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Destination for tourists to spend quality time in Nigeria
It is adorned with lush vegetation and palm trees. Indulge yourself in horse riding activities when you are not in the mood to relax in the sunshine. This is a great place to get souvenirs from the local vendors. Tarkwa Beach is a nice place.
There are several other beautiful Nigerian tourist attractions that will make your trip to this country one of the most memorable trips you ever take. Beautiful cities like Calabar and EDO are national reserves, while others like Port Harcourt are industrial hotspots. These are the major tourist attractions that will make your trip memorable. Explore the majestic beauty of this country with travel ticket booking in Nigeria.
Calabar
Calabar is regarded as the tourism capital of Nigeria and is the capital of Cross River State. Originally, the city was called Akwa Akpa in the native Efik language, also referred to as the Kingdom of Calabar. Calabar is home to the natural wealth and beauty of the Kwa Waterfalls. Calabar, also known as the home of the Drill Rehabilitation Center, is a national park that protects the endangered species of the drill. Travelers can spot people museum hopping in Calabar. Tinapa Resort is famous for its amazing activities for having fun and enjoying yourself with family and friends.
Port Harcourt
Port Harcourt is the largest and busiest capital of Rivers State. It is the most popular tourist attraction in Nigeria. The site is known for its fishing industry, which provides fish-freezing facilities and a place where boats are made. The top highlights of this place are:
Port Harcourt Zoo, Baraka, Pleasure Park, SOK Lounge, The Boss Lounge.
EDO
In the southern part of Nigeria, EDO is situated and has become the destination center. The Okomu Forest Reserve is a popular and the smallest national park in EDO, as well as one of the best tourist attractions. Okomu is known for its beauty. The park is home to various endangered monkeys and elephants. It's a thick natural rainforest in West Africa.
Ibadan
Let’s talk about the third largest city by population and the most populous city in Oyo state and the capital of Nigeria, Ibadan. This city is the second fastest growing city on the African continent and a major tourist destination. The city is located in the south-west part of Nigeria.
If you are interested in learning about the hidden culture of this place, then it's a pleasant place to visit. The popular cultural event in Nigeria is Oke'Badan which celebrates and commemorates the founding of Ibadan and shows gratitude to the founders. Some of the other major tourist attractions in Ibadan are:
Agodi Gardens and Leisure Park, UI Zoo, Ado Awaye Mountains and Suspended Lakes, Top Fat Art Gallery, and many more
University Of Ibadan Zoological Gardens
This was first established in 1948 as a menagerie to support teaching and research. Then, later on, the place is converted into a zoo and becomes a major tourist attraction. The zoo is home to a wide variety of animals, such as mammals, reptiles, birds, and amphibians. The zoo is open all year round from 8 a.m. to 6.30 p.m. and is a major tourist attraction, mostly visited by school and college students for educational purposes.
Conclusion
Nigeria has limitless attractions to offer travelers. But there are some places that are worth visiting when you are in Nigeria and Africa. To make your trip memorable, book your travel tickets online through Satguru Travels. Get detailed information about tour packages in Nigeria that provides excellent guidance about online travel bookings in Nigeria, accommodation services, and many other aspects of a tour.
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I hardly post on this account.
But Today was great news indeed. Especially for Africans.
DING DONG.
THE BITCH IS DEAD.
NOW GIVE AFRICA AND INDIA BACK OUR FUCKING DIAMONDS & ARTIFACTS YOU BASTARDS STOLE.
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U.S college students raise money to send their security guard who has been longing to visit his family in Nigeria on holiday (video)
Some U.S college students have raised money to send their security guard who has been longing to visit his family in Nigeria on holiday.
The initiative to send the Nigerian security guard on holiday to Nigeria was spearheaded by a student identified as Brandon.
James subsequently went down on his knees to thank students of Providence College in the United States, after their kind gesture…
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I am incredibly in awe love to travel to Nigeria when I have the finances to.
