#Danfo

[mannyjefferson]

Lagos Yellows for COLORS

Writer Ify Obi and photographer Manny Jefferson document the cultural significance of Danfos against the socio-economic challenges threatening their very existence.

[demmyfuji]

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Ban: No going back on Danfo, koropes on Oct 1 – Lagos Govt

The Lagos State Government has said no going back on the planned enforcement banning operations of all unregulated commercial bus operations, specifically “Danfos” and “Koropes” along Lekki-Epe corridor, scheduled to commence on October 1, 2024. This followed speculations making the rounds on the suspension of the plans by government. Speaking with Vanguard, State Commissioner for…

[amokeadey]

[freaquin]

defoe gets to hold them because he's less italian per pound

[feyres-divorce-lawyer]

oluwakatsuki is crazy😭

[viral9ja]

A Danfo Christmas (2024) – Nollywood Movie

A turbulent Christmas journey from Lagos to Idanre in a battered Danfo bus pushes Akin and his family to their limits. With family drama, a sharp-tongued mother-in-law, and life-changing decisions ahead, they face trials that test their resilience and redefine their future. Will they make it home—or fall apart along the way? Watch the official “A Danfo Christmas” trailer, coming exclusively to…

[penissekai]

list of font names you use for rentry cause im obsessed / how you get them ghghh

e.g sour_gummy :D

Giggglllwss okiii !!! I’ll put jt all under a cut just cuz I hatw super giant long posts !! I tried to roughly sort them all into categories :3

Round

MyNerve ,, Give You Glory ,, Single Day ,, Loved by the King ,, Fuzzy Bubbles ,, Reenie Beanie ,, Gaegu ,, Waiting for the Sunrise ,, Swanky and Moo Moo ,, Annie Use Your Telescope ,, Cherry Bomb One ,, Schoolbell

Fancy

Tangerine ,, Lavishly Yours ,, Corinthia ,, Fleur De Leah ,, Euphoria Script ,, Luxurious Script ,, Ms Madi ,, Mrs Saint Delafield ,, Style Script ,, Sassy Frass ,, Licorice ,, Mr Bedfort

Irregular

Road Rage ,, Rock 3D ,, Black And White Picture ,, Lacquer ,, Finger Paint ,, Rubik Vinyl ,, Shizuru ,, Oi ,, Plaster ,, Fredricka the Great ,, Rubik Wet Paint ,, Mystery Quest ,, Danfo ,, Chokokutai ,, Henny Penny ,, Londrina Sketch ,, Creepster ,, Snowburst One ,, Moirai One ,, Akronim ,, Rubik Scribble ,, Geostar

Childish (?)

DynaPuff ,, Spicy Rice ,, Mansalva ,, Coiny ,, Macondo ,, Hi Melody ,, Sofadi One ,, Akaya Kanadaka ,, Mrs Sheppards ,, Indie Flowers ,, Bagel Fat One ,, Gochi Hand ,, Gluten ,, Chango ,, Concert One ,, Bubblegum Sans ,, Sriracha ,, Boogaloo ,, Kavoon ,, Ranchers ,, Modak ,, Patrick Hand SC

Bold

Gravitas One ,, Asset ,, Sigmar ,, New Amsterdam ,, Climate Crisis ,, Bevan ,, Goblin One ,, Vina Sans ,, Notable ,, Holtwood One SC ,, Caprasimo ,, Bangers ,, Wendy One ,, Knewave ,, Chela One ,, Fontdiner Swanky ,, Jomhuria

Pixels

Tiny5 ,, Jersey 10 ,, Jacquard 12 ( not many … )

And then for how you get them !!!

Yu basically just

Extra stuff / Reminders

Only fonts from google fonts will work !!

When trying to use any fonts in rentry you have to replace all spaces with an underscore !!! e.g.,

CONTENT_FONT = Fleur De Leah ( no !!! )

CONTENT_FONT = Fleur_De_Leah ( yes !!! )

Fonts do affect text spacing !! So I recommend picking a font before doing all of the spacing and positioning!! Just cuz you most likely would have to do it all again to fit the font if you decided on one after :3

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Logo Oluwamuyiwa, Danfo Drama, 2015

[robthepensioner]

There used to be public toilets at this collonaded area connected to a flight of steps between Blackpool's upper and lower promenades near Gynn Square. There are now Danfo toilets on the upper promenade, and the old ones have been fenced off.

[moviemediaupdates]

A Danfo Christmas

It’s been years since they last made it home for Christmas and with good reason.

