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#Ainay‎ #Bellecour‎ #LesBrotteaux‎ #Citéinternationale #LesCordeliers #LaCroix-Rousse‎ #LaDuchère‎ #Fourvière‎ #Gerland‎ #GorgedeLoup #GrangeBlanche‎ #LaGuillotière‎
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cbdlyonlesgones · 2 years
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Couronne de mariage ou couronne de baptême. Avoir un loft atelier, c’est un lieu parfait pour les employées et moi même . Travailler dans un grand espace et créer de belles choses 😍. 📸 @sebas.sauvage #lejardindemathilde #loftcadbury #weeding #weedinginspiration #mariage #mariagefrance #mariagemontreal #driedflowers #fleursséchées #frenchflower #frenchflorist #fleuriste #fleuristelyon #fleuristeparis #fleuristemontreal #couronnedefleurs #headcrown #montreal #paris #lyon #bordeaux (à Fleuriste Le Jardin de Mathilde) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfv-zagA13k/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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wub-fur-radio · 5 months
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Scott Pilgrim vs. The Daleks
Soundtrack for an imaginary pop culture mashup of epic proportions (where everyone’s favorite 23-year old Canadian indie rock slacker saves Toronto from almost certain doom by taking on the baddest aliens in the Whoniverse with his unstoppable 8-bit video game-style fighting technique). Featuring 23 of 2023’s top indie/power pop/garage/punk/noise pop acts including Dot Dash, Versing, Alien Nosejob, the Exbats, Be Your Own Pet, Uni Boys, Guided By Voices, Bass Drum of Death Jacuzzi Boys, Woolen Men, and 13 more bands who know how to put the screw into a sonic screwdriver.
Apologies to Bryan Lee O’Malley, Kim Pine, Plumtree, The Doctor, the Daleks, and the Beeb.
▶︎🎶 Listen on Mixcloud
Running Time: 1 hour, 11 seconds
Tracklist
Tense & Nervous (2:02) — Dot Dash | Washington, DC
Distractions (1:56) — Versing | Seattle, WA
Flakin’ Out (3:27) — The Ific | San Francisco, CA
I'm Lost (3:13) — Alien Nosejob | VIC, Australia
I Don't Believe in Love (3:10) — Uni Boys | Los Angeles, CA
Brain Shock (1:39) — Pheromones | Italy
Rock 'N' Roll Boy (2:58) — The Mudd Club | Bristol, UK
Imaginary Girlfriend (2:14) — TV Party | Ventura, CA
Where Have All the Good Times Gone (2:29) — The Grip Weeds | Highland Park, NJ
Workin’ Too Hard (1:58) — Woolen Men | Portland, OR
Better At Love (2:49) — The Exbats | Arizona
Big Trouble (3:02) — Be Your Own Pet | Nashville, TN
I Used to Be Fun (2:36) — Teen Jesus and the Jean Teasers | Canberra, Australia
Everybody's Gonna Be There (2:13) — Bass Drum of Death | Mississippi
Local Master Airplane (2:16) — Guided By Voices | Dayton, OH
Hot! Heat! Wow! Hot! (3:33) — Psychedelic Porn Crumpets | Perth, Australia
What Does Moon Think (2:57) — SIZ | Bordeaux, France
No Plan (2:42) — The Arrogants | Lille, France
Orange Juice (2:59) — Pop Crimes | Paris, France
Is It Really Any Wonder (1:44) — Strange Magic | New Mexico
On the Ropes (1:48) — Jacuzzi Boys | Miami. FL
Dead Cities (3:04) — Scream | Washington, DC
1999 (2:46) — Avions | Lyon, France Outro: Scott Pilgrim [Radio Edit] (0:38) — Plumtree | Halifax, Canada
All tracks released in 2023 except the last, which is from 2022, and the Outro, which was originally released in 1997.