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Happy Holidays!
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Every dog has its day. Every worker deserves their pay. Every blogger should go on holiday!
Which is what ZB is definitely going to do.
I like how folks read and don’t take out some time to even share their thoughts and plans for the holidays. 🥲
How nice. But I truly want to appreciate the loyal readers— those who read almost every post as they get published; those who visit the blog four…
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Mequals Digital wishes you all the best on International Workers Day 2023.
#happyworkersday#workersday#may#mayday#workers#covid#happynewmonth#internationalworkersday#staysafe#labourday#happylabourday#stayhome#st#hairstyles#nigeria#vellore#lights#coimbatore#mequalsdigital#holiday
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Ogun declares Tueday, Wednesday, as work-free days for PVC collection
Ogun State Government has declared Tuesday, 24th, and Wednesday, 25th January, as work-free days for workers in the state public service.
According to a statement issued on Sunday in Abeokuta by the Chief Press Secretary to the Governor, Kunle Somorin, “Following the
extension of Permanent Voter Cards collection till Sunday, January 29, 2023, by the Independent National Electoral Commission…
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Nigerian Public Holidays And National Events In October 2022
Nigerian Public Holidays And National Events In October 2022
Public Holidays And National Events In October 2022
At every point in time, countries of the world observe one event either at national level or join other countries to observe a particular event. This events always come with a day off holiday or some days holidays.
Nigeria as a country also have these events and holidays to observe in October, 2022. The days, dates and events are listed…
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femme fatale
summary: a morally dubious personal investigator takes a holiday to virginia as she had heard that aaron hotchner was in witsec. he was not.
warnings: MDNI!!!!! blowjobs, slight d/s dynamic, slight rough play, open ending.
a/n: This is my first smut like work! so please give me the benefit of doubt as i know i need to improve lol. Hope you enjoyed!! Happy reading <3 SEND ME REQUESTS PLEASE. I know aaron doesn’t come back after witsec but for the sake of plot, he does.
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In the past twelve years you had been everywhere in the world. Paris, London, Milan, Sydney, Nigeria, Moscow, and in forty nine of the fifty states. Every one held a different passport and a different name and accent. There was one state, however, you avoided like the plague. Virginia. Named after the virgin queen, birth place of the first president and home to Quantico, the FBI office and unit chief of the BAU, Aaron Hotchner.
Through the grapevine of criminal connections, you had heard that he had been pushed into WITSEC by Mr Scratch. Him and his son were in Michigan, living a normal life. So you decided to make your way to Virginia.
Your week was spent going around to all the tourist attractions, you had hazy memories of. The Smithsonian, the national gallery of art, and the Lincoln memorial but steering clear of the Capitol. Too risky. Finally, the nightlife.
Holidays in your line of work were rare and short. A night out in a bar, for fun and not information on a suspect was even rarer. You were going out for fun, to get drunk and find someone to pull back into your cheap motel before you were back on the road again. Lightly curled hair twisted around your face, framing it and highlighting the dark, sultry makeup that was precisely painted onto your skin. Dark liner pulling attention to your eyes and a deep red lipstick, surely to leave a mark.
The dress was black, tight, showing everything you had off. It fell around mid thighs that were covered in a silky black stocking that ran down to your feet that were held in expensive black heels. The red bottoms were unmistakable and were a subtle hint at your wealth, steering all of the right people your way.
You’d looked up the bars in the immediate vicinity by your motel. One was a club, that was too young for you, it would be full of college kids looking to score with an older woman. The other was one an older bar with a snooker table and a dart board. This one was too old, filled with older men. The one you’d decided on was called O’keefes. It had a dart board and a moderately sized dance floor. It was the perfect medley between young and old.
The sign outside was glowing red, lighting up the immediate area. Brown wooden doors had little glass windows and you could see the inside was dark with red accent lights, matching the sign in the front. Pushing open the doors, you immediately make your way to the bar and do a scan of the place. The bar was in the middle of the room in a square shape, you sit with your back to the door.
