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ivebeentotheforest · 9 months
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singles-bar · 11 months
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djevilninja · 1 year
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Odyssey - Native New Yorker (12" Disco Version)
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taevisionceo · 7 days
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Good Morning ☕️ Have y'all a fabulous and blessed Tuesday
The word "Intelligence" on its own can be defined as the ability to acquire and apply knowledge and skills. ~ Peter Tait 👍💫💯 Intelligence implies the ability to apply acquired knowledge in "real life". In this regard, and according to my professional experience, I ask myself the following questions… 1) Is it correct to measure the level of intelligence with the conventional way of teaching? 2) Is it correct to evaluate access cycles by means of an exam? Just because someone gets an "A" in a class or on an exam… does not mean that they are intelligent. The same goes for someone who gets an "D"… they can certainly be intelligent.
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Connecting… 11:00am Tue, Apr 16
In my "Home Station" playing NATIVE NEW YORKER - ODYSSEY
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stranjadanja · 2 months
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we love you for watching this evening but THIS. IS FOR. NEW YORK!!!
young and pretty
riding the sUbway.
riding with people (UH)
up in harlem, down on broadway
youre no tramp but your no laday
talking that street talk (uh)
youre the heart and soul of new york citayyyy
and LUUUHUUUuUuUV (hahahahaha)
love is just a passing weerrrrrd (CMON)
its a thOUGHT you have in a tAXI CAB
THAt gets left on the curb (pick that up and come on)
when he drops you awf.. at east 83rd…
woOOoOoOOOAA (PLAY WITH ME PLAY WITH ME)
UR A NATIVE NEW YORKERRRR
you should KNOW THE SCORE BY NOOOWWWW
YOUR A NATIVE NEW YORKER (cmon if you know the words… Let’s Go.)
yYeEEAAAAAH little vampin OO OO OOOO….. OOOOH (hahahahaAAhaha *snort* OOP-) Yorker!! (and guess what)
no one OPENS THE DOOR (nuh uh)
for a native new yorker (here i go) oooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHAHAAHHAHAAA
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pocketsizerudy · 2 months
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‘the killer’ that wendy williams always talks about is the killer from the song all i really want by alanis morissette
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dollydharma · 1 year
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klainegifs · 5 months
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crsentfairy · 8 months
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i have no desire to fall in love with a new yorker like. Ever
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power-chords · 4 months
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We are entering the year of Collateral! (And soon Blackhat.)
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fishfishfruit · 2 years
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hot dogs will forever be a buck fifty so help us god
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mellorine-dreams · 1 month
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Hearing about other states (first I heard about New York and now Texas evidently) having rivalries with California when Californians don’t even know about these rivalries is unironically so funny to me. Like sorry babes but we’re just too busy arguing amongst ourselves about Northern vs Southern California and who’s the better part of the state to even notice what’s going on with you guys.
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no-cap-ricorn · 9 days
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Do u have a favorite sandwich
i feel like the collective bug apple would be disappointed in me if i didn’t say “baconeggandcheese on a plain bagel with salt pepper and ketchup” hehe
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slurrmp · 1 year
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DAY ONE - ICE SKATING
                   it’s just you and the doctor. the others wanted to be                    home for the holidays but you wanted to go skating.                    so she took you to the one place you had been dying                    visit for ages. who knew she was such a good skater.
look this is posted a WEEK early, but i couldn’t help myself - i was excited. i hope y’all want to join the prompt list too! anyway, if you are wanting the atmosphere - 100% watch this video, or have it on in the background !! watch THIS video if you wanna know the walk that you and the doctor are taking x
words: 1895 warnings: swearing but other than that just you two being squishy
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"Shut up.” The words had tumbled out of your mouth as soon as you stepped foot outside of the TARDIS. “Shut up!” Your voice got higher and your hand reached out behind you, flailing in the air for a second, as you tried to find what you were looking for. Fingers finally managed to grip onto the fabric of the Doctor’s coat. “Shut the fuck up!” You tugged on her sleeve a couple of times and you heard the Doctor grunt, as she shut the TARDIS door behind her.
