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Medio Ambiente reúne a más de 2.000 voluntarios para reforestar Monte Orgegia con 'Alicante Renace'

Más de 2.000 voluntarios medioambientales se dieron cita este sábado en la nueva campaña de reforestación del Monte Orgegia organizada por la asociación ‘Enamorados de Alicante’ con la colaboración de la concejalía de Medio Ambiente del Ayuntamiento de Alicante. Los asistentes, muchos familias enteras, han podido plantar más de 2.000 ejemplares de árboles y arbustos de especies mediterráneas con…

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#Manuel Villar #monte Orgegia #plantación pinos #Reforestación

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cassandragoth26 · 1 month

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Part 1: There will be some parts of Robles Legacy that I will do in story mode telling jasdjasd (Because guess where the next generation will be asjdajsd) Strangerville! (I think it was obvious, plus Strangerville is one of my favorite worlds qwq)

Gen 3: Robles Kyleson prev / next

#oc: gael robles kyleson #oc: maria villareal landgraab #oc: andres villareal landgraab #oc: rachelle landgraab goth #oc: paula landgraab goth #oc: louis landgraab goth #oc: robert howell beck #malcolm landgraab #cassandra goth #oc: manuel villareal behr #oc: esther landgraab goth #oc: hugo landgraab harris #gen 3: robles kyleson #robles legacy sims 4 #sims 4 #oc: anna kyleson flex #oc: daniel robles beiroa

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thecubanartobserver · 1 year

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Exposición “Detrás del Muro está el amor”, Colectiva

Exposición Detrás del Muro está el amor Colectiva 19.03.2022 Centro Hispanoamericano de Cultura de La Habana Muchos años soñó Juanito Delgado con su proyecto, y lo logró. En sus propias palabras a raíz de la Oncena Bienal de La Habana se nota el orgullo cuando dijo: “El malecón como eje para la curaduría se ajusta perfectamente a la propuesta de la Bienal, en tanto ´es´ imaginario social. Me…

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#2022 #Adonis Flores #Alex Hernández #Ariamna Contino #DDMU #Esterio Segura #Gabriel Fabelo #Gabriel Raúl Cisneros Báez #Manuel Mendive #Muestra Colectiva #Rafael Villares #Roberto Diago #Roberto Fabelo #Roberto Fabelo Hung #The Merger #William Acosta #Yohy Suárez

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cmatain · 2 years

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Mesa redonda en homenaje a Luis Astrana Marín en Villaescusa de Haro (Cuenca), su localidad natal

Como una actividad de extensión cultural del I Coloquio Internacional «Dulcinea del Toboso. La creación cervantina y otras Dulcineas recreadas», coorganizado por el Grupo de Investigación Siglo de Oro (GRISO) de la Universidad de Navarra, el Excmo. Ayuntamiento de El Toboso y la Hospedería Casa de la Torre, con la colaboración de otras varias instituciones, el pasado sábado 9 de julio se celebró…

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marcogiovenale · 2 years

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21 luglio, forte prenestino: no tenemos miedo

NO TENEMOS MIEDO giovedì 21 luglio 2022, ore 21 ★ Roma – Arena CSOA Forte PrenestinoÈ una dichiarazione d’intenti, quel “non abbiamo paura” del titolo.Nell’ottobre 2019 esplode una rivolta popolare che scuote il Cile per mesi. La scintilla è l’aumento del prezzo del biglietto della metropolitana, ma “non sono 30 pesos, sono 30 anni” di sperequazione capitalista e ferocia militare.L’epicentro…

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#Cile #Daniel Muñoz #documentario #film #Juan Cristóbal Peña #Leonardo Alejandro Villar Aguilar #Manuele Franceschini #No tenemos miedo #Primera Linea #video

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tiaramania · 7 months

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There is a new exhibition called 'La Moda en la Casa de Alba/The Fashion in the House of Alba' at Palacio de Liria in Madrid from October 19th to March 31st. It covers two centuries of the family through their fashion with designs by Charles Frederick Worth, Louise Chéruit, Cristóbal Balenciaga, Flora Villareal, Manuel Pertegaz, and Enmanuel Húngaro. The exhibition includes dresses worn by Empress Eugénie of France, also the Countess of Montijo, and the wedding dresses of Cayetana Fitz-James Stuart, 18th Duchess of Alba, Eugenia Martínez de Irujo, 12th Duchess of Montoro, and Sofía Palazuelo Barroso, Duchess of Huéscar. You can find out more about visiting here.

