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T. S. Eliot, from The Complete Works of T. S. Eliot; "The Confidential Clerk,"

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“Your Favorite Liv Pun Here”, Jane US, August 1998 Photographer : Regan Cameron Model : Liv Tyler

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SENSE AND SENSIBILITY (1995) dir. Ang Lee

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Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

#plath

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Efeso, Turquía

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she walton on my goggins til she fallout

#this is the funniest iteration of this meme

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I'm you, sweetie. Just...give it a little time. / I'll never be like you.

#this parallel fucking killed me #the way cooper had the man think of happy memories before he killed him #perfection #very much in the spirit of traditional westerns #walton goggins understood his character impeccably

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lawrencexhardy

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sweethearts in photo booths (1920s-1960s)

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Commentary by the author of the drawings (who is not me, but the artist at @vermium!):

The Persian is based on 1925 version, played by Arthur Edmund Carewe. He was the best, even though he wasn’t supposed to be THE Persian, but some other guy. The Persian is fascinating. He is like Theseus who can’t bring himself to slay the Minotaur, the whole purpose of him entering the labyrinth, and the Minotaur has long forgotten about him. His guns in disuse, his sword all clean, the unfortunate Theseus wanders the house of Asterion aimlessly, lonely like the monster, lost in the labyrinth like a man would be. There is a part in the book when the Phantom, the one who wants to be seen, loved, all of that stuff, turns to a man who saved his ass, paying for that with his everything, his homeland, even his name - and casually says: “you didn’t exist, you had ceased to exist”.

The Red Death - the hat is inspired by Cranach, the text comes from Petrarch’s The Secret, and the skeleton illusion is based on pajamas.

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His eyes rests upon the few raindrops that had landed on the back of his cybernetic hand, but he doesn't feel anything, not even now when a few more drops hits the metal - nothing.

He can't even remember what it feels like, can't even remember the last time he experienced something like this, not until a few drops land on the skin of his face, one of the remaining places on his body that still can feel something.

A few more drops hits and it's in that very moment that memories related to this feeling slowly awakens deep within his mind, something that he has long forgotten and for the first time in a long time - he feels something.

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“You and i are Earth 1661”. Tin-glazed earthenware plate found in a London sewer, from the Wellcome Collection’s “Dirt” exhibition.

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