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gattmammon · 5 months
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How it started: we should all get together for lunch before christmas!
How its going: the most charitable view one can take of italian contemporary culture is that it exists only as a way to diffuse attriction amongst the many, many actual local cultures as they are filtered through individual experiences
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futures3lf · 9 months
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Me and my GF released a toxic-yuri horror visual novel: Absolutely Perfect Specimen!
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"Absolutely Perfect Specimen is a horror-yuri visual novel about the android maid Pan and her master Dr. Amy G Dala. Follow Pan over the course of a year as she struggles with insatiable hunger and bizarre dysphoria, all while discovering her past and grappling with her dark future."
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I put so damn much of myself into this story. Everything in my life surrounding love and sex and gender has culminated in writing this story with my beloved partner @ruinedpowers.
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We made it together over the course of 3 months for the 2023 VN Cup. It's about a lot of things I think the average queer person has dealt with, but also really personal shit pulled straight from my struggle with gender dysphoria and the way it can leave you confused, scared and depersonalized.
It's pay-what-you-want, about an hour long read silently, has a shit ton of art in it, and a haunting, perfect score by my girlfriend @ruinedpowers. I really hope you give a shot.
Content warnings on the itch page.
"You will cry."
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howlingday · 5 months
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How about, instead Jaune having his daily allowance of milk money, Jaune has a "therapy stash"?
Like, RWBY jokes that Jaune has the tightest purse strings in Remnant, and Jaune's like, "THIS IS THE ONLY THING KEEPING ME SANE, WOMAN!!!“
Financial Crisis Lightning-Rod
"Good afternoon, may I please speak to Jaune Arc?"
Jaune's heart stopped. He immediately recognized the voice on the other end of his scroll. Had it already been a month? He swore it was only a few weeks. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he spoke with a squeaky, near-high-pitched voice.
"This IS Jaune." His friends nearby giggled at the sound of his voice cracking. Like they always did.
"Hi, Jaune, this is Dr. Dala, just calling to check in if you were free this week for another session." The woman on the other end said. "Can we expect you for another session?"
Sure. He'll be right there with the lien he doesn't have. That's what he wanted to say, but he didn't want to dump his problems on her. Even if she was his therapist, she didn't need to know everything, right?
"Uh, no," he answered, "n-not this week. I, uh, don't think I'll be able to."
"Is there a week that is good for you?" She pressed further.
"Uh, just not right now, I've, uh, been really busy lately."
"I understand, Jaune." She relented, before swinging back around. "However, I must inform you that this is the third month in a row that you've been unable to make it in. Is everything okay?"
Jaune had two options. He looked over to Nora, who was scarfing down another expensive breakfast sandwich he paid for. This had become commonplace for him, so with every glance, his confidence grew bolder. Unfortunately, confidence did little for past actions.
Wait, what were we talking about? Oh, right! His two options. So Jaune could explain to his therapist that money was tight and that he couldn't make it because his friend keeps making bets with him that he keeps losing and has to pay for expensive meals for her because he kept losing bets he kept making with his friends. Or...
"I've just been too busy is all." He sighed. "Maybe next month?"
"I'll mark it on my calendar." Dr. Dala replied with her usual cheer. "Hopefully I'll be able to see you next month. Take care, Jaune."
"Take- Take care." Jaune replied before hanging up.
"What was that about, Jaune?" Nora asked, licking syrup from her lips.
"Nothing, Nora." He answered. "Nothing important."
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saltygilmores · 2 months
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DANCE MARATHON EPISODE-PART 4
Before we begin, I have some fun news. today I learned that my Tumblr nonsense will be discussed on a podcast. My DALA (Dean and Lorelai Affair) theory will be discussed! How rad is that?! Please give my friends at Gilmored! a follow and tune in. It will air next Thursday, March 7th.
Speaking of DALA tomfoolery, of which there is thankfully not too much of in this episode...this is where we left off...
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Hey! Why hasn't that T Rex devoured Dean and Lorelai in her mighty jaws yet?
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Lorelai does not stop Puppy-Eye'ing him throughout this entire exchange. She breaks eye contact only for a moment to glance at Rory. In fact, I don't think she blinks.
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Maybe we'll all get lucky and there will be a catastophic bleacher collapse. Look at the way this tiny boy in a thrift store castoff bin green coat parted that dance floor like Moses parting the red sea. He carved that crowd of people up like a Thanksgiving turkey, which he won't eat because he's a vegetarian or like he will soon be carving out Shane's internal organs. The dancers are trembling in awe and fear. Taylor Doose desperately calls for security, but no one arrives to save them.
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Dean Forrester besat his own goofy very much non dancing keester upon the same bleachers above Jess, causing Lorelai to remark seconds earlier that "Spectator Ken" (Dean) was "sweet" for just showing his goofy face at the thing at all and paying them a mediocre compliment. This was also after she heard an explanation from Rory earlier in the week that he had no intentions of dancing, hence Rory and Lorelai becoming dance partners in the first place, and she reserved all judgement for Dean. Rory "Salty" Gilmore concurs that Jess' sitting abilities pale in comparison to Dean's to please her mommy. Also, I had to look up another stuffy old timey reference for "Martha Graham."
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Poor Shane. So blissfully unaware.
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You think Dean ever just confidently grabs Rory by the back of the neck and pulls her in for a kiss like that? Hell no. At least Shane will die happy with the taste of Jess in her mouth, maybe in more ways than one, the night is still young, hey hey.
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Rory throwing J&S this look is the origin of the name SaltyGilmores (Back in my Twitter days).
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Just noting the time for any true crime podcasters who might need that information to try and solve a Swan Murder.
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The puke jacket has been shed. The night is fully underway. And Shane will be fully underwater. Since it was a one of a kind donation bin find, he wouldn't want to get any blood spatter on it. It would be hard to find a replacement. I understand. The black shirt will also be helpful in hiding the blood stains.
