#EV Bearings Industry

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Revolutionizing Mobility: Emerging Trends in the Electric Vehicle Bearings Market | BIS Research

The automotive industry is undergoing a transformative shift toward electrification, and at the heart of this evolution lies a critical component: the bearing. As electric vehicles (EVs) become more prevalent, the demand for specialized bearings designed to meet the unique challenges of electric propulsion systems is surging.

This article delves into the upcoming trends in the electric vehicle bearings market, explores how various industries are leveraging these developments to gain a competitive edge, and provides key data insights, including compound annual growth rates (CAGR) and future market projections.

Market Overview: A Surge in Demand

The global electric vehicle bearings market is experiencing unprecedented growth. According to BIS Research, the market is projected to reach $32,402.0 million by 2034 from $6,907.0 million in 2023, growing at a CAGR of 13.71% during the forecast period of 2024-2034. This robust expansion is fueled by the increasing adoption of EVs worldwide, driven by environmental concerns, government incentives, and advancements in electric mobility technologies.

Key Trends Shaping the Market

Development of Low-Friction Bearings:

Focus on reducing friction to enhance EV efficiency.

Lower friction minimizes energy consumption, extending the driving range of electric vehicles.

Introduction of High-Speed Bearings:

Designed to handle higher rotational speeds in EV motors.

Ensures efficient operation under increased stress for enhanced reliability and performance.

Adoption of Hybrid Bearings:

Combines steel rings with ceramic rolling elements to prevent electric pitting.

Offers superior electrical insulation and enhanced durability for EV motors.

Utilization of Advanced Lubricants:

Low-friction lubricants reduce energy losses in bearing systems.

Specially formulated to handle wider temperature ranges and higher speeds in EV operating conditions.

Key Market Segmentation

The electric vehicle bearings market can be segmented based on product type, vehicle category, material, propulsion type, application, and sales channel.

Segmentation 1: by Propulsion

Battery Electric Vehicle (BEV)

Hybrid Electric Vehicle (HEV)

Plug-In Hybrid Electric Vehicle (PHEV)

Segmentation 2: by Application

Gearbox/Transmission

Motor

E-Axle

Wheel

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Segmentation 3: by Vehicle

Passenger Vehicle

Commercial Vehicle

Segmentation 4: by Sales Channel

OEM

Aftermarket

Segmentation 5: by Region

North America

Europe

Asia-Pacific

Rest-of-the-World

Industry Applications and Competitive Advantages

Automotive Manufacturers: Leading automakers are investing in advanced bearing technologies to improve vehicle efficiency and performance. For instance, the integration of low-friction and high-speed bearings contributes to enhanced drivetrain efficiency, providing a competitive edge in the EV market.

Bearing Manufacturers: Companies specializing in bearing production are expanding their portfolios to include products tailored for electric vehicles. By developing bearings that address specific EV challenges—such as electric pitting and high operational speeds—these manufacturers position themselves as essential partners in the EV supply chain.

Lubricant Producers: The demand for specialized lubricants compatible with EV bearings presents opportunities for lubricant manufacturers. Developing products that maintain performance under the unique conditions of electric vehicles allows these companies to tap into a growing market segment.

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Future Market Outlook

The electric vehicle bearings market is poised for significant advancements, driven by continuous innovation and the global shift toward sustainable transportation. Key factors influencing future growth include:

Technological Innovations: Ongoing research into materials science and lubrication technology will lead to bearings with improved efficiency, durability, and performance.

Expansion of Electric Mobility: As electric vehicles become more mainstream, the corresponding demand for specialized bearings will continue to rise, encouraging further market development.

Regulatory Support: Government policies promoting electric vehicle adoption will indirectly boost the bearings market, as manufacturers scale up production to meet regulatory targets.

Conclusion

The electric vehicle bearings industry is at the cusp of a transformative era, characterized by rapid growth and technological innovation. Industries across the automotive supply chain are leveraging these trends to enhance performance, achieve sustainability goals, and secure a competitive advantage in the evolving landscape of electric mobility. As the market progresses, stakeholders who invest in advanced bearing technologies and adapt to emerging demands will be well-positioned to thrive in the electrified future.

[mrsbuckybarnes1917]

When a quiet New Year's Eve at home turns into something more, a simple evening of celebration becomes a whirlwind of passion and mischief. Inspired by @scoonsalicious' characters Pocket and Bucky Barnes and the following instagram reel.

This story is written with the full support of @scoonsalicious, who has kindly given me permission to bring her beloved characters Pocket and Bucky to life in this fan fic of her fan fic.

Word count: 1k

A/N: If anyone hasn't read @scoonsalicious' story Unwanted, I suggest you get on it. Stat! Happy New Year, bestie!

The New York skyline glittered through the apartment’s expansive windows, the dark sky littered with multicolored explosions in preparation for the upcoming occasion. Inside, the living room was warm and cozy, Christmas decorations giving the room a festive feel. You were sitting cross-legged on one side of the couch, with one hand wrapped around a steaming mug of hot chocolate spiked with a very healthy dose of Baileys.

It was close to midnight and Bucky was sprawled across the other side of the couch watching you tapping at a tablet. He was wearing a dark Henley and those sweatpants which hung at the perfect place on his hips and left very little to the imagination. You liked to think of them as his seduction pants. You were pretty comfortable in your oversize Stark Industries hoodie and booty shorts, while your pink fuzzy socks kept your feet warm.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Bucky making faces— his lips twitching, furrowed brows, a small smirk now and again, his gaze flicking between you and the television while he flipped through every television channel available to mankind as though he was enduring some kind of punishment.

“Any luck?” you asked without looking up from your screen.

“Nope,” he replied, pounding the same button on the remote over and over. “Is it some kind of requirement for all New Year’s Eve shows to be either obnoxiously loud or painfully boring?”

“Absolutely,” you said with a smirk.

“You gonna work all night?” he asked with a pout. “Not very festive of Stark. Or is this punishment because I didn’t want to go to his party?”

You smiled, reaching out to tickle his toes. “Just tweaking some Stark satellite code. I told Tony I’d do it. Don’t want the world to be unprotected because we were all celebrating.”

Bucky rolled his eyes. “But this is supposed to be our downtime?”

“I know, Buck.” You clicked off the tablet and placed it to the side. “See, no more work. You have my full attention now, Barnes. What’re our plans for New Year’s?”

Bucky shrugged petulantly, still mad that you had chosen to do Tony a favor over being bored with him.

You grabbed his foot and wiggled it from side to side. “Come on, I’m all yours now. How about we watch the ball drop in Times Square. Pretty traditional. Fireworks, confetti, overhyped countdown…”

Bucky didn’t even look up from the channel surfing, letting out an unimpressed grunt. “I’d rather wrestle a grizzly bear than deal with that chaos. What do people get out of this ridiculous tradition? It’s slow, pointless and everyone just pretends they’re having a good time.”

You raised an eyebrow, while stirring your hot chocolate with a candy cane, slowly putting it in your mouth and sucking on the end. “You’ve got very strong opinions for someone who’s never actually done it.”

The deadpan look in Bucky’s blue eyes as he turned to you, made you laugh out loud. “Why does anyone need to experience this hell? Freezing weather, drunk strangers, waiting for hours for what? That thing moves as slow as molasses.”

“Wow! Slow down there, New Year’s Grinch.”

“Not a grinch,” he countered. “I just have higher standards and I didn’t really want to go outside.”

“Well I was just suggesting we watch it on television,” you laughed at Bucky’s embarrassed expression. “Did you know some places drop other things instead of a ball?”

That got his attention. “Like what?”

“Let’s see,” you began, counting off on your fingers. “Idaho drops a potato. Georgia drops a peach. California does a grape. And my personal favorite, in Tucson, Arizona, they drop a Taco Bell sign.”

Bucky blinked in astonishment. “A Taco Bell sign? Seriously?” he laughed.

You nodded, grinning. “I feel like that one has the most energy. Can you imagine? Midnight, fireworks, and the crowd going wild for tacos.”

Bucky shook his head but he was still smiling. “Fine, I’ll give you that. Better than a disco ball.”

“Okay,” you said, setting down your mug with a smirk. “Since we’re not into Times Square or Taco Bell. You’re looking for something higher paced, so how about we start our own tradition?”

“Oh?” Bucky raised his eyebrows with curiosity. “What did you have in mind?”

You leaned back, stretching your arms up over your head before placing them behind your head and stretching out your legs. “Hmm,” you hummed, pretending to mull things over. “Something a little more simple. Champagne. No crowds. Just you and me.”

Bucky’s lips curled into a slow, wicked grin that sent heat pooling into your stomach. “I’m listening.”

“Oh are you now?”

Bucky shuffled closer, his hand snaking over your shoulders as he leaned toward you. His voice had taken on that warm, gravelly tone that made your heart flutter. “Yeah, sweets. You’ve definitely got my attention.”

“Well,” you said, leaning toward him, your faces now just inches apart. “Midnight’s coming fast, Barnes. Instead of watching the ball drop… how about we make my panties drop at midnight?”

“Now that is a tradition I can get behind,” he said, his eyes gleaming with roguishness.

Laughing you moved forward until your noses brushed against each other. “Good, because midnight’s in ten minutes, Sarge.”

“You think I need whole ten minutes to get your panties off?”

“Confident, aren’t we?” You rolled your eyes.

“Just stating facts,” he murmured, as his fingers brushed against your thigh, sending a thrill up your spine.

