A finger slid down my spine.
I shivered from the longed touch of another, I shivered because the finger was cold and because I was leaning against a wall.
I considered my next reaction, and decided to calmly face the wall.
"Hello? I didn't like that," I told the wall firmly.
A ghostly face appeared, "What?"
He was handsome but I stood my ground.
"There are rules these days."
"Oh. Please teach me the rules?"
So I did. That easy!
C'est juste trop cool!!
J'aime le fait que les objets électroniques de cette époque étaient fait pour être réparables. Oui, c'est beaucoup de morceaux à changer, et ça prend une expertise, mais au moins t'as pas à jeter ton instrument et devoir en acheter un nouveau. Essayez de faire la même chose avec n'importe quel appareil électronique aujourd'hui pis on s'en reparlera...
The mellotron have such a unique and cool sound. I'm in love.
Inside a Mellotron M400: How the Mellotron Works
I don't follow many people on invidious/youtube, but this channel was easy to add to my list!
Who Is Responsible For Climate Change? – Who Needs To Fix It?
When Byron Williams died saying 'I can't breathe,' few protested. Now his family is fighting for justice.
Oh it worked!
"#Linux is my creative work daily driver, on 95% #libre and #FOSS tools. A few years ago it was the opposite, I was on 95% proprietary tools. It is often said that you cannot be on Linux if you do #creative work for a living, but I have transitioned across the last few years and love it. With the advances in #librecreative software the workflows just keep getting better and better. This collection shows some snapshots of my setup and how I use it."
Sustainable societies have had large cities, lively scientific and technological fields, continent-spanning logistics networks, and the likes of that before. With what we know now, and all the raw materials we've already extracted that we could (and have no excuse not to, really) recycle, it's silly to think that we're going to be stuck living a spartan existence in the ruins of our current world for eternity, and dangerous at best to integrate that into one's political program as dogma.
It was always just us three girls.
Wendy, who chose that name because she wanted to meet a manic pixie dream-boy to sew to solid ground one day.
Lydia, who loved spiders, bats, granting wishes, and wigs.
And Alex, whose love for swords and her utter uselessness at talking to pretty girls, were legendary.
Not everyone agreed about us of course.
But we knew who we were, and our magic was more powerful than their rejections.
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