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What are you looking at, number 34? You putz. I can't believe I may actually semi-defend you later, you goofy ass. Taylor announces a barbaric ritual in which the remaining dancers must run laps around the gymnasium and the 5 slowest couples will be eliminated, taken out behind the school, and processed into hamburger patties to be served at the diner. Although the Gilmores survive the Running of the Lamewads, Lorelai soon faces the wrath of Jackson for meddling in his and Sookie's marriage (which she didn't really do, for once).
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Line up in an orderly fashion behind Shane at the back of the school and you can both be axed to death if that's what you really want. The size of the crowd on the bleachers appears to have ballooned in the last minute, and I was hoping to see Jess and Dean and Shane react to the Running of The Goof Troop, but I could not seem to find them. Well, I can only guess why Shane and Jess disappeared. Boooiiinggg. We'll catch up with them in just a moment.
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Just a sea of dead bodies. Nothing to see here, True Crime Podcasters.
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Has Luke been standing there for 14 hours?
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azurdlywisterious · 2 months
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Not me running both late and early to work thinking about the logistics of a body transplant procedure for mr house courtesy of big mt
Anyways i concluded that if you could get the pod there and keep it a secret from dr 0 and pay dr dala in research related favors it would totally work. Foolproof plan truly
Oh and finding a lobotomite with a compatible body. Organ transplants are tricky and like thatd be super fucked up if the host body just started rejecting the new brain
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tobacconist · 1 year
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In Cornwall is two speches; the one is naughty Englyshe, and the other is Cornyshe speche.
God morow to you, syr! Dar day dew a why, serra! (Durda dhywgh hwei, syrra!)
God spede you, mayde! Dar zona de why math-tath! (Dursona dhe'hwei, maghteth!)
You be welcome, good wyfe!  Welcom a whe gwra da! (Wolkom owgh hwei, gwreg dha!)
I do thanke you, syr. Dar dala de why, syra. (Durdala dhe'hwei, syrra)
How do you fare? Vata lew genar why? (Fatl'yw genowgh hwei?)
Well, God thanke you, good master! Da dar dala de why, master da! (Da, durdala dhe'hwei, mester da!)
Hostes, haue you any good meate? Hostes, eus bones de why? (Ostes, eus boos da dhe'hwei?)
Yes, syr, I haue enowghe. Eus, sarra, grace a dew. (Eus, syrra, gras a Dhuw.)
Giue me some meate, good hostes! Rewh bones de vy, hostes da! (Rewgh boos dhe'vy, ostes da!)
Mayde, giue me bread and drinke! Math-tath, eus me barow ha dewas! (Maghteth, [...] bara ha diwes!)
Wife, bringe me a quarte of wine! Gwrac, drewh quart gwin de vy! (Gwreg, drewgh kwart a win dhe'vy!)
Woman, bringe me some fishe! Benen, drewh pyscos de vi! (Benyn, drewgh puskes dhe'vy!)
Mayde, brynge me egges and butter Math-tath, drewgh me eyo hag a manyn de vi (Maghteth, drewgh oyow hag amanyn dhe'vy)
Syr, much good do it you! Syrra, betha why lowe weny cke! (Syrra, bedhowgh hwei lowenek!)
Hostes, what shal I paye? Hostes, prendra we pay? (Ostes, pandr'wrav vy pe?)
Syr, your rekenyng is 5 pens. Syrra, iges rechen eu pymp in ar. (Syrra, agas reken yw pymp diner)
How many myles is it to london? Pes myll der eus a lemma de Loundres? (Pes mildir eus alemma dhe Loundres?)
Syr, it is thre houndred myle. Syrra, tray kans myle dere. (Syrra, tri hans mildir.)
God be with you, good hostes! Bena tewgena a why hostes da! (Bennath Duw genowgh hwei, ostes da!)
God gyue you a good nyght! Dew rebera vos da de why! (Duw re dharbarro nos da dhe'hwei!)
God send you wel to fare! Dew reth euenna thee why fare eta! (Duw re dhanvonno dhe'hwei fara en ta!)
God be wyth you! Dew gena why! (Duw genowgh hwei!)
I pray you, commend me to all good felowes. Meesdesyer, why commende me the olde matas da. (My a's desir hwei, komend vy dhe oll matas da.)
Syr, I wyl do your commaundement. Syrra, me euyden gewel ages commaundement why. (Syrra, my a vydn gul agas komondment hwei.)
God be with you! Dew gena why! (Duw genowgh hwei!)
http://wiki.kernowlingo.com/w/index.php?title=The_fyrst_boke_of_the_introduction_of_knowledge
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Sun is out and so do we
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Well done self for gradually starting to manage your finances wisely! Kanina I went on the Bobbie Brown shop, like ang tagal kong hawak yun dalawang matte lipsticks na on sale but still considered pricey pag nag convert ka in Peso. I was already on the third queue and about to pay for it at the counter, nainip ako kasi ang tagal nun nasa unahan and I feel like it was a sign na wag ko na lang bilihin and again I asked myself, kung kailangan ko ba talaga ng bagong lipstick na naman. Eh hindi naman actually coz I have loads already and I don’t even wear one at work. I decided to put it back on the shelf and walk away. And to me it felt like a small win. Way to go self! Just because you can doesn’t mean you should. Magtigil sa kaka deserve-deserve na yan, mas deserve mag ipon at may patunguhang makabuluhan ang hardwork balang araw. Wala akong nabili today but I splurge a bit sa food which is completely okay dahil pagkain naman iyon. 🤭
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Yay! Summer is almost here, pwede ng mag casual clothes and no to layering muna . 😁
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This is Pippa’s bag. Na amaze ako sa mga babaeng kayang umalis ng ng ganitong kaliit lang na hand bag ang dala! Like papaano? How come na ako laging large tote bag ang dala, with water, wet wipes, alcohol, hand cream, cosmetic kit, power bank, Paracetamol, Hysocine and White flower or Katinko at pag sa Pinas palagi akong may payong na dala.