You leaned closer, brushing your lips against his just enough to tease him. “Guess we’ll find out soon enough.”

His hands tightened around your waist, pulling you into his lap in one smooth motion. “We sure will,” he said, the challenge clear in his voice as the seconds ticked closer to midnight.

“Confident, aren’t we?” you teased.

He had every right to be, he had you stripped of your panties within seconds and was thrusting inside you within minutes.

“Have I ever told you how brilliant you are, sweets?”

“Yeah, but I won’t mind hearing it again.”

The sound of fireworks outside blurred into the background as Bucky had you screaming his name on the stroke of midnight.

[chaimilkshake]

Evan Peters x Actress!reader

summary: Evan is your boyfriend, but has been hesitant lately about showing you off.

word count: 658

a/n: this is not my best work, i just had the itch to write, so bear with me. criticism and suggestions are welcome <3

warnings: none!

You and Evan had been seeing each other for a few months now, under the radar. It started as a coffee date after a chemistry read, where you were casted as a couple in an upcoming movie. You had hit it off pretty well, and one thing led to another.

It was four months in, and it was getting harder and harder to hide. Your urges to soft launch him on your story were strong, but not as strong as your loyalty to Evan. You would have to talk to him about it first.

“Hey, Ev?” You ask, lifting your head from his chest. The two of you were sitting on his couch, curled into blankets, watching one of those cheesy Hallmark movies. He hums in response, taking a second to tear his eyes from the screen. “What do you think of me maybe posting you just on my Instagram story?” You offer, sitting up a bit more to sit face to face.

Evan paused, clearly not expecting that question. He lets out a prolonged “Uhh” for a second, grabbing the remote to pause the TV. “I mean, I don’t know,” he says eventually, scratching the back of his head in thought.

“Not anything super serious. Just…a soft launch.” You say, watching his expression as it sticks. “I just feel like it’s been long enough. Y’know?”

He hums at that, clearing his throat. “I thought we were gonna wait until after the show aired.” Evan looks at you fully then, making eye contact with you. It sticks for a moment, an unvoiced conversation happening between the two of you.

You deflate, seeing the hesitance in his eyes. “Listen..” He comforts softly, pulling you close again. “I know. It’s easy to jump right into showing each other off when we like each other so much, but I’ve been burned before. I’m not saying I don’t believe in us, I just think we should wait. Okay?” He explains, hand slowly running up and down your arm.

Part of you wants to lash out. Yell about how he’s not proud of you, and he doesn’t deserve you. But that small part of you understands. You weren’t just normal people. Relationships were a big deal in this industry, and had to be passed around carefully. Luckily, that part took hold as you relaxed into his side. “Okay,” you whisper, nodding and returning to your position on his chest. He reaches for the remote and the movie resumes, gaining your full attention once more.

—————————————————————————

Today marked the six month anniversary of you and Evan’s relationship. Half a year may not seem like a big deal to most adult relationships, but to you two, it was something to celebrate. Your TV show had just come out, it was getting great ratings, the two of you were scheduling interview after interview. This was your excuse to be alone.

Evan had made a reservation at a fairly fancy restaurant, telling you to dress your best. You spent at least two hours getting dolled up, and maybe matching your outfit to the color of his suit.

When you two arrived, you were seated immediately. It was a beautiful, dimly lit restaurant with off-white linen tablecloths. The prices were nowhere to be found on the menu, which is how you really knew it was bad.

Before you could think about it any further, you heard the click of Evan’s phone camera. You look up, seeing your boyfriend smiling at his phone, solidifying your theory.

“Did you just take a picture of me?” You ask, watching him tuck his phone away.

“Maybe. Is that a problem?” He teased, picking his glass up to sip his wine.

“I suppose not,” You chuckle. “Who are you sending that to?”

“You’ll see.”

evanpeters happy 6 months <3

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hanna_04 HELLO???

arizonatlvr literally called it bruh

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From @niffler-gold

From @niffler-gold to @mariashades

3 prompts:

Cosy warm and safe

As many or as few of the family as will fit into the story 

A peaceful moment among the hectic

Scott jumped as a snowball hit him square in the face splattering ice cold droplets down the neck of his uniform.  He turned glowering trying to locate the culprit. He didn’t have to look very far as there was Gordon a second snowball ready in his hand with Alan next to him bent over laughing. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. He began furiously yelling at them, going on and on about how they were at a rescue site and they didn’t need this kind of tom foolery to add to the mess and how they couldn’t ever listen or follow the simplest of orders. By this point Gordon’s mouth was hanging open in shock and the second snowball lay discarded at his feet, Alan behind him was on the verge of tears. John was furiously trying to get through his com to try and calm him but it took a huge bear screaming “Scott” to get him to stop. Virgil had come around the back of two to find out what all the noise was about to see the sight of Scott absolutely tearing into the tinies.

That seemed to shock Scott out of it as he stopped mid-sentence. Vigil spoke once more in a loud growl. “Why are you yelling at them like that, actually don’t answer that, you’ve been in a bad mood all week but it gives you no right to speak to them in that way.” Scott turned away from them all took in a long breath and spat out “pack it up, were going home.”

Virgil walked to check on the younger two as Scott walked away  from them back to thunderbird one without looking back. No one saw the tears escaping from Scott’s eyes as he walked. Virgil immediately jumped into medic mode crouching in front of Gordon to make sure he was okay. “You okay he asked”. “What’s his problem”, questioned Gordon, “it’s Christmas Eve and all I was trying to do was lighten the mood”. “I don’t know Gordon, I really don’t know I know it’s been a heavy week for rescues but this is odd even for him. John chose that moment to interject “he’s been getting more and more worked up all week, but even in the past no matter how bad he’s gotten he’s never snapped like this, especially not at Gordon and Alan”.

Scott flew home mentally berating himself for losing his temper on his younger brothers, just one more problem to add to his ever growing list of disasters. He could count on one hand the number of hours of sleep he had gotten this week due to rescues and ever growing problems at Tracy industries due to the end of the year. And to top it all off news articles had decided to swarm him critiquing his every move in the past eight years since his father had disappeared, down to how he ran Tracy industries to his command role in international rescue and even worse was how he was a parent to his siblings. Slow news week john had told him over coms, which was laughable in itself considering how many rescues they seemed to be attending this week. A few more tears escaped Scott’s eyes as he tried to figure out how he was going to make it up to his brothers after his outburst. But the fact was he simply just didn’t have the time and on top of everything he still had to organize Christmas for his brothers. Ever since his dad had disappeared the job of filling up his brothers stockings and getting them gifts was up to him.

 As soon as one was in her docking bay Scott normally would be up and out but not today. He just sat there his mind racing with a hundred thousand different thoughts of what he needed to do. He didn’t even register the sound of two landing and rolling herself into the hangar thirty minutes later.

Gordon, Alan, Virgil, and john had come up with a plan on their way home to get Scott talking to them and find out what was wrong. Knowing Scott he would be at the desk writing up the report from the day’s rescue they planned to talk to him there and get him to put his feet up for a bit and relax as it was Christmas after all. Once they all finally found their way into the com’s room though they were shocked to find it empty except john sitting all alone. “He’s not here” exclaimed Gordon. “You mean he wasn’t still down in the showers with you” questioned john. This wasn’t normal at all. The first thing Scott did not matter what if he had an argument was to find the said brother and apologise, or would wait for them by the desk so he could make sure they were okay. This definitely was not normal at all.

John walked up to the desk and pulled up a map of the villa and hangars, “he’s still in one” he announced quietly, that sent alarm bells ringing for all the brothers. John sat down at the desk and quietly began tapping keys on the control panel. “What are you doing” asked Alan nervously. “Getting to the bottom of what’s going on” he replied, none of the brothers said anything as they rounded the desk to see what john would find. It was an unwritten rule of the household not to snoop into each other’s computers, but they needed to find out what the hell was going on. Almost immediately nearly 200 documents opened on Scott’s page, ranging from end of year TI documents to GDF documents concerning IR, to horrific news articles being published about their older brother dating from this week. The brothers looked on in horror as they stared at the mountain that was on top of their brother. “No wonder he was tense”, remarked Alan. What’s this asked Virgil clicking on a document marked Christmas? In here they found a document with each of their brother’s names and a detailed plan of surprising them on Christmas morning with gifts and personal experiences to make a glorious day. “Shit” said Gordon. “Shit indeed” whispered john. “We need to fix this” Virgil stated. And from there a plan was hatched.

Scott didn’t know how long he sat there for; all he knew was tears kept creeping down his face every so often. It wasn’t until a large bang went off he even knew where he was. With his heart racing he smashed the button to disembark from the craft and was running in seconds to the source of the noise. He tried calling his brothers over coms to see if they were all right but no one picked up. He skidded into the kitchen to see Gordon holding two large pans next to john’s com which he was holding out to Gordon. The rest of the brothers were also there standing in a line in the most fluffy Christmas pyjamas he had ever seen. Scott stood there frozen in front of them with red eyes from crying and the tear tracks still visible on his face. Virgil walked forward and pulled him into the biggest most bone crushing hug he had ever given anyone before. Scott just shrunk into him letting himself feel small against the huge fluffy arms that held him up. Next thing he knew he had a small Alan squeezing in-between them snuggling up against him. He fell to the floor cuddling the giant teddy bear that was his younger brother whispering how sorry he was continually into his ear. Next he knew Gordon was on the other side of him snuggling in as well telling him to stop being such a dafty. Virgil had kept his arms around Scott as he had sat down and now had John helping him hug his brother on the floor as well. Not one of the brothers could tell you how long they stayed liked that only that none of them wanted to be the first to break the cuddle pile. Eventually Scott sat up straighter though and whispered a thank you to all of them. Only then did they begin to let go. Alan told him to go get a shower and to meet them upstairs as they had a surprise for him.