“Can I get a gin and tonic please.” You ask, in a strong french accent, the bartender and she nods, whisking away to go and mix your drink.
“I’ll pay.” A voice says from behind you and you turn around. He’s a blonde, tall, muscular man. “You’re French?” He asks and sits on the red bar stool next to you while nodding to the bartender for a beer.
“Yes, I’m on a vacation?” You say, feigning pauses between your words, giving the impression of changing your dialect to American. “It’s fun here.” You smile at him and rest your chin in your hand.
“Ah I was born here, lived here my whole life.” He tells you and grabs your drinks off of the bartender and you sit and begin to chat. “What do you do for work?”
“I’m an accountant. What about you?” You ask him, not breaking your eyes from his, they were bright blue even in the red light. Not your usual type but he would do.
“I’m a gym instructor.” He comments and subtly flexes. Your toes curl in cringe as he does this but you grit your teeth and make a face of recognition.
“That makes sense, you’re very” You look down and sigh, pretending to think of the word. Looking up you make a grunting noise. You look down again, coyly this time.
“Muscular?” He offers and you make an ‘o’ with your mouth and nod at him. “Yes, I go to the gym every day. I do all sorts of things.” Immediately you had regretted talking to this man. He started to go on and on about all the types of workouts and weights and how long and what muscles it works.
He talked your ear off. He didn’t stop. Your eyes roam around the room, watching all of the other people and they’re conversations that seemed miles more interesting. There was a blonde woman and a bald man having the time of their lives on the dance floor, clearly drunk out of their minds, they looked familiar. The red light bounced around the room and your eyes follow it, taking you on a journey of people watching.
There was another couple, this time in a booth, snogging each others face off. They looked absolutely enamoured with each other. Her hands were in his hair and his hands were on her hips.
Your eyes followed the bouncing light to a round table in the corner of the room. There was a group of five people all laughing and drinking, pointing at the people on the dance floor from a second ago. They were close friends. In the background of your thoughts was the blonde man, still rambling on about the gym and being buff.
The light took your eyes to the door of the men’s bathroom as someone stood out of the doorway. His shoes were black leather oxfords, polished and shining. Black slacks that were perfectly tailored and were tight around his thighs. The same could be said for his white long sleeved shirt, tight across his chest with two buttons undone. A small amount of chest hair peeking out in the gap. Now he was more your type. You looked up to his face to study it.
Your heart drops to your stomach as you take him in. The stool squeaks as you stand up from it quickly and the two of you just stare at each other. You’d also realise you’d walked into a bar full of FBI agents and the one who disliked you the most was looking directly after you. Glancing over to the table of the large group of people you had just observed.
“I am not feeling to well, I have to go.” You say, leaning down to the man, who you didn’t know the name of and watched him look confused. “The gin didn’t sit with me. Goodbye.” You put your hand on his shoulder and grab his beer which he hadn’t touched yet.
You had never been so glad to sit near the door. The split second decision to bolt out of the door was risky. Running out of the bar, you rip the door open and made your way onto the Virginian streets. First mistake, wearing heels. Being a PI provided you with a generous amount of funds. However, expensive heels this high we’re for being walked down the the street in the arm of someone. Not pelting it down paved streets, you already regretted your choice to go out tonight.
Second mistake, coming to Virginia in the first place. You heard the bar door open again and he ran through it, bolting after you. He had the upper hand here, knowing the streets. Quickly, you run into the back alley’s. You didn’t stop running, checking the street signs as you ran. Desperate to get back to your motel, you don’t look back once.
Guessing wasn’t your strong point, you think as you randomly pick another alley to run through, hoping to find some familiarity. All of them started to look the same, maybe you’d already been here, or maybe it was the panic. There was a T shaped turn, you could either go straight foreword or turn right in a couple yards. You run straight foreword.
