#Alexander Kraft

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Alexander Kraft.

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Matt Hranek and Alexander Kraft for Sotheby’s.

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Sharing this here now due to my previous reblog.

Back in July, I had the opportunity to gift the lead singer of my favorite band, Eisbrecher, an adorable polar bear hat that I crocheted. Not only did he immediately put it on for a photo with me, but the band posted it to their official page, as well as Alex posting it! Since then it's also been featured in their after show music video. Also included a shot from my favorite song, Eiszeit

[therealmrpositive]

Kirstie (2013-14)

In today's review, I find out that long lost relative might be the ticket to the stars... or at least a Tony Award. as I attempt a #positive review of the short-lived sitcom, Kirstie. #KirstieAlley #EricPetersen #RheaPerlman #MichaelRichards

It is daunting to think about the road not travelled; what if I picked that class, over the other one, or stayed where we were instead of upping roots to greener pastures? How would your life be different then? Would it be better or worse? And if better, how would we make up for it? Would it be worth it? In 2013, a Broadway star and the plight of an adoptee child might be enough to make some…

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Alexander Kraft

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Peter Lloyd's 1977 album art for "Tchaikovsky - Kraft & Alexander – 1812 - Nutcracker Suite"

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Alexander Kraft Monaco flagship store

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Alexander Kraft

Ph: @heinfienbrot

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Alexander Kraft

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no one is ever really gone, are they

Our Apartment, Aaron West and a the Roaring Twenties // Mourning Jewelry (mid-19th century), Metropolitan Museum of Art // Real Estate, Adam Melchor // @/fruitskies // Woke Up New, The Mountain Goats // Stained Glass Fragments, Greyfriars, Worcester // Hoodie Weather, The Wonder Years // Rain Shadow, Andy Goldsworthy // Silent Love, James Bay // Brokeback Mountain, dir. Ang Lee // Coffee, Roses & Revolutions // Hoodie, Lost Stars // @/musclememory // Cherry, Harry Styles // Toothbrush, Marielle Kraft // Dirty AF1s, Alexander 23 // Red Dragon, dir. Brett Ratner // Eastbound, Lauren W. Scotto // Rose Fitzgerald Kennedy // Portrait de la Jeune Fille en Feu, dir, Céline Sciamma // Woke Up Older, The Wonder Years

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[darkmaga-returns]

Dimethyl sulphoxide (“DMSO”) is the other ivermectin. It is equally as unknown as ivermectin once was and perhaps equally miraculous.

It was first discovered in the late 19th century as a byproduct of the kraft process for making paper from wood pulp. At about the same time, Russian chemist Alexander Zaytsev synthesised it by oxidising dimethyl sulphide.

It is a remarkably safe chemical that protects cells from fatal stressors making it particularly beneficial for conditions affecting the heart, brain and spinal cord.

It protects cells from death, is helpful in a variety of circulatory disorders, is a promising treatment for heart attacks, is a paradigm-shifting stroke therapy, treats many critical aspects of traumatic brain injuries, brain bleeds, concussions and spinal cord injuries, and development disorders and many cognitive disorders will respond to DMSO.

DMSO could save millions of people from brain and spinal injury, A Midwestern Doctor says. And some data has accumulated on DMSO’s value in psychiatry as well.

Additionally, it has shown promise in diseases that result from misfolded proteins, including cystic fibrosis, Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease and amyloidosis. Amyloidosis is one of the most well-known protein misfolding conditions which has also been linked to the covid “vaccines.” For amyloidosis, DMSO appears to dissolve the amyloid aggregates and eliminate them from the body.

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013 Von der Asche in den Wind

Unser dreizehntes Stichwort ist "Von der Asche in den Wind" und kommt aus der Feder von @lexiklecksi. Wie kommt die Asche in den Wind? Geht es um einen Phoenix oder um Wiedergeburt? Eine zerstörerische Kraft? Etwas Verlorenes, das nie mehr wiederkommen wird? Oder etwas ganz anderes?

Das Konzept

Jeden zweiten Donnerstag posten wir ein neues Stichwort. Bis Sonntag um 12 Uhr (GMT+1) habt ihr Zeit, einen Text von 100 bis 1000 Worten zu einem vorgegebenen Thema zu schreiben und unter #Blitzgeschichten und unter Erwähnung von @blitzgeschichten zu posten. Alle Einreichungen teilen wir auf unserem Blog und freuen uns schon darauf, jeden Sonntag neue, spannende Geschichten von euch zu lesen. Kommentiert, wenn wir euch zu unserer Leseliste hinzufügen sollen, damit ihr kein neues Stichwort verpasst. Vergesst auch nicht, die Geschichten der anderen zu lesen und zu kommentieren.

Lust auf Flash Fiction auf Englisch? Besucht @flashfictionfridayofficial​​​.

Kommentiert + wenn ihr zur Leseliste hinzugefügt werden wollt oder - wenn ihr entfernt werden wollt.

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Mannnn.

Don’t eat 5 handfuls of Kraft ground Parmesan cheese. Ever.

–Alexander

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For day 9 enjoy a little fluffy Will and Jay brother bonding as kids time! I was inspired from watching people at the park near my house feeding the ducks with bread and wondering what if they took it from their parents secretly!

Will is 10 in this and Jay is 8 in this! Enjoy:)

Title: Saturday mornings

"shhh, you'll wake dad" angry whispered Will, as he pushed little brother Jay out of the way and shut the kitchen cabinet himself.

"Sorry" whispered Jay back.

It was early Saturday morning and the boys decided that instead of watching cartoons like they did every Saturday that they were going to go feed the ducks at the lagoon in the next neighborhood over.

"Won't mom get mad we took her sandwich bread" asked Jay as the two biked away from 47th street and towards 37th street and towards the bus they would need.

Shrugging his shoulders Will replied, "as long as we don't use all the bread, we can claim we were really hungry and made pb&j sandwiches after school on Friday."

That sounded like a solid albi to young Jay so he backed off his questions.

Hopping off the bus, the boys headed straight for the lagoon and nature trail. Their mom had taken them here plenty of times and occasionally Jay's little league soccer team would have a game out here, so they were rather familiar with the layout of the park.

"Ooh, look at the goose!" Exclaimed Jay while fishing out a piece of bread out of the bag his brother held.

The boys spent the next 45 minutes feeding the geese and squirrels, and looking at the birds flying around the nature trail.

"Hand me a piece, I want to feed the little guy!" Stated Jay while honing in on a squirrel near the tennis courts.

"Last one, then we should head back, it's already 9" replied Will while holding the bread bag out for Jay to take.

Sticking his hand in, Jay realized just how far his hand had to go to reach a piece, "uh oh" he stated when he looked down and realized more than half the loaf was gone!

"Uh, it's okay, mom probably won't notice! I've been making our lunches the past 2 weeks anyway" reassured Will.

"I think she goes on another grocery run this week anyway" added Jay.

The boys started their trip home while adding to the story of hopeful reassurance that they wouldn't get in trouble for using up all the bread!

Several hours later, Mary Halstead decided that she was going to make her sons' their favorite lunch....grilled cheese and Kraft Mac and cheese, it was the one meal she knew picky eater Jay would eat and big brother Will never complained about it.

Opening the kitchen cabinet that housed the bread, she noticed 75% of the loaf was gone.....she had just gone grocery shopping on Thursday night right after she got paid.

"Jay Alexander! William Patrick!" She shouted

In the living room, the boys turned from watching TV to look at each other and they muttered,

"shit"