There was a time na gumimik kami ng friends ko dito and went on a high end bar and wala akong dalang id, they’re pissed and we end up going home dahil we cannot get in dahil I wasn’t able to present an id, I have digital copies of my ids on my phone but they wouldn’t consider it! Like how ridiculous is that? Then my friend told me, “mamsh what if na aksidente ka (touch wood) and wala kang identification card sa bag mo?”. Which well yes, that makes sense and may point nga din naman. Kaya mula nun lagi ko nang dala ang passport,driver’s license and resident id ko dito.
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Yung bag ko, may maliit pang bag sa loob yan. I cant imagine when I become a mom, ano na lang kaya?
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mahvaladara · 1 year
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The Necromancer in the Warrens - Arlo Starborn
Arlo was born with no mother and no father.
Born in the Temple of Saint Pheles, by the darkness of a Solar Eclipse, Arlo and his twin, Apollo, born by the first rays of Sunlight after the Eclipse, were taken in by the Sisters of Saint Pheles and raised by the High Priest of the Ainlienist High Order.
Arlo and Apollo from a very early age were indocrinated in the ways of the Church, how they had been born to bring about the will of the maker and the cleasing of the world, as prophetised Starborn children.
As a young boy, Arlo was just like his brother, eager, malleable, and obedient. The perfect servant of the Ainlienist Cult. But, one day, while alone, Arlo met a particular priest in the order of Saint Pheles, that changed his mind forever.
One day, Apollo told on the priest. Arlo was just ten and stood in the Trial Hall while the priest was trialed as a heretic. Then Apollo accused Arlo of listening to the priest and for him to depose against the priest. To everyone's surprise, Arlo did not. He defended the priest and accused the Church of being animals, of doing nothing but hurt the people of that land.
How were they praying for peace and salvation, with fire and blood?
The priest was nonetheless executed and Arlo was taken for indocrination. It was during that time that Arlo awakened an Eye to the very light of a spirit. Arlo saw with his eye the broken and sullen spirits of the children and the spirit of the priest. So he healed the spirits of the children and he brought back his priest.
Seeing this, in fear Apollo called upon the guards calling Arlo a monster. He attacked his own brother and tried to blind the evil Eye in his forehead, but he failed, and only achieved to stab Arlo in the right eye before the thrall of the priest intervened. Arlo used his powers to break the walls of the Church and ran off.
Wounded and lost Arlo was luckily found by the most reluctant Inquisitor on the land, who turned a blind eye and allowed Arlo to hide in his shed. When his wife Dala found Arlo, she took pitty on the boy and helped him hide from the Ainlienists and from Apollo.
As the woman and her daughter would take care of Arlo, he took a caring for them, seeing the girl as a little sister and Dala as a surrogate mother, even if she was pious.
Arlo would grow in constant run from his brother who did not stop at nothing to catch him with intent to blind the third Eye or kill his brother trying. Because of that, Arlo had to live in the Warrens of Galanta, where his powers would grow esponentionally both as healer but also as a necromancer. However, due to the abuse he suffered growing up, as no child should be left alone in the Warrens, Arlo has grown to be distrustful and nihilistic.
As an adult, he eventually set shop in the warrens, where, he could heal even a dead spirit, as long as you were willing to pay the price to the law of spirits.
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thedalatribune · 4 months
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© Paolo Dala
The Authenticity Of Analog Photography
Authenticity & Credibility... Think of something handmade versus machine-made. You know that the person that handmade it put thought and effort into it; there is a certain amount of craftsmanship for which you are willing to pay a premium price. Taking pictures with a film camera is similar. For one, not everyone can do it well. It takes much practice and experience to produce stellar film images that only come with shooting rolls and rolls of film using different films and cameras. Each film type has its personality – a unique look. If you give a monkey a DSLR and it takes 1,000 images in an hour, a handful is bound to be great images. The film reveals a photographer’s true depth of knowledge, experience, and creativity, with only 24-36 frames available to shoot on a film roll. That number further reduces if they are shooting 6×6 medium format – it goes down to 12 images. If they are shooting a large format, now it is down to 2 images.
Given the cost of each frame or shot ($0.xx to $x.xx), a photographer must be decisive and conversant with photography to produce a pleasing image. The learning curve with the film is much steeper. Unless one thoroughly understands the Exposure or Photography Triangle, one is unlikely to get far in film photography. The yearning to be a real photographer contributes to film photography’s revival - authenticity and credibility as a photographer that results in a more rewarding experience.
While buying fully automatic film cameras is possible, folks who shoot with film do it for pleasure, the reward of controlling all aspects of creating an image. One has to evaluate the light quality, the angle, the film type (color or black & white, ISO), the lens, the aperture, and the shutter speed. Folks realize a difference between applying a filter on an app to a digital image versus shooting the real thing – on film. It takes creativity at a higher level than a digital filter applied to an image on a DSLR.
Art by Pino 9 Reasons Why Film Photography is Coming Back
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blogadrianaleite-blog · 9 months
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DEUSES DO BRASIL
Gods of Brazil
Por que Yemanjá é branca na umbanda?
Why is Yemanja white in Umbanda?
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Sempre quis saber a origem do quadro que dominou várias casas até os anos 90. mesmo quem não era da religião. Apenas descobri a vidente. O artista, desconhecido para sempre.A estátua de Iemanjá representada por uma mulher branca, vestida de azul, com cabelos negros e longos, que aparece acima do mar, é uma imagem que foi descrita por uma clarividente senhora Dala Paes Leme – história contada por Pai Ronaldo Linares.