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anantaru · 1 year
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Hello yoru yoru, i plan to travel to europe next year and i can remember you mentioning that you traveled a lot, do you have any recommendations? 💛 btw ur my favorite genshin writer
omg i‘m happy for you 🌸 i hope everything that goes on in europe right now calms down tho before you want to go! but from all the countries i visited, my faves were:
france (not biased i swear👺), but not necessarily paris alone, i know it‘s the most famous one and i do feel like if you never visited paris, go for it! i personally feel its a bit overrated, i recommend lyon, marseille and nice!
italy, FLORENCE !!!! rome n lecce 💝 venice too, oh my god i‘m so in love with italy, i‘ve been there as a child a lot and i do visit it every year, i hope to go there once i‘m free again 🌸 i mostly went with my irl best friend because she‘s an italian beauty 😏😏😏😏
the netherlands, i was in rotterdam with my dad a few times and i always liked it a lot, idk i feel like this city has something magical to it! also amsterdam and the best thing in the netherlands imo: weed 💝 (im jk its beautiful there lmao)
the balkans, LISTEN, i swear to you they have the best food 👺 belgrad and novi sad in serbia, zagreb and pula in croatia, skopje and ohrid in macedonia !!! (there‘s many more countries i know but i‘ve only visited those!) ove najviše volim 💝
switzerland, i was living there for a few months and it was in zürich, the air‘s so nice there istg and the food too!! there‘s lots of mountains and i went skiing a lot👺 (also lausanne, i felt like a princess there lmao)
sweden, it‘s been a while since i‘ve been there honestly, i was like 15 i think ??? but i plan to visit it again when my season‘s over! I was in malmo (malmo has two dots over the o but i don‘t have those on my phone 💀) AND FUNNY ENOUGH, i only visited stockholm for two days so i couldn‘t see a lot of it but malmo is beautiful !!! 💝
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theretirementstory · 4 months
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Bonjour à tous, it is the first week of January, New Years Day came and went with me feeling rather glum. I didn’t feel like eating and consequently had no “special” meal on that day. By Wednesday my good humour had returned as had my appetite.
It has been a year now since I had my stent fitted in my heart, I am hoping to have another appointment with a cardiologist in the next couple of months just to confirm that all is well. I go to see the oncologist on Monday to (I assume) discuss how I feel after the radiotherapy.
It is currently 1c and cloudy and the highest temperature is due to be 3c, I don’t think I will be poking my nose out of the door today. My friend said she felt that snow was on the way, I am praying it is not!
Pauline eventually came to see me on Tuesday, she had been to Dijon for New Year but hadn’t really enjoyed herself as she was too busy looking for accommodation in Barcelona. Then she messaged me on Wednesday to say that her mother’s partner had passed away that morning. Her mother was due to drive her to Lyon on Thursday or Friday for Pauline to take a Flixbus from Lyon to Barcelona. She is flying today from Paris, she hadn’t really wanted to fly because of the smaller luggage allowance but maybe that is better.
Monique came to see me on Tuesday too, it was wonderful to see her and we had a good chat. She had had a great Christmas with her family and grandchildren, the twins will soon be celebrating their 2nd birthday, it’s amazing to think they are only two as they seem to have been around a lot longer.
I didn’t get in touch with the plumber (again) as the central heating and the pressure bar on the boiler seem to working satisfactorily.
Anie has sent me a photo of her with her family in Indonesia, she seems to be having a wonderful time. I am very pleased for her, although her family have been in France a lot in 2023, it has been a lovely holiday for her.
So the cleaner came on Thursday and asked if I would like to go to the Casino restaurant in Montier en Der. As I am really trying to keep myself safe from any infections, wearing my mask while out shopping, avoiding crowded places, plus only eating food prepared by myself. I explained it was something I could do after March but she said how about going next Thursday. I said I would let her know, went online to check out the menu, discovered there were only a couple of dishes that I would eat and decided to decline her offer. It’s important I keep myself well until my immune system is back up to full capacity.
I am “itching” to get out into the garden and prepare things for the springtime. Unfortunately, a lot of weeding is needed and the ground is too wet to deal with that at the moment. I do want to place cardboard around the rose bushes and mulch on top of the cardboard (this should be done in January) I am wondering if that will work around the hydrangea paniculata. At the moment there are so many weeds around it I fear it will become smothered. I am considering covering the area, weeds and all with the cardboard.