Suddenly, as you pass the right turn you are slammed against the brick wall. You feel the backs of your tights get stuck to the brick and rip and you wince.
“You prick.” You groan and pull your hands up to shove him off of you. “What you do that for?” Bending down you bring your hands to your knees and puff for breath.
“What job are you on?” He says, with his interrogator voice. Eyebrows creased and shoulders squared to make himself look more threatening.
“I’m not on a job, Hotch.” You tell him and stand up straight, looking at this face close up for the first time in a while. Your mind short circuits for a second as you contain yourself. “You have a beard.”
“You’re always on a job.” He states, clearly not believing you.
“I’m on holiday!” You exclaim, throwing your hands up into the air. “You.” Dragging out the word you point at him. “Are supposed to be in witness protection.”
“How’d you know that?” He asks, confused. He takes a step forward, his chest rising and falling.
“Everyone knew?” You roll your eyes at him. “You had to disappear because of Scratch, you were in Maine.” You shrug. “Now can I please, go back to my motel.”
“No.” He says and takes another step foreword. “You’re a murderer.” He states. “I’ll walk you.”
“Alleged, you have no evidence.” You answer quickly, “You have a bias against me. I’m innocent.” You sigh and start to walk away from him. “We can’t be seen together.”
“I know.” You look at him confused. “To all of those things. But it’s dark, I’ll walk you.” He jogs to catch up to you and the two of you walk at a leisurely pace in the direction of your motel. It’s silent for a while and you take in the streets. “You’re British?” He questions, turning toward you.
“I assumed you knew, all these years.” You laugh slightly. “You have reading glasses yet?” You joke. He doesn’t find it funny. “One day, you’ll laugh.” The silence comes up once again, you swing your arms back and forth. “What did you tell your friends?”
“That I had to go.” He states and you turn into the street of dodgy motels. “Why did you mention my beard?” He asks as he walks you to the door. You turn the key you had in your bra, and lean against the open door way.
“It suits you, you look fit.” You shrug and smile. His face doesn’t move. “It’s a compliment, accept it.” You roll your eyes again and scoff. “You want to come in?” He shakes his head and goes to open his mouth but you interrupt.
“I don’t want to fuck. Calm down.” You walk into your room and wait for him to follow. “Close the door.” You hear it click closed. “It wouldn’t be a good idea for us to have sex again anyway.”
“Why?” He says with a strong breath out of his nose.
“You might get attached.” You smirk at him and he finally laughs. It’s a deep baritone, but silky like honey, you wanted to drown in it. “Also because I think someone knows we’re friends.” You sit down on your bed and pull your red bottoms and frown at the scuffed paint. You look up to him as you peel the ripped tights away from your legs, leaving you in your dress.
“What do you mean?” He asks and you rummage through your bag, pulling out a white envelope. You toss it towards him and watch him pull out pictures of you from vulnerable times throughout the years. “Are these not yours?”
“No, my blackmail is in a safe.” You give him a smile and lean back. “I was served them, like I was being sued.” You explain. “I’m trying to find who’s they are, don’t worry.”
“I will lose my job, if these get out.” He says flicking through them again.
“I know. They won’t.” You assure him and take the photos back, taking them back and sliding them into the envelope. The air in the room feels thick and you bury them back into the bottom of the bag. The dynamic was strange. He didn’t like you because he thought you were a murderer. You didn’t like him because he thought you were a murderer. However, you couldn’t deny the tension the two of you had. You had kept your meetings short for this exact reason, the room heating up. You look up and meet his brown eyes.
“Is that all your things?” He asks and you nod. “It’s not a lot.” He states and stands up rigidly straight.
“I don’t live anywhere for more than a month.” Zipping your bag shut. “I close my cases quickly. You can sit down.”
He waves his hand dismissively. “I should go.” You nod and watch him turn to the door and take two long steps towards it. You never said goodbye. This time though, he hesitated to twist the door knob.