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Disse ele que na década de 50 essa senhora Umbandista viu Iemanjá sobre as águas do mar no Rio de Janeiro e a descreveu para um artista desconhecido que fez o primeiro quadro de Iemanjá e a partir desse quadro então foi idealizada a imagem de gesso
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I always wanted to know the origin of the painting that dominated several houses until the 90's, even those who were not religious. I just discovered the seer. The artist, forever unknown. The statue of Iemanjá represented by a white woman, dressed in blue, with long black hair, which appears above the sea, is an image that was described by a clairvoyant lady Dala Paes Leme – story told by priest Ronaldo Linares.
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He said that in the 50's this Umbandist lady saw Iemanjá over the sea waters in Rio de Janeiro and described her to an unknown artist who made the first painting of Iemanjá and from that painting the plaster image was idealized.
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Mais informações:
"Curiosidade sobre a imagem de Iemanjá" https://www.blogdaannapon-umbandaeespiritualidade.com/2021/02/curiosidade-sobre-imagem-de-iemanja.html?m=1
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Since the point of view of a fellow shipper, I think that by RotS both Padme and Obi Wan are like longing for what could’ve been, but as an outsider I could definitely see that they’re friends because they actually like each other not because they’re forced by their common friend or whatever
Yes, nonny, that's how I see it, too. I think they are friends. With or without Anakin. Maybe even before Anakin. We don't know what happened between TPM and AotC. But I headcanon a few adventures of our favorite duo.
You know, I would pay good money for someone to write about platonic or pre-ship Obidala shenanigans between TPM and AotC. Sadly for all the Jedi Apprentice and Tie-In Novels something we never got. It's sadly lacking, imho.
It is also something that always bothered me about Clone Wars for all it's great storytelling: Even there we don't see much of a Obi/Padmé relationship.
And I think that too goes back to GL not being able to make the An*dala romance strong enough to go against Ewan McGregor being the fan favorite.
I think the Prequels and Anikin especially would have profited from it being in form of a TV show. That is why Clone Wars was so good: They had the time to establish the characters and their motivations. CW did what no movie before managed: I empathized with Anakin and ultimately with Darth Vader's tragic story.
But back to Obiala: Them as a buddy cop duo fighting crime with senatorial cunning and extensive Jedi charm and aggressive negotiations would have been awesome. Why did no one ever think of that???
But even better than this is Obi and Padpad realizing that there was something between them. I think the term Almost Lover applies to none of my ships as much as to Obidala. They are the definition of it. And it's so tragic and sad, isn't it?
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softlyapocalytpic · 1 year
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☀️Sunshine☀️
🎲 New Vegas Era 🎲
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Name: Sunshine
Nickname(s): Sunny, Sticky Fingers, Teddy Bear, Bitch
Birthday: The day she woke up
Age: 23 (Found her birthday on the dog tags)
History: Sunny woke up with a head of memories that were disorganized and full of holes. Rather than deal with the frustrating process of unpacking that, she opted to present as head empty, no thoughts. She picked the name that was sewn into the googles she was wearing, and set off to kill that “over dramatic asshole” with a “shitty gun”. She was joined by the real Courier Six, Half Pint, who wanted to pay her back for helping them out. That, and they were going after the same guy.
She doesn’t remember a whole lot, mostly because she isn’t trying hard to, but trying to remember also makes the migraines happen more often. She knows a few things: 1) she’s from a vault and she has a damaged picture of her family, 2) she had a brother, maybe two, but maybe they’re the same person, 3) she was always so tired and always helping people who did nothing in return. She has some dog tags, and she could look in her old pip boy but… some things are just better left untouched, right?
Fun facts:
She a 100% has the ability to figure out who she used to be, and initially she just doesn’t give a shit/didn’t even think about reading what’s in her pip boy. After, she’s just terrified of losing herself. God/Dog doe nothing to comfort that fear.
During Old World Blues, her and Half Pint get body switched and shenanigans ensue. They also definitely fuck like that and it was the best and weirdest experience ever.
After OWB, she had Dala design her a dick so that she may rail the wasteland to her hearts content. She’s enby and doesn’t entirely care what pronouns gets used.
She gets a BIG OL’ crush on Veronica and spoils her absolutely rotten. Despite being a flirt she’s terrified of confessing her feelings.
Hilariously, she gets a tiny crush on Christine during Dead Money. She likes tough girls, what can I say?
Her trademark perks are Solar-Powered, Cherez Le Femme & Black Widow, and Terrifying Presence.
Comments: Here’s my little shit! My little asshole in her most peak asshole phase! I think asshole, quirky, flirty, sticky fingers Wildcard couriers may be a dime a dozen, but she’s MY dime and she’s my heart. This is also very much just an introduction. I’ll be doing her Commonwealth Era version some other time.
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saltygilmores · 1 year
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Thoughts While Watching Gilmore Girls, Season 2, Episode 14, "It Should Have Been Lorelai"
Oh thank god! There's a Breather episode before the next Shitshow Circus episode, Lost and Found, which I still don't know if I'll even bother watching. Sure this episode has Christopher in it but I can tolerate him and I can tolerate his shitty annoying relationship with Lorelai because it's utterly meaningless to me. Someone rescue me from the back half of Season 2, it's a fucking nightmare. I didn't finish A Tisket A Tasket, because my blood pressure rises with each and every passive aggressive comment that comes out of Lorelai Gilmore's mouth and I just could not take it anymore. So anyhow, dk how it ended exactly, but it looks like Lor and Ror have made up after their "Jess is Bad News" fight. Whee. Phones and doorbells seem to ring constantly in this episode so throughout today's insane rambling I'm going to make a game out of guessing who's butting in to the Gilly Girl's lives. Feel free to play along. Rory: Let's sit at the counter. Lorelai: Oooh, we could sit at opposite ends and play bagel hockey! Luke: Just sit at a table. Lorelai: You're awfully rude to someone who only has two paying customers. Are those two paying customers in the bathroom right now? They're not you and Rory that's for sure. #PayLukeForYourFood RINGING PHONE OR DOORBELL: #1. The phone rings at the diner and someone is asking for Rory which is weird. Is it Jess or Christopher? LOL, that's silly, Jess lives there. I bet it's Christopher.
