#andre hidalgo

[nuriaverde]

Todo lo que quisiste saber sobre el ego y nunca te atreviste a preguntar en "Mad Men"

“Mad Men” va sobre el ego, lo cual implica deseo y miedo, ilusión e insatisfacción, ansias, ambiciones, hambre por el placer, las posesiones, el poder y el reconocimiento, y miedo a perder todo lo que se posee. Significa ausencia absoluta de paz interior. Sylvia, la vecina de Don Draper, que lo ama y, a la vez, no puede estar con él, le dice siempre después de hacer el amor: sólo quiero que…

[southeastasianists]

The Quiapo district of Manila is located just outside the walled city of Intramuros. It became a natural extension when the city was expanding during the Spanish colonial times, and it was the address of choice for the well-heeled Filipino mestizo families, especially at Hidalgo Street, where rows of bahay na bato (house of stone) competed against each other in terms of grandeur and size. Many of these houses now lie in various states of decay. But the most prominent one, the century-old Bahay Nakpil-Bautista (Nakpil-Bautista House) still stands.

Built in 1914 by Arcadio Arellano for Dr. Ariston Bautista and his wife Petrona Nakpil, the house sat on two lots with a total area of 500 square meters (5,400 square feet). It's a typical style for its period—two stories, with the lower story serving as the zaguan, or parking area for horse-drawn carriages. The stones on the ground floor came from Mexico, and a few pieces of colorful tiles before the stairs came from Spain.

A short set of stairs leads to an elevated sala (living room), a room that serves as a workshop, and a bedroom. The lower story is made of stone and wood. A main stairway brings you to the second story, where the main hall is located to the right and the kitchen and dining area to the left. On both wings are several rooms for the many inhabitants of the house. Large windows in the living room provide a free-flowing circulation of air throughout the house—there were no air conditioning units at the time this house was built.

Several key figures in Philippine history have lived in the Nakpil-Bautista House. Dr. Ariston Bautista, who commissioned the house, was one of the first professors at the University of the Philippines and also invented a medicine to combat cholera. The legendary Gregoria de Jesus, widow of Andres Bonifacio, who founded the revolutionary armed Kataastaasan Kagalang-galang na Katipunan ng mga Anak ng Bayan (KKK) was a leading figure of the women's arm of the organization. After Bonifacio died, she married the musician Julio Nakpil.

The house survived the Japanese bombing in World War II, which damaged 70 percent of Manila. The Nakpil-Bautista family moved out of the house in the 1960s. It has since been used as a community center, a museum, and a classroom for children from the surrounding area during the COVID-19 pandemic. The museum showcases the history of Quiapo, the Nakpil-Bautista family, and the Philippine Revolution.

The National Historical Commission of the Philippines declared the house a cultural property on August 25, 2011. Besides the historical value of the house, it is worth visiting as a perfect representation of the architectural style prevailing during the Spanish colonial period and the early 19th century. 

[renthony]

Anyway here's my reading list for my big film censorship project in case anyone's been wondering what I've been up to when I'm not being a stupid idiot cringey fandom blogger or whatever the jackasses think I am:

Vaudeville, Old and New: An Encyclopedia of Variety Performers in America, by Frank Cullen

Vaudeville and the Making of Modern Entertainment, 1890-1925, by David Monod

From Traveling Show to Vaudeville: Theatrical Spectacle in America, 1830-1910, edited by Robert M. Lewis

American Vaudeville as Ritual, by Albert F. McLean Jr.

American Vaudeville As Seen by its Contemporaries, edited by Charles W. Stein

Rank Ladies: Gender and Cultural Hierarchy in American Vaudeville, by M. Alison Kibler

The New Humor in the Progressive Era: Americanization and the Vaudeville Comedian, by Rick DesRochers

Humor and Ethnic Stereotypes in Vaudeville and Burlesque, by Lawrence E. Mintz

"Vaudeville Indians" on Global Circuits, 1880s-1930s, by Christine Bold

The Original Blues: The Emergence of the blues in African American Vaudeville, by Lynn Abbott and Doug Seroff

Waltzing in the Dark: African American Vaudeville and Race Politics in the Swing Era, by Brenda Dixon Gottschild

The Wizard of Menlo Park: How Thomas Alva Edison Invented the Modern World, by Randall Stross

Edison, by Edmund Morris

The Rise and Place of the Motion Picture, by Terry Ramsaye

The Romantic History of the Motion Picture: A Story of Facts More Fascinating than Fiction, by Terry Ramsaye (Photoplay Magazine)

Before the Nickelodeon: Edwin S. Porter and the Edison Manufacturing Company, by Charles Musser

The Kinetoscope: A British History, by Richard Brown, Barry Anthony, and Michael Harvey

The Man Who Made Movies: W.K.L. Dickson, by Paul Spehr

A Million and One Nights: A History of the Motion Picture, by Terry Ramsaye

Emergence of Cinema: The American Screen to 1907, by Charles Musser

Dancing for the Kinetograph: The Lakota Ghost Dance and the Silence of Early Cinema, by Michael Gaudio

The First Screen Kiss and "The Cry of Censorship," by Ralph S.J. Dengler

Archival Rediscovery and the Production of History: Solving the Mystery of Something Good - Negro Kiss (1898), by Allyson Nadia Field

Prizefighting and the Birth of Movie Censorship, by Barak Y. Orbach

A History of Sports Highlights: Replayed Plays from Edison to ESPN, by Raymond Gamache

A History of the Boxing Film, 1894-1915: Social Control and Social Reform in the Progressive Era, by Dan Streible

Fight Pictures: A History of Boxing and Early Cinema, by Dan Streible

The Boxing Film: A Cultural and Transmedia History, by Travis Vogan

Policing Sexuality: the Mann Act and the Making of the FBI, by Jessica R. Pliley

Screened Out: Playing Gay in Hollywood, from Edison to Stonewall, by Richard Barrios

The Ashgate Research Companion to Moral Panics, edited by Charles Krinsky

A Companion to Early Cinema, edited by Andre Gaudreault, Nicolas Dulac, and Santiago Hidalgo

The Silent Cinema Reader, edited by Lee Grieveson and Peter Kramer

The Harlot's Progress: Myth and Reality in European and American Film, 1900-1934, by Leslie Fishbein

Oscar Micheaux and His Circle: African-American Filmmaking and Race Cinema of the Silent Era, by Pearl Bowser, Jane Gaines, and Charles Musser

Banned in Kansas: Motion Picture Censorship, 1915-1966, by Gerald R. Butters, Jr.

Black and White and Blue: Adult Cinema From the Victorian Age to the VCR

Complicated Women: Sex and Power in Pre-Code Hollywood, by Mick Lasalle

Dangerous Men: Pre-Code Hollywood and the Birth of the Modern Man, by Mick Lasalle

Pre-Code Hollywood: Sex, Immorality, and Insurrection in American Cinema, 1930-1934, by Thomas Doherty

Forbidden Hollywood: The Pre-Code Era (1930-1934), When Sin Ruled the Movies, by Mark A. Vieira

Sin in Soft Focus: Pre-Code Hollywood, by Mark A. Vieira

Hollywood's Censor: Joseph I. Breen & the Production Code Administration, by Thomas Doherty

The Dame in the Kimono: Hollywood, Censorship, and the Production Code, by Leonard J. Leff and Jerold L. Simmons

Moral House-Cleaning in Hollywood: What's it All About? An Open Letter to Mr. Will Hays, by James R. Quirk (Photoplay Magazine)

Will H. Hays - A Real Leader: A Word Portrait of the Man Selected to Head the Motion Picture Industry, by Meredith Nicholson (Photoplay Magazine)

Ignorance: An Obnoxiously Moral morality Play, Suggested by "Experience," by Agnes Smith (Photoplay Magazine)

Close-Ups: Editorial Expression and Timely Comment (Photoplay Magazine)

Children, Cinema & Censorship: From Dracula to the Dead End Kids, by Sarah J. Smith

Freedom of the Screen: Legal Challenges to State Film Censorship, 1915-1981, by Laura Wittern-Keller

Picturing Indians: Native Americans in Film, 1941-1960, by Liza Black

America on Film: Representing Race, Class, Gender and Sexuality at the Movies, by Harry M. Benshoff and Sean Griffin

White: Essays on Race and culture, by Richard Dyer

Black American Cinema, edited by Manthia Diawara

Colorization: One Hundred Years of Black Films in a White World, by Wil Haygood

Hollywood's Indian: the Portrayal of the Native American in Film, edited by Peter C. Rollins and John E. O'Connor

Wiping the War Paint Off the Lens: Native American Film and Video, by Beverly R. Singer

Celluloid Indians: Native Americans and Film, by Jacquelyn Kilpatrick

Native Americans on Film: Conversations, Teaching, and Theory, edited by M. Elise Marubbio and Eric L. Buffalohead

Framing Blackness: The African American Image in Film, by Ed Guerrero

Toms, Coons, Mulattoes, Mammies, & Bucks: An Interpretive History of Blacks in American Films, by Donald Bogle

Hollywood Black: the Stars, the Films, the Filmmakers, by Donald Bogle

White Screens, Black Images: Hollywood From the Dark Side, by James Snead

Latino Images in Film: Stereotypes, Subversion, and Resistance, by Charles Ramirez Berg

Reel Inequality: Hollywood Actors and Racism, by Nancy Wang Yuen

Visions of the East: Orientalism in Film, edited by Matthew Bernstein and Gaylyn Studlar

The Hollywood Jim Crow: the Racial Politics of the Movie Industry, by Maryann Erigha

America's Film Legacy: The Authoritative Guide to the Landmark Movies in the National Film Registry, by Daniel Eagan

Movie-Made America: A Cultural History of American Movies, by Robert Sklar

Of Kisses and Ellipses: The Long Adolescence of American Movies, by Linda Williams

Banned in the Media: A Reference Guide to Censorship in the Press, Motion Pictures, Broadcasting, and the Internet, by Herbert N. Foerstel

Censoring Hollywood: Sex and Violence in Film and on the Cutting Room Floor, by Aubrey Malone

Hollywood v. Hard Core: How the Struggle Over Censorship Saved the Modern Film Industry, by Jon Lewis

Not in Front of the Children: "Indecency," Censorship, and the Innocence of Youth, by Marjorie Heins

Degradation: What the History of Obscenity Tells Us About Hate Speech, by Kevin W. Saunders

Censoring Sex: A Historical Journey Through American Media, by John E. Semonche

Dirty Words & Filthy Pictures: Film and the First Amendment, by Jeremy Geltzer

Flaming Classics: Queering the Film Canon, by Alexander Doty

Masculine Interests: Homoerotics in Hollywood Film, by Robert Lang

Monsters in the Closet: Homosexuality and the Horror Film, by Harry M. Benshoff

New Queer Cinema: A Critical Reader, edited by Michele Aaron

New Queer Cinema: The Director's Cut, by B. Ruby Rich

Now You See It: Studies on Lesbian and Gay Film, by Richard Dyer

Gays & Film, edited by Richard Dyer

Screening the Sexes: Homosexuality in the Movies, by Parker Tyler

Out in Culture: Gay, Lesbian, and Queer Essays on Popular Culture, edited by Corey K. Creekmur and Alexander Doty

Out Takes: Essays on Queer Theory and Film, edited by Ellis Hanson

Queer Images: a History of Gay and Lesbian Film in America, by Harry M. Benshoff and Sean Griffin

The Lavender Screen: the Gay and Lesbian Films, Their Stars, Makers, Characters, & Critics, by Boze Hadleigh

The Celluloid Closet: Homosexuality in the Movies, by Vito Russo

Tinker Belles and Evil Queens: the Walt Disney Company From the Inside Out, by Sean Griffin

The Encyclopedia of Censorship, by Jonathon Green

[lasoldier]

Act III ~ Marcelina

December 30

In the quiet early hours of the morning, Constantino Reynaldo, the Deputy Chief of Mission to the Spanish Ambassador, Marco Rey Santo, convened with Andrea Gedeon, the Executive Assistant to the Ambassador and his late wife, and her brother Vicente, the Head of Security, in addition to representatives from the Paris police department. Sitting back in his chair, Constantino unbuttoned the jacket to the formal three-piece black suit he wore. His brown curly shaggy hair reached his neck accenting his well-kempt beard.

“Good morning, everyone. Thank you for taking the time to join me this morning to discuss the details of this afternoon’s service for Mrs. Rey Santo. I reassured the Ambassador and his daughter, Marcelina Rey Santo, that everything was in order. This service is more than just a funeral, It is a testament to the legacy and impact Angelina Rey Santo has made not only in Paris or Spain but around the world.” Constantino said, hoping he conveyed the significance of this moment.

Andrea stood up from her chair and passed out a dossier that provided a detailed briefing for the service.

“Thank you, Tino. As discussed, the service will be broadcast live, necessitating coordination with major media outlets. The press release went out following the confirmation of the service date and reservation of the church in addition to the approval of our draft brief by the Deputy Chief. The media schedule for Mr. Rey Santo and Marcelina has been confirmed to follow the New Year to give the Ambassador and his daughter time to grieve their loss. Vinny, can you confirm security’s efforts to manage and secure the press area to ensure privacy protocols are adhered to?” Andrea asked tearfully. She never imagined her work would encompass such a task. “Designated zones have been set up for the media and public attendees on the church site. We have coordinated with police for the planned route for the procession and barricades have been erected to deter the public from venturing on the thoroughfare and disrupting the caravan. We’ve also planned for additional personnel to manage crowd control and assist with any security concerns that might arise. I don’t anticipate any incidents, everyone loved Angelina so much.” Vincent reported. “Thank you, Vinny, we still expect significant public attendance and will need to manage traffic effectively,” Constantino replied.

Captain Dubois stood up from his chair and presented a rolled-up map which he unrolled across the center of the conference room table and pointed to the planned route.