“I haven’t said anything yet - ” You turned around, the crisp, cool air had already started to make your cheeks red. You could feel your nose start to freeze. The amused look on the blondes face contradicted her annoyed tone at your choice of words. The Doctor thought that the look on your own face was worth getting smacked about a bit.
“Doctor - New York!” You had been begging for weeks to see New York City during Christmas. It had probably been one of your most requested destinations. “The New York!” The Doctor had scoffed at the suggestion early on. You want to visit the most human place in all of history - all of time - all of the galaxy? Yes. She had suggested New New New York City of the 35th century, they apparently had amazing Broadway shows, but you had declined. It had to be the 21st century or nothing. You had never experienced snow, you had also never been to New York City. It had to be special and it had to be during a time that you recognised, if anything just so you could show your parents the pictures.
“I know I said I wouldn’t -” The Doctor continued as she gently pried your hand off her sleeve, to loop your arm through hers. The others had wanted to spend the weekend with their families for Christmas, you KNEW that you could stretch it out for one more week - Christmas was always happening when you traveled with someone who owned a time machine - but you could feel yourself start to become exhausted. You needed a break soon. “But those puppy dog eyes you’ve been giving me...” You shoot her a look as the pair of you started off, moving away from the TARDIS and onto the footpath, the light snow crunching underneath your feet.
“They weren’t puppy dog eyes.” You grumbled. The Doctor huffed a laugh. You just realised that you had been wondering why she had suggested to wear the thickest coat you could find. Now you knew why, it was lightly snowing and it was the most amazing thing you’ve ever seen. You couldn’t take your eyes off the sky. “But look -” You eventually forced yourself to look away, other wise you’d be walking into everybody. Holding out your gloved hand, you watched as a thin layer of snow started to gather. “Actual proper snow.”
“Alright, just cause the last couple of times have been the result of debris -” You laughed tightening your arm around the Doctor’s, stepping in closer to her side, trying your best to not get in people’s way. It was then that you realised what the Doctor was wearing. Or lack there of. She was still wearing her coat, with a jumper and her scarf on. You still found it hard to believe that her coat was keeping her warm. But it was giving something off, as you kept getting closer.
The walk down Fifth Avenue was something. It had been a while since you had seen that many people in one place before. And here you thought your home town’s city was busy. That was nothing compared to New York. You clung onto the Doctor, who knew where she was going for once (didn’t even have her sonic out - seemed that it was finally a normal trip), as you let your eyes wander around the tall buildings. The Christmas lights were magical, the Cartier building was magical. You were lost in the lights and the sounds, cars honking, people laughing, talking. It was so incredibly human and you adored it. Passing monuments in their own right, the Doctor explained their history, which then would turn into her explaining an old adventure she had. Coming to a stop at the crosswalk just before St. Patrick’s Cathedral, you turned to the Doctor.
“Thank you for this.” Not once had your arm slipped from around hers and she hadn’t pulled away from you either. “I just - I don’t know, sometimes i just need to feel human.”
There’s silence for a couple of seconds, you caught her hazel eyes and she let a smile cross her lips. “Of course you’re human. You are 100 per cent human...” Your name slipped off her tongue. Your stare lingers on her face for a couple of seconds, only to be look away when a slight shiver rushed down your spine. You didn’t know whether it was the snow that caused it or something else. “So perfectly human.” A car honked just down the street a bit, a disgruntled yell followed and a few beeps of a siren. “So very human.” You snickered as the light changed and you took off from your spot, crossing the road. 
You ended up getting even more distracted as you continued to walk. Swerving in between people, listening to the Doctor speak about historic sights. Buildings that haven’t even been built yet, events that haven’t happened yet - all surface level though, she didn’t want to spoil your future anymore. You zoned out when you got to the building projecting a massive light show, that you didn’t even notice when you tugged away from the light show, down another street and you were practically on top of ...