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Oop, swing and a miss for TWWGG.
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Having not seen the ending of the last episode ,I must assume Lane has been grounded for 25 years for Talking To A Boy. And I was correct.
Lane: It's the mother of all groundings. I'm being home schooled for two weeks. I only have 5 minutes a day to talk on the phone. She's done everything but slap a Dr.Dre ankle bracelet on me. I know who Dr. Dre is but that was a topical reference that whoosed right over my head and I had to Google it. #DeepCut Lane: Give me some news. Rory: Dean's been working extra hours to save up for a new motorcycle so I hardly see him. She wants to you to tell her something interesting, not give her the Butthead News and Weather Report. Count your blessings that you're in a Dean drought. It's all a girl could ever ask for. To not see Dean Forrester for weeks.
I'm placing money on them bringing back this Dean Rides a Motorcycle nonsense that they haven't mentioned in a literal forever only because Christopher is coming back to town and also rides a motorcycle and the two clowns are going to bond over it like they did over softball (Dean never plays softball again after Christopher left). Then it will be promptly forgotten about again, and Dean will be back to having the personality of an amorphous blob, just blobbing about with no real hobbies, interests or passions besides stacking cans of string beans for mininimum wage and yelling at Rory. I've seen this show several times, but when an episode is this unmemorable* I can just while away my time making predictions about what's going to happen.
*unmemorable=Little to No DALA (dean and lorelai affair) or Jess Involvement Rory segues from "Butthead has been working overtime for weeks” straight into "Mom and I haven't done laundry in weeks" and doesn't explain why, which makes it sound like Dean had been doing their laundry until he started working overtime. He probably pockets Lorelai's panties. Time for a Where's Jess break? Where's Jess? (I think this is one of those episodes where they just stick him on at the end wiping down counters or something. PLEASE let it be on those episodes. PLEASE let it be a Counter WIping episode. I need a fucking break). RINGING PHONE OR DOORBELL #2 (doorbell this time) I bet it's Dean Dean Stacks The Stringbeans.
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YAY! It's just Rory's lover, looking like a lost puppy dog. Oh, so I forgot to mention Rory and Paris are going to be in a debate at school and participating on the same team. *inhales deeply* Smell that? That's the smell of sweet, sweet, low stakes, No-Boy filler plot. How I missed ye. Paris shows up at the Gilly Girls house to see Rory under the guise of "we need more preparation before the debate/you need to learn to speak faster" in the same way that Dean shows up to "Change Lorelai's water bottle" or "Do her laundry".
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Out Of Context Gilly GIrls Time for An Ancient Technology break! (ATB) Paris: I was making CD recordings from the cassettes I made of our mock debates... Say no more Paris, say no more. *basks in the gentle glow of Early 2000's Technology references* RINGING PHONE OR DOORBELL #3 (phone rings for Lorelai) Definitely has to be Christopher this time.
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*deep shudder* Everytime Christopher says "Lor" and Logan says "Ace" an angel stubs their toe.
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HOW CONVENIENT.
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I really wish she would, my girl needs a break. Anyway Crusty is in town on business and so Lorelai invites Crustypher to Rory's debate and he accepts and my sweet summer child RoryGil is excited that her dad will be there (or so he says...) RINGING PHONE OR DOORBELL #4. Prediction: Dean. Second Place Prediction:Lane Again Third Place Prediction: Jess (Why do I keep assuming Jess is going to call Rory? That's so silly).
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Lane wants Rory to pick up a new CD for her when she couldn't get Amazon to overnight it to her and again I'm just floored whenever this show reminds me that Amazon was around in 2002. Describe The Fathers on Gilmore Girls in 6 Words or Less. Go. Lorelai: Do you see Christopher anywhere? Sookie: Uhhh.no.
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Brad is me slogging through Season 2 torture.
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This looks like something straight out of the opening credits of a corny sitcom. "...Special Guest, Christopher Hayden as Sperm Donor/ Buttclown #2" *sitcom music plays*
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Oh, Sherrie. Another innocent lamb lost to the clutches of a Gilmore World Man. Let us pray.
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Another snapshot of my Season 2 torture. No Lorelai! Stop! it's okay! Please! I don't need to hear how Dean is tall and pretty again! I GET IT! Waaah. Rory and Paris win the debate. Rory to Christopher in an innocent, chipper, cheerful chipmunk voice that belies the deep seated trauma of being a child with an absent father: Dad, you came to see me! I'm not used to that! Christopher, not so much as blinking at his child calling him a deadbeat dad to his face, while smiling goofily: This is Sherry!
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Lorelai invites Crusty and poor Sherrie back to their house, and Christopher seems excited to see the house his daughter lives in since he never visits.
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Out of context Gilly Girls My dear readers, I hope you one day find someone who looks at you the way Paris looks at Rory. Paris is crushed when Rory tells her she has plans with her deadbeat father and she won't be able to hang out with her post-debate and compare WPMs, braid each others hair, practice kissing...
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My dear readers, I hope you one day find your person, the special person like Paris, someone who feels a deep, crushing sorrow n their heart when you tell them you have other plans even though you'll see them at school again in less than 24 hours, causing them to lash out at you like they're fooling anybody with their Oh Whatever That's Just Fine'ing. Ror and Lor rush home and Lorelai says there is no food in the house again except leftover cheese & crackers and Halloween candy. Lorelai does not feed her child or do laundry. In addition to every character on this show needing the services of a competent therapist and accountant, The Hollow needs a visit from Child Protective Services. For pennies a day, you can sponsor a starving child, a poor innocent soul forced to subsist on crackers, candy, coffee and greasy diner food. Your donation will also go towards the purchase of laundry detergent for this smelly unwashed family. Jess’ mother never cooked either so I guess that’s another argument for Literati Soulmates! That special bond over shared Child Neglect!