“Thank you, Chief. The route from the Spanish Embassy to Saint-Bernard de la Chapelle will pass several key intersections utilizing Rue La Fayette. We will temporarily close Rue Saint-Mathieu and Saint-Bruno around the church with a secured route down Rue Affe allowing the caravan to park in front of the church.” he indicated, tracing the parallel streets that ran west and east of the Church of Saint-Bernard de la Chapelle with his finger. “We have officers at each junction to redirect traffic and assist in crowd management. Additionally, we have coordinated Régie Autonome des Transports Parisiens Parisian Autonomous Transport Administration to reroute buses and trams as needed.” the captain explained. He gave Constantino an appreciative nod as he took his seat once more. "Let's confirm with the arrival and reception of guests. We need a smooth process, especially given the high-profile nature of the attendees.” Constantino said looking to Andrea who turned to another page of the briefing. "We will have dignitaries from the US, Germany, and Spain in attendance including the Parisian Prime Minister Jean Castex and Mayor Anne Hidalgo. We have them scheduled to be the first to arrive. Ushers will guide them and their staff directly to their reserved seats. We have a team that will be on hand to greet the remaining guests while you, myself, and Vinny accompany the Ambassador and Marcelina.” Andrea explained as she flipped to another page filled with names and photographs, “Most, if not all, the guests have confirmed including, Irene and Kenneth Esper, Dr. Amy Clearwater, Mr. Clearwater, and their daughter, River, are confirmed to attend. Miles Luisante is confirmed to attend including his wife, Rhian Luisante, who will provide the Entrance Hymn, and their daughter Dawn Luisante who will perform an original song she has written specifically for Mrs. Rey Santo. Cynthia Claystone, CEO of Infinity Corporation, and her CGRO with Infinity Affairs, Sienna Brandwick, are slated to attend as well.” She explained before flipping to the next page, “While the guests await the arrival of the Ambassador and his daughter from the procession, the Paris Philharmonic will perform a selection of classical pieces such as ‘And the Waltz Goes On’, ‘Richter: On the Nature of Daylight’, ‘Love Story’ arranged by Richard Hayman, and ‘La petite fille de la mar’ all of which were favorites of Mrs. Rey Santo.” Andrea said turning to another page in the briefing, “Upon arrival of the procession, Maria Santo will be on hand to greet her son and granddaughter while we work with the church staff to prepare for the start of the ceremony. Father Guillermo will bless the casket before it is brought into the church and Mrs. Luisante will perform ‘Hymne à l'amour’ for the Entrance Hymn. Father Guillermo will lead us with opening prayer before transitioning into the Liturgy of the Word. The first reading will be read by Marcelina and the second by Dr. Clearwater. Mr. Rey Santo will give his eulogy and Aurora d'Amour will perform a song dedication afterward before we transition into the Liturgy of the Eucharist. Lastly, will be the commendation and farewell before we depart to Père Lachaise Cemetery for the burial rite.” Andrea said summing up the briefing. “Thank you, Andrea. We are adjourned. I will go and check on Marcelina. Andrea, Vicente, I leave the rest to you to prepare for our departure.” He spoke. Andre and Vicente nodded affirmatively.

Everyone rose out of their chairs and left the conference room alone or in pairs to have small discussions to help them prepare for a solemn day not just for them but for all of Paris. Constantino watched as they disappeared down the hall before going down another hall himself.

“Today, Paris gathers to bid farewell to Angelina Rey Santo, the esteemed wife of the Spanish Ambassador, Marco Santo. Mrs. Rey Santo sadly passed away on December 23rd after suffering from a brain aneurysm just days prior. Her funeral will be held this afternoon at Saint-Bernard de la Chapelle. Mrs. Rey Santo was a devoted wife and mother, known for her tireless charitable work and cultural diplomacy, Angelina was a beloved figure both in Spain and Paris. She dedicated her life to improving the lives of children through numerous philanthropic efforts and promoting Spanish culture around the world. Her service is expected to be attended by diplomatic dignitaries, celebrities, family, and close friends honoring her remarkable life and contributions. Our correspondent is live at Saint-Bernard de la Chapelle, where the funeral service is about to begin. We will be bringing you live updates throughout the day. Our thoughts and deepest condolences are with the ambassador and his family during this difficult time. On behalf of myself and France 24, we extend our heartfelt sympathies to the Santo family. I'm Annette Young, thank you for joining us." Annette Young announced.

Marcelina stared at her hazy reflection in the blank screen of the flat screen TV that was mounted on the wall facing the desk of the Cultural Attaché where Marcelina was sitting. The Cultural Attaché Office was her mother’s station at the Spanish Embassy. Breathing softly, Marcelina felt her chest heaving in rhythm with her slow, controlled breathing. She wore a long-sleeved white midi dress. Her dark hair brown cascaded in deep waves along her shoulders and down her back. A white, lace mantilla was pinned to her hair falling from her hairline along the back of her head like a half-veil.

Her dark brown eyes were cast downward looking to the antique rug that her mother insisted on bringing all the way from Madrid when they moved to Paris.

‘La alfombra de la casa teje la calidez del hogar, Marcelina. The house rug weaves the warmth of the home, Marcelina.’

Marcelina remembered her mother saying to her after she asked why she insisted on bringing the rug with them to Paris for her new office in the embassy. She could have had any rug she wanted, Marcelina thought.

‘Mija. My Bisabuela and my Tia Abuelas hand-knotted this rug in 1945. It was right around the time my mother was born. When my mother was pregnant with me, Bisabuela gave her the rug and what did she say?’ Angelina asked her daughter as she unrolled the large rug onto the bare floor of the office. ‘La alfombra de la casa teje la calidez del hogar.’ Marcelina and Angelina said in unison laughing together.

Angelina stood up. Marcelina marveled at her mother wearing a white ruffle Baptist sleeve dress and her long flowing brown hair catching the sunlight from the office window, her bare feet padding the bare floor as she walked about the room observing the rug before standing next to her daughter. Angelina wrapped her arm around Marcelina resting her cheek atop her daughter’s head and rubbing her shoulder lovingly.

“Your Abuela gave me the rug when I was pregnant with you.” Angelina said kissing Marcelina’s head and resting her cheek comfortably atop her head again, “And she said the same thing to me.” She said gently with a smile looking at the rug again. “This rug represents our family. Everywhere we have gone from Madrid, Buenos Aires, Berlin, and Washington D.C. This rug was the one thing I wanted with us wherever we were.” Angelina said warmly. Marcelina wrapped her arms around her mother’s waist as they stared at the rug in the empty office.

Marcelina’s eyes traced the hand-knotted wool that wove beiges with turquoise, green, and dusty pink into patterns depicting an oatmeal field adorned with delicate, even slightly faded, carefully drawn botanical motifs, and birds enclosed around with a decorative border. Her eyes stopped at the pointed toes of her white Anouk Jimmy Choo heels. Tears dropped onto the supple white leather of her heels. Marcelina sniffed looking up from her feet. She turned from where she was leaning against her mother’s desk and reached for the nearby Kleenex box grabbing a tissue. She dabbed under her eyelids gently to keep from smudging her mascara. She sniffed once more and looked at the desk noticing the silver frame that her mother kept. Picking it up Marcelina’s teary eyes glistened as she gently smiled at the picture of her parents touching the picture lovingly.

A knock on the door startled her.

“Blanca?” Constantino’s voice rang out from the opposite side of the closed door.

Marcelina set the picture down, smoothed her dress, and adjusted the mantilla both of which mantilla belonged to her mother. The door opened and Constantino entered his dark eyes met with Marcelina’s. Marcelina sighed in relief that he was the one to come and get her.

“Tino, no me llames así. No con papá cerca. Tino don’t call me that. Not with Papa around.” She said protesting his use of calling her by the name of her favorite flower. She watched as he closed the door and approached her with a gentle smile taking her in his arms. “Eres mi flor blanca, Blanca. You are my white flower, Blanca.” He replied looking down at her. A stern look crossed Marcelina’s face and she pressed a finger into his chest hard. “You’re Papa’s Deputy Chief of Mission, Constantino Armonioso Reynaldo!” She scolded him making him back away from her. Her stern gaze softened as he feigned being hurt by her finger pressing into his chest. He gave her a playful smile which faded at the sight of Marcelina’s forlorn face. “Papa needs you now more than ever.” She said sadly, “Without…Mama...” she couldn’t finish and was overcome covering her face as she broke into tears.

Constantino reacted quickly and took Marcelina in his arms shushing her gently and comfortingly.

“Shh, Lina. Está bien. Estoy aquí. Shhh, Lina. It’s okay. I’m here.” He whispered. “I can’t believe she’s gone,” Marcelina said sorrowfully stepping away from Constantino. She took a deep breath and wiped her eyes again, “How is Papa?” she asked. Marcelina had barely seen her father who stayed at the Embassy late to work and came home late smelling of Brandy de Jerez when Marcelina found him sleeping on the couch hugging a framed photo of their family. Sometimes he didn’t even go home and stayed at the Embassy overnight. Constantino looked at Marcelina solemnly. “He’s been working a lot since…” his voice trailed off not wanting to upset Marcelina any more than she already was. Marcelina nodded understanding what Constantino was saying. “Where is he now?” she asked reluctantly. “In his office,” Constantino answered watching Marcelina glance at her Piaget gold watch, “It’s almost time, isn’t it?” Marcelina asked. “Yes. Andrea and Vicente are making final preparations for the caravan.” Constantino responded. “I’ll get Papa. We’ll meet you in the lobby.” Marcelina said turning to leave the office. Constantino grasped Marcelina’s hand in his, the two of them locking eyes again. “Did you want me to get him for you?” he asked her. Marcelina thought for a moment and shook her head, “I can handle it.” She responded going to leave only for Constantino to hold her hand firmly preventing her from leaving. “I’m here for you…Lina.” He said caressing her hand. Marcelina smiled gently, “Thank you Tino…” she said as she left the office her hand trailing slowly out of Constantino’s until she disappeared from the office her heels clicking on the marble floor growing fainter with each step as she made her way to her father’s office.

The clink of melting the ice resounded throughout Marco’s office. The cubes in the half-drunken glass of Brandy de Jerez slipped around and away from each other as they perspired with a cool film of water while swimming in the brown liquor. Marco’s hand idly grasped the glass while the other was occupied with a silver picture frame that held a picture of him and his late wife Angelina on their wedding day.

His thumb caressed the glass running along the length of Angelina’s. A weary, forlorn look had taken hold of his face replacing the calm, suave, professional one that he wore throughout his hectic day at the Embassy.

He remembered when he and Angelina were being interviewed during the beginning of his political career.

‘Monsieur Rey Santo, tell us what married life is like for you and Madame Rey Santo met.’ the interviewer asked.

The photographer snapped a timely photo of the couple looking at each other admirably, and lovingly. Marco beamed with pride and smiled to his wife who returned his smile with equal fervor. Marco turned to the interviewer his arm draped around Angelina's shoulders.

"From the moment I first saw Angelina, I knew she was the love of my life, and I vowed to hold onto her forever," he said with a grin. “Remember that tiny little bistro in Madrid?” He asked looking at Angelina. “The one with the red leather booths.” She asked smiling placing a hand on his chest, “You were wearing that beautiful white dress, it was..." he paused, "Summer." He finished. "It was a hot day in Madrid, so we had vanilla ice cream," Marco said with hearty laughing. Angelina smiled and laughed as she remembered what happened that day. "We were so busy talking, the ice cream melted!" she said looking at her husband. Angelina sighed happily resting her hand on Marco’s leg and staring into his eyes as if it were just the two of them alone. A sentimental look crossed her face, her eyes tearing up. “And then?” Marco asked. “Oh! The owners!” Angelina exclaimed wiping her eyes. Marco laughed. “The owners were a married couple, and they were watching us the entire time!” Marco explained smiling. “They came over and took a picture of us. They said we would remember that date for the rest of our lives.” Angelina said. “They weren’t wrong,” Marco said lovingly as he reached into his pocket pulling out the Polaroid. Angelina took the picture in her hand and laughed pressing her hand to her chest in disbelief. “Marco, no puedo creer que lo hayas guardado todo este tiempo! Marco, I can't believe you kept it all this time!” she said laughing happily.

Angelina's laughter echoed in Marco’s mind seemingly filling the silence that had taken up residence in his office. Marco raised his glass and sipped the amber liquid resentfully.

“Why did you leave me here alone, Angel?” he whispered to the silence.

He set the glass down and sniffed, rubbing at his damp eyes. He tossed the frame into a nearby draw closing it with frustration! He grasped the glass again finishing the brandy in one hungry gulp hoping the liquid would fill the void he felt in his! He knew it didn’t matter how many drinks he had it was in vain and a temporary fix to his pain, but he reached for the decanter, ready to add another drink to the several he had already. That was until he heard a knock on the door. Marco stopped before the liquid could pour into the glass and looked at the door watching it open through the drunken haze that had blurred his vision. When Marcelina entered the room, Marco sat back in astonishment.

“Ay, dios mío…Oh my god…” he murmured covering his mouth. Marcelina stood there confused not realizing that to her father in his drunken state, she looked like her mother wearing her favorite white dress! “Angel…” he said tearfully. For just a moment he thought Angelina had returned to him. “Papa?” Marcelina asked.

Marcelina’s voice had a sobering effect on Marco. A perplexed look crossed his face as he lowered his hand. His vision blurred to the point where he couldn’t see Angelina anymore just a white blur. Marco blinked again and his vision cleared, and he realized he had mistaken his daughter for his dead wife. He was amazed by how much Marcelina looked like her mother and it broke his heart.

“Marcelina…” Marco said dejectedly, noticing she was wearing Angelina’s mantilla and dress. Angelina is gone, he thought to himself and cleared his throat wishing he could pour another glass of brandy, “What is it?” he asked brusquely sinking further into his chair.