[laresearchette]

Sunday, December 15, 2024 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: POOLMAN (Paramount+ Canada) FOLLOWING YONDER STAR (W Network) 8:00pm AN EVENING WITH DUA LIPA (Global) 8:30pm

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

AMAZON PRIME CANADA A DANFO CHRISTMAS

CRAVE TV BRING HOME CHRISTMAS A CHRISTMAS BLEEDING

NETFLIX CANADA LAST HOLIDAY NOW YOU SEE ME NOW YOU SEE ME 2 PARENTHOOD (Seasons 1-6)

NHL HOCKEY (SN) 3:00pm: Islanders vs. Chicago (TSN4) 5:00pm: Sabres vs. Leafs (SN) 6:00pm: Rangers vs. Blues

NFL FOOTBALL (TSN/TSN3) 1:00pm: Dolphins vs. Texans (TSNTSN3/TSN5) 4:00pm: Steelers vs. Eagles (TSN/TSN3/TSN4) 8:20pm: Packers vs. Seahawks

2024 WORLD MEN'S JUNIOR A HOCKEY CHALLENGE (TSN2) 3:00pm: Bronze Medal (TSN2) 7:00pm: Gold Medal

NBA BASKETBALL (SN1) 6:00pm: Celtics vs. Wizards (TSN5) 7:00pm: Timberwolves vs. Spurs (SN) 9:30pm: Grizzlies vs. Lakers

RUDOLPH THE RED-NOSED REINDEER (CBC) 6:30pm:  The reindeer with the incandescent nose guides Santa's sleigh through a bad storm on Christmas Eve. Based on the song by Johnny Marks.

JUMANJI: THE NEXT LEVEL (CBC) 7:00pm: When Spencer goes back into the fantastical world of Jumanji, pals Martha, Fridge and Bethany re-enter the game to bring him home. But everything about Jumanji is about to change, as they soon discover more obstacles and more danger to overcome.

A DASH OF CHRISTMAS (Super Channel Heart & Home) 8:00pm:  To apply for her dream job at a foodie startup, an executive must learn to bake. When she recruits a handsome baker to help her, she inadvertently ends up in a Christmas Bakeoff.

THE BIG BAKE (Food Network Canada) 9:00pm: The baking teams serve up a concert of cakes featuring Santa and his North Pole pals rocking out for judges Ron Ben-Israel, Eddie Jackson and Danni Rose.

MYSTERIES UNEARTHED WITH DANNY TREJO (History Channel Canada) 9:00pm (SERIES PREMIERE):  A Revolutionary War era ship hides under the streets of Manhattan; a sprawling Roman villa is unearthed in the backyard of an English home; finding an ancient Grecian maze that is long thought to be a myth.

GODDESS OF SLIDE: THE FORGOTTEN STORY OF ELLEN MCILWAINE (documentary) 9:00pm:  Celebrating the Canadian musician who fought for her right to play the slide guitar, a male-dominated instrument in a male-dominated world.

TROPPO (Super Channel Fuse) 9:00pm: The case heats up for Ted and Amanda as they find a second crime scene where Julian was murdered and land in the middle of Twist's turf war with the Duboisia kingpin.

THE CURSE OF OAK ISLAND (History Channel Canada) 10:00pm:  As the team uncovers evidence near flood tunnels, ground-penetrating radar detects a possible offset chamber in the Money Pit.

[partsfe]

Delfield 2194763KT-S - Temp Controlkit - Danfos W/Probes | PartsFe

The Temp Control Kit, part number 2194763KT-S, is designed specifically for Delfield refrigeration units. This kit includes a Danfoss temperature control system with probes, ensuring precise temperature regulation for optimal food preservation. The kit is easy to install and compatible with various Delfield models, making it an ideal solution for maintaining consistent temperatures in commercial kitchen environments. By using this control kit, you can enhance the efficiency and reliability of your refrigeration systems, ensuring that your food stays fresh and safe.

[freaquin]

i don't want to know you

[feyres-divorce-lawyer]

thank you to everyone who voted! ended up writing what won, lol. please note that this is supposed to be written on the grade 11 level, so if you notice a word and go, wait a minute an eight year old wouldn’t know that, it was done on purpose. also some parts were slightly embellished for creative purposes plus, my memory of this isn’t entirely accurate. enjoy!