In France, from January 1st, they are encouraging people to discontinue putting food waste in the dustbin and encouraging the use of composters. Looking at the booklet that arrived it states quite categorically “no weeds, their seeds etc in the composter.” Now when your garden is full of “mauvaise herbes” where on earth are you supposed to put those when you clear them out? How do I stop my neighbour from putting the grass clippings (including dandelions etc) into my composter when he is being kind enough to mow the grass? Answers on a postcard please 😂. Speaking of compost, I am so terrified that there are 🐀 and 🐁 in my composter that I could do with a young man to come and empty all of my compost out. Where do you find a young man willing to do that? Is it something my gardener will do? I guess I will be making enquiries this year. Then I could start again and perhaps make better compost. I have never got right thé the bottom of the compost bin. As my friend Marlene was telling me something about rats in the composter I am worried that if they have them in their compost bin then I surely must have them in mine. Mind having said that I don’t put tomatoes, or anything with seeds into the compost, which I think they must have done, as she said they had tomatoes growing in there one time.
My potager, which I had covered with cardboard last winter, is full of violas (plus a few weeds). I was hoping to transplant the violas to the back garden, and feel sure I will, given some drier weather. The same applies to the iris I planted in the raised bed years ago, they are coming through well and keep multiplying but are becoming too crowded in there and I need to thin them out. All this talk of what I would like to do, is making me want to rush out and start doing something in the garden.
Let’s have a look at the music this week, back in the 80’s this first group would really have had no interest to me, however, all these years later as part of a car advert here in France, I find myself singing along (possibly my own words I hasten to add) and find the music quite “upbeat”. The song is “Oh l’amour” by the group Erasure dating back to 1986. The second song is one of my all time favourites, it’s a song that I feel as soon as you hear it you want to get up and dance. Of course the “old body” has done a good few miles since this was released in 1978 but somewhere inside my “mojo” is still working 😂. The song is “You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real) by Sylvester. This is another song which has been used in an advert recently.
My grandchildren FaceTimed me last Sunday, I wasn’t wearing my hat so my very short hair was on display. At first my granddaughter wouldn’t speak to me she just kept staring as I spoke then eventually she asked “where’s your hair?”. We explained I had had it cut off because I had been very very poorly, she accepted that and we continued the conversation as normal.
“The Photographer” had his car repaired on Tuesday, no really large expense and I guess it is still running okay as he has been out and about in it. Yesterday was his last day working in a branch office and from tomorrow will be doing his training for home working. I am hoping that it all works out well for him as it saves on his long commute, fuel, wear and tear on the car and means that he will hopefully get to see more daylight.
“The Trainee Solicitor” has been busy at work. Not too sure how his ankle is now, it had still been swelling but he thought that was due to the heat in the office and having his foot down all day. He is currently doing housework while “The Ex-Graduate” has a well deserved rest. She is still waiting to hear about a start date for her new job but at least she has a job until the new one starts.
The books I had ordered arrived on Thursday and I was just so excited! I opened the bag but didn’t remove all of the books until yesterday. Oh did I want to cry! I had only ordered two the same. Instead of five books to read I now only have four but that’s fine and I will make sure I check my order before I press “Send” next time.
Yesterday, I did not a lot at all, I had my bloods taken and for the first time in a long time the results didn’t arrive by the afternoon. I need them by Monday afternoon for the oncologist so fingers crossed they arrive. After the visit from the nurse, I decided to have half an hour reading my book unfortunately that half hour turned into the rest of the day with only breaks to make food and to go to the shops for a few things. I must get myself moving today.
Knitting is on the back burner at the moment but I am crocheting. Next week sees the first knitting group of the year but more about that later.
I have posted the photos of my beautiful planter, which doesn’t look like that at the moment, and of one of the hellebores. The hellebores this year are obviously going to flower later as they are just producing green leaves at present and I need to get the planter cleared of weeds and put some new compost in it to encourage the lovely flowers. I would like to get a primula to put into it as well as a few more violas. The planter that Monique made for me about November last year is flowering so well it really is beautiful.
Jusqu’à la semaine prochaine.
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justices-blade · 1 year
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thread trackin' // 14.03.23
// hello hello, here's a quick thread tracking post for edward (@justices-blade) and chad (@lycianlynx)!
// first off: sorry for the ping jumpscares! the intention of this isn't to rush, but just to tally; especially since there's a couple event ones i've found gathering dust that i'm not sure of the status on. threads i think might be active are listed in order started for the most part, but i've tried to bundle muns.