His tone caught Marcelina off guard. He never talked to her that way. Then, she caught a whiff of the brandy. A weary sigh escaped Marcelina as she walked up to her father’s desk picking up his phone and watching him sit in his chair despondently. She hated to see her father in such a state. Raising the phone to her ear, Marcelina dialed the kitchen.

“Buenas tardes Luisa. ¿Podría traerle al Embajador un espresso triple, por favor? Sí. Gracias. Good afternoon, Luisa. Could you bring the Ambassador a triple espresso, please? Yes. Thank you.” Marcelina said gracefully and hung up the phone.

Marcelina’s hand remained on the phone looking at the empty glass with melting ice. She looked up from the glass to her father who began to doze in his chair. She observed the half-empty decanter of Brandy de Jerez on the desk. How much did he drink? She wondered. Her grief gripped her heart again causing it to ache not just for the loss of her mother but for the state her father was in after her passing. Marcelina’s hand slipped away from the phone, and she circled the desk standing in front of her father who began to snore gently. Marcelina stroked his cheek lovingly seeing how peaceful he was.

“Ay papá… ¿qué puedo hacer para ayudarte? Oh papa…what can I do to help you?” she asked in a hush voice.

Marcelina combed her hands through his disheveled dark hair to style it and make it more appropriate. She noticed he had a few more gray strands of hair which comingled with the rest of his dark hair. She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but he seemed thinner to her as well. She knelt before him looking at him sleep peacefully noticing his unbuttoned collar and loose tie to the formal black suit that he was wearing to the funeral. While her father slept, Marcelina buttoned up his collar. She straightened and tightened his black tie patting it gently over his pressed, white dress shirt. A knock on the door woke Marco up abruptly.

Bewildered, Marco looked around the office and looked down at his daughter kneeling before her. He remembered her doing the same thing as a little girl when he fell asleep at his desk in the past. He smiled weakly at her.

“Hola, mi querida hija...Hello, my darling daughter...” he said wearily. Marcelina smiled at her father with teary eyes. “Hola, papa.” She said happily, glad that he was back to his normal self. She cleared her throat and stood up, “Pasa, Luisa. Come in, Luisa.” She spoke. Luisa entered the room carrying a small tray with an espresso cup resting on a saucer. “Buenas tardes, Embajador. Señorita Marcelina. Good afternoon, Ambassador. Miss Marcelina.” Luisa said setting the cup on the desk. “Garcias, Luisa.” Marcelina said to Luisa. Luisa nodded with a polite smile and left the room. Marcelina turned to her father. “It’s time, papa.” She said softly smoothing the lapel of his jacket. “I know mija…” Marco said sadly and sighed before getting up from his office chair buttoning his suit jacket. Marcelina picked up the espresso cup handing it to her father. Marco sipped the coffee watching Marcelina adjust his tie within his jacket and smoothed his lapels. Marcelina locked eyes with her father. “Are you feeling better?” she asked hoping the coffee would help wake him. Marco took another swig of his coffee. “Sí, mucho mejor, mi querida hija. Yes, much better, my darling daughter.” He replied setting the empty cup down, clearing his throat. He adjusted his jacket and stood tall, “How do I look?” he asked anxiously looking to Marcelina who smiled at him lovingly as she stroked his hair. “You look amazing, Papa. Mama would be proud.” She said softly.

Marco’s face broke as he wept grasping Marcelina in a desperate hug. Marcelina hugged her father tightly and cried with him, her hands rubbing his back comfortingly.

“Está bien, Papá. Está bien. It’s okay, Papa. It’s okay.” She said softly. Marco stood up straight and she wiped away his tears as he looked at her woefully. Resting her hands on her father’s chest she looked at him comfortingly. “It’s time to say goodbye.” She said looking at him with a look of reassurance. Marco nodded apprehensively. “I’m ready, mija…” he said. Marcelina took her father’s hand in hers. “Everyone is waiting.” She said leading her father out of his office.

Her arms linked with her father’s; Marcelina entered the lobby of the Embassy. Waiting in the rotunda stood the embassy staff. Marco looked at the teary and sad faces of his team who were all mourning and sharing his loss. Marco swallowed unsure of what to do next. Sensing his trepidation, Marcelina looked to the staff and offered a warm smile which gave them a sense of comfort in their grief.

“Dejanos rezar. Let us pray.” She said in a calm voice.

The staff responded gratefully by bowing their heads and clasping their hands together. Marcelina glanced at her father who had closed his eyes as well. Marcelina closed her eyes she felt as if she were at a loss for words but as if springing from her heart, she spoke.

“Querido Dios, Hoy recordamos con profundo amor a nuestra querida madre y esposa, un verdadero ángel en nuestras vidas. Ella, quien incansablemente y de manera desinteresada, se entregó a la comunidad, iluminando nuestros días con su bondad y generosidad. Aunque ya no está físicamente con nosotros, sentimos su presencia en cada acto de amor y en cada rayo de esperanza que nos envuelve. Ella vive en nuestros corazones, vigilándonos y protegiéndonos desde el cielo, encarnando el verdadero significado de su nombre, un ángel eterno. Te pedimos, Señor, que nos des la fortaleza para seguir su ejemplo de amor y servicio, y que su espíritu continúe guiándonos y bendiciéndonos en cada paso de nuestro camino. Amén. Dear God, today we remember with deep love our beloved mother and wife, a true angel in our lives. She, who tirelessly and selflessly, gave herself to the community, illuminating our days with her kindness and generosity. Although she is no longer physically with us, we feel her presence in every act of love and in every ray of hope that surrounds us. She lives in our hearts, watching over us and protecting us from heaven, embodying the true meaning of her name, an eternal angel. We ask you, Lord, to give us the strength to follow her example of love and service, and that her spirit continues to guide and bless us every step of our way. Amen.” Marcelina prayed. “Amen.” Everyone responded in unison.

Marcelina opened her eyes to see teary faces smiling at her, even her father.

“Eso fue…maravilloso…mi hija. That was…wonderful…my daughter.” Marco managed between tears. Marcelina wiped his tears and gently raised his chin, so his eyes met hers, “Estoy contigo en cada paso del camino. I’m with you every step of the way.” She spoke. Marco took a deep breath, taking strength in her words, and nodded firmly. Vicente approached the the Ambassador and his daughter. “The caravan is ready. Andrea and the Deputy Chief will accompany you in the car that will follow the hearse. I will accompany the security team in the rear SUV.” He explained as he escorted them outside the embassy to a black Volvo XC90, “Hector, will be your driver.” he said as he opened the passenger door for the Ambassador to sit up front. He opened the rear door for Marcelina, Andrea, and Constantino to sit in the back. “Gracias, Vinny,” Constantino said gratefully while Marco nodded in silent approval.

Marcelina looked out the dark-tinted windows of the SUV to see the dark SUVs in front and back, the blue and red lights indicating where the police detail was located as part of the caravan before her eyes fell on the hearse before them. Her heart sank knowing her mother was lying in the white coffin that could be seen through the white-curtained window.

The cars’ engines idled as security got into their respective vehicles and the motorcycle engines of the police rumbled as they waited to depart. Onlookers had gathered on the street and held picture signs with various messages.

Marcelina rolled down her window and waved tearfully to the crowds acknowledging their love and grief. The crowd cheered gratefully.

‘We love you, Marcelina! We support you, Ambassador!’ they cried out as Marcelina rolled the window back up taking a breath in awe of the impact her mother’s life made on the people of Paris.

The caravan slowly departed from the Embassy taking Avenue Marceau towards the River Seine. Onlookers lined the thoroughfares, showing their support and respect with flowers, pictures, and signs. Marcelina thought back on all the work her mother did as Cultural Attaché as part of the Spanish Embassy in Paris, she became known for her compassionate efforts around the world. She was an ambassador for UNICEF, Save the Children, and SOS Children's Villages and supported child organizations such as Fundación ANAR, Les Enfants de l'Arc-en-Ciel, and the Children's National Hospital. Angelina was likened to the Princess Diana of the 21st Century.

‘Recuerda, Marcelina. La inocencia de los niños es un regalo puro que nos recuerda la belleza de la vida. Remember, Marcelina. The innocence of children is a pure gift that reminds us of the beauty of life.‘ Marcelina recalled her mother telling her when they were supporting a children’s event.

The procession continued and passed through Place de la Concorde, one of the major public squares in Paris heading towards Rue de Rivoli. Many onlookers and mourners had gathered showing their support and grief for Angelina as the caravan passed.

Turning onto Rue de Rivoli, the procession passed by the Louvre Museum where more people were gathered. Marco looked about seemingly overwhelmed by the amount of people that showed up for them. Marcelina reached from her seat and touched her father’s shoulder lovingly.

“Estoy aquí, papa. I’m here, Papa.” She said comfortingly. Marco nodded again and swallowed as he took his daughter’s hand, kissing it softly. “Gracias, mi querida hija. Gracias. Thank you, my darling daughter. Thank you.” He breathed holding her hand to his cheek. Marcelina’s heart ached for her father.

Rue La Fayette gave them a much-needed reprieve as they traveled its length through several districts of Paris. Small groups were gathered and scattered here and there throughout the districts they passed. The sorrow, love, and support for Angelina was heartfelt from the various hanging signs, pictures, and swathes of flower bunches that decorated the barricades.

The hearse and the accompanying caravan soon arrived at the Church of Saint-Bernard de la Chapelle. Crowds of people filled the barricaded streets of Rue Saint-Mathieu and Saint-Bruno all them of holding signs, pictures, and flowers to honor Angelina’s memory. Saint Bernard Square across from the church hosted more mourners watching as the procession arrived. Hector and Vicente quickly exited their vehicles to let out Marco, Marcelina, Andrea, and Constantino.

Marcelina linked in her father’s once more as they stood in silence listening to the cries of the onlookers in the distance. Some were too grief-stricken to speak while others cried out Angelina’s name while reaching for the hearse desperately. Media reporters stood with their camera crews as they reported the arrival of the Rey Santos. Photographers snapped pictures, their bulbs bright even in the daylight as the Ambassador, his daughter, and their entourage made their way towards the church entrance.

At the entrance stood an older woman waiting for them patiently. Her face was creased with wrinkles, but they did not make her any less beautiful. Her smile was familiar, warm, and comforting. She wore a dark dress accented with a white mosaic print along the shoulders and sleeves. The same mosaic print ran the length of her long, dark skirt. White enamel earrings dangled from her dainty ears partially hidden beneath her short, silvery hair.

Marco and Marcelina approached the woman who had her hands clasped in front of her, her smile not fading as tears welled in her eyes. The woman gave Constantino, Vicente, and Andrea a warm hug as they entered church leaving her with Marco and Marcelina. The woman looked lovingly at Marcelina, her smile full of affection and pride for the young woman who stood before her.

“¿Has sido fuerte por tu Papá? Have you been strong for your Papa?” she asked reaching and touching the underside of Marcelina’s chin who couldn’t but smile at the woman as tears streamed down her face. The woman wiped away Marcelina’s tears. “Si, Abuela María. Yes, Grandma Maria.” Marcelina responded watching Maria adjust the mantilla Marcelina was wearing feeling its lace between her soft fingertips. “Te ves hermosa con esta mantilla. Tan hermosa como tu madre cuando la usaba. You look beautiful in this mantilla. As beautiful as your mother when she wore it.” Maria said gasping as she fought to hold back tears. Maria turned to look at her son. “Mi corazón. Mi único hijo. My heart. My only son.” She said lovingly looking deep into his dark eyes that were blood-shot and so very weary. “Mijo, Llevas una carga pesada. You carry a heavy burden.” she said wisely.

Maria watched her son search her eyes for sanctuary, for comfort. He struggled to find the words. Maria raised a finger and shushed him resting her hands gently on the sides of his head.

“Cuando tu Papá se fue al Cielo ¿Qué te dije? When your Papa went to Heaven, what did I tell you?” she said softly. Marco closed his eyes his hands grasping his mother’s wrists as she held his head in her gentle grasp. “The only way out is through….” he whispered somberly.

Maria swallowed her cries, but the tears flowed down her face remembering Marco’s father Martin, the love of her life, and how he left this world suddenly leaving her to face her remaining days without him. She knew her son’s pain all too well.

“Feel the sadness, mijo…and the pain. Let it all in…. then let it all go." She said with a shaky voice raising his face to look at her.

Her eyes searched her son’s eyes imploringly she did not want him to bear this burden alone as she did. Marco looked sorrowfully into his mother’s seeing the same pain he felt. Marco felt his fists release and the wave of grief wash over him as he finally accepted that Angelina was gone as much as he couldn’t bear to be without her, she was no longer with him.

“Marco…” Maria said calmly taking his hands in her hands in hers and hugging them to her chest.

Marco could feel the beating of his mother’s heart. Marco fell to his knees defeatedly in front of his mother his hands falling from hers and gripping her dress like he did when he was just a boy.

“Mi ángel se ha ido...Mama… My angel is gone…Mama…” he said in anguish.

Marco hid his face in the folds of his mother’s dress as he wept. Marcelina fell to her knees wrapping her arms around her father.

“Papa!” she said sadly burying her face in his arm and crying with him. “Mi amores…My loves…” Maria wept taking them both in her arms and hugging them close to her waist.

Maria watched sorrowfully as the pallbearers marched past her from the entrance to the hearse where Angelina’s coffin waited for them. They opened the back of the hearse which elicited painful, melancholic cries from the watching crowd as the pallbearers revealed a white casket accented in gold. A wreath of Casablanca Lilies, Marcelina and her mother’s favorite flower, rested upon the top of the casket as the pallbearer’s life the casket and escorted it to the entrance.

“Come, mis amores.” Maria said bringing Marco and Marcelina to stand with her.

