walk away. Away from that vile article, from the violation of your privacy, from the look of pity of the girl at the newstand.

Finding the nearest payphone is a hassle when your legs are shaking, your heart feels like it will burst from your chest, and your trying to keep the tears at bay. You try not to think too much about how wanted Eddie to be here. Not that he would know what to do, but he would know just how to hold you to keep you from falling apart, and that would be enough.

That fact was you weren't being careful. After you became official, you just stopped hiding. There was no reason to in your minds, all the people who mattered already knew, it wasn't anyone else's business. You were naive, both of you, but you blamed yourself the most. You should have known better, having worked in this industry for long enough to know what happens in cases like this.

It seemed like your entire body was shaking by the time Eddie answered the phone. Hearing his voice didn't make you feel better, though. It only made you feel worse.

"Hey, Eds. Do you have to talk?"

"Always have time for you, baby. What's up?" You could picture the boyish grin on his face. Probably sitting on the couch of his uncle's new house, the one Eddie bought for him as soon as he got his first big check after their debut album's sales skyrocketed. You wanted to crawl on his lap, then, and never leave.

"I'm gonna call you back from the office. It's... kind of an urgent matter. Is that okay? Just stay beside the phone."

In those situations, you didn't know how, but you were always able to keep your composure. Your voice didn't betray you, but Eddie knew. He knew your tells from miles away, through the telephone chords.

"What happened? Talk to me."

It was enough to break through your walls. You grab the phone a little tighter, press yourself closer to the booth. "They know about us. The press, and I guess everyone else at this point. We need a contigency plan, something to steer away attention, I don't know..."

"Are you okay?" Eddie interrupts. "Are you safe? Where are you?"

"I'm okay, I promise." Your voice sounds a lot smaller than you wanted it to. You try to sound strong to not worry Eddie further, but the words on the article keep running around your head. Were you really not good enough for him? Probably not. Definitely not. "These people are fucking mean, though." You whine.

You hear some shuffling on the other end, and then a little bit of silence before Eddie speaks up again. "Here's what you're gonna do. You're not gonna listen to whatever bullshit they're saying, whatever it is. We know what's real, we know about us, and that's all that matters. What matters is that I love you, okay?"

"I love you too." You manage to say, not trusting your voice to say anything else.

"We've been through this once, we got through it, we're gonna do it again."

"I know. I'm just... scared. I'm supposed to be anonymous, you know? A backstage person. Your job is to be in the spotlight, not mine."

"Then I'm gonna get you out of that goddamned spotlight, you hear me? I'm getting on the next plane there. Stay with Rick, have him deal with this. I'll be there in no time, I promise, sweetheart."

The noise of the city around you seems to dim as you focus on his reassurance. The breath you let out is shaky, but it has some relief in it. You knew what to do.

"I promise, okay?" Eddie doubles down on it. If he was there, he'd make you lace your pinky with his, you're sure of it.

"Okay."

#i got carried away 🫶🏼#nothing else matters #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson blurb

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Runaway AU--Imagine Jasper and Hunter passing through a town, and they come across, like, a newstand, or a crystal ball shop with a big window display. And Darius is on the front page/on the glass for whatever reason--blah blah government official something something Abomination Coven news--and Jasper pauses to look.

And Hunter pays attention every time this happens, because that's Darius Deamonne, his dad's best friend who Hunter needs to go to if anything ever happens to his dad, so he'll check Darius's appearance to make sure he remembers it right and all that.

But he'll also pay attention to his dad, because the soft, fond look on his face is an expression Hunter usually only sees Jasper direct at him.

I don't think Hunter would be jealous or anything, but no matter the circumstances it's always kinda weird for kids when they consider their parents as anything other than their parents. So in this case it must be so odd and weirdly fascinating to see your chronically exhausted, constantly stressed father, whose only source of joy in life is you, light up a bit at the sight of someone else.

After a moment, Jasper remarks to Hunter, "That's my friend." And Hunter nods back, and they watch for another minute before they move on again. Maybe later that night, after they've made camp, Hunter manages to wheedle a few Darius stories out of Jasper. And he watches his dad's small smile while he recounts that friendship, and Hunter thinks that Darius Deamonne must be a really awesome guy if his dad can smile at just the thought of him.

I think it's one of the times hunter feels this... Lingering guilt. A tiny reminder that his dad had a life before him, one with things he cared about that he lost because he chose him over them.

#my art #jasper #toh oc #runaway au

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