There are no jewels on display due to security concerns and the cost of insuring them but I noticed in the background of one of the pictures is a portrait of the Duchess of Huéscar wearing the Alba Strawberry Leaf Coronet.

It looks like it was part of the same photo session as the portrait that was found to be on display at Palacio de las Dueñas in Seville in January.

I need to see a better quality picture of Sofia wearing the tiara!

Strawberry leaf ducal-style coronets are very popular amongst Spanish nobility. The one is made of emeralds, diamonds, and pearls and was supposedly a gift from Empress Eugénie to her sister, María Francisca de Sales de Palafox Portocarrero y Kirkpatrick, 16th Duchess of Peñaranda de Duero, wife of the 15th Duke of Alba. Here it is worn by María del Rosario Falcó y Osorio, 21st Countess of Siruela, and María del Rosario de Silva y Gurtubay, 9th Marchioness of San Vicente del Barco, wives of the 16th and 17th Dukes respectively.

Of course it was most famously worn by María del Rosario Cayetana Fitz-James Stuart y Silva, 18th Duchess of Alba, and most titled person in the world before she passed away in 2014.

If anyone goes to the exhibition and is able to get better shot of the portrait, I would very much appreciate if you would send it to me.

#Tiara Talk #Duchess of Alba #Spain #Spanish Nobility #Sofía Palazuelo #Duchess of Huescar #emerald #coronet #strawberry leaf tiara #tiara exhibition #sort of

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acrazybayernfan · 6 months

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Ok so, I'm here to humbly request some Mullendowski from your amazing writing (I miss them so much) Btw, bless your inability to keep it short <3

(Fun fact: I was nervous to ask and for some reason, I started typing in Spanish (?????? )

Hello my dear Nana <333

first of all thank you so much for your request 😘 and I'm so so so so horribly terribly sorry to be so late to answer it. I had my first session of exams for my theater school last week and the repetitions took all my time, and I was so unsatisfied of I had done for your little fanfic that I had to try to make better but i failed so... I just count on your understanding and your kindness.

As a compensation for being so late, I have decided to write you two little stories (that can be related if you want or not if you don't want). Also, somehow I'm unable to write anything that isn't sad this month (it must be the fall vibes) so...

Oh if you'd like, go for Spanish, i can't talk well but I understand, so if it's easier for you, I won't mind, at all : )

First story is inspired by the song El Perdedor by Enrique Iglesias so the tittle is... Los Perdedores

Qué más quieres de mí Si el pasado está a prueba de tu amor Y no tengo el valor De escapar para siempre del dolor Demasiado pedir Que sigamos en esta hipocresía Cuánto tiempo más podré vivir En la misma mentira

One morning Thomas had read on internet news saying that Robert Lewandowski was considering leaving Bayern and he had laugh at these ridiculous rumors. He had laugh like that every day for months until, even him, couldn’t laugh about it anymore and fear, a terrible, dreadful fear sized his heart, the fear to lose something that perhaps, in the end, he never had.

Why would Lewy want to leave? Weren’t things great the way they were? Yes, that elimination against Villareal was a shame but… but Robert was still the best striker in Europe, and Thomas made sure that it was the case, and wasn’t that enough? What else should he has done to prevent this? What a terrible question was that, a question no one should ever asked themselves.

All those years, didn’t they carry any weight in Robert’s heart? Thomas had thought… How stupid was that? He had thought that with time the Polish player had got attached to Bayern… to him? But apparently all this didn’t stand a chance against… against what? More money? No, Robert wasn’t like that. Against the hope to finally win this stupid Ballon d’Or? Perhaps… probably… Against Lewy’s dream to still play at forty years old, something easier to do in a less intense league than the Bundesliga? Maybe that dreams weight much more than memories after all.

No, no vayas presumiendo, no Que me has robado el corazón Y no me queda nada más Sí, prefiero ser el perdedor Que te lo ha dado todo Y no me queda nada más No me queda nada más

At Bayern, the last game of the season his supposed to be a time for joy and celebration, the pinnacle of a successful season but today in the stadium the atmosphere is gloomy. No one talks about it but everyone knows. Thomas didn’t leaved Manuel’s side because he needed the strength of the goalkeeper calming presence. Next to them Robert was walking towards the stands. His face was livid but his expression determined. He waved at the fans and his eyes teared up and he stayed there for longs minutes, crying, a hand placed both on his heart and on the Bayern crest.