“Rockefeller Center!” The yell escaped you before your brain even had a chance to catch up. People closest to you turned around to look (not a lot were judging stares surprisingly, but a few were), you didn’t care though, as you let go of the Doctor’s arm and practically flew towards the railing, leaning over the edge and looking down at the ice rink below. “Oh my god! Shut up!” Turning back around to face the Doctor, you realised that she had started to head towards the stairs that went down to the ice rink. “You didn’t -” You called to her, as you jogged slightly to catch up.
“I did.” She beamed, throwing up her psychic paper to the lady working the entrance, saying something that you didn’t hear as your eyes were focused on the massive Christmas tree in the centre. The lady stuttered for a bit, before speaking into her walkie talkie - which, when she got a muffled replied, she stepped aside and told the pair of you to go on through and have a nice night. “Heard you talking to Yaz the other day about always wanting to ice skate-” Still not sure whether it was the weather or her, but you felt your cheeks getting warm again. “So I thought, why not give you the best experience.”
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While the Doctor had power, she certainly didn’t have enough to hire out the entire ice rink just for the two of you (she had said that if they had arrived during the construction of the rink she could have). But you really didn’t mind, there were only a handful of other people skating, an audience above and the soft music playing around you, it was probably the best way to experience it. Stumbling slightly, you held onto the Doctor’s hands as you pushed off the wall and onto the ice. “Of course you’re good at this.” You said as she skated backward, keeping her eyes on you. Moving one foot in front of the other, you tried your best to stay balanced, your fingers gripping onto the Doctor’s hands in a vice.
Your name came out in a rushed laugh from her lips - “I’ve been around the block a few times,” she started. “You pick up a few things here and there.” Letting go of one hand, which you protested slightly to, the Doctor moved to skate beside you. “There you go, don’t think about it -” She still had you, her body sliding a little closer, to avoid the people who were skating past you. “Just one foot in front of the other.” Eventually you got into it, into a rhythm that you really didn’t want to break yourself out of.
Holding onto the Doctor’s hand you went around the rink at least twice. Your smile hadn’t once disappeared off your face. It was probably the happiest the Doctor had seen you in a while. You managed to pull your phone out of pocket, take a couple of quick videos, a selfie or two with the blonde Time Lord before you had to put it away. Shakily, you got back into it and it wasn’t until about five minutes after that, that you realised the Doctor had let go of you completely.
Your heart leapt into your throat as you wobbled, arms held out either side of you, like you were t posing. “Uh Doctor!” You called out, brows furrowing low over your eyes. You tried your best to keep steady but it was your arms that were causing you to lose balance. Before your feet could slip out from underneath you, hands were placed on your waist.
“We really should have practiced -” Her voice sounded close to your ear. Your own hands snapped down to rest over hers, fingers gripping onto hers. “But you were doing well!”
“Yeah until I realised -“ You snorted. The pair of you found your rhythm once more and you could feel her body close behind yours. “Thank you -” You said trying to look over your shoulder. “For this.” The Doctor moved, taking your reached out hand in hers again, while one hand was still holding onto your waist. “A very special Christmas indeed.”
“Of course,” A squeeze of your hand. “Now -” She pulled away then, the cold air seeping into the parts of your body she had been touching before she started to pull you to the edge of the rink. Your legs were tired (sore), you had been skating for almost half an hour. Certainly longer than you thought you would last. The Doctor stepped off the ice and you followed suite, hand still tightly grasped in hers. “Hungry?”
A groan left you, as you began to untie your skates. “I’m fucking starving -”
“Oi.” A snicker left you.
“It’s true!”
“Alright, come on. I might have made reservations back on Fifth Avenue.” There was another groan. Your legs would protest the whole way back, but you knew the Doctor would keep you distracted. “Oi, stop complaining. It’s not that far of a walk.” Once your skates were given back and your shoes were replaced, along with your coat and gloves, the pair of you were back walking arm in arm. A part of you wished the others could have experienced this with you. But the more selfish part of you was glad that they weren’t here.
It was just the two of you spending Christmas, ice skating in New York City.
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hedwigge · 2 years
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The thought of percy jackson having a new york accent has been on my mind for YEARS and it's the one headcannon I will never let die
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kaywavy · 2 years
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mexican dave yes but also don’t forget dominican rose
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