Little brown hands clench onto the soft leather-covered foam handle of a cloth suitcase. Though it was a carry-on, I was still below the average height of an eight-year-old, so the luggage was a fair bit taller than me, so I was slightly standing on the balls of my toes, shoes creasing. Trepidly shuffling along the airport’s checkered blue tiled floor, my brown eyes darted around, strange colors and shapes begging to catch my attention, overwhelming in their unfamiliarity. I turned my head aside, looking up at my mother. Mommy painted an exuberant image of joy, lips wide with a blinding smile that hadn’t left her face since we’d said goodbye to my grandma, aunts, and uncles in the parking lot. 

I leaned forward, rising further on my toes, to look at my brother on the other side of Mommy. Israel was looking around the airport as well, with reluctant awe. He had refused to believe Mommy when she told us were going to the United States of America, though now his disbelief had been waning since we checked in our luggage that couldn’t be brought onto the plane, and now it seemed to be disappearing the further along we walked towards… I didn’t know where in the airport we were going actually. I’d stayed glued to Mommy’s side all day, filled with the unflinching trust a child had in their parent. Wherever we were going, if she was taking me there it was safe, and if that were no longer true, I knew she would never leave me behind.

I tucked a braid back behind my ear, fiddling with one of the beads as we continued on. We slowed to a stop as the path forked in two. Others around us confidently bustled on, bodies turning left and right with ease, a surety that spoke of experience. Anxiety bloomed in my chest, a grim reminder of how I didn’t share Mommy’s and Israel’s excitement.

I looked at the directory embedded in the middle wall that separated the paths. It was a large rectangular screen filled with stacked arrow blocks of blue, the same shade as the floors, with locations, bolded and capitalized,  written on them, pointing either left or right. I watched as Mommy scanned the screen, looking for the arrow that would tell us where we were going. She nodded to the fourth arrow that read: GATES 7 - 10, impossibly smiling even wider the closer we got to our destination. She turned right, ushering me and Israel alongside. “Our plane is at Gate 9,” she said.

I clenched tighter on the handle of the carry-on, nails sinking into the leather cover indenting tiny crescent moons. We arrived shortly at our gate, Mommy immediately claiming three chairs for us directly facing the floor-to-ceiling windows that provided a view of our plane. I set aside the carry-on, my eyes latching onto the podium centered in front of the windows, taking in the woman behind it. She was dressed in a skirt and blouse, shiny purple stark against her pale skin. Oyinbo, my mind supplied. There were many around the airport but she was the palest I had seen so far. There was a medium-sized plastic rectangle in front of her that read “flight attendant.” I figured she would help us enter the plane.

The anxiety that had been blooming earlier grew into a dreadful flower, unfurling its petals of apprehension in my unsteadily beating heart. Our looming departure hung over my head, bearing further and further down on my desperate will to stay.

Nigeria was my home, racing through the streets of Lagos with my brother, wifting and weaving around maruwas, beating on the sides of danfos to the clamor of hawkers in Obalande, sitting at Tasi’s feet with all the other kids in Bamgboṣe, her voice holding our absolute attention as it told stories about Orisha, the spirits that made the world and all it contained.

The flight attendant at the podium spoke out, bringing me out of my wistful thoughts. “The flight will now be boarding ladies and gentlemen. First class travelers are first, and then everyone else will board in ticket order.” I started lightly trembling in seat, vaguely registering some people standing and walking towards the attendant, the bright colors of their ankara a muted blob in my peripheral.

I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go.

It was a deafening mantra in my head, loudly echoing down my bones.

“Atoké?” Mommy’s voice broke me out of my spiral. She only called me by my oríkì when she was feeling particularly affectionate or concerned. I guessed the latter as she’d noticed my shaking arm, clasping her hand around my wrist. “Ayo mi,” she asked, “kilode?”

I turned to look at her, tears springing to my eyes. “I’m scared,” I whispered. She clicked her tongue, fingers reaching out to wipe my wet cheeks. “Ma sọkun,” she said. “Why are you scared, hmm?”

“It’s all new, Mommy. I don’t know anyone.”

“Do you not know me? Do you not know your brother?”

“I do but–”

I was cut off by the flight attendant as she spoke out again, signaling the rest of us to get on board. Mommy got up, fixing the strap of her bag. She reached out a hand to both of us, Israel readily grasping it. I stared at her outstretched palm. If I took it, I would be leaving my home of eight years, but I thought back to Mommy’s words. She was right. I had her and I had Israel.

Ile ni ebi wa.

They were home, and wherever we were going, as long as they were with me, I would be home.

I took Mommy’s hand.

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