“If you care about all this, then why are you leaving !!!” Thomas was screaming these words again and again in his head, pinching his lips together to prevent himself from crying and from saying this out loud and then the pain became unbearable and he had to leave. How ironic it was! Robert was the one staying with the team, staying in the stadium, staying with the fans and Thomas was the one running away.

As soon as he was out of sight the Bavarian player started to run to hide himself in the darkest most recluse place of the stadium. There he let out a terrible, desperate, passionate scream - a scream closed to the one Achille let out when he heard the news of Patroclus death- and after this supreme effort all strength seemed to leave his body and Thomas collapsed on the floor, weeping. All the muscles in his body were tense, from his toes to his face which was deformed by the pain, making it hard for him to breathe. He was clenching his right hand on the air around his chest in a vain attempt to ease the pain of his heart. Memories, reproofs, pleas, imprecations, regrets or prayers… all these thoughts were whirling in his head. In that moment he was willing to offer everything, even his dear world cup trophy, to make Robert stay.

Ya no puedo seguir Resistiendo esa extraña sensación Que me hiela la piel Como invierno fuera de estación Tú mirada y la mía Ignorándose en una lejanía Todo pierde sentido Y es mejor el vacío que el olvido

But Thomas was strong, and after this beak down he promised himself to have more control over his feelings. The next when Robert saluted the crowd from the balcony of the city hall, he remained stoic, as cool as the statues next to him. The rest of the time he laughed and danced and screamed and told jokes as loudly and expressively as always, even more probably, to hide the fact that his heart was so cold that no amount of May’s sun could warm it up. He even found the courage to trifle a little bit with Robert and, as a joke, he offered to his teammate to take a photo of him with the Bundesliga trophy. The Polish man accepted all smile and Thomas asked himself if all this was just acting, like it was for him, or if Lewy was really leaving with a light heart. The simple fact that this supposition could exist was so hurtful and enraging that Thomas chased this thought quickly in order to keep his composure.

The Marienplatz ceremony ended both too soon and too late for the Bavarian’s taste, torn that he was between his desire to spend as much time as possible with Robert and the exhausting weight that the striker’s presence was for him.

After two hours of partying to celebrate the league title during the banquet of the team, Thomas was quite drunk, using alcohol to empty his mind and to hide his pain. It had worked for some time but now that his mental barriers were weakened by the liquor thoughts and memories field his mind again. Lewy was dancing in the middle of the crowd, more handsome than ever. Things always appear the nicest to us when we’re about to lose them, no? After a long moment of contemplation, Thomas got up and with an unsteady walk he moved through the crowd, bumping in a few persons on his way, is eyes fixed on his goal. At that moment Robert looked at him, their eyes met and for an instant they stared at each other. ‘Such incredibly beautiful eyes’ thought Thomas ‘as beautiful as the sky in winter”. But, soon his teammate looked away, the German player tried to reach him but instead he tripped on his own legs and his arms grabbed nothing but air. Robert was walking away and Thomas would have fell on the floor if not for Serge catching him.

Yo prefiero dejarte partir Que ser tu prisionero Y no vayas por ahí Diciendo ser la dueña de mis sentimientos

“Leave! Leave!!! Who wants you to stay anyway?! You’re just a selfish prick! I hate you !!!” Thomas had screamed with all his strength but Robert was already too far and the music was too loud or else he knew that, if his Polish teammate had heard him, this would have been the beginning of a fight between them. Perhaps that he would have preferred that, perhaps that it would have been better that this feeling of being invisible.

Thomas sized the first bottle of alcohol he could find, he took a large mouthful of it and then - addressing his speech to all the persons around him- he declared with a solemn tone and drunken voice: “You know what? I can play without him. I played without him for years, I won the greatest trophies of my careers without it. I can live without him, I lived the happiest years of my life without him. I don’t need him on the pitch or in my life! Plus, he is not that good, is he? Mario would have scored as much has him if the all team had played for him like we do. There is nothing special about him !!”

No, no vayas presumiendo, no Que me has robado el corazón Y no me queda nada más Sí, prefiero ser el perdedor Que te lo ha dado todo Y no me queda nada más

At that moment Thomas had believed in what he was saying but it didn’t last for long and the next morning he had to admit to himself that all this was a lie.