The trio held onto each other watching Father Guillermo walk out the doors of the church as the pallbearers approached. Taking a small vial of holy water, the Priest sprinkled the water across the top of the casket and flowers. The voices of the choir echoed from inside the church singing the first lines of ‘Danos un Corazón’ (Give us a Heart).

‘Danos un corazón, grande para amar, danos un corazón, fuerte para luchar. Give us a heart, big enough to love, give us a heart, strong enough to fight.’ “Thank you, Father,” Maria said softly.

Father Guillermo approached them, allowing the pallbearers to guide the coffin into the church. Guillermo took Maria’s hands in his and looked at Marco and Marcelina.

“We share in your loss. You all have helped us so much. I am humbled that you allow us to honor, Angelina’s life and legacy here. This church and the community have benefited greatly from her service.” He stated with a gentle smile patting Maria’s hand comfortingly, “Come…it is time.” He said gesturing to them inside the church.

Maria linked arms with her son and Marcelina did the same on the opposite side and followed Father Guillermo inside. Upon entering the sanctuary, the family was greeted by a multitude of friends, family, celebrities, and dignitaries who stood from their chairs on both sides of the aisle as they walked down the aisle. Marcelina eyed Constantino, Vicente, and Andrea up front waiting for them much to her relief.

The guests watched on respectfully as pallbearers escorted the casket down the nave aisle. The Paris Philharmonic began to play a beautiful melody as Rhian Luisante entered from the side aisle of the church standing to the right of the transept. Rhian wore a black sparkling gown with a plunging neckline, her long dirty blonde hair pulled back into a stylish bun. In her hands, she held a mic as the music played. She looked at the large print of Angelina and read the plaque below.

In Loving Memory…

Angelina Rey Espiridión Santo

August 1, 1968 - December 23, 2020

Turning to the audience with tears filling her eyes, Rhian raised the mic to her lips.

“The song I’m about to sing is very special.” She said softly doing her best to maintain her composure, “I sang this song for Marco and Angelina at their vow renewal celebration.” She said proudly smiling at Marco and gesturing to him, “The love you two shared inspired all of us and I know Angelina would want us to remember that love like that, is eternal and everlasting…always.” She said in a hush, emotional voice as she brought her free hand to her chest in hopes of calming her heart that ached for the loss of her dear friend. Rhian breathed and closed her eyes as she sang.

Le ciel bleu sur nous peut s'effondrer

Et la Terre peut bien s'écrouler

Peu m'importe si tu m'aimes

Je me fous du monde entier

The blue sky can tumble down upon us

And the earth can also collapse

It doesn't matter, if you love me

I don't care about the entire world

Rhian’s voice rang out the far reaches of the church accompanied by the melodies played by the Philharmonic. Tears fell down Rhian’s face knowing how much the song she sang meant to Angelina and how it embodied the testament to her love for Marco.

Tant qu'l'amour innondera mes matins

Tant qu'mon corps frémira sous tes mains

Peu m'importe les problèmes

Mon amour, puisque tu m'aimes

As long as love floods my mornings

As long as my body trembles beneath your hand

These problems don't matter

My love, since you love me

Miles watched his wife sing, astounded by the sheer magnitude of Rhian’s voice and the emotions she felt singing it. Tears welled in his eyes. He felt a mixture of love and sadness for the loss of a friend. He couldn’t imagine what Marco was dealing with nor could he imagine his life with Rhian or his daughter.

J'irais jusqu'au bout du monde

Je me ferais teindre en blonde

Si tu me le demandais

J'irais décrocher la Lune

J'irais voler la fortune

Si tu me le demandais

Je renierais ma patrie

Je renierais mes amis

Si tu me le demandais

On peut bien rire de moi

Je ferais n'importe quoi

Si tu me le demandais

I would go to the end of the earth

I would dye my hair blonde

I would go take down the moon

I would go steal a fortune

If you asked it of me

I would disown my country

I would disown my friends

If you asked it of me

People can have a good laugh at me

I would do anything

If you asked it of me

Feeling a gentle warmth wash over her, the ache in her heart subsided, Rhian gestured to her daughter as she sang. Dawn watched her mother in awe and inspiration hoping one day to be like her mother vocally.

Si un jour, la vie t'arrache à moi

Si tu meurs, que tu sois loin de moi

Peu m'importe si tu m'aimes

Car moi je mourrais aussi

If one day life tears you from me

If you die that you be far from me

It doesn't matter, if you love me

Because, me, I will die also

Tears fell from Marco’s face as Rhian sang, he remembered Angelina singing this verse to him as they danced after renewing their vows. She asked Rhian to sing the song one more time so they could dance longer and he remembered her singing the lyrics to him. The lyrics had new meaning to Marco now and he felt as if a part of him was dying that day watching the pallbearers rest the coffin in front of the altar before marching single file down the side aisles of the church.

Nous aurons pour nous l'éternité

Dans le bleu de toute l'immensité

Dans le ciel, plus de problème

Mon amour, crois-tu qu'on s'aime?

Dieu réunit ceux qui s'aiment

We will have eternity for ourselves

In the great blue immensity

In the sky, no more problems

My love, do you believe we love each other

God reunites those who love each other

Marcelina found comfort in the final lyrics as Rhian brought the song to a close. She knew that her mother was heaven and that one day they would be together again. She sat down with her father and grandmother, the three of them holding hands as the congregation applauded Rhian’s performance. Rhian passed the mic to one of the attendants and immediately sat with her husband who took her in her arms. Rhian sorrowfully collapsed in Miles’ arms crying silently against his chest. Dawn rested her head on her father’s arm tears welling in her eyes. She took her mother’s hand in hers feeling her squeeze it tightly.

Father Guillermo approached his lectern looking out to the congregation peacefully as the applause subsided. Soft crying and sniffing could be heard about the church.

“My children…Today, we gather in the House of the Lord to honor and remember our beloved Angelina Rey Espiridon Santo. In this moment of profound grief and sadness, we seek comfort and hope in the faith we share. We know that even as our tears fall and our hearts feel heavy, God offers us His love and His peace. Angelina was a shining light in our lives, a woman whose kindness, compassion, and dedication touched everyone who knew her. Her love for her family, her devotion to her work, and her unwavering faith in God are a testament to a life lived fully and with purpose. The Lord tells us in the Gospel of John, ‘Yo soy la resurrección y la vida. El que cree en mí, aunque muera, vivirá. I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me, though he dies, yet shall he live.’ We trust in this divine promise, knowing that Angelina now rests in the loving arms of our Heavenly Father. Her spirit lives on in the eternal presence of God, free from pain and suffering. In this time of mourning, let us remember the words of Psalm 23: "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside still waters." May these words bring us comfort and strength. Angelina, in her life and now in her eternal rest, is guided by the love and mercy of God. To Angelina's family, especially her husband Marco and her daughter Marcelina, we offer our prayers and our support. May you find solace in the precious memories you shared and in the certainty that Angelina is at peace with our Lord. Let us pray together, asking God to grant us peace in our hearts and the strength to carry on, knowing that one day we will be reunited with our loved ones in eternal glory. Que el Señor bendiga y guarde a cada uno de ustedes en este tiempo de tristeza. May the Lord bless and keep each of you in this time of sadness. May Angelina's love continue to inspire us all to live with love and compassion. In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, amen.” he said. “Amen.” The crowd responded. “And now, Angelina’s daughter, Marcelina Rey Santo, will provide the First Reading as part of the Liturgy of the Word.” Father Guillermo said.

Andrea reached into her bag and gave Marcelina her childhood bible that her grandmother gave her. Marcelina smiled gratefully at Andrea and took her father’s hand in hers giving it a soft squeeze for comfort before she got up from her chair.

Setting the bible on the lectern, Marcelina looked out the congregation nervously. She opened the bible to the pages bookmarked by the red faded ribbon, she could still smell her grandmother’s perfume on the worn pages. Marcelina looked at the highlighted passage she planned to read. Her brown eyes looked out the crowd and she cleared her throat.

“My beloved friends, family, and loved ones. I’d like to thank you on behalf of myself and my father for coming to honor my mother’s life. I know she is smiling down on us today. For the first reading I would like to read the first letter of Saint Paul to the Corinthians in First Corinthians, Chapter 13 verses 4 through 7. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. Siempre protege, siempre confía, siempre espera, siempre persevera. Always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. Pero la mayor de ellas es el amor. But the greatest of them is love. In these words, we see a reflection of my mother. Her love was always patient and kind, siempre generosa y llena de compasión, always generous and full of compassion. She embodied the spirit of love that Saint Paul speaks of. A love that never fails…” she said her bottom lip trembling as tears filled her eyes and she took a breath, “As we remember her today, let us carry forward her legacy of love and charity. Let us be inspired by her example to love others as she loved us, con todo nuestro corazón, with all our hearts.” She finished.

The air was filled with a palpable sense of reverence, enhancing the solemn atmosphere of the funeral service.

The cantor stepped forward, his voice clear and resonant as he introduced the Psalm,

"The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want." His voice carried through the church, inviting the congregation to find solace in these familiar and comforting words.

As he sang the response, the congregation joined in, their voices unified in a gentle chorus that filled the vaulted space with a wave of communal prayer. The cantor then proceeded with the verses of the Psalm, each line emphasizing God’s guidance and the promise of peace.

"The Lord is my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want.” The congregation repeated after each refrain.

Father Guillermo stood at the lectern after the final refrain allowing the congregation to settle in a moment of quiet reflection before addressing the congregation once more.

"As we reflect on the assurance provided by the Psalm, let us continue to seek comfort in the words of Scripture. Dr. Amy Clearwater, a close friend and confidant of our beloved Mrs. Rey Santo, will now share the second reading." He spoke.

Dr. Clearwater, dressed in a dark, well-tailored pinstripe suit with perfectly hemmed pants, got up from her seat carrying her bible with her to the lectern. Setting the bible down she reached into her pocket pulling out her reading glasses while she opened the bible to the passage she intended to read. She looked over her glasses to the congregation before clearing her throat and tucking a tuft of her short blonde hair behind her ear. Dr. Clearwater paused, gathering her thoughts before looking out to the congregation her expression solemn yet deeply compassionate.

“My dear friends, we gather here today to remember and celebrate the life of a beloved friend, mother, and wife. I stand here today, not just as a doctor, or a wife, or a mother but as someone who was profoundly privileged to know Angelina not just as a patient, or a like-minded colleague, but a dear, dear friend. These past few days, I have grappled with the sudden loss that took her from us. I've reflected deeply on what it means to try with all one’s might to avert the seemingly unjustified fate of a loved one. To stand still while fate takes its inevitable course when you have done all you can to save what is dearest to you. In her final days, Angelina faced her fate with courage, strength, and love not only for herself but for those who loved her. I invoke the same courage, strength, and love she embodied that day she left us. For it was her courage, strength, and love in her final days that were a testament to the incredible person she was. Today, I want to share a passage that speaks to the heart of what she taught us all—about the resilience of the spirit and the unseen eternal things such as unconditional love that is so precious.” She said looking at her husband and daughter fondly, “Let us cherish our loved ones as Angelina did. While we mourn her passing, let us also hold onto the profound truths that her life exemplified.” She spoke.

Dr. Clearwater looked to Angelina’s memorial picture off to the side of the lectern before turning her attention to her bible.

“I shall read from John, Chapter 14 verses 1 through 3. This scripture has brought me great comfort, and I hope that it does the same for you.” She explained as she traced the page to the verses she intended to read. She cleared her throat once more, “Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me so that you also may be where I am.” she said with a steady but emotional voice, “Thank you.” She said softly leaving the lectern to go back to her seat.

After the reflective pause that followed the second reading, the congregation stood in unison as the Gospel Acclamation began. The cantor's voice filled the church, signaling a moment of reverence and preparation for the Gospel reading.

"Alleluia, speak, Lord, for your servant is listening," the cantor sang…

Father Guillermo read a passage from the Gospel that echoed themes of love and eternal life and spoke of Jesus' promise of eternal life to those who believe in Him. As the Gospel concluded, the congregation sat, and a solemn silence fell over the church. Marco took a deep breath before he rose from his seat and took his place at the lectern before the congregation.

"Today, we gather to remember not just the remarkable public persona of my dear wife, but the incredible private warmth and compassion she shared with each of us personally. Mi amor, mi vida, my love, my life, you have left a void that cannot be filled. Your laughter, your unending passion for life, and your unwavering support for all who were privileged to cross your path remain etched in our hearts." Marco paused, collecting himself before continuing, "Ella era mi roca, mi consuelo en tiempos de angustia. She was my rock, my comfort in times of trouble. Her strength was unparalleled, guiding our family with both grace and courage, even in her final days. She taught us the true meaning of resilience and the profound depth of selfless, unconditional love." He breathed fighting back his tears and his grief, "Her dedication to charity, her relentless advocacy for the underprivileged—these were the tenets by which she lived her life. Su corazón siempre tenía espacio para los demás. Their heart always had room for others." He said with a gentle smile, "I remember how she could light up a room with just her presence, cómo su risa llenaba nuestra casa con alegría, how her laughter filled our house with joy. Those moments, those precious, fleeting moments, are treasures that I will carry with me always." He said gratefully.

Marco felt as if Angelina were standing with him, comforting him as he looked out across the congregation, his gaze lingering on the familiar faces that looked back at him with love and support.

"As we bid farewell, let us not dwell on our loss but celebrate the incredible life she led and the countless lives she touched. Vamos a recordarla con alegría, con amor, y con gratitude. Let us remember her with joy, with love, and with gratitude. May her soul, through the mercy of God, rest in peace." Marco concluded.

Tears fell down his face as he left the lectern. Mario stood up and held her arms open to receive her son who hugged her tightly as he wept.

“Lo hice, mamá. I did it, Mama.” He whispered to her. “Angelina y tu papá estarían muy orgullosos, hijo mío. Angelina and your papa would be very proud, my son.” She said tearfully burying her face in her son’s arms as she cried.