Sherry showers Rory with compliments and invites her shopping, but then isolates Lorelai and says this...weirdness: Sherrie: I just want you to know you shouldn't feel like you have to get to know me. At all. Just because Christopher and I are close doesn't mean we need to be close, or friends, or anything for that matter. But i desperately want to get to know Rory. Ummm..the audacity to say something like that to the mother of your boyfriend's child 30 minutes after you meet her after she invited you into her home and offered you apple juice? And you "desperately" want to get know his child? This is shady. Sherrie: You know, if we didn't meet unexpectedly today, we'd probably never meet. Because your boyfriend never visits his daughter, right. Sherrie: Rory is so important to him. He is obsessive about his "call dates" to her! No matter where we are what we're doing he has to call her every Wednesday at 7pm! I like that about him! To be so blissfully ignorant and delusional and actually believe what Christopher says! Oh honey. It's like she's got the soft outer shell of Rory but also hangs on to whatever bullshit spews forth from the piehole of an immature worthless manboy pissbaby like Lorelai does whenever Dean speaks. Sad that the best Rory can expect from Crusty is one "call date" per week and I absolutely don't believe even he's even doing that, Sherrie's been brainwashed, but hey! At least he's better than Jimmy Mariano. I guess? #BattleOfTheDeadbeats
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Sherry after Crusty happily admits to her that he was (is) a deadbeat dad:
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First Rule of Gilmore World: Never trust a Gilmore World man when he says he's trying to change. Never ever. Lorelai says "he's been doing very well with it" just to placate Sherry when honestly she should be shoving this Sherrie woman out the door already and telling her to never come within 100 miles of her or her child again.
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She goes on to say that she needs Rory for something very important, she needs her tonight, there is something so pressing and urgent that Rory needs to be excused from FND for this yet unknown Extremely Pressing Urgent Event and she needs her ALONE. This is verging into very concerning territory. Lorelai should be highly concerned. Lorelai, I am concerned that you don't seem more concerned and you agreed to let your teenage daughter go to an unknown place alone with this woman you just met. RINGING PHONE/DOORBELL #5 This call is recieved at the Gilly Girl house while they're with Christopher and Sherry. Okay, I'm clueless for this one. I have to say Lane again, there's no one else. Emily? Dean just because he hasn't shown up to ruin this respectable Breather episode yet?
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LOL! That was fun. I chuckled. Rory is going to this unknown thing with Sherrie which is a setup Christopher to go with Lorelai to FND by themselves. Okay, before I conclude part 1 of this commentary (which has already taken several hours and I still have 20 minutes left) I am DYING to see why this Sherrie wants to isolate Rory and I hope it's not gruesome. Rory Gil, we hardly knew ye.
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RoryGIl's about to become the hostage here. Blink twice if you need help. My only guess for why Sherry needs to isolate Rory so badly, will be something about asking her for blessing to marry Crusty or something. I really don't know. Neither Lor nor Rory has asked Sherry or Christopher where Rory will be going. RING RING! #6 (as the Gily Girls are getting dressed for FND/ for Rory to be lead to a gruesome end by a child kidnapper) Well it has to be Crusty or Sherry this time. Who else? LANE AGAIN!!! LOL.
THIS IS SO MUCH FUN. I need the phone to ring a seventh time! Sherry and Christopher arrive and finally mention that Sherry will be taking Rory to a movie (then buttering her up with popcorn before she meets a gruesome fate at the hands of a child kidnapper). With Rory out the door, Christopher and Lorelai are alone and Crusty attemps to gastlight Lorelai, probably hoping it'll get him into her pants. L: Was Sherrie with you when I called you? Crusty: She's been with me the whole time. L: You gave me no indication she was with you. C: I must have. L: No, singular pronouns all the way. C: Now I don't remember what I said. L: I do. You said, "I'll be there." Just you. C: I guess I may have said that but I wasn't making a point of saying that. Okay, I am pulling my very, very, very rare and worthless Christopher Card because he just said something not enough people say to Lorelai and it delighted me.
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Bahahahaha you're such a prick but it's so true! Lorelai is such a judgemental bitch! More people should say it to her face! Bahahaha! For this one fleeting moment in time you're not so Crusty after all. I'm out of space for screen shots but I MUST KNOW WHERE RORY WENT and I will not cease or yield until we get there. Lorelai attempts to gain some clarity from Crusty on why Sherrie was acting like a fucking weirdo to her in the kitchen. Lorelai: Oh good, you weren't trying to have me killed or anything. Crusty: I was just going over my People To Kill list and you weren't on it.
Ha...ha? Lorelai, I am once again concerned by your lack of concern over certain comments that are very concering, WHERE IS RORY!!! IS SHE OK?! Christopher has a lot of F U C K I N G A U D A C I T Y to try and guilt Lorelai into feeling bad that she didn't consider Christopher's role in Rorys life while she was dating Max, um I'm sorry which one of you is the deadbat here? I tried to write "Deadbeat" but dead-bat has certain charm as well. Crusty wonders why Max was able to get closer to Rory but he should be made to feel bad that he wants Sherry to spend time with her. Doofus, it could be because Rory LIVES with Lorelai and also Max was also her English teacher that she saw 5 days a week? And you're just a dead-bat. Every other male in Rory's life including Kirk and Paul Anka have been better father figures to Rory than you have. WHERE IS RORY!!! WHAT IS SHERRY DOING WITH HER? I'm skipping past Judgy and Doofus at a Looooong and surely pointless FND Dinner scene and going straight to the next scene with Rory.