During one month he lived with the fear that this disastrous night may turn out be the last time he would see Robert as his teammate. The news in the press were more and more pessimistic, the relationship between the Pole and the club more and more tense.

"I want the one who has been my offensive partner for years to continue."

This was more than what Thomas has ever dared to say in the press when one of his teammates was leaving, even for Bastian, but it was also so far from what he really wanted to say.

The night after this interview Thomas had written this message on his phone: ‘Would this change something if I tell you that I need you? That I love you. And that I could do everything for you.” The message was never sent.

A few weeks later, the news was official, Robert was leaving Bayern for Barcelona.

One last training session and everything was going to be over. They all behaved extremely well that day. Robert was all smile but not too much either, witty and charming like he knew how to be and everything went really well. Thomas didn’t even cry, he had passed that point, he was just looking at Lewy hugging each player of the Bayern’s squad one by one and, in his head, he was talking to his soon to be ex-teammate saying the things that he could never say out loud: “I gave you all I had to give, I gave you everything I could give to someone. I changed the way I play for you, I changed the way I use my qualities to help you more, to make you shine more. But all this wasn’t entirely altruism, I wanted you to depends on me Iike I depended on you, I wanted to become essential to you, I wanted to create a special bond with you. I gave you everything and I don’t regret it, even now, because this is what it is to love, it’s to give without expecting anything in return.”

¿Qué más quieres de mí? Si he pasado esa prueba de tu amor.

Lewy has fallen in love with Thomas the very first day they met and yet it took him years to realize it. Knowing very way that those feelings could never bring anything good to him he fought against them. In desperation, he tried to leave Bayern but the fear of not seeing Thomas every day turned out to be greater than his fear of suffering. Four years later, it was the opposite, his heart was burned, devoured by repressed and unrequired feelings and both his mind and his body were exhausted of this situation. Leaving Bayern was the hardest decision he had ever made and the hardest to execute but it was necessary.

And the second story tittle is: Delusion and Disappointment and it's inspired by what happened after the Bayern-Leipzig game in 2020.

I'm sorry at the time I didn't knew how to register screen and to use it to make gifs so I only have those blurry pictures to show you the situation.

It was a hard match, probably an interesting game for a neutral spectator but for Robert it had been half and an hour of nightmare. He hated matches like this, those matches that would remind him of how useless he could be. They haven’t even lost but this 3-3 draw felt like a defeat to him. He was exhausted, he had fought against Upamecano and Konaté for the all game, without success. He just had one single opportunity and of course he has missed it, but not only was he unable to score or even to create chances for himself, but he was also unable to bring anything to the team, on the long balls he had lost all his aerial duels against the two Leipzig’s defenders and when he had gone to the midfield, in order to finally have a chance to touch the ball, he had been unable to turn around and make a forward pass because of the opponent’s pressing. His all body was hurting because of all the blows he has taken. As a football player that was something normal, they all play with pain here and there, this is something you have to get used to, and at the end of each game new pains appear in your body and you have to deal with them for the rest of the week. But that day it was a bit different, the Leipzig’s players hadn’t been soft with him and the euphoria of the victory wasn’t there to ease the pang.

Robert with his pride, was determine not to show to the opponent that they had succeed in hurting him (both physically and mentally), so he was walking slowly but firmly and steadily towards the referees to shake their hands, just like usual. Around him the other players were talking together or exchanging a few words with the Leipzig’s players and trainers.

From the corner of his eyes he caught sight of Thomas encouraging and congratulating Jamal. His German teammate seemed as full of energy as always. For a second, Robert asked himself how it was possible. A traitorous voice in his head answered him: “He has scored a brace, him” but Robert disagreed, Thomas was not like him, he cared about the team first and his statistics secondly, him scoring wouldn’t be enough to make him forget the disappointment of a Bayern bad game. No, his teammate was either stronger than him mentally or he was hiding his feelings, not by pride like him, but because he probably considered that it was his duty to cheer up the rest of the team.

Sometimes he wondered about who would be there to cheer up Thomas when the young man needs it, and sometimes he would also hope to be that person, which was ridiculous because he was so bad at comforting people. When his father died, several times, he had caught his mother crying alone in her kitchen, he had wanted to go to her and to speak to her but each time he had always been stopped by the same questions: What should I say? What should I do? What if I do something wrong and I make it worse? And instead of moving he had stayed where he was and watched her for long, long minutes.