// if you'd like to drop a thread that's listed here, lemme know! (mastery's mastery, baby!) also, if i missed anything... whoops. please drop me a line! i admittedly did this cleanout pretty spontaneously, so i'm bound to have overlooked something.
// for future reference, im manually tracking my threads on this spreadsheet! it won't always be up to date, but it'll probably be a good waypoint.
edward (@justices-blade)
reunion long awaited - leonardo (@freedomarrow)
now you too can be the 3-13 archer - leonardo (freedomarrow)
hug all your friends - micaiah (@frauleindermorgen)
back at it again at garreg mach - edain (@ulirblood) - my turn
no (tea)leaf unturned - lyon (@sacretic)
friends on the frigid frontier - seliph (@virtuoustyrfing)
red riding hood's basket - maria (@princessmacedon)
[hands you a weed] [hands you a weed] [ha— - camilla (@maligknightsthorns)
blackboard dust - soren (@atypicalsenerio)
too close counter - soren (atypicalsenerio)
binding blade of love - roy (@lionsword)
the bean bites back - kurth (@goldoanheart)
lord sombron's puppy daycare - zephia (@melusinezephyr)
a 'perfect' fit - pelleas (@pirrhyc)
a bug for you - tharja (@grimstalkr)
howling at the moon - laslow (@laslow)
follow the city's ribbon - larcei (@swiftscion)
chad (@lycianlynx)
sun's shine - maria (princessmacedon) - my turn
good luck, break a leg - chrom (@ylisseanstar)
amalgamate - lucina (@exclted) - my turn
slice through life - idunn (@inferniso) - my turn
a spoonful of sugar - est (@estians) - my turn
just grin and bear it a while - leanne (@allegreta) - my turn
self *defense* - zelkov (@elusivia)
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tilbageidanmark · 10 months
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Movies I watched this Week #129 (Year 3/Week 25):
A few months ago I discovered the early films of Alice Guy-Blaché, the first ever female filmmaker, and history's first director of narrative cinema. An enormously important figure, who was erased and forgotten until her recent resurgence.
The documentary Be Natural: The Untold Story of Alice Guy-Blaché shows how central she was to the development of all of cinema. A most fascinating and moving detective story laying open the amazing life of this pioneering heroine, who helped define its crafts and systems.
Narrated by (another prodigy) Jodie Foster. Like 'The Méliès Mystery' biography, these two are a must-see for any film lover.
Best film of the week! 10/10.
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The short film essay Celebration Sequences gives some excellent examples of “Storytelling's Most Useful Type of Scene”: Weddings, funerals, birthdays, parties, balls (and orgies). Celebrations give a story the chance to gather every important character and let them interact for a while under the auspice of important themes such as love and death.
Because of it, I watched Kurosawa's Hamlet-inspired The bad sleep well. Coppola listed The bad sleep well as one of his favorite films, citing the wedding ceremony of the first thirty minutes "as perfect as any film I've ever seen". He then used it as inspiration for the wedding sequence in The Godfather.
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The devil and Miss Jones [Not to be confused with the 1973 'The Devil IN Miss Jones...] was an unusual 1941 Capra'esque comedy, with a pro-labor bent. It dealt with some real labor, wealth inequality and capitalism issues. And, it did not paint them outright as 'communist' agenda!
The 'richest man in the world' goes underground in order to root out 'agitators' and union leaders, who cause trouble at one of his department stores. However, after working as a regular shoe salesman down in the weeds, he learns to sympathize with the cause of his new working class comrades (after falling in love with one of them, of course).
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3 by French director Nicolas Bedos:
🍿 Masquerade is a sleek caper, like Jim Thompson's 'The Grifters' but on the glitzy part of the French riviera. A young gigolo specializing in seducing rich, older woman falls for a beautiful young con-artist and together they devise a long-con to bilk high-maintenance diva Isabelle Adjani and wealthy real estate broker François Cluzet. Lots of erotic twists and thrilling turns. 6/10.