Maria and Marco took their seating hugging each other and Angelina as Father Guillermo stood once more at the lectern.

“Marco, you have truly captured the essence of Angelina’s heart and soul. Your love for her knows no bounds. God truly saw that fate brought you together. It is a true blessing to find the truest, purest, and most profound love.” He spoke. Marco nodded to the priest in thanks, “And now, we ask Aurora d’Amour to join us, who will perform a song dedication in honor of Angelina’s love, life, and legacy.” He announced stepping away from the lectern as Dawn arose from her seat standing to the side of the altar.

Dawn wore a black, sheer organza blouse and a long dark dress that came to her ankles exposing her black stiletto pumps. One of the attendants handed her a mic.

“My mother always spoke highly of Angelina, they were truly the best of friends. Her absence may be heartfelt but so was her life and her accomplishments. She led an inspiring life and I hope this song encompasses her legacy for she was an Ave Maria to those who had no love or hope to believe in.” Dawn said the pianist and guitarist began playing a soft melody.

Marcelina watched intently feeling a sense of familiarity as Dawn raised the mic to her lips.

Avant même que l'on n'soit vie

On est pris

Dans un nid de chair et de tendresse

Une étreinte infinie

Qui nous lie

Nous délivre une sagesse

Tout déjà est acquis mais pour qui dès ce cri

Trahissons-nous le geste d'amour qui unit

Désunit

et nourrit les regrets?

Even before one is alive, one is taken

In a nest of flesh and tenderness

An infinite embrace that binds us

We deliver a wisdom

Everything is already taken

But for whom since this cry

do we betray the gesture of love that unites

Disunites and feeds regrets

dont l'enfant ne serait pas

Une statuette, une prière sans foi

Mais une lettre offerte

À ceux qui n'écrivent pas

Pour que les mots résonnent enfin

Comme un Ave Maria…

An Ave Maria whose child won't be

A statuette, a prayer without faith

But a letter offered

To those who do not write

So that words finally resonate

As an Ave Maria…

The violins accompanied the music giving it further depth and serenity that truly moved Marcelina. She looked at the picture of her mother before looking back to Aurora d’Amour as she sang.

À vous, à nous, à ceux qui

Trouveront une paix, une terre, une harmonie

Une infinie raison, sans raison d'être, sans être honni

Et ceux qui mal y pense, qu'ils le pensent

À bientôt, mais dans une autre vie

Dans celle-ci, qu'on se donne

Une chance de tout recommencer

To you, to us, to those who

Find a peace, a (home)land, a harmony

An infinite reason, without reason to be, without being hated

And those who "think badly of it", let them think

See you soon, but in another life

In this one we give ourselves

A chance to start all over again

Un Ave Maria dont l'enfant ne serait pas

Une statuette, une prière sans foi

Mais une lettre offerte

À ceux qui n'écrivent pas

Pour que les mots résonnent enfin

Comme un Ave Maria

Un Ave Maria

An Ave Maria whose child won't be

A statuette, a prayer without faith

But a letter offered

To those who do not write

So that words finally resonate

As an Ave Maria

Rhian watched her daughter in awe not just how proud she was of her but how beautifully and effortlessly she sang it was as if she were another person.

Pour ceux qui ne prient pas

Pour que la musique soit à nouveau la voix

D'un aveu impudique pour ceux qui ne croient pas

Pour tous ceux qui l'méritent enfin

Un Ave Maria

Ave Maria

An Ave Maria

For those who do not pray

So that the music be the voice again

A shameless confession for those who do not believe

For those who finally deserve

An Ave Maria

Marcelina couldn’t help but feel close to Dawn although their encounters had been scant at best. And if just for a fleeting moment, it looked as if Dawn were glowing with golden light that basked the congregation in a warmth that eased their sadness. Marcelina blinked and the light was gone. She looked about as the song concluded wondering if anyone else had seen it…

The funeral continued, with the Liturgy of the Eucharist performed, followed by prayers, incense for honor and purification, the final blessing, and the recessional hymn that encompassed the Commendation and Farewell portion of the service. From there, everyone proceeded from the church to Cimetière du Père-Lachaise where Angelina Rey Espiridon Santo was finally laid to rest.

Long after the funeral ended, Marcelina returned to Saint Bernard’s. She wasn’t sure why, but she felt like she needed to be there. The sun set in the distance casting an orange hue in its wake. Marcelina watched the sunset, she remembered her grandmother telling her the setting sun could be seen as a metaphor for the culmination of a life’s journey that it was a time for reflection and a time of transition into the spiritual realms. She didn’t normally subscribe to such things but found comfort in her grandmother’s wisdom that day.

Entering the church, Marcelina made her way to the side chapel. There in the intimate chamber stood the statue of Mary surrounded by the soft glow of the votive candles that were lit before her. The statue of Mary was a symbol of faith, comfort, and hope and her presence offered a connection to the divine and was a source of solace for experiencing loss. Marcelina was overcome by the sight of the statue, feeling the comfort Mary symbolized. Taking an unlit votive from the nearby shelf, Marcelina approached the blessed mother and picked up one of the lit votive candles from the table in front of the statue. Using the light from the candle, Marcelina lit her votive candle before placing the borrowed candle back. Marcelina held her newly lit votive candle in her hands, the soft glow of the fire illuminating her face. Setting the candle down, Marclina closed her eyes.

"Mama, Te extraño. I miss you. I light this candle as a symbol of my eternal love and remembrance for you. May its light guide me through the darkness and always remind me of your warmth and love. From heaven, please give me the strength to carry on. Help me find my way and make decisions that would make you proud. Ayúdame a encontrar el camino. Help me find the path and to take steps that honor your legacy. With all my love and all my heart, te recuerdo y te celebro. I remember and celebrate you, now and forever. Amen." Marcelina prayed.

Suddenly the door opened, and two sisters of the church entered the chamber startling Marcelina.

“¡Disculpe, señorita Marcelina! Excuse me, Miss Marcelina! I didn’t know you were here.” One of the sisters said softly. Marcelina smiled, “No, no. I’m sorry. Sister Deina. I didn’t mean to intrude, I just wanted to say a prayer to my mother.” she explained. “You don’t have to be sorry. Sister Mieda and I were just making sure there were votive candles available.” Sister Deina responded. “We’re sorry for your loss. Señora Angelina was an amazing woman.” Sister Mieda said. Marcelina nodded looking to the status of Mary. “She really was. I miss her so much.” Marcelina said tearfully with a smile. Sister Deina and Mieda watched Marcelina intently taken not only by Marcelina’s beauty but by her grace and elegance as well. “Forgive me, you look so much the Blessed Mother in your mantilla. I almost mistook you for her when we came in.” Sister Deina confessed. Marcelina blushed, “Thank you, sister.” She said looking at the glowing candles mesmerized by the flames.

The flame of the candle flickered about drawing Marcelina into a trance, her dark eyes reflecting the candle’s light. There, in the light, Marcelina saw a young woman with her back turned to her. She didn’t know who the woman she felt like the woman was someone she cherished deeply. Marcelina noted the woman’s long, flowing blonde hair and beautiful white gown embellished in gold. The woman began to turn towards her, reaching out to Marcelina.

“MARS!” the woman cried out.

Marcelina let out a gasp and turned to see Sister Deina grasping her shoulder shaking it as if she were trying to wake her.

“Señorita Marcelina, are you alright?” she asked, her voice filled with concern.

Sister Deina and Marcelina’s eyes met, and Marcelina nodded reassuring the sister she was okay. Marcelina looked back at the candles, but she didn’t see the young woman anymore.

“Is there anything we can do?” Sister Deina asked. Marcelina shook her head, “It’s been a long day. I must be going.” She responded walking towards the chamber doors. “Señorita.” Sister Mieda called after Marcelina who turned to look at the two sisters. She never noticed how much the two women looked alike, like twins almost.

Sister Deina approached Marcelina reaching into the pocket of her dress and taking out a small object. She took Marcelina’s hands in hers and placed the object from her pocket in Marcelina’s hands closing her hands around it.

“When the time comes, you’ll know what to do.” Sister Deina said. “We support you, Señorita.” Sister Mieda added.

The two women smiled comfortingly at Marcelina and left the chamber. Marcelina opened her hand revealing a red and golden wand. The light of the votive candles glowed on the Mars symbol that embellished the golden sphere surrounded by a golden elliptical ring…

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📸 ATP official website

The doubles final in the Aix-en-Provence Challenger then kicked off today's play as Luke Johnson/Skander Mansouri, who stunned first seeds Harri Heliovaara/Henry Patten 6-7(3), 6-3, [10-8] in a heavyweight battle of both in-form pairs in the quarterfinals, as well as wild cards Gabriel Debru/Gregoire Jacq 3-6, 6-4, [10-7] in the semifinals, faced another in-form fourth seeds Diego Hidalgo/Cristian Rodriguez, who defeated Andre Goransson/Sem Verbeek 6-3, 7-6(4) in the previous round. As this match was initially slated to be a competitive one, it turned out to be the otherwise once L. Johnson/S. Mansouri dialed in.

To start, C. Rodriguez/D. Hidalgo almost broke thanks to a forehand winner that secured their initial break point, which also included L. Johnson/S. Mansouri's +1 volley error, but the latter managed to keep the situation under control and held the said service game to 2-2. Subsequently, L. Johnson/S. Mansouri ended up breaking to 3-2 thanks to S. Mansouri's backhand returns to the fourth seeds' volley error before consolidating their break to 4-2 after surviving a deciding point caused after S. Mansouri's forehand error.

Three games later, D. Hidalgo/C. Rodriguez earned an opportunity to serve to stay in the set. However, the unseeded pair had ideas, where a timely smash from L. Johnson set him & S. Mansouri 2 points ahead while capitalizing on the former's unforced errors, where they turned out to generate a set point before D. Hidalgo/C. Rodriguez's +1 forehand error converted L. Johnson/S. Mansouri's set point to 6-3, putting the unseeded pair in the driver's seat of this match.

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Western Australia, Northern Territory, South Australia, Queensland, New South Wales, Australian Capital Territory (Canberra), Jervis Bay, Victoria, Tasmania (AUSTRALIA)

Australia, Cocos (Keeling) Islands, Christmas Island, New Zealand, Niue, Tokelau, Papua New Guinea, New Britain, New Ireland, Solomon Islands, Vanuatu, New Caledonia, Fiji, Samoa, American Samoa, Tonga, Marshall Islands, Bikini Atoll, Micronesia, Palau, Northern Mariana Islands, Guam, Nauru, Tuvalu, Kiribati, Pitcairn Island, French Polynesia

Hawai'i

[arturo-lugo]

Taken from the album "Birds Singing Till The World Ends"

Director: Andres Hidalgo.

Director of Photography: Anirudh Ganapathy

Performer: Arturo Lugo

Producer: Mariolina Castellaneta

1st AD: Imran Mohammad

Line producer: Valeria Portilla

Prod. Assistant: Pietro Bergamasco

1st AC: Emma Barbier

2nd AC: Atakan Narman Gaffer:

Thomas Brodtmann

BTS Photographer: Mariolina Falone

SFX MUA: Erika Leadbeater

Choreographer: Arturo Lugo

Editing: Sebastian Freire

Color correction: Ana Montaño Rental: 25p Cine Support

Prod. Co.: La Canguilera Studi

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literatura colonial de mexico

Qué es la literatura colonial mexicana?Reciben este nombre las obras escritas por un grupo de autores que trataron de rescatar el espíritu nacionalista por medio del conocimiento de la época de la Colonia en México. Aunque el auge de esta literatura tuvo lugar entre 1917 y 1926, todavía después se siguieron produciendo este tipo

"linea del tiempo de la literatura colonial de mexico"

En 1521 hernan cortez conquista la gran Tenochtitlan 1523 llegan por mision del papá Adriano vl los franciscano a nueva España 1537 Carlos I expide las nuevas leyes prohíbe hacer exclavos a los nativos americanos 1551 se expide la cédula de la creación de la real universidad de nueva España 1585 en los actos de las sesiones Tenochtitlan cambio de nombre por México 1603 se arca el tribunal de santa cruzada 1638 la real identifica universidad de México incorpora en sus programas de estudio las cátedras de matemáticas y astronomía 1646 Andre de rivera indiga la redacción de la obra cronológica religiosa 1692 motín de la CDMX la plebe incendio el palacio de los reyes y el ayuntamiento 1700 Felipe v expide las reformas borbónicas como instrumento para modernizar a España ante el avance técnico político 1720 se reprimen los encomiendos de los indios 1753 nacimiento de Miguel Hidalgo y Castilla 1765 nacimiento de Jose María Morales y Pavón 1812 joce María Morelos forma el mando del ejército independiente 1815 Morelos derrotado hecho prisionero y también fusilado 1817 Francisco Javier mina aucente guerrero y continua en la lucha por la independencia 1821 se promolga el plan el Iguala concluye la independencia de México

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Podtudy Episódio #2 - FUTURO

Podcast da Casa de Criadores apresentado por:

André Hidalgo, DUDX, Johnny Luxo e Neon Cunha. Todas as terças um episódio novo no Spotify e Soundcloud!

Ouça: Episódio #2 - FUTURO

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Silvester

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Not Equal, Jal Vieira, Dendezeiro, Diego Gama

Isaac Silva

Dua Lipa

Miley Cirus

Grimes

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Filme HER (ELA)

Blade Runner

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Matrix

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AMLO esta tan cabron que ya hasta descongelo a Miguel Hidalgo para que de el grito

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Bugsident Fabvil: Who is What?

This is my huge list of Resident Evil characters and how I would draw them if they were a Bug in the Bug Fables Universe. Why am I doing this? Because I’m a little obsessed with both games and the thought won’t leave my brain. Keep in mind that I have not beaten every game in the series: I haven’t played all the spinoffs, for example. For those reasons (as well as me just generally being a stoopit) some notable characters may not be on this list. I intend to come back to this post and edit it when I draw more of these ideas (if a name has a * next to it that means I’ve drawn said character as said bug), and maybe in one of those updates I’ll add one or more of the characters I forgot. Hope you lot like this idea too. 