When Scott got out of the shower he was delighted to find a pair of matching fluffy pyjamas waiting for him. He threw them on and went to find the rest of the family who were already sitting together in a pile of blankets and cushions with big mugs of hot chocolate. He saw that a mug was waiting for him on the side and picked it up. As soon as the brothers saw him they moved aside to let him into the middle of the cushion and blanket pile and as he sat down his brothers cuddled up to him and his favourite holiday movie began playing, Klaus.  Before the movie began properly though john handed him his data holopad and whispered “merry Christmas Scott”. He opened it to find every job on it was either completed or delegated to the right person, every news article bad mouthing him and also seemed to have disappeared as well. The only thing open was his file marked Christmas. He opened it to find a blank document with only 4 words. Enjoy your Christmas Scott. It was signed by each of his brother, and a cheeky AI which is how he presumed all of the news articles had gone missing but he wasn’t going to poke around to find out.

He sat back sipping his hot chocolate feeling happier than he had done in a long time. He really did have the best brothers ever he thought as he slowly drifted off to sleep. He awoke early the next morning to find all of his brothers still firmly asleep next to him, he smiled to himself as he relished being in a cosy cuddle pile (even if Gordon was drooling onto his foot). Just then a call came through from Eos waking the rest of the brothers up. Less than 10 minutes later they were all on their way to help dig out a small (and by small I mean like 3 houses max) village at the base of a mountain. They all decided to go to make it quicker and since it was Christmas they wanted to spend the time together even if it was on a rescue.

With the heavy snow lifting power of thunderbird two they were finished within 30 minutes. They were just packing up and stretching before heading back home to open presents when a giant snowball pummelled Gordon right in the face. He wiped the snow from his eyes to see Scott bent over double laughing with hysterics.  He hadn’t even had a chance to blink when the back of Scott’s head was smashed by another snowball. Scott straightened up and turned around to see john standing all innocently chucking a snowball with one hand and catching it. He sees Scott looking at him with a look of bewilderment on his face and winks at him and chucks the snowball in his hand hitting Alan perfectly square in his face. From there all five brothers began attacking each other with snow balls. No one was safe. Soon some of the small children from the houses peeked out to see what was happening and began joining in.  In the end it was all out war with the brothers teaming up and facing off against the whole village, snowballs were flying everywhere. In the end Scott had to call it off as some of the children and his brothers had begun to turn blue with the cold. It was safe to say this defiantly wasn’t going to be a Christmas that Scott ever forgot. (Especially since john had managed to access thunderbirds two outside video feed that had recorded the entire event and had a picture hanging in the hallway of an astonished snow covered Gordon.) Yes, this was definitely one great Christmas.

[shit-talk-turner]

Guys, the music industry is very complex and competitive. Things don't always go as planned, and saying Louise "can't find a label" is oversimplifying things. Many factors influence an artist's success, and not all of them are within their control. She mentioned in her comment that she faced problems in France specifically because there are many challenges for independent artists like her who struggle to make a significant impact and gain proper recognition for their efforts in the music industry //

This is gonna be a long comment so bear with me.

You cannot compare Louise with actual independent artists. Those artists are releasing songs and taking gigs whenever they can. They know that the music industry is competitive so whenever they get an opportunity to further their career, they take it. Whether it’s through uploading songs on SoundCloud or YouTube or playing in random bars, they are continuously working.

Louise doesn’t do any of this. She competed on The Voice in 2012 (over 12 years ago) and even though she didn’t win, she still managed to make it to episode 10 and was mentored by Louis Bertignac, one of the most successful musicians in France. Bertignac had previously helped produce and write Carla Bruno’s debut album which was very successful in France. Louise was given the opportunity to record an album with Bertignac and what did she do with that opportunity? She decided not to continue on with the album because she said it wasn’t true to herself (kinda funny for someone who’s based her entire persona around Jane Birkin but whatever). Now, this by itself isn’t so bad. There are many artists who refuse to release music that they feel isn’t true to themselves. That’s perfectly fine. The difference between Louise and these artists is that they continue working on music unlike Louise.

Her debut single was finally released in December 2018 (5 years after The Voice), just months after she started dating Alex. This was the one time in her career where she actually did something right. She was dating a the frontman of a very popular band and their relationship was still new at the time so she had eyes on her. It was the perfect timing and she took advantage of that and was actually productive for once in her career. She released an EP in June 2019 and then her debut album in April 2020. She also did something performances during this time as well.

But that was the last time she ever did anything music related. It’s been over four years since the album and she’s released nothing and, in 2022, she got dropped by her label. To be fair, four years isn’t that long for an artist to not release an album. AM did it, Lorde did it, Frank Ocean is currently doing it, etc. But the difference between Louise and these artists is that they’re still doing something music-related in between albums. Whether it’s releasing standalone singles or performing.

During the time between AM and TBHAC, the band went on tour and headlined Leeds festival in 2014, Alex worked on TLSP’s second album EYCTE which was released in 2016, TLSP appeared on various talk shows like Seth Meyers and James Corden while promoting the album, they performed at multiple festivals like Coachella, Lollapalooza, Glastonbury and many more from 2016-2017, Matt played drums on an Iggy Pop album (recorded in 2015, released in 2016), Alex worked on Alexandra Savior’s debut album (which they recorded from 2014-2015, performed in 2016, and was released in 2017), the band started working on TBHC in 2017, released the album in 2018 and performed at multiple festivals right after.

Even during a five year hiatus between AM albums, Alex was still working unlike Louise who’s basically been an influencer (and even that’s stretching it because pretty much all of her followers and “fans” are Alex fans) since 2020, not a musician. Obviously he’s gonna have way more opportunities than she does but it’s not like there’s nothing she can do. She could’ve released standalone singles or even covers during that time. They don’t even have to be official recordings, she could’ve filmed a short clip of her singing something (a demo, a cover, literally whatever) and uploaded it on her Instagram. She could’ve performed at local venues and slowly build her way up to bigger gigs. She could’ve posted song lyrics she wrote.

These are all things independent musicians do. They know that they have to seize every single opportunity they get and continuously promote themselves in order to even have a chance of getting their big break. They work hard because they need to. Louise was lucky enough to be able to rely on Alex for everything (which is just plain stupid) so she no longer has to work for anything. This is why she fumbles every opportunity she gets (like that one brand she got a sponsorship deal with which she eventually lost because couldn’t even do the bare minimum of promoting them properly. Actual indie musicians would kill for this and she just fumbles it). She has no incentive to work hard and this is why no one will ever take her seriously as a musician.

Exactly.

[wolf-grimoire]

ASH TREE EXTINCTION

Emerald ash borer beetles are destroying North American ash tree populations. In a matter of a couple decades, the bugs have reduced ash numbers to a fraction of what they were. “Functional” extinction, meaning extinct outside of human intervention, is imminent for the ash trees of the upper Midwest—and soon, for ash trees everywhere. For a couple hundred bucks a pop, ash trees can be inoculated against the bugs—meaning, with the proper funding and man power, they could be saved. However, the state isn’t even considering the option. Some restrictions have been put in place to minimize the spread of the beetle, but it’s apparent local governments have no intention of shifting efforts from slowing the extinction to an attempt to save the North American ash tree.

It's a shame, considering the spending habits and rhetoric of such a nihilistic government. Every week, millions of dollars are vomited up from the state’s coffers to fund vague corporate-washed “sustainability” initiatives. Most of it serves as little but market bucks to give the state or its private cronies an environmentally friendly sheen. Meanwhile hundreds of millions more are gobbled up in subsidies for massive energy companies who continue to profit from fossil fuels. New cobalt and rare earth mining operations receive federal greenlights in the name of a supposedly “sustainable” EV industry. The sustainability industry, claiming to be saviors of the earth and its critters, is quite literally letting a whole species of tree die off despite a clear path to success—at a fraction of the fraction of the cost spent to spread “awareness” about things like biodiversity loss. In 2022 alone, the Biden administration set aside something like 44 billion to “tackle the climate crisis”.

In comparison, the state of Minnesota has set aside something like 2 to 3 million to protect ash trees from emerald borers, apparently through “community forestry activities on public lands”. The same bureaucrats coughing up 3 million to stop the very real extinction of our ash trees are expected to hurl up 17.5 billion for all those beautifully vague “sustainability” initiatives.

I’d have to guess a great deal of these initiatives include the creation of new financial opportunities for these bureaucrats in ways that killing emerald borers and inoculating ash trees just can’t. If the black ash or mountain ash controlled a share of the energy market and had a small army of lobbyists on their payroll, they might be lucky enough to be made the poster child of the great climate crisis, lucky enough to receive even a shred of the publicity that Greta Thunberg or the countless pretty teenagers crowding the “climate crisis” get all the time.

Every now and then, the environmentalists throw actual Wilderness a bone. Probably by accident. A glacier, usually. Glaciers and polar bears—even then, some pretty teenager is always there to devour the microphone.