🍿 In his previous, genial comedy La Belle Époque, Daniel Auteuil is allowed to participate in an immersive reenactment of any historical period of his choice. After being kicked out by his wife, he decides to re-live a week in 1974 when he met her, the love of his life, at the La Belle Époque café in Lyon. A mix of Fincher's "The Game', with 'The Truman show' but with an imaginative heart. Better than Charlie Kaufman. 9/10.
🍿 OSS 117 was a French series about a fictional secret agent, a-la-James Bond, featured in 11 films and parodies. OSS 117: From Africa with Love is a stupid spoof of the EuroSpy genre of the 60's and 70's. and the third starring comedian Jean Dujardin (from ”The artist”). He plays a self-important idiot, politically-incorrect who can't get it up, more Peter Sellers than Sean Connery. Tintin was much deeper. 2/10.
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Because I don’t usually watch such low-brow low-budget trashy sub-genres, I enjoyed the crowd-funded Swiss exploitation Mad Heidi much more that I would under normal circumstances. The absurd story deals with a fascist cheese-based dictator, and a zaftig mountain girl who must escape Stalag-type prison in order to save the motherland and prevent a tainted cheese apocalypse.
As Joe Bob Briggs used to write in his early reviews "Cheese Nazis, cheese zombies, edelweiss throwing stars, and goat cheese hustlers. Mustard covered sausages inserted up the ass. About 10 exploding heads and torsos. Every Swiss cliché in the book, from 'Sounds of Music' and Toblerone to Alp horns, cuckoo clocks, cheese fondue, watches, and pocket knives - dialed up to 11. Women's prison-fu. Gladiator-Fu. Lesbo Fu. One Black Goat Peter. Drive-In Academy Award nominations for Casper Van Dien as the megalomaniacal president of Switzerland. Check it out.” 4/10.
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Pierrot le Fou, my 8th New Wave stream of consciousness improvised exploration by JL Godard. Without a screenplay, and Everything Goes attitude, it's one long Pop Art of random allusions, aphorism, literary riddles and intellectual bon mots. Actually, apart from his brilliant debut 'À bout de souffle' (Breathless), I was bored by most of his films.
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The Novice, another remarkable first feature by a young female director (Lauren Hadaway, who doesn't even have a Wikipedia page yet). An obsessive freshman joins her university's rowing team and is so driven to compete that she destroys everything in her path, especially herself.
Hadaway's frantic use of film language is thrilling. Also her blending of music by Brenda Lee and Patsy Klein.
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As a teenager I admired Knut Hamsun, read and collected all his books. My pride and joy, and the oldest book I owned was the rare Hebrew translation of 'Hunger', published in Poland in 1889. So I stopped everything to watch Jan Troell's lionizing drama Hamsun about his final and dying years.
Hamsun was a towering Norwegian hero who later turned Nazi-sympathizer traitor and supported Hitler & Germany even as it occupied Norway. Max von Sydow plays him as a venerable 'Great Man', complex, selfish, stubborn and conflicted, and Danish diva Ghita Nørby plays his wife, who was even more pro-German than him. 3/10
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Another re-watch, Edgar Wright final installment of his Cornetto trilogy, The World’s End. Immature alcoholic Simon Pegg brings his 4 childhood friends back together to recreate the greatest achievement of their youth, a legendary 12-station pub crawl. Massive drinking & mayhem mixed with an alien invasion by blue-blooded androids.
Like the new 'Demon 79' it culminates with an unexpected apocalyptic Götterdämmerung. Yeah, 'The world's end' is not only the name of the last drinking hole. Plus points for the beautiful Rosamund Pike.
With every re-watch of any Edgar Wright movie, I go back to 'Every frame a picture' showing his visual comedy style, or other essays explaining his unique editing techniques.
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Instead of watching Jason Reitman's 'Up in the air' for the 5th time, I picked up his Front Runner. A bland 2018 Political drama about the fall from grace of Senator Gary Hart, caught with his fly open aboard a yacht called 'Monkey Business' while running for president.
I saw Gary Hart at a political rah-rah at UCLA the first week I came to the US in 1984. But the film itself added no new wrinkle to the usual cliches of election campaigns, newspaper editorial rooms, media ethics or the hypocrisies of public figures. 3/10.
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(My complete movie list is here).
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Okay so for cp party I am deciding to use the idea we talked about with Varrick and Ace and how they can sing and play the guitar....but I'm gonna add a thing to it.