“One more time, couldn’t hurt.” You stand up and the two of you meet half way, wrapping around each other. Your lips hit his neck and you start to suck gently while simultaneously unbuttoning the buttons on his shirt. Your hands dive into the hair on his chest and generally feel him up through the open shirt. “You been working out?”
“Occasionally.” He says nonchalantly as your hands wander south. Down to his toned stomach and your fingers fiddle with the button on his slacks. You look up at him for permission and he nods. Slowly, you use both hands to unbutton them and teasingly pull down the zip. “Hurry up.” He grits and your hand slides inside the trousers but stay over his boxers. You felt him get hard in your hand.
He leans down to your neck and licks up to your ear and whispers. “Get on your knees for me.” You do exactly as your told and lower yourself down to the carpet.
“You’re so lucky you’re hot, this carpet is gross.” You say up to him and pull his black slacks down to his ankles. His mouth perks up at the compliment. You learn on the backs of your feet and wait. Your fingers trail up and down his thigh. He pulls down his boxers and that was a sight you missed.
Just looking at Aaron Hotchner, every one could tell he wasn’t small, in any shape of form. His build was big, his chest was big, his hands were big, you could go on. His dick was certainly big, you observe as he holds it close to your face. “Look up at me.” He instructs and you instantly do what he says.
You didn’t know what view you preferred. On one hand, his dick was pretty. On the other, he had grown a beard out while in WITSEC. They were both equal.
“Can I?” You ask, swiping your tongue over your lip but he cuts you off.
“Patience.” He states sternly. He liked to make you wait. You roll your eyes again but do sit there patiently. He pulls you gently from the back of your head closer to him. You furrow your eyebrows at him, wondering what he was doing. An uncontrollable red flush crawls up your skin as it dawned on you, he was measuring up to your face. Dirty man. He smirks and leans back, “Go ahead.” He finally says and you sigh in relief.
“Patience is not one of my strongest virtues.” You snark and lean in, taking a long, slow lick up his length. In the past few years, you had forgotten what he had tasted like, you didn’t want to forget again. Something you’d never forget was the noise he would make when you finally took him into your mouth.
That groan was music to your ears, a symphony that makes you blush. He’s heavy and warm on your tongue. You look up at him through your eyelashes and his eyes are screwed shut as he pants. Hallowing your cheeks, you slowly bob your head along him.
“Nor is it mine.” He moans out and runs his fingers into your hair. “Can I?” He strokes your hair and you nod, mouth still full of his cock. “Use your words.” He commands and smiles down at you as you pull off of him.
“Yes, you can.” You confirm and he grabs the back of your hair in a fist. He then guides you down on him again, but deeper than before almost breaching your throats and you couldn’t stop yourself from groaning, vibrating on him and the grip on your hair tightens slightly. “Christ.” You feel the leg muscles you have gripped in your hands twitch as he moves his hips forward to meet your movements.
The frequent small spurts of salty taste into your mouth signalled that he was getting closer to the edge. You try not to smirk and you take him deeper and he throws his head back with a throaty groan.
“I’m not going to last long.” He grits his teeth together and his legs twitch again, gripping onto the back of your head as you control your breathing through your nose.
He calls out your name, a word he rarely even whispers. It falls out of his lips as he finishes into yours.
He pulls out of your throat and you swallow, standing up and then perching on the edge of your bed. “Let me pay you back.” He says and takes steps towards your, lips landing on your neck. A soft moan leaves your mouth. But suddenly, the two of you are ripped apart by the phone ringing. He pulls away and answers, it’s not work, you can tell by his softer than usual tone.
“I’ve got to go.” He awkwardly says, pulling his trousers back up and buttoning his shirt. “It’s my son, Jack, he’s ill.” He grabs his wallet that had fallen on the floor in the chaos. “I’ll see you soon.” You follow him to the creaky door to see him out.
“No, you won’t.” He begins to walk away into the dark of the night. “Goodbye Aaron!” You call out into the darkness as he disappears.