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I...uhhhhh...Um. Surely Lorelai will be very concerned over this very concerning statement which should concern her. SURELY, you can put aside your little quips for just a moment when your daughter tells you she just spent the evening with a touchy feely adult stranger. Right, Dog Sweater? RIGHT?
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Ugh. In addition, Sherrie confided in Rory (still a total stranger to her and a child who she took out alone hours after meeting her) a concerning amount of details about her personal life, including the details of all of her past relationships. Sherry was acting way too weird to not have some kind of ulterior motive but Rory is just not being very helpful at all in regards to what it is yet, and I want to shake her I'm so frustrated. But my eyes are bleary and my hands are cramping up and I can't continue. In part 2, I'll unpack this highly disturbing conversation some more and hopefully get to the bottom of this Sherrie Weirdness.. Goo night!
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Continuing the Way - Chapter Five
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Summary: Jado Isard returns, and Din is tempted ...
Rating: PG
Din would have noticed Jado Isard approaching if he hadn’t been carrying both boys and a bag stuffed full of an assortment of toys as they made their way back from the park. Since Mariana had been working so much lately, she hadn’t had time for her weekly excursion with the boys, so Din had taken it upon himself to keep up the tradition. 
Ad’ika alerted him to Isard’s presence. “Aru’e, buir,” he said quietly. Enemy, father. Din shifted slightly, ready to place both boys on the ground out of harm’s way if need be.
“What did I tell you, Isard?,” he said, filling his voice with steel.
“Now, just hear me out, Djarin,” the man said. His beard was more unkempt than it had been a few weeks ago, and his hair had started to grow out into an unruly mess.  “Let me give you the details and then if you turn me down, I’ll leave. Promise.”
“Swear on your mother’s bones,” Din said.
Isard rolled his eyes but nodded. “Okay, I swear on my mother’s bones. Just listen to me, please?”
It was not like Isard to beg and that was what decided Din. “You have five minutes,” he said. There was a bench on the walkway a few feet away underneath a shady tree that had a scraggly patch of grass around its base. Din put the boys down and gave them the bag of toys. “Play quietly here for a few minutes while I talk to this man,” he told them. Ad’ika nodded solemnly, while Cabur stared fiercely at Isard. 
“Bad man,” Cabur hissed. Din suppressed a smile. Mariana tried to curb the young boy’s more feral instincts but having been raised as a warrior himself, Din saw them as more desirable attributes than she did.
“Maybe,” Din told his son. “We’ll find out.” He sat on the bench, close to the boys, and signaled to Isard to join him. The other man perched warily on the other end of the bench, watching Din’s hands carefully. Smart man, Din thought. He had a small blaster concealed under his jacket and a throwing knife in his left boot. Although he never wore weapons around the house, because of the possibility of the boys getting hold of them, he could not leave home without something to back up his hand-to-hand fighting skills, especially when he had his sons in tow.
“Five minutes. Go,” Din said.
Isard cleared his throat. “Okay, so times have been a bit tough lately, with the New Republic gaining ground and removing pockets of Imperial sympathizers,” he began. “So I got a little overextended …”
Din interrupted him. “You’re in debt.”
Isard nodded. “Yeah, to Anic Nasirii Grixo.”
Din whistled. He couldn’t help it. Grixo was one of the most notoriously vengeful Hutts, worse even than the legendary Jabba of Tatooine. Grixo lent money easily but on highly dangerous terms for the borrower. If Isard had gone to Grixo for cash, he’d really been hard up. “And you want my help to get you out of it. No. No way in all the Sixteen Hells of Doona.” He stood up.
“Wait, wait, Mand— Djarin,” Isard pleaded. “You haven’t heard all of it.”
Din knew he should gather the boys and walk away but something in Isard’s eyes made him hesitate. The other man took advantage of that and plunged ahead. “I know the location of the wreckage of the Jotau. It’s on Dala.”
Din sat back down. The Jotau was legendary. A transport ship from the days of the Old Republic, laden down with a cargo of precious minerals and metals … including what was rumored to be some of the finest beskar ever forged on Mandalore.
“Ah, that caught your attention,” Isard said with a grin. “Yes, the Jotau. I spent years and far too much money to get those coordinates, Djarin. Now all I need is someone to help me get in there, get as much out as I can, and pay off Grixo. I’ll split whatever’s left over … and you can have all the beskar. Every last ounce of it.”
Din was tempted. Oh, how he was tempted. If Isard truly had the location of the lost Jotau there was enough beskar on board to outfit a thousand Mandalorian soldiers. He was dar’manda now, but he still owed a debt to the Armorer turned Mand’alor who had done so much for him. She had allowed him to keep a small amount of beskar: his helmet, the pauldron on which his clan signet was displayed … and the wedding rings he and Mariana wore. Beskar was so rare these days, and by all rights every bit of it belonged to the Mandalorians.
He thumbed his ring as he thought. The university provided free child care for employees. The three week break between terms was coming up soon; Mariana had work to do during that time, but not as much as she currently did, and she could do without him at home for a short time. If Isard had a decent ship, Dala was only two days away …
There was a tug on his pant leg and Din looked down into Ad’ika’s face. His son slowly shook his head, his huge eyes shimmering with fear. Din glanced at Cabur, whose expression mirrored that of his brother. They knew he was tempted.
Din smiled and stroked Ad’ika’s fuzzy little head. “It’s tempting, Isard,” he admitted. “But I have to say no. I have all the beskar I need and something far more precious as well.” He ran his thumb over the smooth metal of his ring one last time before picking Ad’ika up and cuddling him in his lap. 
“But …” Isard sputtered, but Din raised a hand to stop him.
“You swore you’d leave if I said no after hearing you out. I heard you out. I said no. So leave,” he said. 