New generations are growing up with peers suffering from “climate anxiety” and uncles and aunts dying from “climate related” causes. Millions of Americans will call themselves environmentalists without having spent a night in wilderness, some without having ever really seen the stars. This is how multinational corporations will seize the new markets of the 21st century, developing more wilderness and farmlands than ever before, as American consumers convince themselves their Tesla is atonement enough.

[dicesmasher]

The Music in the Dark - A christmas fanfiction of ‘The Long Dark’

I read an article once. It said that if scientists were to ever succeed in reanimating a brain, it would be really unethical, cause it would experience all the pain of being detached from its body, and partially decomposed. That’s one of the big problems of bringing animals, or people, back to life. Some damage is inevitable, especially inside, and you’d wake up to that. Kicking and screaming, no grip on your own senses. I always think of a dead pig’s head, eyes wide open, jaws stammering, trying to squeal but with no lungs to breathe, and having some kinda seizure from the brain damage.

Well, that’s what happens to all the electricals when the aurora hits. The artifacts of the industrial age aren’t allowed to sleep - they’re forced back to life. Lights flickering, motors whirring pointlessly, wires crackling and sparking, exposed like muscles where their rubber is slashed open. I guess I speak for everyone still alive on earth when I say that it’s a terrible reminder of what was lost, of the times we used to have when we had supermarkets, electric heating and running water. Technology opening its eyes and screaming with a mad look in its eye, being tortured in its botched reanimation, all around you in the middle of the night.

Point is, an aurora hit on the night of Christmas Eve in 1998. I was hunkered in my safehouse on Great Bear Island in one of the buildings near Mystery Lake, a former tourist campsite. I was only vaguely aware it was meant to be Christmas, but I didn’t pay it much mind. When there’s no-one to talk to and you can never get too comfortable, there’s no use for festivities anymore. I didn’t think so anyway. Every day had been snowy for the past three months already, so I didn’t find the snow outside particularly beautiful or romantic. I was sipping rosehip tea, curling up in front of the stove, as usual, thinking about the work that needed doing tomorrow. Then the aurora hit. The lights stuttered in my face, and the radio flipped on, spewing a gargled static. It sounded like there were hints of human voices in there, but I thought that was just in my head. I shuffled over to the radio and fiddled with the knobs, just to see what would happen, then I found the music. Weirdly, there was often music on the radio, and I never figured out why. I don’t really know how it all works. It was always some quiet classical stuff. I thought it was some automated thing, but this time the playlist was different.

Christmas music. I sat down and listened for a while. The classics, ‘White Christmas’ and such, in slow, gentle jazz. Things I hadn’t heard in a while. I realised where I should have been. Back home in Vancouver, with my family - Mom, Dad, Ellie. Warm colours flashed through my mind. Cushy sofas. Good food. Roast meats, potatoes, desserts and stuff. People laughing and singing. Uncle Peter and his kids coming in, stamping off the snow and taking off their jackets, bearing gifts. I doubted there was much generosity left in the world anymore. I didn’t want to think about what the Blackout did to the cities. I didn’t think I’d ever know if anyone I knew was still alive or where they were. I thought I made peace with this months ago, but the music dragged it all up to the surface again.

I broke down sobbing, and I got angry. Angry with the world for doing this to me, angry with the radio for mocking me. I was ready to throw it to the floor and wreck it. I didn’t want to think about the times before. All that ever gave me was pain, and distracted me from what was in front of me - a bleak future of isolation at the frozen end of the world, where only my sheer wits, skills and determination saw me to the next day. Sentimentality wouldn’t put food in my mouth or wood in the fire. I raised my fist, but just as I was about to bring it down on the machine, the song changed abruptly. I wasn’t sure what the song was, but that’s irrelevant - what was important is that the radio behaved like there was someone on the other side, a DJ.

Someone, I decided, must have been in control of the radio music. Maybe they had reasons to never talk, but that meant that whenever conditions allowed, someone was spending their time sitting in a radio station, broadcasting music to everyone who could listen. And that’s the closest thing I had to contact with another person for a whole year. Not a frozen corpse, not the blood-stained scrawlings of people getting ready to die, not the characters in the books, but someone, today, comfortable or crazy enough to spend their time in a radio station. I realised I had been pessimistic. Christmas is still alive. My family may still be alive.

I will build a boat next summer. But for now, I will sit inside by the fire at night, with the snow falling out the window, waiting for another chance to listen to the radio, reaching out across the miles in togetherness. If my fire can be a light in the dark, so can the fires of other people all over Canada, and the world.

[neonmetro]

SORRY FOR ALL THE ASKS BUT, along with deco and Eve, I've been having MASSIVE Aishire ( and overall industrial district ) brainrot, and I was wondering if I could get more on Aishires personality. She's just so interesting, TDYFHRJRKYKH. I LOVE HIM SMM ( probably my favorite corphead )💞💞💞💞

-paris anon

YOU'RE GOOD!! I LOVE ANSWERING ASKS ^_^ I'M GLAD YOU LOVE HIM SO MUCH.... my little freaklet

aishire suppresses a lot, and I do mean a lot, of his emotions from general distrust of everyone

she's just. very paranoid in general, she hates the idea of getting hurt and dying (yet she will make sure others are beaten to death). she's just afraid everyone she's hurt in the past will come back and make her repent and so she makes sure no one can do that to her

generally she's also pretty obsessive and as a result hardworking, but it genuinely is destructive towards her own body, health, and mind (only really deepens her paranoia) and when she's most overworked she makes the most rash decisions (like making a fucking killing game show with her former employees yeah that's such a good idea aishire)

HOWEVER. ONE GOOD THING ABOUT AISHIRE IS THAT SHE IS ABSOLUTELY DEDICATED AND A GENUINE GENIUS. she's made hundreds of robots, all better than the last (doesn't help with that obsession part lol) and she's progressed technology almost single handedly in novaturient.

her robots are a coping mechanism, she originally created the bear robot to be her companion when no one else was

i didn't mean for her to seem like such a shut in esp with all her weirdgirl tendencies and hobbies lol but it is what it is

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I've written so many ficlets and blurbs etc for these little weirdos that I could never find again once I posted them, so here's all of (what I could find) in one place! (mostly for my own organization and sanity, but hey, you can use it too mwah!) full-length fic masterlist meta and analysis masterlist ao3

Platonic and/or Pre-Slash

the Munsons' Indy 500 tradition

Max & the Munson family

Uncle Eddie

Spider-Eddie AU

Music Industry Stobin meet Tour Journalist Eddie

He's been here before, he'll be here again

Nancy & Eddie pre-S3 meeting

"The Bear" AU

Nancy & Barb "When your best friend dies young..."

Nancy "Comphet" Wheeler goes to a gay bar

Nancy & Eddie & Barb

Jonathan & El sibling bonding

Robin's second coming out

TLOU inspired apocalypse AU

Truman Show inspired AU

Steve & Barb reunion

college radio AU

The West Wing AU

Conspiracy Theorist outsider POV

Steve & Nancy: Adventurers

Nancy & Mike: No More Secrets

Stobin on the run

Nancy & Eddie: Christmas at the cemetery

Liminal space: Robin, gas station on a long mountain road

Ronance

Ronance meets Immortality (part 2 here)

Ronance Letters AU

Kiki's Delivery Service AU

fool's gold

Good Omens AU

Generational listening

Horror Filmmaker!Nancy

Childhood Friends AU - Femslash Week 1

Getting together at the wrong time (and then the right time) - Femslash Week 2

Steddie

One-Hit Wonder Eddie

the beauty of a steddie slow burn

Steddie non-soulmate soulmate AU

post-S4 memory-wipe AU

Steddie New Years Eve traditions

beauty and tragedy

pre-S4 Steddie, but Eddie still dies

Gilmore Girls AU

Model!Steve

Graphic Novelist!Eddie

Russian Doll AU

here we go again (microfic challenge, July)

butter cake (microfic challenge, August)

wildfire (microfic challenge, September)

more for your money (microfic challenge, October)

rest stop (microfic challenge, November)

fluke (microfic challenge, December)

Guts

long haul trucker Eddie comes home

Dancer!Steve AU

Jargyle

Jargyle and the mortifying joy of Being Seen

Stonathan

How could you think, darlin', I'd scare so easily?

Wheelingham

Wheelingham S3 AU/ Chrissy candy striper AU

Chrissy Comes Back Wrong (1)

Chrissy Comes Back Wrong (2)

post-S2 AU

S4 AU Secret Relationship - Femslash Week 3

[jackalopegirlantlers]

Ruby Beach

In response to Eve Tuck's essay "What Is Your Theory of Change These Days?" (link here)

November afternoon, warm sun slanting through wind-sheared Douglas-fir, pungent seaweed and cedar aloft on salty breeze. I watch gray fog on the far horizon, somewhere out over the continental shelf, stretching as far north and south as I can see. The wind plays with the fog. It billows this way and that, like bellows on a fire, like inhalations and exhalations. Chatter of Steller’s jays and human children mingles with crash of waves twice my height, too tall to bear their own weight. The beach collects driftwood. Elderly trees felled and eroded then returned to the land, bark and cork stripped, sensitive innards salinated, outer layers gray with sunburn.

I have been here before.