Robert extended his arm to shake the sideline referee’s hand, not feeling like saying anything and he was about to move on to the next person when he was suddenly stopped by someone grabbing him from behind and putting his arms around him, there was a strange mix of strength -almost of roughness- and softness in this gesture, just enough to annihilate all ambiguity and he knew immediately who it was: Thomas.

He would never, for anything in the world, show it or worst admit it but he was glad and grateful. For the briefest instant, for less than a fraction of second, he let his body melt in the embrace and then it was over, he wouldn’t be guilty of any other moment of weakness. Thomas almost let his chin rest on Robert’s shoulder to talk to him, but for some reason he didn’t went all the way. “You’re so stupid, Robert! Your vision is so limited that you’re not even considering that we have scored two of our goals thanks to you, are you? Of course not. Think a little about that pass between Upamecano’s legs, think about the way you have created space for me on the header and stop feeling sorry for yourself!”

If anyone else in the team had talked to him like that, Lewy would have probably told them to leave him alone in a rather brutal way but Thomas had some privileges.

However, Robert was determined to remain impassive – at least externally-, while his teammate was talking, so he offered his hand to the central referee, exactly as if Thomas wasn’t here. But his teammate was the not the kind of person to be deter by so little. He circled Robert, his harm sliding around the Polish man’s torso and then resting on his stomach. Now they were standing face to face. Thomas’ stubbornness was Robert’s greatest delight and greatest torture.

Lewy immediately looked away, concentrating all his attention on the central referee. Robert then had the impression to hear his teammate sighing briefly but he convinced himself that it was in his imagination. Thomas placed his right hand on the striker’s neck, a familiar gesture between them. From time to time, during all these years they have played together, the German player would do that to him, sometimes to tease him, sometimes to encourage him, sometimes with no reason. There was nothing intimate, nothing tender in this gesture and yet there was something frighteningly pleasing in the sensation of this large, strong, slightly calloused hand on the soft skin of his neck. Frightening because it would be so easy to let himself melt in it, to let himself be hold by someone else like that and lose control.

It only lasted for a brief moment and then Thomas let go of him and started walking past him, saying: “Take care of yourself it’s not good to stay in pain.”. Robert refrained himself from smiling. “Of course, he knew, thought the polish player, of course… Thomas always knew when something was wrong with him”. Perhaps that he was too easily readable or perhaps that his teammate was too good at that. There was just one thing that Thomas would never see or understand about him because Robert himself had decided not to see or understand it.

#last apology but not least sorry for my bad english #thomas müller #robert lewandowski #müllendowski #fanfiction #my writing #unrequited love (or sort of)#angst (a bit)#fc bayern #thank you so much for the ask nana #I hope that you'll enjoy it even if... I would like to do something better for you <333 #sending you a lot of kisses #long post #important tag to add they're both two freaking idiots

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Juveblr End of the Year Ask Game

Do you have a favorite match (or matches) of the year (Jan. 22–Dec. 22)?

Do you have a favorite flop (or flops) of the year (Jan. 22–Dec. 22)?

Do you have a favorite off pitch moment of the year (e.g., Chiesa-Vlahović reunion, R.I.P. Arthur, Rabiot vs Referee...)?

Rank these Juve flops from bad (1) to catastrophic (5): Juventus v Villareal 0-3 (21/22); Juventus v Inter 2-4 (21/22); Maccabi Haifa v Juventus 2-0 (22/23); Monza v Juventus 1-0 (22/23); Sampdoria v Juventus 0-0 (22/23).

Rank these Juve signings from "Um chile anyways so..." (1) to "I would like to thank not only God but Jesus" (5): Arek Milik; Dušan Vlahović; Angel Di María; Paul Pogba; Filip Kostić.

Rank these Juve ships (or friendships, if you prefer) from 🤢 (nauseated face emoji) (1) to ❤️ (red heart emoji) (5): Dyblahović (Paulo Dybala & Dušan Vlahović); Vlahesa (Dušan Vlahović & Federico Chiesa); Chiellucci (Giorgio Chiellini & Leonardo Bonucci); Allegriot (Massimiliano Allegri & Adrien Rabiot); Locatellow (Manuel Locatelli & Yellow Card).

