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kindnessisstillhere · 2 years
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The Cities Shadows
“Is it hard to live here?”
I never thought of that question,
Never expected to be asked it.
This isn’t a good part of town,
It’s looked away from, ignored,
Seen as a dangerous area,
And I know some reasons why.
But shadows are caused by light,
Hidden things by showing off.
No, it never was difficult here,
Occasionally scary, and uncertain too,
But this isn’t only the shadows of town.
It’s chaotic and challenging,
But life is being lived constantly.
Even if I live my life away from here,
I open my window and hear it,
Walk to the shops experiencing lives.
Perhaps lives I’ll never meet,
Never know more of than faces on the street,
But life happens within this madness,
Joy and excitement, challenges met.
People might see it as shadows,
Council estates marring a nice city,
But the doesn’t make everything dark.
Our eye adjust and people make it bright.
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dubmill · 10 months
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Woolwich, London; 23.1.2022
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hotheadedhero · 1 month
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Do you know what I would absolutely love? I'd love to see Raphael - any iteration of him - go toe-to-toe with a British girly that has grown up in the rougher parts of England
I know that the stereotype is that New Yorker's are rather brash but I feel like certain characters in the UK can be quite... colourful with their language. Not to mention, creative
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And given Raph's affinity for quickly growing hot-tempered, I think this would be interesting and hilarious. I don't know about anyone else in this country but easily angered people make such good prey when it comes to these things
The lingo would both infuriate and confuse him
"A'ight, you fuckin' bell end, you think you're some 'ard shit, do ya?"
Like, the missed t's and h's are enough to throw him through a loop but what the hell is a "bell end"??? Some of these words are so alien to him, it pisses him off: prick, twat, pillock. He has no idea what they mean but he doesn't like how they're being directed at him
No matter how many quips he tries to throw back, she just looks unbothered and sends more right back
Matters aren't helped by the fact that his brothers state how "this must be the British version of Brooklyn" because we all know how different Raph's accent is from theirs
It was just a funny idea that came to me now and I cannot stop thinking about it. I... I may have to write something with this in mind
Just add it to my never-ending list of ideas... bloody hell
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moths-are-better · 1 month
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now that Brakmar’s gone there’s an open space for the Eliatropes
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londonedge · 1 year
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An overview of the magnificent Alexandra and Ainsworth Estate in Camden
I make no apologies that I shall be posting quite a few photographs of this estate along with comments as it is so interesting. I am also grateful to the charming resident who, rather than be p****d off with yet another photographer or film maker on the estate, kindly directed me as to where to get the best photographs. Indeed I read a comment about the estate in one newspaper that you are more likely to find a film crew here than a maintenance engineer from Camden Council!
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parasprite · 21 days
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modern rise in tradwife and its related parenting fads comes as no surprise when you consider that mothers have always been held to impossible standards of maternal perfection and the rise of social media has them being more watched and scrutinised than ever, strangers picking apart their every single decision and calling them terrible mothers no matter what they do — no wonder they shape themselves for the approval of the Most vocal and Most sexist public opinions and end up treating little reighlynne's measles with organic no sugar granola because the keyboard warriors condemn any demon mother who has to resort to pharmaceuticals or whatever the fuck
the parenting advice industry is huge and filled with unqualified opinions, but it's Always been the most extreme, most controversial, most wacko religious parents who rise to the top and get the most attention. and now with tiktok and instagram it's easier than ever for a mommy influencer to get in on this grift, even (or especially) if she forewent formal education, married a rich man and started having babies young. you don't need to know shit about photography or business to point a camera at your biege playroom and make millions going tiktok viral. no matter what a mom does, people are gonna be angry; rage drives engagement and makes more money, so the wider social media trends are always gonna follow whatever pisses people off the most. the christian mom with the Most kids, with the Weirdest names, with the Most uncomfortable cryptofascist messaging is gonna get the most attention. and women who are just struggling and looking for easy parenting advice are going to get funneled into that echo chamber no matter what. and feminist mothers and child psychologists and doctors with anything actually useful to say are going to be underrepresented because they don't have a cloth nappy and peasant dress brand deal in their caption.
tradwife influencers are, at the heart of it, advertisements; they exist to sell products and ebooks and a romanticised, oversimplified lifestyle to their followers, while they simultaneously profit off spectacle, shock and rage from their detractors.
there's a reason why conservatives love the nuclear family so much. it's a multi billion dollar industry.
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jackfromthefairytale · 8 months
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I had a Thought and that manifested into a ficlet. enjoy
(torchwood, commentary on rose tyler, torchwood one, and her series one year-long disappearance)
Ianto enters Jack's office, hands devoid of coffee and instead holding a manila folder. He sets it down in front of Jack as he settles against his desk, facing him.
"Rose Tyler."
Jack can't stop a small chuckle escaping his lips. "You have a file on her, too."
"One of the few I managed to remove from the Tower fairly unharmed." A corner is burned off and the cover is slightly blackened.
"Why?"
"A nineteen year old disappeared off a council estate in London right after what we knew to be a major incursion. Take a guess. I just didn't know she was a friend of yours."
He isn't sure exactly know to explain this.
"We... knew each other. Time travel. I, the one native to this time, the me who has been living here for the last century, knew exactly who she was. I had already lived a part of my life with her, and I knew when she would have returned and all the situations surrounding that. She had barely scratched the surface of aliens and time travel, and wouldn't have even known who I was. Tragic, I know."
Ianto nods, years of Torchwood experience piecing it together. "But you didn't tell anyone. Her mother, her boyfriend... You knew she would be gone for a year."
Jack shrugs. "Couldn't risk the timeline. I did keep an eye on them, though." Then, "Jackie Tyler has all the good gossip."
"Your residence on the Estate. Yvonne did find that strange."
"So she was keeping tabs on me," Jack smiles, eyebrows raised.
"She wanted an eye on you knowing about your activities. She also kept one on Mrs. Tyler, needed to make sure she didn't break the retcon."
This piques his interest. "Retcon?"
Ianto sighs, rubs the back of his neck. "She didn't let me pursue the case at first. A teenage chav run off from an estate, happens all the time. I'd only started with Torchwood a few months before and I'd barely gotten far being her PA, then Mickey Smith mentioned a weird man called the Doctor and she let me call him and Mrs. Tyler in for questioning."
"Couldn't have them spilling about Torchwood."
"Nope. And seeing as you don't know, she never did."
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lazy-toad · 6 months
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Love it when people are just blatantly classist 😍
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yamnbananas · 6 months
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The Shard,The Archway , Elephant & Castle 10/10/23
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soupy-george · 10 months
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Happy Belated Birthday to this wee babe.
I had so much fun writing it, and can't believe it's been a whole year since I started posting it.
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Saturday Nights and Sunday Mornings
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dubmill · 1 year
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South Kilburn, London; 7.11.2015
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music-man75 · 15 days
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Mash-up. Mix n Match.
The stereo system that my father handed down to me. I loved this setup.
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tatlockart · 1 month
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Some new biz I'm working on.
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wolfephoto · 4 months
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Great Arthur House, Golden Lane Estate
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Great Arthur House, Golden Lane Estate by John Wolfe Via Flickr: London
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