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Autoportrait au nu mort, Man Ray, 1920
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your future wife is waiting for you at the local public library
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There is almost no food in northern Gaza.
Mahmoud Almadhoun and his family run a soup kitchen that feeds thousands of starving people for free. Acquiring in bulk means they can get more food for less and giving the food away alleviates the control food scalpers have over the market.
Please send them any money you can spare, especially if you have anxiety over picking between individual families that need help. The soup kitchen having more resources means they can feed more families and be bigger competition to food scalpers, driving down food prices over all.
Thank you for donating and sharing.
Help Gaza Soup Kitchen
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the scary part about getting better is that there's this constant fear that things will go back to what they once were
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u ever just look at all the stuff u love and think wow i love this stuff
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Don't SKIP HELp😍💕😭
am Asmaa Abed from Gaza, 39 years old💔👀
The whole world witnessed the tragedy that struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I survived many previous wars. But today we face the most dangerous and fiercest battle in the current war. We are in urgent need, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs of food, water and safe shelter.😍💔
Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, as my family and I were evacuated from southern Gaza to West Mawasi Khan Yunis, hoping to return soon, but it was not meant to happen. It was a new house I built before the war, it cost me a lot of money and I couldn't be happy with it. It was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed. Our home, once a bastion of hope, is now in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.
The night before we left for Mawasi Khan Yunis al-Bahr was terrifying. The sounds of bombing were everywhere, making a loud noise that seemed to penetrate our souls. Each explosion shook the ground like an earthquake, sending waves of fear through our trembling bodies. It fills us with fear. The smell of destruction and blood wafted through the air, making it difficult to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation all around us💘💝❤️��
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Joining the war on fetish and kink on the side of the fetish and kink
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blue, through kaye donachie’s reminiscent paintings.
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