March 2020. My girlfriend Sammy and I are removed from student housing to return to our “permanent homes.” We have nowhere else to go, nowhere safe; Juneau is our permanent home. Our car barely survives the trek down the Alaska Highway. We are forced into my parents’ house in rural Colorado. It stands in the middle of a recently razed forest. They hope prairie fire will prove easier to fight than forest fire in the increasingly dry, combustible summers. My body is rounding out and reorganizing from the effects of potent estradiol and antiandrogens; I am just beginning to understand that male and cis privilege were never mine. My parents’ fear of my new body fuels hot and sudden fights. My parents are more dangerous than the virus.

We escape with little more than a backpack each and a car on its last legs. We turn our eyes northwest, as near to Juneau as we can get, Bellingham, Washington, searching for jobs and housing at a time when the world is shut down. We occupy ourselves with day trips as our funds dwindle. Even the entrance gates to Ruby Beach are closed. We park on the shoulder of the 101 and climb over them. The tide is out, and crows play in wind currents above the muddy beach. It is cloudy, the ocean a deep slate color, darker even than the driftwood that dwells on the beach. Strong winds threaten to topple older trees into the sea. Here, in old growth forest, taller trees protect younger, shorter ones. When trees do fall, they become nurse logs. Saplings grow from centuries-old nutrients held in xylem and phloem. In deforested or reforested areas, entire hectares account for just one generation of trees and a single Pacific storm can blow over the whole forest. The wind here is constant, a limiting factor, a factor of death and regrowth.

The head gasket blows; we sell the car for $400. We spend a month saving for a U-haul and a security deposit to a shitty studio on the eighth floor of the tallest building for 900 miles around. But it’s in Juneau. So we return.

September 2021. My parents convince Sammy and I we can get better jobs Down South than in Juneau, where the ecotourism industry is still closed for the pandemic. It is soon obvious that they have invited us not out of goodwill, but out of spite, for the lack of control they have over our lives. They try to regain it, keeping us close in this too-familiar small town.

Jobs here are slim. The closest work we can find is twenty miles away; we spend the last of our savings on a down payment for a new-to-us car. We fight with my parents as much as we work. Wildfires burn in the Front Range, pines and willows scorched, leaving the landscape ripe for fertilization. Lodgepole pines and wildflowers germinate in the temporary heat. Still, scientists and locals call it “unnatural,” “unprecedented.” Smoke chokes prairies and reddens sunsets. Savings replenish until, one day, our bed and the roof over our heads are removed. As the rest of the world convinces itself it’s “going back to normal,” we realize that normal is not static. Unlike Juneau, it is not something to which one can ever return.

We work the gig economy south, following warmth, spending months driving through unfamiliar cities, delivering groceries and fast food to mansions and high-rises, sleeping in stiff sedan seats. I lapse on my medication, an unecessary expense in this time. I am faced with the abandonment of my parents, the threat of homelessness, the mental instability of forced detransition. Eight months I will go without it, body hair and anger sprouting where they hadn’t before. Finally, we have enough to buy a ferry ticket out of Bellingham. We follow the Mexican border west, then the Pacific Ocean north.

The first day of the new year. Snowclouds vacate the sky. Everything is fresh, as if reconstructed overnight. Waves are calm, lapping the snow on Ruby Beach, melting it as the tide comes in. I feel worn, hollow, surprised I am not as gray and eroded as the dead cedar and spruce in front of me. Each gnarled tree is longer than a bus. I cannot imagine the length of time they spent at sea, the process of erosion they underwent. I cannot imagine the splash of one of these trees into the sea after it succumbs to centuries of constant, cold wind. We continue northward, towards Juneau.

November 2023. Ocean wind is quiet and soft on my face. Sammy and I are in another Washington interlude, another time spent Down South and waiting for return to Juneau. For the first time, however, we have savings, a one-bedroom. For the first time, it is of our own accord that we have left. Seattle promises career advancements, a way to find stability, a way not to tumble over in the Juneau winds, blowing stronger in recent years. We sit together on the remains of a Sitka spruce, at least four feet in diameter, smooth and gray. We watch the waves collapse on themselves, watch the fog roll in.

[itzynabi]

that’s so evie ep 1

posted: 24 february 2023

word count: 2.6k

warnings: mention of food

an: she’s got a variety show. the title is a play on words with ‘that’s so easy’. the challenge can be found here. words in bold are english. words in [] are captions. feedback and reblogs are much appreciated 💘

eve's masterlist // that’s so evie

“Hello, everyone!” Eve greeted the front camera from behind the kitchen counter. “Welcome to the first episode of That’s So Evie!” The staff members in the room clapped and cheered. “You’re probably very shocked to see this show, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. Today, we are at ABC Cooking Studio, this is actually where I come whenever I want to bake and the owner was gracious enough to let me use this room. I’m a little bit nervous since it’s my first time doing this type of interviewing, but I’m going to try my best to do a good job for not only the fans, but also my interviewees.”

She clapped her hands once. “Okay, should we introduce today’s guest? They’re a supergroup that keep making their mark in the music industry, STAYC!”

There were cheers as Yoon and Seeun walked into the frame.

“Hello,” both girls greeted, bowing to Eve.

“Hi!” Eve responded.

[Teen fresh and girl crush, what to choose? STAYC’s teen crush, of course! Debuted November 12, 2020. Now three years into their career with hit songs!]

[STAYC's angel vocalist, in charge of aegyo, Seeun!]

[Lead vocalist and variety queen, with a humour that rivals even the best comedian, Yoon!]

“Please introduce yourselves to the viewers,” Eve instructed.

“Two, three,” Yoon counted down.

“Hi, we are STAYC!” Both girls said.

Eve clapped her hands. “Hello, welcome to That’s So Evie. Thank you for coming today.”

Yoon waved her hand dismissively. “We’re really excited to be here!”

“Why?” Eve asked, looking at Yoon expectantly.

“Because we’re fans of you, sunbaenim!”

Eve scrunched her nose. “Thank you. But you don’t have to speak formally to me, just call me Eve, Nabi-yah or pabo-yah, whichever one you like.”

Seeun hesitated. “N–Nabi-yah. I’m sorry.” She covered her face.

“No, no. It’s okay, just talk to me comfortably, Seeun-shi. You can just call me unnie if that’s what makes you comfortable.”

“Then sunbaenim can also talk to us comfortably,” Yoon said.

“Okay.” Eve nodded. “Do you know what we’ll be doing today?”

The STAYC members shook their heads.

“Today, we will be baking, hence the kitchen.” She gestured at the set for the day. “Since your comeback is Teddy Bear, I thought we could make gingerbread men.”

Yoon clapped excitedly. “I like that!”

“Okay! Let’s get started.”

The girls fetched aprons and put them on before going to the kitchen counter, where the ingredients and tablet with the recipe was.

“Preheat the oven,” Eve read and looked up at the front camera. “We have encountered our first problem. Although I bake a lot, I don’t know how to use ovens,” she confessed.

Yoon spoke up. “That’s okay, Seeun unnie knows!”

[Resourceful Seeun!]

Eve looked at Seeun, who immediately started blushing. “Oh, really? You’re a lifesaver!”

Seeun shyly shook her head as she went to turn on the oven. “No, it’s just something I know.”

“Unnie, take the compliment,” Yoon instructed.

“Okay.” Seeun pursed her lips. She returned to the counter, standing by Yoon.

“To make this a bit more fun and challenging,” Eve started, turning to face her two guests, “I thought we could do another thing.”

“What is it?”

“It’s a trend these days. The blind, deaf, mute challenge, have you heard of it?”

Seeun and Yoon shook their heads.

“So basically, one of us will wear noise cancelling earphones so they can’t hear, another will wear an eye mask so they can’t see and the last person will wear tape around their mouth so they can’t talk. So the deaf person has to give us the instructions, the mute person can do the things, and the blind person can be guided when doing things. Does that… sound okay?”

“It sounds exciting,” Seeun said, Yoon agreeing.

“Which one do you want?” Eve asked as a staff member brought in the different items.

“I think Seeun unnie should be the deaf on, so that way she talks a lot,” Yoon said, laughing as Seeun hit her arm.

Eve laughed as well. “Is that okay, Seeun?”

Seeun looked at Yoon and Eve. “Well… yes. It’s okay.” She accepted the headphones from Eve.

“Yoon, which one would you like?”

Yoon hummed in thought. “I would li–”

“Yoon should have the tape,” Seeun interrupted, taking the tape and putting it in Yoon’s hand, causing the other two girls to laugh.

“I’ll take the blindfold then,” Eve said. “And I would like to apologise for my interviewing skills, it’s my first time interviewing like this, so I’m not used to it yet.”

“No, it’s okay,” Yoon assured her.

“The reason I only have you two and not the whole group is because I was worried I wouldn’t do a good job, but if I’m still doing this by the time you have another comeback, then I’ll invite all of you.”

“Is that… a promise?” Seeun asked.

Eve looked at Seeun for a while. “Cute,” she cooed.

[Eve is falling for Seeun’s shyness]

“It is a promise,” she answered, putting her right hand over her heart. “I, Kim Nabi, sincerely promise that if I’m still doing whatever this is by the time STAYC has their comeback, I will interview all of the members.”

Yoon saluted her as Seeun giggled.

“Shall we get started?” Eve asked, the two girls nodding in response. 

They put on their respective props, facing each other and laughing.

“Why are you laughing?” Eve asked, not being able to see anything. “What’s so funny?”

Yoon started aggressively murmuring behind the tape, the sound coming out like vibrations, moving her arms this way and that as Seeun watched with a confused expression.