So Ace and Varrick are down at some bar, playing and singing a few songs together actually having fun and just rocking out. Addict is obviously there with Nightmare maybe and Addict is sitting there just kinda drooling over the two boys who are jamming out. But Addict decides to ask Vince if he'd like to come so he can finally see his brother after years and years of being gone.
Of course Vince doesn't actually meet Varrick, seeing how he wants to stay somewhat of a secret, so Addict gives him her mask to wear that she never uses. So Vince goes and he is just proud of his little brother and is glad Varrick seems happy.
(add whatever you'd like to this! It's all up to you!!)
[ A secret audience - Simp Party ]
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SYNOPSIS; Addict drags Vince to watch his little brother on stage.
PAIRINGS; Vince x Addict, Varrick x Addict, Ace x Addict
CONTENT WARNINGS; Mentions of drunken idiots.
NOTE; Egh...I wish I did better with this lol.
CHARACTER COUNT; 9,001
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The heavy scent of cigarettes and cigars ate at Addict's nose, her chest refusing to breathe until she got inside the place. She stared at the sign that displayed the demonic bar's unique name: The drop-off and it stared back at her relentlessly. But what made Addict a bit more excited were the demons both going in and out. Most of them were already drunk by this time of ten o’clock, and a lot of them gave off a questionable aura. They seemed the more happy type than anything and just wanted to have a good time. She didn’t want to be so quick to judge.
 
As soon as she stepped inside, the entire atmosphere changed. It was hot, but not uncomfortably hot, and the smell of alcohol and weed wafted throughout the establishment. The pounding bass of both Ace and Varrick throwing on their guitars as the music pounded against Addict's body, the reverberations sending an unknown sense of enjoyment through her veins. Sh3 swallowed hard and followed in after Nightmare, who had solely been there to get her in the bar.
 
Bodies of numerous demons rubbed up against Addict by accident and some even on purpose. It didn’t matter if they were men or women; they somehow found themselves touching her soft skin. She didn’t mind it much, but it just felt so awkward. The people didn’t even seem to care that they touched each other appropriately or inappropriately. It was like all the pleasure and joy was surging through one person to the other.
 
Addict struggled to follow close to Nightmare in the dimness of the club, lights and smoke hovering over the dancing crowd. But soon, Nightmare led her to the place with drinks complete with a bartender, who happened to be Lyon. Nightmare and Addict took a set on each side of the table, Lyon staring back at them as they stood. He leaned over the table and smiled, “Never thought I'd see the oh-so-famous Addict here, do you want anything in particular? All on me,” he winked.
"Ah, I won't be here for long, I'm only going to drop off Addict. I promised Hunter I'd take him to an amusement park," Nightmare smiled, slightly nudging Addict, "But Addict might want something." 
  
Addict threw up three fingers, “Three martini’s to start off, please!” The bartender, Lyon, was quick with the order and his hands worked like magic. Tossing together the liquor ingredients to the drink, he threw it all into a shaker and shook it up vigorously. Unscrewing the top, he tipped the shaker over the martini glasses and poured a sum amount in each, making sure it was all even. He tossed in a toothpick and green olive in each, topping off the drink with a ring of sugar sprinkled over the lip of the glasses.
"Enjoy~ I'm glad to have your little worshippers here playing in the bar," Lyon smirked, "The people here are loving them." A roar of hoots and hollers backed both Varrick and Ace up and Ace confidently looked through the crowd, noticing Addict staring at him amusingly with her arms crossed. He winked at her, noticing the blush on her face.
 
Playing his electric guitar alongside Ace, as the audience watched with loud cheers, the sound of his music drowning out everything, the beautiful melody glided past everyone's heads. Varrick played his heart out, the world brimming with color as the emotions swirled across his eyes, and the sight was breathtaking. Addict let a slight blush overlap her face. She stuck the glass pint to her lips and took a large swig. Lyon cocked half a smile as he put the rim of his beer bottle to his lips, watching her with clear entertainment. She reminded him of Nightmare, back when she was more immature and hyper. 
Sure, the sight was breathtaking, but Addict felt like something was missing.