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Dying Markle brand
So I went on a training today on new features in Meltwater tracking. It is a tool we have at work for marketing and brand tracking. So, its after hours now and to try and learn how to do it for my brand I decided to try to test Markle brand.... you know just for FUN!
so this is really funny... just so that you can see my search terms, only one... and the period it is the last year.... All stats are the last year, up until this moment.
So I guess the next thing you will ask is what is the two big spikes in mentions across all platforms?
The first.... January 5 is Harry Spares book specifically related to the dog bowl incident...see below...
and the second big spike is...
the "near catastrophic car chase, that wasn't!"...
other than dog bowls and phantom car chases, it has been a rather dull year...
Even her birthday only garnered 25000 mentions....
Pretty low comparables to the 23000 that mentioned the renaissance tour and Kelly Rowland et Washington..
Compared to her all time worst day of the year 20 August when she got only 4200 mentions...
Of course it is a battle on sentiment to see who hates on her worst...
Right now the winner in the last year to today, is you guessed it, the USA! There are more people talking about MM there than anywhere else in the world. And notice, Nigeria, one of the most populous countries in the world has not even made the list... do you think that is why she has moved onto to a new fanbase in Nigeria... to top up her mentions and numbers... LOL. The Commonwealth has abandoned the Sussexes. And Madam is looking for new markets to change her social score... LOL
Notice that in the last year, even given Invictus, she got only 18000 mentions from people with accounts in Germany... dudes, you have to host Invictus somewhere MeghanFriendly... Germany is not it!
Anyway peeps, this is just a quick window into the Meltwater tool and how it can dig down deep into all internet traffic linked to a particular name.
I might do a bit more digging over the coming days, as I am going on holiday and there is rain predicted at the sea, so I might go all the way there to be stuck indoors.
Let me know if you enjoyed this and whether you want me to did a bit more.
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Catherine Queen of Positivity
So someone asked for a comparison to Catherine. I have dug around a bit this morning.
I had to use a Boolean string to get all of the Catherine mentions into one sample, well this is because Catherine's brand is diluted with mentions of Princess of Wales, Kate Middleton etc, but I think this is the total from 1 Jan to today.
So as you can see versus Markles 3,4 million mentions, Catherine is on 2,9 million mentions across all platforms.
The two biggest spikes are her birthday and the Coronation.
Her birthday garnered 75 653 mentions to Mega's 25 000.
Importantly, note the green percentage increases over the results for the same period last year.
Where Mega's numbers are in decline Catherines daily mention avg and total mentions are up on last year.
Catherine's least mentions this year was 22 August at 2850.
Where it is really different is on the Sentiment scoring and location.
Where Mega's sentiment score is mostly negative (38%), you can see that only 13% of mentions on Catherine are negative, 51% are neutral and 34% are positive compared to Mega's 17% positive, so Catherine is viewed nearly twice as positively as Mega.
As you can see, location sources for Catherine's fans are almost equally US and UK. And like Mega, she has followers in Australia, Canada and France. And both have some fans in Italy, but what a surprise Catherine has a healthy chunk of fans in Brazil! And even Vietnam and Mexico!
Which now makes me think that the only reason Germany got on Mega's list was because of Invictus.
So I decided to see where else Catherine has fans by checking out the next pages of locations. (I will need to go back and do the same for Mega)
William is not trailing Mega by very far, with 3.14 million mentions in the same period.
Notice he is also up on the same period last year at a similar rate of increased mentions as Catherine between 3 and 4%. While Mega mentions are 21% down on the previous period. So I reckon people are getting bored.
William's locations and sentiment are a bit surprising.
More people in the US than the UK are mentioning William and the positive 25% versus the negative comments 24% are surprising. I need to did down and see if this is attacks by the SS.
So this is now filtered to give just the negative mentions of William.
More negative comments originate in the US. I notice though that a lot of the negative mentions refer to him being impatient regarding efforts to aid the planet. The AI language tool is picking those up as negative reports. So it is not foolproof.