“What’s the first thing to do?” Eve asked. Seeun looked at her, blinking innocently. Eve turned to Yoon. “Is she facing me?” Yoon murmured again. “Tap once for yes, and twice for no,” she instructed, the younger girl immediately tapping once. Eve turned back to Seeun and gestured at the table with ingredients. “Recipe?” 

Seeun gasped. “Ah, recipe?”

Eve and Yoon started nodding. Seeun checked the recipe and relayed the instructions to them.

“Where is the pan?” Seeun asked. Eve held a finger up as she went to fetch it. In the meantime, Seeun turned to Yoon. “Fetch the butter, sugar, ginger and syrup,” she instructed. Yoon looked over the table, taking the things she was instructed to. “Do the measurements.”

Yoon started measuring the sugar when Eve came back with the pan, posing with it. “If I was still blonde, I would look like Rapunzel.”

[Posing with the pan, it’s no doubt that she’s Evepunzel, whether she’s blonde or not]

“What should I do now?” Eve asked Seeun. Yoon looked up from her work, turned Eve around so that she was facing Seeun – whilst ignoring her screams at being suddenly touched – and went back to her measurements. 

“I feel like I should say something,” Seeun suddenly said in a shy voice. “Since Eve unnie and Yoon can’t talk, I should fill in the silence.”

[Seeun has forgotten that Yoon is the only one that can’t talk. Since all she can hear is the music, she assumed it’s quiet in the kitchen]

Yoon and Eve laughed to themselves as Seeun continued talking to herself whilst reading over the ingredients. Eve took a deep breath to calm herself and walked to Seeun, stretching her hands out to guide herself. Once she felt Seeun’s shoulder, she put the pan on the table.

“Leader-nim, I’ve completed my assignment,” she informed Seeun, who couldn’t hear her.

“What is she saying?” Seeun asked the staff members.

Yoon started murmuring through her tape again, Eve turning to face her.

[It gets chaotic so suddenly]

“Did you cut yourself?” Eve asked, trying to make sense of the unintelligible sounds leaving Yoon’s mouth. Yoon shook her head and pointed at the different ingredients as Seeun went to her, noticing that Yoon was done measuring.

“You’re done? Okay, we need to put this in the pan and put it on the stove,” Seeun said.

Yoon made an ‘okay’ symbol with her hands and got to putting the different ingredients in the pan. Seeun gently touched Eve’s hand and pulled her to the dry ingredients.

“Unnie, I measured the dry ingredients,” Seeun started, continuing when Eve nodded, “can you sift them into the bowl?”

Eve made a thumbs up and felt around the table for the cup of flour. She then felt around for the bowl, Seeun directing her hands when she missed it. Eve slowly poured the flour through the sieve, shaking it side to side to speed up the process. Seeun passed her the bicarbonate of soda and ground ginger, Eve adding them to the flour  bowl.

Yoon put her hand up when the butter mixture was done, calling Seeun to her side.

“This looks good,” she commented as she took the pan to Eve.

“Let me se– nevermind,” Eve cut herself off with a laugh, Yoon laughing with her. Seeun looked at the girls on either side of her with a confused smile on her face.

“Why are you laughing?” She asked as Eve doubled over in laughter and fell to the floor.

[Chick Eve finds herself to be very funny]

Yoon clapped her hands as she laughed and Seeun looked at both of them before looking at the front camera. “Now, I’m going to mix the butter into the flour,” she said.

[Seeun continues on her own as the other two laugh]

The side camera showed Yoon touch Eve’s arm to pull her off the floor, breaking into a new bout of laughter when Eve screamed at the sudden contact.

“I think this is the right consistency,” Seeun commented as she mixed the bowl after adding the egg yolk. She showed the front camera what the batter looked like. In the background, Yoon picked Eve off the floor as they finished laughing.

“Leader-nim, we’re ready to–,” Eve said as she inhaled deeply.

“We need to roll the dough onto the baking pan,” she told the two girls, not having heard Eve.

Eve and Yoon nodded, putting flour on the counter before placing the dough on top of it. Yoon used the rolling pin to roll the dough until it was relatively flat and Seeun brought out the cookie cutters. She took out three man cookie cutters and distributed them among themselves.

The girls got to cutting out the shape of the cookies and putting them on the baking tray after. Once they were done, Yoon put the tray in the oven and the girls took off their respective props. Yoon immediately took a deep breath.

“That was the hardest thing I’ve ever done!” she shouted.

Seeun groaned. “You think you suffered? I had to speak so much!”

“It’s so bright!” Eve complained with a chuckle, rubbing her eyes as she got used to the brightness of the room. They all continued to complain for a while longer. “Shall we clean up?”

“Yes!” Yoon cheered.

They began to put away the ingredients and wash the dishes they used, bringing out some tools to decorate their cookies.

“You know what I just realised?” Eve asked once they were finished cleaning up.

“What?” Seeun asked.

“This is the first STAYC release where I won’t be interviewing you.”

[Eve has been with STAYC since their first release So Bad until their latest one Beautiful Monster]

She continued, “Aside from when I was a special MC with Sieun during the first week of promotions for Teddy Bear. I’m never going to interview you again!”

“Unnie, what are you talking about?” Yoon asked. “Our next comeback we’ll come here.”

“You’re right! How did I forget already?” She muttered the last part to herself.

The staff gestured at the oven and the girls took the baking tray out.

“They look so good!” Seeun exclaimed, clasping her hands in front of her.

“It’s because of Seeun that they came out so good,” Eve commented as she put the biscuits on a cooling rack.

“No, we all made them.”

“Eve unnie and I spent the second half laughing on the floor,” Yoon bluntly said. “You made this unnie.”

Eve giggled at their interaction. Once the biscuits were done cooling, they began decorating them.

“Do you want to introduce your comeback?” Eve asked as she put icing on her biscuit.

Yoon abruptly looked up from her biscuit. “Oh! I didn’t even realise we hadn’t talked about it! STAYC is coming back with a new single album called Teddy Bear and title track of the same name. The song contains a message of positivity that gives hope and comfort.”

“Wah! Doesn’t that sound fun, everyone?” Eve asked. “You should listen to the song a lot and vote for them on music shows, okay?”

Seeun hesitantly looked at Eve. “Unnie?”

“Yes?” Eve answered.

“I have a question to ask you.”

Eve added a light layer of sprinkles to her biscuit. “Ask away.”

“Do you have any advice for us?”

“In what aspect?” Eve asked. “Like in performance or…”

“For performance, how do we give good performances every time?”

Eve hummed as she thought. “Not all your performances are going to be as good as you want. That’s impossible. Some performances will be better than the others, but that’s okay, as long as you did your best. And your best can look different everyday. Say, for example, you wake up one day and you’re energetic and you… feel ready to take on the world. On that day, the best you can give is 100%. But on another day, you might wake up not feeling that good, you feel tired, groggy and not that motivated. The best you can give might be 32%, but that’s still your best! So, you could be giving it your all every performance, it’s just at different levels if that makes sense?”

Seeun nodded as she piped some icing onto her biscuit. “It does.”

“I understand why you asked that question,” Eve continued. “Because you want to do your best for your fans, but your fans also need to remind themselves that if you aren’t dancing and singing at your usual level then there might be something wrong and that’s okay because you’re still doing your best.”

Yoon put her hand on her chest. “That was very comforting.” She laughed as she continued working on her biscuit. 

“What is your favourite STAYC song?” Seeun asked.

“Me?” Eve put two jelly tots on her biscuit. “My favourite title track is Stereotype. And my favourite song overall is 247.”

Yoon gasped. “I thought your favourite song would have been RUN2U since it’s a bit more mature.”

Eve shook her head. “No, no. I prefer the more refreshing songs. My favourite ITZY songs are ICY and Not Shy because I think I suit them best. Not that I’m bad at the darker concepts, just that I find it easier to enjoy the more fun sounding songs.”

“Unnie seems to like the cuter concepts, but she doesn’t like aegyo,” Seeun teased.

Eve gaped at her. “I thought Seeun was on my side, but it seems not. But something that’s interesting is all my favourite parts in your songs are J-ssi’s parts.”

“Really?” Yoon asked.

“Yes, I don’t know what it is about her voice, but I love it.”

They continued to talk, sharing advice and stories with one another until they had finished decorating their biscuits. 

“We’re done decorating our biscuits!” Eve announced to the camera as all three girls showed off their biscuits. “I hope you enjoyed today,” she said to Seeun and Yoon after they had put the biscuits down. 

“Today was really fun,” Seeun shyly expressed. 

Yoon nodded. “I don’t think Seeun unnie has ever spoken this much during an interview before.” Seeun blushed as she hit Yoon's shoulder, causing Eve to chuckle. 

“I’m glad you enjoyed today,” Eve told the two girls, turning to face the front camera once more. “I hope you enjoyed the first episode of That’s So Evie and please remember to listen to STAYC’s comeback Teddy Bear! See you soon, bye!”

The three girls waved goodbye to the camera as the video ended.

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[raincitygirl76]

The irritating thing about this article is that it totally fails to even mention the elephant in the room for elderly people: dementia. It’s not much good being able to potentially keep people alive until they’re 120 years old if for the final 25 years of their life they aren’t compos mentis.