(Also, is a little spoiler-y for several RE titles, keep that in mind. Finally, keep in mind that this is long as hell.)

Resident Evil

Chris Redfield - Cricket*

Jill Valentine - Ant*

Rebecca Chambers - Honeybee*

Barry Burton - Beetle*

Richard Aiken - Wasp

Enrico Marini - Beetle

Forrest Speyer - Termite

Albert Wesker - Wasp*

Lisa Trevor - Earwig

Resident Evil 2

Claire Redfield - Cricket*

Leon S. Kennedy - Moth*

Ben Bertolucci - Mosquito

Brian Irons - Hornet

Marvin Branaugh - Wasp

Robert Kendo - Ladybug

Emma Kendo - Ladybug

Ada Wong - Grasshopper

HUNK - Wasp

Sherry Birkin - Plasterer Bee

William Birkin - Plasterer Bee

Annette Birkin - Plasterer Bee

Resident Evil 3

Carlos Oliveira - Termite *

Mikhail Viktor - Termite

Nikolai Zinoviev - Termite *

Brad Vickers - Ant *

Dario Rosso - Butterfly

Tyrell Patrick - Stickbug

Nemesis - Mantis *

Resident Evil 4 -

Ashley Graham - Beefly

Ramon Salazar - Cicada

Bitores Mendez - Disguised as a Roach, is actually a Centipede

Jack Krauser - Moth

Osmund Saddler - Firefly

Ingrid Hunnigan - Termite

Luis Sera - Grasshopper

The Merchant - Grasshopper

Resident Evil 5 -

Sheva Alomar - Stag Beetle

Josh Stone - Stag Beetle

Excella Gionne - Moth

Ricardo Irving - Honeybee

Oswell E. Spencer - Roach

Resident Evil 6

Helena Harper - Butterfly

Deborah Harper - Butterfly

Piers Nivans - Cricket

Jake Muller - Wasp

Adam Benford - Roach

Ustanak - Beetle

Derek C. Simmons - Fly

Carla Radames - Grasshopper

Carla Pre-Adaification- Mantis

Resident Evil 7

Ethan Winters - Moth

Mia Winters - Moth

Jack Baker - Silverfish

Marguerite Baker - Silverfish

Lucas Baker - Silverfish

Zoe Baker - Silverfish

Joe Baker - Silverfish

Peter Walken - Cicada

Andre Stickland - Mantis

Clancy Jarvis - Damselfly

Eveline - Earwig

Resident Evil 8

Alcina Dimitrescu - Wasp Queen *

Bela, Daniella, and Cassandra Dimitrescu - Wasp “Princess”

Donna Beneviento - Termite

Angie - Termite

Salvatore Moreau - Damselfly

Karl Heisenberg - Roach

Mother Miranda - Earwig

Rosemary Winters - Moth (Caterpillar for most of the story)

The Duke - Bumblebee

Resident Evil 0

Billy Coen - Leafbug

James Marcus - Roach

Resident Evil: Code: Veronica 

Alfred Ashford - Dragonfly

Alexia Ashford - Dragonfly

Alexander Ashford - Dragonfly

Steve Burnside - Cicada

Rodrigo Juan Raval - Cricket

Resident Evil Revelations

Parker Luciani - Ladybug

Jessica Sherawat - Honeybee

Quint Cetcham - Lemon Fruity Bug

Keith Lumley - Lime Fruity Bug

Clive R. O’Brian - Termite

Morgan Lansdale - Roach

Jack Norman - Mantis *

Raymond Vester - Stickbug

Rachel Foley - Ant

Resident Evil Revelations 2

Moira Burton - Beetle

Natalia Korda - Moth

Pedro Fernandez - Cicada

Gabriel Chavez - Mantis

Gina Foley - Ant

Neil Fisher - Cricket

Alex Wesker - Wasp

Evgeny Rebic - Ladybug

Resident Evil: The Umbrella Chronicles 

Sergei Vladimir - Mantis

Resident Evil: The Darkside Chronicles

Manuela Hidalgo - Grasshopper

Javier Hidalgo - Grasshopper

Resident Evil: Survivor 

Ark Thompson - Moth

Lotte Keith - Cricket

Lily Keith - Cricket

Vincent Goldman - Wasp

Andy Holland - Bumblebee

UT Commander - Mosquito

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NUVO Dance Convention, Chicago, IL: RESULTS

High Scores by Age:

NUbie Solo

1st: Calla Massey-’Control’

2nd: Sadie Wilson-’Barbie Girl’

2nd: Aubrey Mooney-’Calling All The Monsters’

3rd: Brady Rosenberg-’Look Out’

Mini Solo

1st: Aoife Nugent-’Blackbird’

2nd: Nina Poulimas-’Buenos Aires’

2nd: Ella Dobler-’Sara’

3rd: Eva Coufal-’As We Lose Sight’

4th: Taylor Page-’The Rose’

5th: Sydney Madurzak-’Eden’

5th: Gracie Adamson-’Rich Girl’

5th: Olivia Manship-’The Water Rises’

6th: Emmie Plitt-’This Old Heart of Mine’

7th: Sage Sulentic-’Breathe’

8th: Brielle Baumgart-’Blink of an Eye’

9th: Lilah Ryan-’Clay’

9th: Landry Wilson-’Let Her Go’

10th: Olivia Georgy-’I Can Breathe Again’

Junior Solo

1st: Natalia Garcia-’Hallelujah’

1st: Kylie Kaminsky-’The Offering’

2nd: Audrey Mayernik-’All Human Beings’

3rd: Ellie Buckland-’Le Jazz Hot’

3rd: Ella Sexton-’My Breaker My Keeper’

3rd: Kenley Fogltanz-’One Mistress’

4th: Kendall Burkhart-’Bending Shadows’

5th: Emma Arentz-’Noise’

6th: Nathan Carter-’Bringing The Heat’

6th: Amelia Duncan-’Lonely’

7th: Jake Siswick-’Corner of the Sky’

8th: Alessandra Rocco-’Avril14th’

8th: Madeline LaCoursiere-’Mama Yo’

8th: Gabriel Johnson-’When There Is Love’

9th: Keighan Kinard-’Native’

9th: Lily Neumann-’Red Flags’

9th: Sienna Yilk-’Sines’

10th: Keira McCarthy-’I Will Wait’

10th: Lila Block-’Madam’

10th: Sophia Padilla-’We Move Lightly’

Teen Solo

1st: Kylie Buedel-’Freyr’

1st: Ella Querrey-’Ottto’

2nd: Andres Jiminez-’Frontieres’

2nd: Blanche Arnold-’How To Be Your Own Person’

3rd: Taylor Dieter-’Portrait’

3rd: Tess Muelbroek-’The Prayer’

3rd: Scarlett Szewczyk-’Things They Don’t Talk About’

3rd: Ryan Hyun-’Underwater’

4th: Kaitlin Menz-’All Is Fair’

4th: Alexis Adair-’A.M’

4th: Ella McCarthy-’Anna’s Theme’

4th: Athena Reel-’Emerge’

4th: Cassie Kefalas-’Jealous’

4th: Sophia Springer-’Lannantuoni-’Thousand Years’

5th: Reese Noha-’Another Love’

5th: Callie Weinert-’Comfortable’

5th: Quinn Fridrich-’Cute’

5th: Micaella Gennett-’Remember’

5th: Kaja Chow-’Retreat’

5th: Kylie Czarnik-’Solace’

5th: Zoey Straka-’White Flip Flops’

5th: Brandon Wolfington-’yeah.’

6th: Audrey Donnelly-’Breakdown’

6th: Addison Sadowski-’iMi’

6th: Isabella Laucys-’Mood’

7th: Sophie Madden-’Collision’

7th: Audrey Zhu-’Everybody Knows’

7th: Emma McMahon-’On Broadway’

8th: Abigail Welenc-’Formidable’

8th: Keira McDonald-’Painting Greys’

9th: Shane Gould-’Changes’

9th: Kenzie Karges-’Enter One’

9th: Anna Coufal-’Into Wind’

9th: Sophia Balara-’Peace’

9th: Nevi Marinakos-’Rain’

10th: Avery DePaul-’Dissolved’

10th: Lilly Loften-’Greim69′

10th: Samantha Veerachat-’I Do What I Love’

10th: Delaine Tyler-’Inhale’

10th: Dylan Newman-’Next To You’

10th: Lara Kounkel-’The Sacrifice’

Senior Solo

1st: Katrina Hidalgo-’Jump’

1st: Elle Tosh-’Rubble’

1st: Sophie Tosh-’The’

2nd: Elisabeth Pabich-’The Art of Dealing With Pain’

3rd: Olivia Zeiml-’Armira’

3rd: Minda Li-’Efforts to Reignite’

4th: Samantha Schmaling-’Then I Heard A Bachelor’s Cry’

4th: Gabrielle Koenig-’Treve’

5th: Katie Kim-’River Rise’

5th: Kendall O’Keefe-’Sweet Dreams’

5th: Jordin Suwalski-’The End’

5th: Lexi Heath-’Visions of Gideon’

6th: Kaya Martin-’Golden’

6th: Ellie Rowoldt-’Remedy’

7th: Ola Asuan-’Gold’

7th: Brianna North-’Melancholia’

7th: Olivia Wegner-’Ship In A Bottle’

7th: Maliah Keaton-’Street Fighter’

7th: Colin McKee-’Tomorrow’

8th: Avery Boose-’Both Sides’

8th: Olivia Papa-’The Lakes’

8th: Emma Sangorska-’Twilight’

8th: Mackenzie Haensgen-’Vendetta’

9th: Ella Schwarzenbach-Don’t Look Down’

9th: Madeline Bannwarth-’Godspeed’

9th: Rachel Samojedny-’Heart of Glass’

9th: Cammie Schultz-’Past Lives’

9th: Madison Burkhart-’Revolution’

10th: Keaton Eakins-’All My Heroes’

10th: Kayla Kamilis-’A New Emotion’

10th: Amelya Fox-’The Wire’

10th: Allie DeMay-’Timeless Flight’

NUbie Duo/Trio

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Wash That Man’

2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Get Silly’

Mini Duo/Trio

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Take It’

2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Girls Just Wanna Have Fun’

3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Do It Like This’

Junior Duo/Trio

1st: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Spring’

2nd: Accent on Dance Mukwonago-’Smiling With You’

3rd: Embody Dance Company-’Ashes’

Teen Duo/Trio

1st: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Cello Sonata’

2nd: The Colony-’Slippin’

3rd: Nolte Academy-’Unison’

Senior Duo/Trio

1st: Nolte Academy-’Colors’

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Hot Hit’

1st: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Symphony of Sorrow’

2nd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Lonely’

3rd: Academy of Dance Arts-’Circumstance’

NUbie Group

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’How Will I Know’

2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Walk The Dinosaur’

Mini Group

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’I Won’t Hurt You’

2nd: Steps Dance Center-’SHHHH!’

3rd: Inspire School of Dance-’Despicable Me’

Junior Group

1st: Academy of Dance Arts-’All That’s Left’

1st: The Colony-’Lose Control’

2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Jet Black’

3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Falling’

3rd: Inspire School of Dance-’Tightrope’

Teen Group

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Magnets’

2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Get Low’

3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Ripple Effect’

Senior Group

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’Confessions’

2nd: Woodbury Dance Center-’What Happens to the Heart’

3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Forget Your Troubles’

NUbie Line

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’Monday Monday’

2nd: Elevate Dance Experience-’Zero to Hero’

3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Special Delivery’

Mini Line

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Go Your Own Way’

2nd: Impact Dance Studio-’You Can’t Stop The Beat’

3rd: Inspire School of Dance-’I Do What I Love’

Junior Line

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Derniere Danse’

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Mein Herr’

2nd: Impact Dance Studio-’Hallelujah’

3rd: Academy of Dance Arts-’Perfect Harmony’

Teen Line

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’New York New York’

2nd: The Colony-’They Don’t Love You’

3rd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Santa Maria’

Senior Line

1st: Woodbury Dance Center-’Cleopatra In New York’

2nd: Impact Dance Studio-’Here Comes The Rain’

3rd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Uninvited’

Mini Extended Line

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Ay Caramba!’