There were so many people watching, so many people cheering. And who was missing out on this the most? Yes, Vincent Smith. It was in that moment that she finally realized what she had to do, not just her personal entertainment, but for Vince as well. Her mouth became dry and her nerves jumbled in the pit of her stomach. She tried to get rid of the annoying nerves in her body, her hands rubbing on her arms to comfort her, the overwhelming urge to get Varrick's brother here was honestly too much of an opportunity to miss. She suddenly slammed her drink down, and made her way out to the exit of the bar.
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“Do I really have to? I don't wanna go to some damn demon bar…” Vince groaned and another smile tugged at Addict. He let the idea play in his mind a little bit and thought of what it would be like. Sure, he never went out to have too much fun and he never really knew what to do with himself most of the time. But going along with this woman, out into a place he barely felt comfortable being in without security, made him feel slightly uneasy. Deep down, though, he couldn't help feeling a little excited about something like that.
 
Addict tugged at his arm, and practically dragged him along. Quite frankly, he had no idea how she had known he was free-loading in her apartment. He'd thought it would be funny to just randomly appear in her apartment and wait for her to come home, but she ended up taking longer then he had first anticipated, and he ended up falling asleep on the couch. “C'mon, I promise it'll be worth it! It's just a little surprise that both me and you can enjoy. Also your reaction will be funny as hell if I'm being honest.."
 
“I’m glad I’m here to please your amusement.” Vince smirked and turned back towards the crowd, “Alright, where is it?”
 
“Oh, you’re really gonna willingly do it?” Addict asked, a bit surprised as he followed her. She'd almost thought she would have to drag him there, he really didn't seem to be that fond of demonic beings. Or the under-realm as a whole. "I almost thought I had to drag your lazy ass.."
“Sure, why not?” She watched Vince's broad shoulders shrug, “I trust you darlin', and if I die, at least I get to die near a pretty little thing like yourself.” Vince followed her willingly like a pup, pushing through the crowd of people as they went. As the two broke through the thicket of all the demon's and people, they roared at the events unfolding before them. Vince instantly stopped, hie eyes widening ever so slightly at Varrick strumming his heart out, beads of sweat layering his skin as he seemed to smile. 
Before Vince could say anything, something was slapped onto his face, and he struggled to decipher what it was as he gripped at it, "Here! I almost forgot, you need a mask since you don't want him to wel…recognize you. I just wanted you to see how amazing he was," Addict smiled warmly.
Varrick's fingers rapidly danced along with his electric guitar, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead as the music seemed to get more intense, he started multitasking and even singing in the microphone, causing Ace to smile on the sides of him. He attempted to play just as intensely as him, but Varrick's strumming got so rapid they just let him play the solo. 
The last few lyrics escaped his lips in a loud voice and he couldn't help but feel it in his gut. Besides the family business, music was the only thing that continued in the Smith bloodline, the only thing he knew Varrick escaped into. He remembered when he would play guitar when they were much younger. After their intense training, Vince reminisced on how euphoric Varrick seemed to be whenever he held an instrument. Hr embraced his talent, shredding the last few verses before letting the song slowly fade out. 
As his mind trailed off for a bit, his eyes trailed off to Addict. "Thanks.." He whispered slightly.
"No, thank you got coming!" She smiled at him brightly.
She saw the confusion and cloudiness in his eyes. He didn’t know what to say, what to do, or react to the words that she had said to him. No one was nice to him and he could return with the same hate and anger that was thrown at him. But he was completely indifferent to the kindness, gentleness, charisma, and loyalty she had displayed towards him. She never got angry easily, at him for that matter and only showed her mental and emotional strength when times were tough. She didn’t care much for herself or her safety; she only displayed compassion for others. But like him, he had nothing to lose and nothing much to fight for but survival in this cruel world. 
She was amazing. He hadn't felt like this towards anyone in a long time.
Before either of them knew it, Vince had pulled her into a hug much more abrupt and tighter than usual. Her nose pressed against his shoulder and she can smell the day he’s had: the lingering soapy fragrance from his morning shower, the slight tinge of musk from working all day, the faint yet savory punch from the food he ate for lunch. Her arms mimic his, sneaking around his larger frame while her hands grasp the fabric between his shoulder blades. It’s comforting, "Thank you…I can't express how much you've changed my life. It hasn't even been that long, and yet…I feel like this is all some type of dream, it's feels heavenly, and it's all because of you, darling." 