I had a great-aunt who died 3 days before her 107th birthday. Up until age 89, she was remarkably physically and mentally active for someone of her age. At 89 she broke her hip, but remained mentally acute…until she was 92, at which point she started to get forgetful. The next 15 years were a long decline. I’d say the last 10 years of her life (from 97 to the eve of 107) were completely depressing. By 97 she was in full dementia mode, and it only got worse from there.

She kept on living for another decade after that, but it wasn’t much of a life. Most of the time she spent staring into space in her nursing home. She was too physically frail and also too mentally frail to continue living with family as she had before the dementia had set in.

She had lucid days, in which she didn’t actually remember her family, but did realize she had forgotten everything except her childhood and her young adult years. And she found this humiliating and stressful, to know she should recognize people, but not be able to.

The days when she was lost in her own world were in some ways better, from the point of view of her family members, than the days she was somewhat lucid, and angry about the gigantic holes in her memory.

If you live long enough, you will probably develop dementia. And none of the scientists interviewed for that article are addressing mental deterioration as well as physical deterioration.

The last decade of my great-aunt’s life was neither dignified nor happy. She couldn’t read a newspaper, or do a crossword puzzle (she was a crossword fiend up until her early 90s when her memory started to get patchy). I had a conversation with her when she was 102 in which she seemed to know who I was and had quite a lively conversation with me, until she called me by my grandmother’s first name.

I have a family resemblance to my (long deceased) grandmother. My great-aunt thought it was 1938, I’d just gotten engaged to her brother and was planning my wedding. It was an interesting conversation from a family history standpoint, but she wasn’t actually talking to me, her great-niece with whom she’d once had a fairly close relationship. She was talking to her future sister-in-law in 1938.

I had been warned she might mix living visitors up with other people who are long dead, and warned it was best to play along. So I pretended to be my grandmother, but I wasn’t really her. My great-aunt nodded off eventually, seeming content. It was the best visit I’d had with her since cognitive decline had set in. But in her mind, she was a young woman again in 1938, not a lady of 102 bedridden and living in a nursing home.

She went on for 5 more years like that (except getting a little worse each year), and death came as a merciful release. It left me terrified of developing dementia, and determined that if I do (which I probably will if I live long enough), I will use MAID (Medical Assistance in Dying) as soon after diagnosis as possible.

Because the thought of my body living on long after my brain has exited the building repels me. I don’t want to keep going under those circumstances. Bear in mind that this great-aunt was merely the longest-lived relative of mine who developed dementia. Several others did as well. It’s a very cruel disease.

My oldest uncle was in the memory care unit of a nursing home in April 2020 when he died after Covid ripped through his nursing home. And less than a year later, his widow was also diagnosed with dementia. She’s still alive, but now also in a memory care unit. So my cousins will have lost both their parents in spirit before their parents’ bodies die.

And these billionaires who want to cheat death, do they really think they will be productively running their business empires when they’re 120? Because chances are they won’t. They’ll be in a very expensive nursing home, staring into space, reliving the glory days of their youth, or having relatively lucid days and realizing there are horrendous gaps in their memory and they don’t know who’s sitting at their bedside. And getting terribly agitated and embarrassed because they think they should remember.

Yes, there are people like Captain Tom who live to be 100 or more and don’t develop dementia, but that isn’t exactly the norm for centenarians.

https://www.canada.ca/en/health-canada/services/health-services-benefits/medical-assistance-dying.html

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Did You Always Want To Be A Detective? #SnipSun

 Anthology:

For the Love of Winter

Anthology Genre:

Holiday Romance

Buy Link:

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Publication Date:

December 6, 2023

Ebook Price:

$3.99 (Amazon pre-order)

Book Blurb:

Bake your cookies, light some candles, trim your trees, and be enchanted with thirteen sweet-to-spicy Chanukah, Christmas, and New Year's novellas that will sweep you from colonial days to contemporary times—each bearing a gift of happily-ever-after grand finales. This joyous collection is...

A Winter Mating by Lia Davis. He returns to Willow Glen with one goal, to claim his mate. Convincing her that she belongs to him will be his toughest challenge, but he's not above using seduction to get what he wants.

One Night at Christmas by Danica Winters. As the busy owner of a veterinary clinic, Emily Avery always has her hands full of puppies but empty of the one thing she really isn't sure she wants anyway—a man. When the kind-hearted Derek Night makes an emergency call to help his mom's naughty pup, they both must step outside of their shells and let the magic of Christmas and one mischievous pup bring them together.

The Christmas Crash by Tessa Lyons. Sparks fly when a relentless optimist and a grieving veterinarian are snowed in together at Christmas. Can they rediscover the magic of the season and find love in the most unexpected place?

His Christmas Date by Sara J. Walker. In this heartwarming story of seasoned romance, Dino Dudley and Hilde McQuire must navigate family drama and their own emotional baggage to find true love.

Jordyn's Christmas Gift by Marie Morton. Jordyn Billings, a busy marketing executive, is gifted a holiday getaway to Chateau D'Or by her family, where she discovers an unforgettable and life-changing Christmas gift.

Four Chanukahs and a Wedding by Merrie Angel. Widowed and alone in 1973, Millie explores a professional photographer's life, and stumbles upon Adam--an insatiable adventure seeker related to Jackie Kennedy. Will they find a way to ignite a flame that burns far beyond Millie's expectations and set ablaze their own festival of lights?

Recipe for Romance by Gloria Ferguson. Ashley McClain wants to win the Holiday Bake-Off with her late mom's cupcake recipe. Can she join forces with her friend and neighbor to claim the prize and a bit of romance just in time for Christmas?

Before the Rising Sun by V.L. Czerny. Their romance blighted at a colonial ball, Gertrude and Nicholas, forgetting their past acquaintance, are maneuvered by the Christmas spirit to set love loose and so refashion time's expected plans.

Unexpected Angels by C.L. Hart. Sometimes the best things come together when everything is falling apart.

Christmas Market Magic by Tessie Benton. Sydney Hawthorne hires an escort for a business date, but he's not what he appears to be, and their mutual deception sparks desire while careers hang in the balance.

A Merry White Christmas by Sally Murphy. Merry London, tasked with organizing an opulent Christmas ball for the McPhersons, faces an unexpected challenge in the form of Joel McPherson, whose fiery charm threatens to melt her icy exterior and unravel her meticulously laid plans.

Lavender and Love Restored by M.J. Gates. Chief architect Jess Carlson is restoring a haunted historic hotel and helping a friendly spirit while reclaiming her life and love before the hotel's grand reopening on New Year's Eve.

Marry Me by Midnight by Leah Miles. Navy SEAL Kendall Nelson can't manage a successful proposal, and single mom Luisa Sanchez has no time for romance.

Proceeds benefit the First Coast Romance Writers, an independent non-profit organization helping writers hone their craft and expand their knowledge of the publishing industry.

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Macario climbed into the car. As the men set off into the pounding rainstorm, Pika waved to them. The speed Dom drove would normally not have worried Macario, but he could hardly see the road ahead.

“I’ve never heard of Snowman Railways before,” Macario said, trying to distract himself from the velocity of the vehicle.

“Only elves and snowbirds have,” Dom laughed. “So, an FBI agent. Fascinating! Did you always want to be a detective, or did you fall into the profession?”

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[missyourflight]

some stuff i read and watched in july:

somebody somewhere (s1 & 2): fucking loved this!! about going home again, queer community in a small town, belting, a fat woman who Fucks

the bear (s2): yes chef obvs, fishes into forks is just unbearably good

the sixth commandment: heartbreaking stuff - like an attempt at true crime storytelling with humanity and empathy and like a sense of love surrounding the victims? interesting to think about with penance

jaws: for the first time somehow?? obviously it's fantastic 🦈

return to seoul: love a story about a chaotic unmoored girl, great lipstick

nimona: RIZ AHMED FOREVER

oppenheimer: christopher nolan still can't write a woman and likely never will but in General i loved this!! some of us have been cillian murphy hive since the early 00s and own the way we live now feat. wambsgams macfadyen on dvd etc, is it not enough to see his beautiful face, large, how is the trinity test sequence so tense when you Know what's going to happen, full circle since seeing pearl harbour in the cinema in 2001 for josh hartnett reasons etc

barbie: extremely extremely fun if i didn't love its feminism always, very glad i saw this greta/letterboxd bit before so i could eye all the influences, ryan gosling is On One and it's wonderful

no hard feelings: i feel like someone (@powerful-owl??) was writing maxiel no hard feelings tumblr fic and having now seen the film i am in Need of it

naoise dolan, exciting times: read this and immediately pressed it on my sister; the hk specificity is for her, the queer stuff is for me

eve babitz, slow days, fast company: i have never been to california and i only want to go to eve's LA

eliza clark, penance: really smart sharp take on the industrial true crime complex etc, chucking brexit and folk horror and the seaside and excruciatingly accurate tumblr representation at it and making everything work. i keep turning it over together with the sixth commandment and death of a bookseller

greg doran, my shakespeare: a director's journey through the first folio: theatrical memoirs def one of my fave sub-genres, i loved spending this bit of time sinking into these plays again and hearing about all the different productions (harriet walter beatrice my lady wife etc)

[tritonmarketresearch]

Aluminum Market: Products, Applications & Beyond

Aluminum is a versatile element with several beneficial properties, such as a high strength-to-weight ratio, corrosion resistance, recyclability, electrical & thermal conductivity, longer lifecycle, and non-toxic nature. As a result, it witnesses high demand from industries like automotive & transportation, electronics, building & construction, foil & packaging, and others. The high applicability of the metal is expected to drive the global aluminum market at a CAGR of 5.24% in the forecast period from 2023 to 2030.