Cabur leaned against his leg, glaring. “You go!,” he said loudly, pointing at Isard. Brave enough to face down a “bad man,” but not quite brave enough to do so without the protection of his father close at hand. Din placed a hand on his son’s shoulder and gave him a little squeeze.
“Well done, verd’ika,” he said quietly. 
Isard shrugged. “All right, I tried,” he said. “But when you find out someone outside of Mandalore got a hold of all that beskar, don’t come crying to me.”
“If anyone but a Mandalorian takes possession of that beskar,” Din said, “the Mand’alor will make short work of them. She has the Darksaber, after all, thanks to me.”
He placed Ad’ika back on the ground while they gathered up the toys, pointedly turning his back on Isard. When he had the bag back on his shoulder and both boys in his arms again, he turned to see Isard shuffling down the street, shoulders hunched in defeat. Din shook his head. “Never get into debt with a Hutt, boys,” he said. “Come on, let’s go home and figure out what to have for dinner.”
Ad’ika patted his face. “Jate, buir.”
“Jate, Daddy,” Cabur echoed.
“Jate, cyare'se,” Din replied, fighting back tears. “Jatne manda.”
Good, my beloveds. I am at one with my clan and my life.
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UE constrói maior central fotovoltaica guineense na ilha de Bolama
A União Europeia, através do projeto "Ianda Guiné", em colaboração com a Organização Não Governamental portuguesa TESE, construiu na ilha guineense de Bolama a maior central fotovoltaica no país, disse à Lusa fonte da ONG.
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Alfredo Pais, gestor setorial de energia da TESE na Guiné-Bissau, disse à Lusa que a central fotovoltaica de Bolama é sustentada por 1.091 painéis solares de 550 watts, instalados num terreno de 6.500 metros quadrados.
Esses painéis conseguem produzir 600 kwp (quilo-watt pico, unidade de potência que caracteriza os painéis fotovoltaicos) de energia, ainda reforçados com baterias de lítio com capacidade para produzir 1,5 megawatts de energia que poderão alimentar a ilha de Bolama, com cerca de cinco mil habitantes, durante 24 horas.
Para já, o projeto, em fase de testes, instalou 12 quilómetros de cabos elétricos em toda a cidade de Bolama, a partir dos quais algumas zonas do centro histórico já têm iluminação pública.
Capital da então Guiné Portuguesa até 1941, Bolama, como a maior parte das cidades do interior da Guiné-Bissau, depara-se com um fornecimento deficitário de energia elétrica há vários anos.
A central fotovoltaica, construída com um financiamento total da União Europeia, de cerca de três milhões de euros, aguarda apenas pela indicação do Governo guineense para arrancar com o fornecimento de energia à população.
Além da central de Bolama, que Alfredo Pais considera "o grande projeto" da ação "Ianda Guiné", na sua componente "Lus ku Iagu" (Luz e Água), em que intervém a TESE, a iniciativa está também a intervir no domínio da água em Mansoa, Encheia e Sansanbato, localidades no norte da Guiné-Bissau.
A "Ianda Guiné" é uma iniciativa da União Europeia que visa promover soluções conjuntas com as comunidades para os seus problemas e que lhes possam trazer oportunidades económicas.
Alfredo Pais observou que, do ponto de vista técnico, a central de Bolama "já está preparada".
Numa primeira fase, a central vai fornecer energia a cerca de 550 clientes, num preço ainda por definir entre os gestores da infraestrutura, notou Pais.
"Tentamos enquadrar isso com os rendimentos dos agregados familiares e, a partir daí, dimensionamos em função dos orçamentos disponíveis", observou ainda o técnico português, falando em nome da União Europeia e do Ministério da Energia guineense, parceiros do projeto.
Na Guiné-Bissau existem alguns exemplos de projetos semelhantes ao de Bolama que falharam, por má gestão ou por problemas de ordem técnica.
Aladje Adulai Djalo, técnico guineense que trabalha com a TESE, não garante que a central montada na ilha funcione sem problemas, mas afirmou que tiraram referências a partir do passado.
"Dizer que vai funcionar a 100% bem é complicado, mas uma vantagem que nós temos, quando se fala desta central, é que já temos referência de outras centrais", observou Adulai Djaló.
A energia ainda não chegou às casas, mas a população de Bolama já antevê melhorias nas suas vidas, nomeadamente ao nível do comércio, atividades escolares noturnas e segurança pública.
Foi o que disse à Lusa, Paulo Gomes, 68 anos, nascido e criado em Bolama, mas que praticamente deixou de ver energia elétrica na ilha desde que os portugueses deixaram a Guiné-Bissau em 1975, notou.
"Na época colonial havia energia em todo o lado", observou Gomes, para quem a energia elétrica da nova central vai potenciar o desenvolvimento de Bolama, "a região mais atrasada" da Guiné-Bissau.
Dala Baldé, 23 anos, deixou Bissau para tentar formar-se como professora na escola de formação de docentes que existe em Bolama. Até aqui, a jovem estuda através da luz do seu telemóvel e espera mudar essa realidade brevemente, relatou à Lusa.
O problema de Dala Baldé é saber se vai ter dinheiro suficiente para comprar a energia a ser vendida pela central fotovoltaica.
"Estudo com o meu telemóvel (...), porque onde eu moro não temos energia elétrica. Se o projeto lançar a sua energia, não terei condições para pagar a minha renda [de casa], comprar comida e depois pagar a energia elétrica", disse Baldé.
A jovem aproveitou para lançar um apelo às autoridades do país, enfatizando o facto de que "estudar à luz de vela dá problemas na vista".
Dono de um dos poucos restaurantes e albergues na ilha, Nguabi Júnior esfregou as mãos de contentamento com a chegada da energia elétrica que, disse, vai trazer também mais turistas, investidores e novos projetos de desenvolvimento local.
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