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"Brooks Given Three Years, Fined $900 On Drug Charges," Windsor Star. June 25, 1943. Page 3. --- War Plant Inspector Is Sentenced ---- Sold Marijuana; Five Others Await Trial for Possession of Narcotic Weed ---- On three convictions of violating the Narcotic Drugs Act, John R. Brooks, 41 years old, of Sandwich West, a parts inspector in a Windsor war industry, was sentenced to serve a total of three years in the Kingston Penitentiary, and fined a total of $200, by Magistrate J. A. Hanrahan today in county police court.
USED IN CIGARETS The first and most serious of the convictions for which Brooks was sentenced, was for the sale of a drug called marijuana made from the leaves of a Mexican plant the scientific name of which is cannabis sativa. The ground-up leaves are rolled into cigarets called muggles by those who use them.
In sentencing Brooks, Magistrate Hanrahan said: "The United States Commissioner of Narcotic Drugs has stated that murders, suicides, robberies, criminal assaults, holdups and burglaries have been directly traced to the use of marijuana. It is well recognized by law enforcement agencies as a drug producing criminal tendencies.
"Obviously, trafficking in this deadly narcotic must be viewed by the courts with the utmost gravity," continued the magistrate. "Those depraved enough to gain financially by its sale, heedless of the dangerous and often terrible consequences to its unfortunate users, or to their victims in the general public, must be prepared when convicted to accept the severe penalties the offence merits."
SENTENCES GIVEN Brooks was sentenced to two years in the penitentiary and fined $500 on the first charge of selling marijuana. On the other two charges which related to the sale of what purported to be marijuana but which actually was the leaves of another plant, Brooks was fined $200 and sentenced to six months in the penitentiary on each of the charges.
The investigation of the case against Brooks was made by Corporal R. L. Woodhouse of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. W. E. Kelly, special prosecutor for the Dominion Department of Justice, represented the Crown in Brooks' trial, and he was defended by Hon, James H. Clark, K.C.Five residents of the Windsor district who are charged with being in possession of marijuana which Brooks was charged with selling to them, will be tried before Magistrate Hanrahan on Monday. These accused are Michael and Herman Rainone, R. J. Bezaire, Ross W. Grey, and Julien Noismer.
[This weed seizure was one of the largest in Ontario to this point, and involved six criminal defendants, with Brooks getting a severe and mandatory penitentiary term. None of the others went to the penitentiary. The judges lecture is the standard bit of fear mongering about cannabis use typical among the anti-drug movement, who were functionally a rebranding of the defeated temperance and prohibition movements. Catherine Carstairs notes in Jailed for Possession (p. 31) that cannabis use was extremely rare in early 20th century Canada, figuring in almost no crime statistics until the Great Depression. That cannabis was even illegal is something of a mystery according to Carstairs - even in the 1950s it was relatively unknown even among habitual consumers of other controlled substances. Its status as an illegal drug appears to have originated in the 1911-1912 The Hague Opium Conference, attended by William Lyon Mackenzie King, where study and control of ‘Indian weed’ was discussed. The American government argued at later international meetings for a global ban on recreational use, which was put in use in 1925, though the United States did not pass federal laws against cannabis use until 1937. The Canadian government appears to have acted on the American lead. Another point to note is the fundamentally racist and classist framing of the 'marijuana panic': it was seen as a foreign, unseemly drug, only trafficked and consumed by similar types. One of Brooks' co-defendants was wearing a zoot suit; two others were French-Canadians, and Brooks himself was a Black Canadian, although this goes unmentioned in the newspaper coverage. It's also an interesting view of skilled labour in the war plants around Windsor - Brooks was an inspector parts, overseeing the quality of other workers on an assembly line. He had no previous criminal record, except 10 days in jail years before, was married with 5 kids and three grandchildren, and had worked as a truck driver before the war. He was convict #7361 at Kingston Penitentiary, and worked as a carpenter before being transferred in October 1943 to the low-security Collin's Bay Penitentiary. He was paroled in mid-1945. His wife Lilian died in 1946, and no mention of Brooks is made in her obituary...]
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