Aluminum – Mining Into Key Products:

Triton Market Research’s report covers bauxite, alumina, primary aluminum, and other products as part of its segment analysis.

Bauxite is anticipated to grow with a CAGR of 5.67% in the product segment over the forecast years.

Bauxite is the primary ore of aluminum. It is a sedimentary rock composed of aluminum-bearing minerals, and is usually mined by surface mining techniques. It is found in several locations across the world, including India, Brazil, Australia, Russia, and China, among others. Australia is the world’s largest bauxite-producing nation, with a production value of over 100 million metric tons in 2022.

Moreover, leading market players Rio Tinto and Alcoa Corporation operate their bauxite mines in the country. These factors are expected to propel Australia’s growth in the Asia-Pacific aluminum market, with an anticipated CAGR of 4.38% over the projected period.

Alumina is expected to grow with a CAGR of 5.42% in the product segment during 2023-2030.

Alumina or aluminum oxide is obtained by chemically processing the bauxite ore using the Bayer process. It possesses excellent dielectric properties, high stiffness & strength, thermal conductivity, wear resistance, and other such favorable characteristics, making it a preferable material for a range of applications.

Hydrolysis of aluminum oxide results in the production of high-purity alumina, a uniform fine powder characterized by a minimum purity level of 99.99%. Its chemical stability, low-temperature sensitivity, and high electrical insulation make HPA an ideal choice for manufacturing LED lights and electric vehicles. The growth of these industries is expected to contribute to the progress of the global HPA market.

EVs Spike Sustainability Trend

As per the estimates from the International Energy Agency, nearly 2 million electric vehicles were sold globally in the first quarter of 2022, with a whopping 75% increase from the preceding year. Aluminum has emerged as the preferred choice for auto manufacturers in this new era of electromobility. Automotive & transportation leads the industry vertical segment in the studied market, garnering $40792.89 million in 2022.

In May 2021, RusAl collaborated with leading rolled aluminum products manufacturer Gränges AB to develop alloys for automotive applications. Automakers are increasingly substituting stainless steel with aluminum in their products owing to the latter’s low weight, higher impact absorption capacity, and better driving range.  

Also, electric vehicles have a considerably lower carbon footprint compared to their traditional counterparts. With the growing need for lowering emissions and raising awareness of energy conservation, governments worldwide are encouraging the use of EVs, which is expected to propel the demand for aluminum over the forecast period.

The Netherlands is one of the leading countries in Europe in terms of EV adoption. The Dutch government has set an ambitious goal that only zero-emission passenger cars (such as battery-operated EVs, hydrogen FCEVs, and plug-in hybrid EVs) will be sold in the nation by 2030. Further, according to the Canadian government, the country’s aluminum producers have some of the lowest CO2 footprints in the world.

Alcoa Corporation and Rio Tinto partnered to form ELYSIS, headquartered in Montréal, Canada. In 2021, it successfully produced carbon-free aluminum at its Industrial Research and Development Center in Saguenay. The company is heralding the beginning of a new era for the global aluminum market with its ELYSIS™ technology, which eliminates all direct GHG emissions from the smelting process, and is the first technology ever to emit oxygen as a byproduct.

Wrapping Up

Aluminum is among the most widely used metals in the world today, and is anticipated to underpin the global transition to a low-carbon economy. Moreover, it is 100% recyclable and can retain its properties & quality post the recycling process.

Reprocessing the metal is a more energy-efficient option compared to extracting the element from an ore, causing less environmental damage. As a result, the demand for aluminum in the sustainable energy sector has thus increased. The efforts to combat climate change are thus expected to bolster the aluminum market’s growth over the forecast period.

[evleasing]

Top Questions About Car Leasing in India Answered!

Car leasing is becoming an increasingly popular option for both individuals and businesses in India. With flexibility, affordability, and the rise of subscription models, many are opting for leasing over traditional car ownership. This comprehensive guide explores everything you need to know about Vehicle Leasing in India, helping you make an informed decision.

What is Vehicle Leasing in India?

Vehicle leasing is a financing option where a customer rents a car for a fixed period, paying monthly installments instead of owning the vehicle outright. This model is suitable for those who prefer lower upfront costs, flexible terms, and fewer long-term liabilities.

The Rising Trend of Leasing vs. Owning Cars in India

In India, owning a car has traditionally been a symbol of status. However, the growing emphasis on affordability and convenience has shifted preferences toward leasing. Key reasons for this shift include:

Lower upfront costs

No concerns about depreciation

Easier upgrades to newer models

Quick Overview of Leasing Benefits

Affordable monthly payments

No long-term commitment

Tax benefits for businesses

Hassle-free maintenance and insurance options

Understanding Car Leasing Options in India

Types of Car Leasing Plans

Personal Car Leasing: Ideal for individuals who want to drive a new car without the burden of ownership. Popular plans include Tata car subscriptions and Nexon EV subscriptions.

Commercial Vehicle Leasing: Businesses can lease vehicles for operations such as logistics and transport. ALT Mobility offers tailored plans for commercial vehicles on rent.

How Car Leasing Works

The process is straightforward:

Select a car model and lease term.

Sign a leasing agreement outlining the terms (e.g., mileage limits and maintenance responsibilities).

Pay monthly installments for the duration of the lease.

Return or renew the vehicle at the end of the term.

Advantages of Leasing a Car in India

Financial Benefits

Leasing requires minimal upfront payment compared to buying. Additionally, businesses can claim tax deductions for leased vehicles, making it a cost-effective choice.

Flexibility and Convenience

Leasing allows you to upgrade your vehicle every few years. Subscription models like the Tata car lease even include maintenance, insurance, and registration, offering a hassle-free experience.

Eco-Friendly Options

Leasing electric vehicles (EVs) is gaining traction. Plans like the Nexon EV subscription provide an affordable way to adopt sustainable transportation.

Challenges in Car Leasing

While leasing has numerous benefits, it’s essential to be aware of potential challenges:

Hidden Costs: Some providers may charge extra for exceeding mileage limits or wear and tear.

Limited Customization: Lease agreements may restrict modifications to the vehicle.

End-of-Lease Decisions: You must decide whether to renew, return, or purchase the car.

Popular Leasing Options in India

Tata Nexon EV Subscription

This plan offers a cost-effective way to lease an electric vehicle. It includes:

Comprehensive insurance

Zero maintenance costs

Monthly flexibility

Tata Car Leasing Plans

Tata offers a range of cars for lease, from hatchbacks to SUVs. These plans cater to both individuals and businesses.

Commercial Vehicle Rentals

For businesses, leasing commercial vehicles on rent provides an affordable and scalable solution. Industries like logistics and e-commerce heavily rely on this model.

Leasing vs. Buying: A Detailed Comparison

FeatureLeasingBuying

Upfront Costs Low High

Ownership No Yes

Maintenance Often Included Owner’s Responsibility

Depreciation Not Applicable Owner Bears Depreciation

Upgrade Options Flexible Requires Selling Old Car

Costs and Payment Plans in Leasing

Factors Affecting Leasing Costs

Car model and make (e.g., Tata Nexon EV insurance cost)

Lease Duration

Mileage limits

Maintenance coverage

Customizable Payment Plans

Most providers, including ALT Mobility, offer flexible payment options, allowing customers to select terms that suit their budgets.

Leasing for Businesses in India

Businesses can greatly benefit from commercial vehicle leasing. Advantages include:

Reduced operational costs

Simplified fleet management

Tax benefits

ALT Mobility provides comprehensive solutions for fleet leasing, ensuring businesses save time and money.

Leasing for Individuals in India

Leasing isn’t just for businesses; it’s an excellent choice for individuals, too:

Young professionals can benefit from short-term plans.

Families can choose flexible subscriptions for larger vehicles.

How to Choose the Right Leasing Provider

Factors to Consider

Reputation: Check reviews and ratings of providers like ALT Mobility, ORIX India, and Quickly.

Transparency: Ensure no hidden charges.

Service Offerings: Look for maintenance and insurance inclusion.

Why Choose ALT Mobility?

FAQs About Vehicle Leasing in India

What is Vehicle Leasing in India?

Leasing involves renting a car for a set term with monthly payments without the responsibilities of ownership.

What is the Difference Between Leasing and Subscription?

While both offer flexibility, subscriptions often include maintenance, insurance, and shorter durations.

Are There Tax Benefits for Leasing Cars?

Yes, businesses can claim tax deductions on leased vehicles.

Can I Lease Electric Cars in India?

Yes, many providers, including ALT Mobility, offer EV leasing plans like the Tata Nexon EV subscription.

How Much Does Leasing Cost?

Costs depend on the car model, lease duration, and terms. For example, the Tata Nexon EV insurance cost is typically included in the lease.

Is Leasing a Good Option for Businesses?

Absolutely. It reduces upfront costs and simplifies fleet management.

Conclusion

Vehicle leasing in India is an excellent option for individuals and businesses looking for cost-effective, flexible, and hassle-free transportation solutions. With providers like ALT Mobility offering innovative plans, including Tata car subscriptions and commercial vehicle rentals, leasing is poised to transform how India commutes.

Ready to lease your next vehicle? Explore ALT Mobility’s offerings today for a seamless and affordable experience!

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