So I think this will give everyone insight into why Mega's PR is full of flowery positive words and hyperbole and why it goes out in waves, her PR agency are desperately trying to change the negative sentiment by flooding the internet and online news sources with puff pieces.
There are some other features I would like to explore with this tool, but I need to go and pack for holiday!
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Show me your friends & I will tell you who you are: "Chrissy Teigen admits she would eat Human Flesh & she's shocked to be in the minority."
The next time MEgain Markle complains about suicidal ideation or "shows up" to speak with grieving parents about cyberbullying & mental health, please remind her of her FRIENDS.
The irony of MEgain: a predator, a bully, and a professional VICTIM who is rebranding as a mental health/digital justice "activist" inviting a disgraced celebrity predator and cyberbully to promote her "brand" is not lost on anyone.
Activist John Stephens was recruited by NOprah before the wedding to shut down media personalities who exposed Markle's red flags. After the wedding, BULLY Teigen on Twitter: "although I've never met Meghan, I'm very protective of her."
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In 2019 or 2020, Toronto Papers revealed that MEgain was friends with the owners of a popular LA cannibal club restaurant. Holiday something??
Celebrities publicly promote eating placenta, why wouldn't they consume human flesh. There is nothing new under the sun. Regardless of Chrissy's behavior, she and hubby are untouchable.
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Police arrested 11 people and closed a restaurant after two human heads wrapped in cellophane were discovered at a hotel restaurant that had been serving human flesh.
A tip-off led police to the macabre discovery in Anambra, Nigeria, with 11 people being arrested and AK-47 guns and other weapons being seized.
Human flesh was apparently being sold as an expensive treat at the restaurant, with authorities saying that roasted human head was even on the menu.
"I went to the hotel early this year, after eating, I was told that a lump of meat was being sold at N700, I was surprised," a pastor who had visited the eatery said.
"So I did not know it was human meat that I ate at such expensive price.
"What is this country turning into? Can you imagine people selling human flesh as meat," he added. "Seriously I’m beginning to fear people in this part of the world. "
Another local added to the Osun Defender newspaper: "I always noticed funny movements in and out of the hotel; dirty people with dirty characters always come into the hotel.
"So, I was not surprised when the police made this discovery in the early hours of yesterday."
The tabloid reported that two army caps, 40 rounds of live ammunition and 'so many cell phones' were also discovered by authorities.
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BLACK HISTORY MONTH ART DUMP PT 2
Here he is! The sweet cheese! The good time boy!
I hope ya’ll do like it, im very proud of how this turned out, even with the tight time period i had to work on him
and for where he’s from i wanted to see if there were any countries that do eat the porcupine from the episode where we need Axl’s parents
and turns out that in Nigeria they do!
This is the site/recipe used for my source and got the image from, in case you wanna check it out!
It’s even described that porcupine (or bush meat as some seem to call it) has a very sweet taste.
And from the sources i found, im even a bit compelled to try!
I haven’t drawn food nor Axl a lot but i hope i did them both justice!
and also here are some bonus doodles of which i was supposed to post a few days ago:
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MINI COMIC
They build secret blanket forts and info dump about their current hyper fixations
And thats about it
I normally don’t post art to holidays or celebrations, but this was still kinda fun to do!
To all the black users on this site, i hope you’ve had a good black history month
and for non black users, if you haven’t wished someone a good BHM, maybe go ahead before the day is over.
Okay baiiiii!
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Tea Room. ☕️
Hi, folks.
Happy International Workers’ Day, May Day, Labour Day. All of it.
Observed in over 80 countries worldwide, today we commemorate the struggles and achievements of every worker and labour movement across the globe.
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To all the dedicated and committed workers our there, we value you. Thank you for changing the world.
We see the work and effort you put into your jobs. None of it is…
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Chapter 1 : Blaise and the reluctant preparation for Hogwarts
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Tap tap tap echoed into his room as his mother knocked on his door.