2nd: Elevate Dance Experience-’Pray’

3rd: Steps Dance Center-’I Won’t Dance’

Junior Extended Line

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’It’s A Hard Life’

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’Thoughts’

2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Looking for Something’

3rd: Inspire School of Dance-’Get Jiggy’

Teen Extended Line

1st: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Recomposed Summer’

2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Flight of Fancy’

2nd: Inspire School of Dance-’Ya Nas’

3rd: Elevate Dance Experience-’Everybody’

Senior Extended Line

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Show Me’

2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Gimme A Beat’

3rd: Academy of Dance Arts-’Epiphany’

Junior Production

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’One More Time’

Teen Production

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’Free’

2nd: Elevate Dance Experience-’All For Us’

High Scores by Performance Division:

NUbie Jazz

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’How Will I Know’ 2nd: Elevate Dance Experience-’Zero to Hero’ 3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Let’s Boogie’

NUbie Hip-Hop

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Special Delivery’

NUbie Lyrical

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’We Belong’

NUbie Specialty

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’Monday Monday’

Mini Jazz

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’You Can’t Stop The Beat’ 2nd: Inspire School of Dance-’I Do What I Love’ 3rd: Inspire School of Dance-’Awoo’

Mini Ballet

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Pizzicato Polka’

Mini Hip-Hop

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Ice Cream’ 2nd: Steps Dance Center-’SHHHH!’ 3rd: Inspire School of Dance-’Roller Girlz’

Mini Tap

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Pennies from Heaven’

Mini Contemporary

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’I Won’t Hurt You’ 2nd: Inspire School of Dance-’Cattails’ 3rd: Elevate Dance Experience-’Pray’

Mini Lyrical

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Go Your Own Way’ 2nd: Inspire School of Dance-’Daughter’ 3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Rainbow’

Mini Musical Theatre

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Ay Caramba!’ 2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Revolting Children’ 3rd: Elevate Dance Experience-’We Go Together’

Mini Specialty

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’Despicable Me’ 2nd: Inspire School of Dance-’Zooma Zooma’

Junior Jazz

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’One More Time’ 1st: Academy of Dance Arts-’Perfect Harmony’ 2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Dummy’ 3rd: Embody Dance Company-’I Want To Love You’

Junior Ballet

1st: Steps Dance Center-’One Note’

Junior Hip-Hop

1st: Steps Dance Center-’New Zs’ 2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Jet Black’ 3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Looking for Something’

Junior Contemporary

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’Thoughts’ 2nd: The Colony-’Lose Control’ 3rd: Steps Dance Center-’From The Lily Pad’

Junior Lyrical

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Hallelujah’ 2nd: Academy of Dance Arts-’All That’s Left’ 3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Falling’

Junior Musical Theatre

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Mein Herr’ 2nd: Elevate Dance Experience-’I Wanna Rock’ 3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Telephone Hour’ 

Junior Specialty

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Derniere Danse’ 2nd: Inspire School of Dance-’It’s A Hard Life’ 3rd: Inspire School of Dance-’Tightrope’

Teen Jazz

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’Free’ 2nd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Santa Maria’ 3rd: Inspire School of Dance-’Somebody to Love’

Teen Ballet

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Welcome to the Jungle’ 2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Concerto’ 3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Ascension’

Teen Hip-Hop

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Magnets’ 2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Get Low’ 3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Back It Up’ 3rd: Inspire School of Dance-’Give It Away Now’

Teen Tap

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Brain Stew’ 2nd: Steps Dance Center-’In The Air Tonight’

Teen Contemporary

1st: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Recomposed Summer’ 2nd: The Colony-’They Don’t Love You’ 3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Ripple Effect’

Teen Lyrical

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’Son’ 2nd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Then You Look At Me’ 2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Nicest Thing’ 3rd: Embody Dance Company-’Turning Tables’

Teen Musical Theatre

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’New York New York’ 2nd: Elevate Dance Experience-’A Chorus Line’ 3rd: Embody Dance Company-’Nowadays’

Teen Specialty

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Flight of Fancy’ 1st: Inspire School of Dance-’Ya Nas’ 2nd: The Colony-’Said and Done’ 3rd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Highest Flood’

Senior Jazz

1st: Woodbury Dance Center-’Cleopatra In New York’ 2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Forget Your Troubles’ 3rd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Fade’

Senior Hip-Hop

1st: Steps Dance Center-’Show Me’ 2nd: Woodbury Dance Center-’CrAzY’

Senior Tap

1st: Academy of Dance Arts-’Creep’ 2nd: Academy of Dance Arts-’Bird Song’

Senior Contemporary

1st: Inspire School of Dance-’Confessions’ 2nd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Uninvited’ 2nd: Woodbury Dance Center-’What Happens to the Heart’ 3rd: Academy of Dance Arts-’Calamity’

Senior Lyrical

1st: Academy of Dance Arts-’Epiphany’ 2nd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’How Do I Live’ 2nd: Steps Dance Center-’Empty Space’ 3rd: Woodbury Dance Center-’Vagabond’

Senior Specialty

1st: Impact Dance Studio-’Here Comes The Rain’ 2nd: Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Moonlight Presto’ 3rd: Steps Dance Center-’Gimme A Beat’

Best NU Groups:

NUbie

Steps Dance Center-’Special Delivery’

Inspire School of Dance-’Monday Monday’

Elevate Dance Experience-’Zero to Hero’

Mini

Steps Dance Center-’Ice Cream’

Inspire School of Dance-’I Won’t Hurt You’

Impact Dance Studio-’Go Your Own Way’

Junior

Steps Dance Center-’New Zs’

Inspire School of Dance-’It’s A Hard Life’

Academy of Dance Arts-’Perfect Harmony’

Impact Dance Studio-’Derniere Danse’

The Colony-’Lose Control’

Teen

Inspire School of Dance-’Ya Nas’

Impact Dance Studio-’New York New York’

The Colony-’They Don’t Love You’

Elevate Dance Experience-’All For Us’

Steps Dance Center-’Magnets’

Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Recomposed Summer’

Senior

Inspire School of Dance-’Confessions’

Impact Dance Studio-’Here Comes The Rain’

Woodbury Dance Center-’Cleopatra In New York’

Academy of Dance Arts-’Epiphany’

Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Moonlight Presto’

Steps Dance Center-’Forget Your Troubles’

Studio Pick:

Steps Dance Center-’Magnets’

Academy of Dance Arts-’Epiphany’

Artistic Edge Dance Centre-’Recomposed Summer’

Elevate Dance Experience-’All For Us’

Embody Dance Company-’Turning Tables’

Inspire School of Dance-’Ya Nas’

Lake Shore Dance-  Port Washington-’Heaven I Know’

[orion-hq]

Welcome, @orzelda !

Feminino — Olivia Rodrigo.

De onde vem essa magia? Ah, é Amihan Zelda Hidalgo Santos! Ela é uma Cephei, sabia? Além disso, é uma veterana, porque chegou por aqui em julho de 2020. Pelas habilidades dela, claramente se trata de uma autem e sua matéria extra é o uso da necromancia. Depois da aula, podemos encontrar ela no clube de estudos da vida humana e praticando corrida com criaturas. Já estou doido para saber tudinho sobre essa bruxinha!

Moradia: Cabana 3.

Qualidades e defeitos: Amigável e inteligente + Ingênua e despreparada.

Twitter: @amizelda.

Não são todos aqueles que conseguem se comunicar com o outro lado tão bem - mas Andres era exímio nisso; e desde sempre ensinou a sua pequena bruxinha, Amihan, a controlar suas magias. Assim como o pai, a garota era uma Cephei e adorava todo o conhecimento que os que já passaram podiam conferir a ela. A vida da pequena família tinha tudo para dar certo, mas os olhos tradicionais da comunidade onde viviam não aceitava aquela criança estranha que vivia com seus amigos imaginários e Amihan sofreu um ataque, morrendo pela mão de humanos que não entendiam o seu talento.

Assim que descobriu, Andres fugiu da cidadela onde morava - não sem antes atear fogo na Igreja durante um serviço. Cego pela dor de ter perdido aquela que era mais preciosa para si, o bruxo recorreu à magia de sangue, desesperado para tê-la em seus braços novamente. A quimera que o filipino havia criado começou assustadora, mas com trabalho o homem conseguiu moldá-la à imagem da falecida. O ritual havia lhe custado muito - e talvez, tudo.

Afetado pelo Pecado que a magia de sangue lhe infligiu, o pai deixou Amihan Zelda aos cuidados da Órion para que ela se mantivesse segura. Eles dificilmente podiam se ver, pois Andres estava constantemente fugindo dos sentinelas que já sabiam sobre o pecador. Mesmo assim, os poucos dias que o Santos podia ver a criança, já era o suficiente. 

Zelda não tem ideia da sua real origem; as suas memórias foram copiadas da original e ela nem cogita ser, na verdade, uma quimera. Os sentinelas também não sabem e ela jamais entregaria o pai à lei. 

[annafricatv]

The number of people killed in the fuel pipeline explosion that happened on Saturday in Hidalgo, Mexico has risen to 73 while 74 others are severely injured. #AfricanNewsNetwork The number of people killed in the fuel pipeline explosion that happened on Saturday in Hidalgo, Mexico has risen to 73 while 74 others are severely injured.

[transtranscendence]

2014 - We will not be silenced. We must fight back against transphobia.

For the 2 unknown people murdered on January 5, 2014, in Trujillo, La Libertad, Peru.

For Elizalber Oliveira de Mesquita, murdered on January 5, 2014, in Teresina, Piauí, Brazil.

For Alondra Hidalgo Cardenas, murdered on January 5, 2014, in Zulia, Venezuela.

For Michele Coelho de Morais, murdered on January 6, 2014, in Marataízes, Espírito Santo, Brazil.  

For “Marco” Noé López, murdered on January 7, 2014, in San Pedro Sula, Cortés, Honduras.

For Paloma, murdered on January 8, 2014, in Belém, Pará, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on January 9, 2014, in Acapulco, Guerrero, Mexico.

For the unknown person murdered on January 10, 2014, in Goiânia, Goiás, Brazil.

For Luana Professora, murdered on January 10, 2014, in Ipiranga, São Paulo, Brazil.

For A.I.L., murdered on January 14, 2014, in Jarinu, São Paulo, Brazil.

For Ronald Alonzo Sosa, murdered on January 16, 2014, in Aragua, Venezuela.

For Toni Gretchen, murdered on January 16, 2014, in São Benedito, Nordeste, Brazil.

For Cristal Nascimento de Araújo, murdered on January 19, 2014, in Potengi, Nordeste, Brazil.

For Catalina Ramirez, murdered on January 19, 2014, in Cali, Valle del Cauca, Colombia.

For Suman Singh, murdered on January 20, 2014, in Guwahati, Assam, India.

For Buxexa, murdered on January 23, 2014, in Messejana, Fortaleza, Ceará, Brazil.

For “Antonio” José Araya, murdered on January 25, 2014, in Presidente Derqui, Buenos Aires, Argentina.

For the unknown person murdered on January 25, 2014, in Ciudad Nezahualcóyotl, Estado de México, Mexico.

For Ador Kha, murdered on January 26, 2014, in Jahurpur, Bangladesh.

For Thifani, murdered on January 27, 2014, in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. 

For Joice Freitas Vieira, murdered on January 28, 2014, in Castanhal, Pará, Brazil.

For Jennifer Castro, murdered on January 28, 2014, in Santa Fe, Argentina.

For Tissia, murdered on January 28, 2014, in Itaguaí, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on January 29, 2014, in Messejana, Fortaleza, Ceará, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on January 29, 2014, in Juiz de Fora, Minas Gerais, Brazil.

For “Juliano” de Souza Cruz, murdered on January 29, 2014, in Salgueiro, Pernambuco, Brazil.

For Sarita de Almeida Oliveira, murdered on January 29, 2014, in Itabela, Nordeste, Brazil.

For Gutta, murdered on January 29, 2014, in Carapicuíba, São Paulo, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on January 30, 2014, in Buenos Aires, Argentina.

For the unknown person murdered on January 31, 2014, in Sucre, Venezuela.

For Nahomi Lui Inuma, murdered on January 31, 2014, in Iquitos, Maynas, Peru.

For Paola Alves Pererira, murdered on January 31, 2014, in Piacabucu, Alagoas, Brazil.

For Raissa Xavier, murdered on February 1, 2014, in Cuiaba, Brazil.

For Alison Reyes López, murdered on February 4, 2014, in Tijuana, Mexico.

For Tatty, murdered on February 7, 2014, in Belo Horizonte, Brazil.

For Noiser Java Paima, murdered on February 11, 2014, in Miraflores, Brazil.

For C.A. Portela Rosin, murdered on February 11, 2014, in Campo Mourão, Paraná, Brazil.

For Denise Cobos Reyes, murdered on February 14, 2014, in Ceresita, Ecuador.

For Narongchai Kliangnoi, murdered on February 16, 2014, in Nakhon Sawan, Thailand.

For the unknown person murdered on February 16, 2014, in Ribeirao Preto, Brazil.

For Sevda, murdered on February 17, 2014, in Gaziantep, Turkey.

For “Jose Andres” Cuenca Adrian, murdered on February 17, 2014, in Guayaquil, Ecuador.

For Jessica Gaviria, who died on February 17, 2014, in Antioquia, Colombia.

For “Alex” Mederios, murdered on February 18, 2014, in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

For Robertona, murdered on February 18, 2014, in Chapeco, Brazil.

For Paulete, murdered on February 19, 2014, in Taguatinga, Brazil.

For Camila Veronese, murdered on February 19, 2014, in Braganca Paulista, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on February 23, 2014, in Nova Serrana, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on February 26, 2014, in Tandil, Argentina.

For the unknown person murdered on February 27, 2014, in Sao Paulo, Brazil. 

For Ronnachai Pobai, murdered on February 27, 2014, in Kanchanaburi, Thailand.

For the unknown person murdered on February 28, 2014, in Guayaquil, Ecuador.

For A.S.S., murdered on February 28, 2014, in Vitoria da Conquista, Brazil.

For Kitana, murdered on February 28, 2014, in Aracaju, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on February 28, 2014, in Rio de Janiero, Brazil.

For Andressa Pinheiro, murdered on March 1, 2014, in Joao Pessoa, Brazil.

For Rose Maria, murdered on March 2, 2014, in São Paulo, Brazil.

For Mile, murdered on March 3, 2014, in  São Paulo, Brazil.

For Marimar, murdered on March 3, 2014, in Itaitinga, Brazil. 

For Queen, murdered on March 4, 2014, in Uganda.

For Jessica, murdered on March 8, 2014, in Tabasco, Mexico.

For Coco, murdered on March 8, 2014, in Edmonton, Canada.

For the unknown person murdered on March 9, 2014, in Aparecida de Goiania, Brazil.

For Vanessa Alves da Silva, murdered on March 10, 2014, in Angelica, Brazil.

For Paulete, murdered on March 12, 2014, in São Paulo, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on March 14, 2014, in Luziano, Brazil. 

For Dani, murdered on March 16, 2014, in São Paulo, Brazil.

For Paulete Lima dos Santos, murdered on March 17, 2014, in Teresina, Brazil.

