Nicola ha fatto tanta strada, ha pagato un biglietto e tutto solo per essere poltronesofaizzato da Amadeus.
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E la Madonna santissima del Carmine, Marco.
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repost from bird sinking ship
My Phonodroid! His name is Ariston, he’s a later year Laserdisc Unit that’s inspired by a Kangaroo, might redesign or not; this drawing is a bit older.
Phonodroid Species by @smorbee
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@aristonsilvester
location: Base Camp
notes: idk few nights in, appreciate the Usher quote and love me ty
The thing about cats was they could do more than see in the dark, they could lengthen their spines for short bursts of speed up to thirty miles an hour. They could narrow their shoulders and chests to squeeze into tiny spaces. They could jump nine times their height from a standing position and land on their feet almost every time they fell. Cats at their prey because their bodies didn't produce enough taurine, an essential amino acid: they were predators because they were deficient.
A knife drove into the armrest of Atlas' chair, chips carved into the wood grain one after the other. Eoin was taken. Optimism wasn't something that the druid fucked with so he was probably dead or worse, Death didn't seem to be taking people no matter how much they begged. In the field Atlas had seen a symbiote twist a man's spine so violently without severing any nerves that the guy would have been better off. Esme went into the mud on the first day, Evy was gone too, taken alongside Eoin. Octavian... Atlas could still feel him in the way that he always felt him, but he was further away now. Distant, like instead of a scream he'd been reduced to a whisper. The addition of phoenix fire to his daughter's arsenal was telling.
With every removal of the knife from the grain, Atlas turned it over in his hand, slid across the back of his thumb before he gripped it again and pushed it hard into the armrest once more. His deadpan stare looked off into the dark of the woods, he could hear them out there, they could all hear them. Inside Atlas' mind there was the instinct of the avis ready to take flight, it conflicted with the urge of the viper ready to striker, and last of all was the felidae desperately trying to survive. His last words to Eoin had been- they hadn't been his shiniest moment.
"Any words of advice from an almost-archdruid?"
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"Quella notte il vecchio professore di greco si addormentò pensando: "Se questo è l'ἄριστον figuriamoci il peggio...", e sognò il suo festival suonato all'aperto e alla luce del sole. Come ai tempi di Woodstock, Parco Lambro, Licola e l'Isola di Wight."
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https://wordpress-996520-3726858.cloudwaysapps.com/2023/05/a-guide-to-wool-silk-linens-mixes-colours-bunches.html
A guide to wool/silk/linen: Mixes, colours, bunches
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A volte chiedere aiuto ci fa paura
Ma basta un solo passo come Il primo uomo sulla luna,
Perché da fuori non si vede quante volte hai pianto
Si nasce soli e si muore nel cuore di qualcun altro
Siamo angeli con un’ala soltanto e riusciremo a volare solo restando l’uno accanto all’altro.
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@aristonsilvester
location: the STREETS
notes: kiss kiss fall in love
“Oh, you again.” Ganymede smiled, he’d always liked Ariston. In a time when the aspect had no idea what true love meant, he’d have sworn that he was in love with the wayward druid that wandered by now. It was true that Ganymede was once a lovesick fool, that he’d look at someone who paid him a single compliment and then fall immediately head over heels for them. Still, the heart wanted what the heart wanted and in the end Ganymede had wanted to be absolutely obliterated by divine lightning bolts. True love, truly. “Ariston right? I didn’t expect to find you here after all this time.” Druids were dying weren’t they? Or were they not now? Admittedly, Ganymede didn’t pay much attention to current events.
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Ariston Bathhouse, 1903. Source unknown.
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Il sanremo che vorrei è coi Rammstein
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Sì. @ilsupremomacchinista 🚂 #ilsupremomacchinista 🚀 #sanremo #fiori #ladrodifiori #blanco #blanchitobebe #sanremo2023 #festivaldisanremo #meme #memeita #memeitalia #amadeus #ariston #liguria #palco #musica #canzone #macchinista #macchinisti #capotreno #capostazione #scivolare #rotaia #binario #neoassunto #affiancato #umiditá #umido #mattina https://www.instagram.com/p/CobvmlWIxhV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Non so bene perché ma mi è tornato in mente questo momento iconico:
Amadeus: "Ma voi mi sentite?"
Pubblico dell'Ariston: "Nooo"
Amadeus: "E allora perché mi avete risposto?"
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Italian fabric in black & white mesh 🇮🇹 #customsuits#madetomeasure #bespoke #beglorius #menstyle #gentleman #suits #customshirts #sherbrooke #montreal #ariston (à Montreal, Quebec) https://www.instagram.com/p/CdZlJlYsKzk/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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