His mother strode into his room and sat on the edge of his bed. “Blaise my love, it's time to get up.” his mother muttered as she pulls at her curls.
“Hmmmmm, no thank you.” Blaise groaned into his pillow, gripping it tighter to his face to avoid the reality of the day ahead of him.
“While I wish I could indulge in your wish to stay home-” she sighed as she stood-” We have been over this.” she stated with a stern tone that brought Blaise the energy to sit up in his bed and fix his face.
“Yes, I know but remind me again why I must go to school when I have plenty of qualified teachers now? Tutors for practically every language on Earth, every subject provided at Hogwarts, I could easily pass my N.E.W.T.’s right now. Even Muggle arithmetic, English and sciences. I really don’t need to go.” Blaise argued.
“Yes yes I know, I was the one who set up and paid all those tutors, remember?” she said with a smile which Blaise easily saw the condescending nature of. “And while your arguments are valid, Hogwars will be good for you. You need friends-”
“I have friends.” Blaise said defensibly.
“You need more friends.” His mother amended. “You need friends in the nation.” she said softly, as she reorganized his already perfect jewelry drawer. And with that sentimental claim, she left him to get ready.
“I have friends.” Blaise muttered to himself. He had Kira who he met during one of his mothers weddings in Russia. He had Hyunwoo from his trip to Korea a couple years ago. He had Obi in Nigeria who is the son of his tutor about African Magical Practices. All of which he regularly owls. Yes, he decided, I have friends.
And with that thought he drags his feet to this record player and places one of his custom made records and starts it up.
I guess you wonder where I’ve been
I searched to find a love within
I came back to let you know
Got a thing for you and I can’t let go
Satisfied with his song choice, he makes his way into his bathroom taking off his durag, and deciding to forgo adding any product. “I literally just got a haircut”, Blaise reasons to himself in case his mother asks him. He puts on black slacks and a white button up and eventually settles on a classic black robe. “...this is too basic.” Blaise decides. So he opens his drawer of jewelry and sits for a good 2 minutes trying on his wide variety of watches, rings, bracelets and earrings ultimately accepting a single gold ring with a matching watch.
He joins his mother in front of their fireplace next to the entrance of the manor after triple checking his trunk for everything he needs.
“Parchment?”
“Yes.”
“Quills?”
“Yes.”
“Shrunken owl cage?”
“Yes.”
“Clothes charmed to stay crisp?”
“Yes.”
“Wand?”
“Yes, mother. I have everything I’ll need and if I don't I’ll just owl you.” Blaise added, resisting the urge to drag a hand down his face. He loved his mother and knew she only had good intentions but sometimes her questions exhausted him.
She strides over to him, placing a feather-light charm on his trunk. “I know, I just wanted to stall a bit more. My only child is finally school age. I’m allowed to nag and fret a bit, I won’t be able to until the holidays, you know.” she trails off as she grasps both sides of his face.
And she just stares. Sometimes she will do this, just stare at him taking in his features with no distinct emotion in her eyes. It's times like these that Blaise wishes he was a naturally gifted legilimens.
She suddenly seems to come back to herself, patting his face and taking a step back with a soft smile she only uses in public and Blaise knows that the moment is over. She grabs a handful of floo powder and confidently throws it into the fireplace exclaiming “Platform 9 and ¾!” and in a burst of flames she’s gone.
Blaise takes a deep breath now alone, and physically shakes himself in an attempt to relax himself, he can’t step onto the platform in front of so many wizards and witches visibly tense. He grabs his own handful of floo powder and with a mournful glance back into his home, he throws his floo powder and with false conviction proclaims “Platform 9 and ¾!” and steps into the flames dragging his trunk with him, plagued with dread and annoyance as he wonders what the hell waits for him at Hogwarts.
Author's notes: hi so I found the motivation to write this far sooner than I expected. so here it is. thanks for reading
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