For Nicole, murdered on March 18, 2014, in Vitoria, Brazil.

For Agamenon, murdered on March 19, 2014, in Itaberaba, Brazil.

For Cecilia Báez Barboza ("Caramelito"), who died on March 22, 2014, in Bahía Blanca, Buenos Aires, Argentina.

For the unknown person murdered on March 23, 2014, in São Paulo, Brazil.

For Marciana Ricardo da Silva, murdered on March 24, 2014, in Iguatu, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on March 26, 2014, in Medellín, Antioquia, Colombia.

For Giovana Souza Silva, murdered on March 28, 2014, in São Paulo, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on March 29, 2014, in Joao Pessoa, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on March 29, 2014, in Makati City, Philippines.

For the unknown person murdered on March 31, 2014, in Guerrero, Mexico.

For the unknown person murdered on April 2, 2014, in Manaus, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on April 7, 2014, in Maceio, Brazil.

For Mileide, murdered on April 7, 2014, in Serra, Brazil.

For Poly Moreira, murdered on April 7, 2014, in Fortaleza, Brazil.

For Giovanna Reyes Almeida, murdered on April 9, 2014, in Sante Elena, Ecuador.

For Manuel Clicerio, murdered on April 13, 2014, in San José de Viñedo, Durango, Mexico. 

For Valquiria Ribeiro Oliveira Brito, murdered on April 20, 2014, in Rondonopolis, Brazil.

For Joahana Jiménez Mateus, murdered on April 21, 2014, in Isla Trinitaria, Ecuador.

For Cagla Joker, murdered on April 21, 2014, in Istanbul, Turkey.

For Aldana Palacios, murdered on April 22, 2014, in Resistencia, Argentina. 

For Michelle Rodríguez Naranjo, murdered on April 27, 2014, in Medellin, Colombia.

For Tábora Anduray, murdered on April 27, 2014, in San Pedro Sula, Honduras.

For the unknown person murdered on April 29, 2014, in Taguatingo, Brazil.

For Madeline, murdered on April 30, 2014, in RImac DIstrict, Peru.

For Jorge Alberto Hernández Pérez, murdered on May 1, 2014, in Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico.

For the unknown person murdered on May 1, 2014, in Andijk, Netherlands.

For J. Ganito, murdered on May 5, 2014, in Cauayan City, Isabela, Philippines.

For Nicole Lima da Silva, murdered on May 5, 2014, in Betim, Brazil.

For the 2 unknown people murdered on May 10, 2014, in Belo Horizonte, Brazil.

For “F.J.” Rodriguez, murdered on May 13, 2014, in Florianopolis, Brazil.

For Jenifer Penha, murdered on May 14, 2014, in Uniao da Vitoria, Brazil.

For “S.J.” Nascimento Lima, murdered on May 15, 2014, in Salvador, Brazil. 

For J.A.P.G.S., murdered on May 18, 2014, in Palmares, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on May 20, 2014, in Acapulco, Guerrero, Mexico.

For Carmela Ponciano Fiscal, murdered on May 25, 2014, in Veracruz, Mexico. 

For Anuario Alexander Hernández Álvarez, murdered on May 25, 2014, in Teguicigalpa, Honduras.

For Bruna, murdered on May 25, 2014, in Atibaia, São Paulo, Brazil.

For Rosse López Meraz, murdered on May 26, 2014, in Ciudad Juarez, Chihuahua, Mexico.

For Marcia, murdered on May 29, 2014, in Porto Alegre, Brazil.

For La Chiquis Vásquez Sánchez, murdered on May 31, 2014, in Veracruz, Mexico.

For Esteban Esteban Hernández Arias, murdered on June 1, 2014, in Tamaulipas, Mexico.

For Johel José Soturno Soturno, murdered on June 4, 2014, in Maracaibo, Venezuela.

For Kandy Hall, murdered on June 4, 2014, in Baltimore, MD, USA.

For José René Cruz, murdered on June 8, 2014, in Usulután, El Salvador.

For Ruvy, murdered on June 10, 2014, in Coahuila, Mexico.

For Bertín Hernández Ángeles, murdered on June 14, 2014, in Hidalgo, Mexico.

For Reynaldo Hipólito Contreras, murdered on June 15, 2014, in Veracruz, Mexico.

For A.P. Silva, murdered on June 16, 2014, in Recife, Pernambuco, Brazil.

For Mia Henderson, murdered on June 16, 2014, in Baltimore, MD, USA.

For Shayara, murdered on June 18, 2014, in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. 

For Micheli, murdered on June 19, 2014, in Araguina, Brazil. 

For “A.L.” Borges Rocha, murdered on June 23, 2014, in Cuiaba, Brazil.

For Tiffany Edwards, murdered on June 26, 2014, in Cinncinnati, OH, USA.

For “W.” Porfilho de Ramos, murdered on June 29, 2014, in Coruripe, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on June 30, 2014, in El Salvador.

For Ulises Humberto Rosales, murdered on July 1, 2014, in San Salvador, El Salvador.

For the unknown person murdered on July 9, 2014, in Caaporã, Paraíba, Brazil.

For Sthefanye, murdered on July 9, 2014, in Joao Pessoa, Paraíba, Brazil.

For Cristal Celeste Cotrina Fasabi, murdered on July 10, 2014, in Lima, Peru.

For Kellen Santorine, murdered on July 13, 2014, in Uberaba, Brazil.

For Jaime Javier Hernández Martínez, murdered on July 16, 2014, in San Pedro Sula, Honduras.

For Jada, murdered on July 20, 2014, in Georgetown, Guyana.

For Tyra Sinclair, murdered on July 20, 2014, in Georgetown, Guyana.

For the unknown person murdered on July 23, 2014, in Mexico City, Mexico.

For Dafine dos Santos Cameiro, murdered on July 27, 2014, in Paranagua, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on July 31, 2014, in Nuevo León, Mexico.

For Lazaro, murdered on July 31, 2014, in Morelos, Mexico.

For the unknown person murdered on July 31, 2014, in Mexico City, Mexico.

For Willy, murdered on July 31, 2014, in Coatzacoalcos, Mexico.

For Camila, murdered on July 31, 2014, in Braganca Paulista, Brazil.

For M. Gadelha dos Santos, murdered on August 8, 2014, in Fortaleza, Ceará, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on August 8, 2014, in Logrono, Spain.

For Estrella García Chávez, murdered on August 10, 2014, in Veracruz, Mexico.

For N.N., murdered on August 10, 2014, in Itaquaquecetuba, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on August 15, 2014, in Detroit, MI, USA.

For Thifany, murdered on August 29, 2014, in Carapicuiba, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on August 31, 2014, in Nezahualcoyotl, Mexico.

For Terezinha de Araujo, murdered on September 6, 2014, in Uruara, Brazil. 

For the unknown person murdered on September 13, 2014, in Choloma, Honduras.

For Cris, murdered on September 13, 2014, in Foz do Iguacu, Paraná, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on September 14, 2014, in Guarulhos, Brazil.

For “F.L.” da Silva, murdered on September 14, 2014, in Sao Manuel, Brazil.

For Martel Ramón Figueroa Ortiz, murdered on September 15, 2014, in Choloma, Cortez, Honduras.

For Marcela Duque López, murdered on September 15, 2014, in Medellin, Colombia.

For Cielo Mercado, murdered on September 20, 2014, in Caloocan, Philippines.

For Mahadevi, murdered on September 24, 2014, in Bangalore, India.

For Bili, murdered on September 25, 2014, in Rawalpindi, India.

For the unknown person murdered on September 25, 2014, in Maracaibo, Venezuela.

For Hector García, murdered on September 30, 2014, in Nayarit, Mexico.

For Alexis, murdered on September 30, 2014, in Monte Plata, Dominican Republic.

For the unknown person murdered on October 2, 2014, in Campeche, Mexico.

For Rafaela Cavalcante da Silva, murdered on October 2, 2014, in Fortaleza, Brazil.

For Gull dos Santos, murdered on October 2, 2014, in Rio Largo, Alagoas, Brazil. 

For Aniya “Asia” Parker, murdered on October 2, 2014, in Los Angeles, CA, USA.

For the unknown person murdered on October 5, 2014, in Juan B. Justo, Argentina.

For Kitty Collins, murdered on October 6, 2014, in Atlanta, GA, USA.

For Cingene Gul, murdered on October 9, 2014, in Istanbul, Turkey.

For La Negra Capote Galvis, murdered on October 10, 2014, in Cali, Colombia.

For Kajal Mansuri, murdered on October 10, 2014, in Vadodara, India.

For “Agnaldo Claudio” Colombelli, murdered on October 12, 2014, in Passo Fundo, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on October 16, 2014, in Manaus, Brazil.

For “José Juan” Sena Sánchez, murdered on October 20, 2014, in Quintana Roo, Mexico.

For Glydel Libranda, murdered on October 22, 2014, in Quezon Province, Philippines.

For “Paulo” Vieira Martins, murdered on October 22, 2014, in Paraguana, Brazil. 

For Keeta, murdered on October 23, 2014, in Bahalwapur, Pakistan. 

For Paulinha B.F., murdered on October 26, 2014, in Itaquaquecetuba, Brazil. 

For Daniela Guerrero León, murdered on October 27, 2014, in Sonora, Mexico.

For Jefa Vallejo Murillo, murdered on October 29, 2014, in Guayaquil, Ecuador.

For Flavia Alcantara de Souza, murdered on October 31, 2014, in Goiana, Brazil. 

For Maicon, murdered on November 1, 2014, in Porto Velho, Brazil.

For Kimberly Sody Reyes, murdered on November 1, 2014, in Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic. 

For Raissa, murdered on November 2, 2014, in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. 

For Raquel Cardoso de Oliveira, murdered on November 4, 2014, in Parnamirim, Brazil.

For Layla Bursa, murdered on November 8, 2014, in Sao Paulo, Brazil. 

For “Omer Jeison” Batista Guzman, murdered on November 10, 2014, in Santo Domingo, Domincan Republic.

For “Leucima” Pereia dos Santos, murdered on November 14, 2014, in Colatina, Brazil. 

For “Edgar” Tolentino, murdered on November 14, 2014, in Estado de México, Mexico.

For the unknown person murdered on November 15, 2014, in Jundiai, Brazil.

For “José” Carrizo, murdered on November 15, 2014, in Pilar, Argentina.

For the unknown person murdered on November 16, 2014, in Ceilandia, Brazil.

For Ramona dos Santos, murdered on November 16, 2014, in Valenca, Brazil.

For Leley Medeiro dos Santos, murdered on November 16, 2014, in Valenca, Brazil.

For Tiara Franco, murdered on November 17, 2014, in Roma, Italy.

For “Alvaro” Galván, murdered on November 18, 2014, in Adrogue, Argentina.

For Pamela, murdered on November 20, 2014, in Campo Grande, Brazil.

For “Jose Mauricio”, murdered on November 20, 2014, in Fortaleza, Brazil.

For Melissa Cevaallos Montenegro, murdered on November 25, 2014, in Guayaquil, Ecuador.

For the unknown person murdered on November 29, 2014, in Goianinha, Brazil.

For Patricia Silvestre, murdered on November 29, 2014, in Mossoro, Brazil. 

For “Antonio” García, murdered on November 29, 2014, in Veracruz, Mexico.

For the unknown person murdered on November 30, 2014, in Nayarit, Mexico.

For Joana Veloso de Oliveira, murdered on November 30, 2014, in Recife, Brazil.

For Sonny Angila, murdered on December 2, 2014, in Groningen, Netherlands.

For Vamesa Araujo Cobiz, murdered on December 2, 2014, in Valera, Venezuela, Mexico.

For Pamela Maité Moreno, murdered on December 3, 2014, in Argentina.

For Jamile Macedo da Silva, murdered on December 3, 2014, in Manaus, Brazil.

For Valeria Sabogal García, murdered on December 4, 2014, in Risalda, Colombia.

For “Wilman José” Buelman Cassiani, murdered on December 5, 2014, in Maracaibo, Venezuela.

For Keymori Shatoya Johnson, murdered on December 6, 2014, in Albany, NY, USA.

For “Jesús Esaú” Soriano Lizárraga, murdered on December 9, 2014, in Sinaloa, Mexico.

For Rafaela da Silva Souza, murdered on December 10, 2014, in Goiana, Brazil. 

For “Danilo Roger” Ramos Silvero, murdered on December 12, 2014, in Lucas do Rio Verde, Brazil.

For Joaquinha Gomes Policarpo, murdered on December 12, 2014, in Pocinhos, Brazil. 

For Nikelly, murdered on December 13, 2014, in Nova Iguacu, Brazil.

For Vanessa, murdered on December 14, 2014, in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.

For Claudia Costa, murdered on December 14, 2014, in Belo Horizonte, Minas Gerais, Brazil.

For Cristal da Silva, murdered on December 14, 2014, in Belo Horizonte, Minas Gerais, Brazil.

For “Gildasio Rodrigues” dos Santos, murdered on December 14, 2014, in Belem, Brazil.

For “Claudinei” Paes de Oliveira, murdered on December 15, 2014, in Cuiaba, Brazil. 

For “Paulo Sergio” Gomes da Silva, murdered on December 16, 2014, in Goiana, Brazil. 

For Angel Gaby Robles Salmeron, murdered on December 17, 2014, in Mexico City, Mexico.

For the unknown person murdered on December 25, 2014, in Salta, Argentina.

For the unknown person murdered on December 25, 2014, in Caucaia, Brazil.

For Marisol Morales Almeida, murdered on December 25, 2014, in Guayaquil, Ecuador.

For Elizue Nobre, murdered on December 26, 2014, in Pacajus, Brazil.

For the unknown person murdered on December 31, 2014, in Oaxaca, Mexico.

For the unknown person murdered on December 31, 2014, in Morelos, Mexico.

For all the other trans siblings who were murdered or went missing.