Your memory is erased and you are forced to (re-)experience one Juve game + aftermath/trauma for the first time, which would you pick – Juventus v Lazio 2-2 (21/22) + Chiello and Dybala goodbye OR Juventus v Salernitana 2-2 (22/23) + VAR madness?

Your memory is erased and you can (re-)experience one Juve game + aftermath/euphoria for the first time, which would you pick – first post-Vlahović transfer Fiorentina v Juventus 0-1 (21/22) + Venuti 90+1' own goal OR Juventus v Inter 2-0 (22/23) + Rabiotgoal and Fagiogoal?

You are the new Juventus president and you have the power to yeet a current player into the sun immediately and with no repercussions, but you can only pick one. Who would you choose?

You are the new Juventus president and you have the power to make a current player sign a contract that binds him to Juventus in perpetuity, but you can only pick one. Who would you choose?

You are the new Juventus president and you can finally bring #AllegriOut to completion, but you can only hire Jay the Zebra as his replacement. Would you still do it?

Would you rather: let Mattia Perin criticize your outfit every day OR have Carlo Pinsoglio wake you up with a football chant every morning?

Would you rather: let Adrien Rabiot be in charge of organizing your sock drawer OR have Manuel Locatelli narrate your entire day in his most monotonous voice?

Would you rather: let Juan Cuadrado be in charge of your Instagram stories OR have Paul Pogba pick your next haircut?

What are your wishes for 2023?

What is your wildest 2023 prediction?

#you can send asks or you can just answer them all if you want. in italian or english doesn't matter #<3

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entrepalabrasmx · 2 years

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PREMIOS METROPOLITANOS DE TEATRO Alfombra Roja

La Academia Metropolitana de Teatro (AMdT) anuncia a los invitados de su alfombra roja con con motivo de la 4ta. edición de Los Premios Metropolitanos de Teatro - Los Metro,

Ludwika Paleta, Margarita Gralia, Ariel Miramontes, Dalilah Polanco, Michelle Rodríguez, Regina Blandón, Karol Sevilla, Arcelia Ramírez, Alma Cero, Alejandro de la Madrid, Germán Ortega, Leticia Huijara, Mabel Cadena, Maya Zapata, Mónica Huarte, Chumel Torres, Faisy, Nailea Norvid, Natalia Tellez, Plutarco Haza, Rossana Najera, serán algunos de los invitados especiales que engalanarán el evento.

La ceremonia se llevará a cabo el próximo martes 18 de octubre en el Teatro del Bosque Julio Castillo del Centro Cultural del Bosque.

La antesala de la ceremonia de Los Premios Metropolitanos de Teatro se prepara con una deslumbrante alfombra roja en la que desfilarán relevantes personalidades del teatro en México bajo la premisa "Ser es ser vistx", la temática de este año. El próximo martes 18 de octubre se celebrará lo mejor del teatro nacional en Los Metro, festejo que se llevará a cabo en el Teatro del Bosque Julio Castillo en la Ciudad de México. Está alfombra roja está diseñada como un “fashion show” que comenzará en punto de las 17:30 hrs, cabe mencionar que habrá ocho personalidades que portarán impresionantes vestuarios que se transformarán durante su paso por esta alfombra roja, además se trata de un espacio que el resto de los asistentes fueron invitados a participar, vestir y realizar el recorrido rumbo a la entrada del recinto bajo la consigna temática de "Ser es ser vistx” que se basa en las reflexiones que el filósofo francés Jean Paul Sartre planteó en su primera obra filosófica publicada, llamada El ser y la nada de 1943. En ese texto existencialista Sartre propone que el ser y la esencia no se encuentran en el objeto (en este caso, en el yo), sino en su sentido. Para él, el sentido del ser es ser conocido, “yo soy siempre para Otro”. El acto de la mirada no solo nos da sentido, sino que nos revela la existencia del Otro para el cual somos. Existimos porque el Otro nos mira. Si hay Otro que nos mira, yo soy aquel que no es el Otro: al negar ser el Otro, yo me hago ser y el Otro se establece como Otro. Así, existir no es simplemente estar, sino relacionarse con los demás. No basta con estar entre los objetos del mundo, hay que dirigirse a ellxs, atreverse a ser vistx. Los Metro recuperan este razonamiento en el que los invitados a la alfombra deberán repensar cómo presentarse ante el ojo del Otro con plena libertad de ser ellos mismos y al mismo tiempo buscar la trascendencia de ser determinado como uno mismo, ser una otredad que captura las miradas de los Otros. Aquellos se atreverán a Ser y ser vistxs son:

