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shisasan · 20 days
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April 10, 1927 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]
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tswiftupdatess · 21 days
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'THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT' painting in Poland has been finished!
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nemfrog · 2 months
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Dates Due 1916-1930. Beginning right. 1916.
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newyorkthegoldenage · 20 days
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The juncture of the 6th & 9th Avenue Els at Morris St., Trinity Place, April 10, 1939.
Photo: Barney Stein for the NY Post via Photo Archives, LLC/Fine Art America
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“What is the Least Viewed Video on YouTube?”
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dailykafka · 1 year
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— April 10, 1922 / Franz Kafka diaries
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great-and-small · 1 year
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lulublack90 · 20 days
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Prompt 10 - Traitor
@jegulus-microfic April 10, Word count 292
James had the perfect hiding place. They would never find him there. For once, he was warm and dry and so high up no one could see him from the ground. 
He heard a shriek from somewhere below and shuffled himself as far back as possible. 
Footsteps hurried towards his hiding place. He held his breath. The footsteps clattered away again. 
James could hear voices, one urging the other to check again. 
The footsteps returned, followed by a much heavier set. 
“Lift?” A small voice asked. He heard a snort. And then a hand pushed under his cover and poked him in the eye.
“Ouch!” He cried. A fit of tiny giggles erupted in front of him. 
He yanked the bed sheet off his head and, with a bit of twisting, dropped out of the cupboard onto the floor. Regulus was standing there with Harry wrapped securely in his hands. “You found me!” James beamed at the toddler.
“Papa told me where you were.” Harry grinned up at Regulus.
“Tiny traitor,” Regulus said indulgently. He stroked Harry’s hair, trying to get it to life flat. It was a losing battle.
James gathered them both into his arms. 
“Okay, my turn. You go hide.” He covered his face with both hands. “1,2,3,4,5,” He peeked between his fingers as Regulus and Harry ran away giggling. “6,7,8,” Harry was going to be so easy to find. James could still hear him making far too much noise. Regulus would be impossible to find. He made it easy for Harry. But he made James work for it. “9,10! Ready or not! Here I come!” James removed his hands from his face and purposely ran past the giggling curtains with the tiny feet poking out from underneath them.
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1rabbitdaily · 1 year
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todaysdocument · 21 days
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Furniture Repair at Fair Street School
Record Group 69: Records of the Work Projects AdministrationSeries: National Youth Administration (NYA) Photographs showing Projects in New England and New York
Original caption: This photograph depicts a young man repairing a chaise lounge for a National Youth Administration training program at the Fair Street School in Connecticut.
This black and white photograph shows a young man recaning a chaise lounge.  His face is not visible as he bends over the lounge.  A nearby chair holds the cane that he’s working with.  Tables and many chairs line the edges of the room.
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rayslittlekitten · 21 days
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Happiest Birthday to this gentleman!! 💖
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tswiftupdatess · 20 days
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'Shake It Off (Taylor's Version)' has now surpassed 100 MILLION streams on Spotify!
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cupiowaffles · 20 days
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I always forget to do character birthdays but I actually remembered today
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Happy birthday Clyde Donovan 🎂
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maiiefizz · 20 days
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Jegulus Prompt: Traitor
@jegulus-microfic
10.04.24, 404 Words
This is the perfect word to write Angst but my heart won't let me. So just peaceful stuff.
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James leans back with a big grin on his face and looks at Regulus.
Reg thinks about how he can still win the game. He is usually the best at chess. Apart from Monty. James' father is the best man the chess world has ever seen. But now the genes seem to be awakening in James too, because Regulus simply can't compete with his boyfriend. No matter what move he makes, James seems to have planned everything three steps ahead and is slowly running out of options. This must not happen.
"Come on Reggi, you know what we bet on."
Regulus sighs, annoyed. "Potter, I'm not going to sit next to Sirius and Remus on a ten hour car journey."
James' grin gets bigger.
"Then I guess you have to win now."
Regulus closes his eyes and slumps backwards, lying on the soft carpet on the floor of the Potters' living room.
"I think I have a better chance of winning the trip if I just strangle Sirius tonight."
He then hears a voice laughing
It sounds like James, but even if the difference is barely noticeable, Regulus knows James' voice better than anyone else. He immediately opens his eyes and looks up into the face of Monty, who is looking down at him with a grin.
"Oh Potter, you Traitor! How long has he been helping you?!"
Monty replies: "If it wasn't for me, he'd already be out of check after your third move."
"Well, now that we've sorted that out," Regulus begins, "you can sit next to Barty and Evan in the back seat tomorrow. Sirius and Remus in the middle on the two and I'll sit in the front next to Pandora."
"HEY!" shouts James, "you haven't won yet. So there's still a chance that I'll sit next to Pandora and you'll sit with your brother and Moony."
"You cheated. That definitely counts as losing!"
"It doesn't"
"It does"
"Don't"
"Does"
"Dad!"
Monty laughs "You're cute, you two. How about you two sit on the two seats in the middle and the others have to take care of the rest?"
Regulus and James look at each other briefly and smile.
The chess game long forgotten as soon as they imagine being in total connection for 10 hours.
They don't notice Monty leaving with a grin.
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newyorkthegoldenage · 20 days
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On April 10, 1947, Jackie Robinson became the first African-American ever to be admitted into the major leagues. He is shown here right after he signed his contract with the Brooklyn Dodgers at the Dodgers' office.
Photo: Associated Press
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