INVITADOS Aarón Balderi Alejandra Bogue Alejandro Calva Alejandro de la Madrid Alfonso Borbolla Alma Cero Arcelia Ramírez Ari Albarran Ariel Miramontes Carolina Reyes Christian Ramos Conchi León Dalilah Polanco Daniel Miranda Eugenio Rubio Francisco Rubio Gaby Ruiz (Chef) Garçonne German Ortega Karol Sevilla Laura Tamayo Leticia Huijara Leticia Pedrajo Lisardo Ludwika Paleta Luis Arrieta Mabel Cadena Manu Nna Margarita Gralia Maria Aura María Elisa Gallegos Marte Calderon Maya Zapata Mel Fuentes Michelle Rodriguez Mónica Dionne Mónica Huarte Regina Blandon Regina Voce Roger González Sofia Espinosa Verónica Langer Verónica Toussaint Vicky Araico Ximena Gonzalez Rubio

Aída del Río Alejandra Ley Alex de Hoyos Álvaro Cueva Ana Sofía Gatica Anabel Ferreira Andrés Elvira Armando Espitía Armando Hernández Begoña Narvaez César Romero Chumel Torres Diana Bovio Efraín González Elizabeth Guindi Elsie Flores Estefania Hinojosa Faisy Fernando Memije Germán Bracco Gustavo Helguera José Ramón Berganza Luis Carlos Villareal Luz Aldán Manuel Balbi Marcela Alvarez Marcos Radosh Nacho Riva Palacio Nailea Norvind Natalia Téllez Pablo Rodríguez Plutarco Haza Ricardo Fastlitch Ricardo Peralta Roberto Romano Rossana Najera Tiaré Scanda Vanesa Restrepo Yolanda Ventura Yuriria Sierra Zoraida Gómez

Todos y cada uno de los invitados dejarán todo prejuicio atrás para compartir con el mundo su Otredad, su manera de ser y trascender en un mundo cada vez más conservador y prototipado. La alfombra roja de los Premios Metropolitanos de Teatro es el espacio para SER. Es un espacio para SER VISTX. Ser vistx en tu libertad, en tu identidad, en tu diversidad, en tu disidencia, en tu diferencia, en tu particularidad. Cada uno contará su historia a través de unos zapatos, un vestido, una corbata o simplemente con una sonrisa. Vive de cerca la ceremonia de premiación de Los Metro en su cuarta edición, que se llevará a cabo el martes 18 de octubre del 2022 en compañía de Regina Blandón quien es la anfitriona de la gala de este año. Porque conmemorar el teatro es darle vida y hacer historia, sigue a la AMdT a través de la página losmetro.mx y las redes sociales de Los Premios Metropolitanos de Teatro: Youtube @LosMetroMX / IG @losmetromx / FB @losmetromx.

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12endigital · 3 months

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El proyecto 'Alicante renace' moviliza en una década a 18.500 voluntarios para plantar más de 11.000 árboles

El Ayuntamiento de Alicante renueva su apuesta por el voluntariado medioambiental y la regeneración de los montes y ecosistemas naturales de la capital con la renovación de la colaboración con el proyecto ‘Alicante renace’ que impulsa la asociación Enamorados de Alicante en colaboración con la concejalía de Medio Ambiente. En una década del proyecto se han movilizado más de 18.500 voluntarios y…

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vkmreformas · 3 months

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VKM Reformas València

VKM Reformas está formado por un cluster de Estudios de Arquitectura, Interiorismo y Empresas de Reformas con equipos de Arquitectos, Interioristas y Reformistas profesionales en Rehabilitación y Reformas de Viviendas para Particulares en València

Visita nuestra web:

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Ofrecemos servicios en:

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thecubanartobserver · 2 years

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Exposición “Des_bordes temporales”, Colectiva

30.10.2020 Centro de Desarrollo de las Artes Visuales Cualquier proyecto curatorial es siempre un desafío. Lograr articular discursos y formas de hacer diferentes de cada artista invitado, sumándole a esto la necesidad de armonizar obras ya preexistentes (pertenecientes a la colección poco vista del Consejo Nacional De Las Artes Plásticas) con aquellas de reciente factura de artistas jóvenes y…