#autopsy of a life
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“Le coeur enclavé dans le jazz des nuits folles et les baisers humides troqués, je cherche l'amour disparu dans les rues brumeuses de la cité. Mais le silence de mon âme errante demeure captif d'une mélancolie inachevée.„
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“With my heart locked in the jazz of wild nights and wet kisses exchanged, i search for lost love in the foggy streets of the city. But the silence of my wandering soul remains captive to an unfinished melancholy.„
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— Fred Leforgeur-Baudelaire
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Applied Visual Art : Yulia Luchkina “Full Moon"
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pharmasrightarm · 1 month ago
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oops, still feral over pre-war Dead End Dratchet
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(drift: you're rusting at every joint gasket: but isn't that doctor chummy with the cops? we're literal thieves??)
started with the headcanon that drift hung around the clinic like a feral wet cat for a while, then halfway through shading these, I started thinking, what if deadlock was an especially reliable assassin because he knew what kind of damage would make sure that even the best of the best couldn't bring you back
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sculien · 1 year ago
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THE AUTOPSY OF JANE DOE (2016) Dir. André Øvredal
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taylortruther · 10 months ago
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i think the songs on the album will be utterly earnest and personal, but it is so interesting that she's juxtaposing the supposed authenticity of the "tortured poet" (the idea that to be artistic you must be dark, tortured, etc and your work must reflect that in a specific way, or you're not considered a real artist, maybe even a sellout, a shill) with "department," a concept that implies administration or detachment, a mere method of organization. as if the act of creating "tortured art" has been catalogued, maybe even commodified or turned routine. like, even the way she presents her art, her truth, as "evidence"... the way her songs about her life are organized and labeled as "artifacts," even though they are intimate and personal. there's just a few layers of irony here that i'm really excited for, and that addresses so much of discourse around her artistry, life, and mythology.
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aurorangen · 5 months ago
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There are some things we will remember for the rest of our lives
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[She couldn't have. I kept telling myself those words until they sounded believable. Billy also had conflicting thoughts about her innocence, judging from his face and actions in the following hours. We didn't know what was the truth. Ultimately she was innocent, but it was no easy task getting there]
[The police at Gibbs Hill provided the documents such as the forensics reports and witness testimonies, but they made no sense. The stab wound images didn't match the weapon. The witness testimonies were under fake names. Not a lot of biological evidence. Unfortunately, the only thing plausible was the fingerprints]
[When my mum was interrogated, she had a right to a lawyer, so she contacted the only person she could think of, Sunny Chaudhry, a criminal defence lawyer and old friend. He came to meet me straight after with details]
Sunny: Vincent, I will do everything possible to prove your mother is innocent. She has been framed.
[Initially, there were disputes between Sunny and Billy's police department with cooperating. He was defending the criminal after all. Further review of the documents proved something was off with Gibbs Hill Police and they decided to reinvestigate the murder. Expert help was vital to reinforce the evidence]
[Another autopsy was done to estimate the time of death, cause and identity. Immediate observation showed he wasn't my father. The body identified was a murder victim, from a case solved a week back. It was enough proof. All that was left was for Sunny to finish the legal procedures and defense strategy for the trial]
[Then the day of the trial came. I listened intently to every word he spoke and forgot my anxiety. The verdict was my mum was not guilty and she was released from all charges. Immediate investigation was to be done on Gibbs Hill Police. Sunny looked so powerful in front of everyone: I was mesmerised by his confidence]
Well, this was my idea for why he wanted to be a lawyer! Seeing Sunny fight for Payton to prove her innocence, opened Vincent's eyes. It's quite meaningful because one impacted his own life in such a significant way. And yes I brought back an old face.
Vincent: [whispers to himself] I want to be like that one day. A lawyer?
[It was a job that positively impacted society, a job that held so much authority. A responsibility to uphold justice and fairness. It provided a voice to the voiceless, a voice that would be heard by people]
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embeccy · 11 months ago
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"Do you still perform autopsies on conversations you’ve had long ago?"
- Donte Collins
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ccbatman · 9 months ago
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actually so sick how they made steph into a martyr for everything wrong with gotham when she lived her whole life trying to prove that she was everything right
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ellis-ofwoolworth · 8 months ago
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one fact about operation mincemeat that i am absolutely heartbroken they left out of the musical is the fact that charles cholmondeley wore bill's uniform for 3 months to wear it out. i'm really just picturing charlie walking onto stage in the uniform, all the characters immediately treating him like a new, really cool character before he speaks and characters and audience alike realise 'oh. that's just charlie. fine'.
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neembu · 9 months ago
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so many of you get so incredibly defensive about your opinions and beliefs because you dont have anything to actually defend them. because your only tie to them is the fact it has been drilled into your heads since childhood and you never dared to explore deeper let alone question it
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blabbershere · 7 months ago
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Do you still perform autopsies on conversations you've had lives ago?
— Donte Collins
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eyeofthenewt1 · 2 years ago
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A Ritual Gone Wrong
[Petrichor, OC]
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“Dans l'antre du club de jazz, où l'obscurité se marie à l'ivresse, je m'enfonce dans l'ombre, isolé dans ma détresse. Le serveur, parfois messager discret des prémices concubines, me transmet, sur un voile, une écriture divine.
"Bonjour, Monsieur", alors, commence l'histoire de cette nouvelle vie ; une femme élégante, envoûtante mélodie. Elle désire être le chemin où nos pas se confondent, où nos empreintes tracent ensemble une autre ronde.
Dans l'attente fébrile, je pose ma plume sur le papier. "Bonjour, Madame," ma réponse, fragile pensée - peut-être, sur le chemin où je me suis égaré, nous croiserons-nous - vouée à découvrir nos affinités.
Le serveur, tel un oiseau portant mon émoi, la serviette en main, vers elle se déploie. Et ainsi, entre les harmonies et les murmures ensorcelants, s'ouvre l'étrange bal de deux amants au destin voluptueux et troublant.„
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“In the den of the jazz club, where darkness blends with intoxication, i sink into the shadows, isolated in my distress. The waiter, sometimes the discreet messenger of concubine premices, transmits divine writing to me on a veil.
"Bonjour, Monsieur", then, begins the story of this new life ; an elegant woman, bewitching melody. She wants to be the path where our footsteps merge, where our footprints trace together another round.
In feverish anticipation, i put pen to paper. "Bonjour, Madame," my reply, a fragile thought - perhaps, on the path where i've lost my way, we'll cross paths - destined to discover our affinities.
The waiter, like a bird carrying my emotion, napkin in hand, towards her, unfurls. And so, between bewitching harmonies and murmurs, the strange dance of two lovers with a voluptuous and troubling destiny begins.„
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— Fred Leforgeur-Baudelaire
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Visual art applied : Watercolor, felt-tip pens and oil : FLB (Fred Leforgeur-Baudelaire)
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alexjcrowley · 2 years ago
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I love kenstewy I do but I still think about when with my mom I saw the first episodes of Succession and Stewy was introduced and they were in the bathroom and Stewy did a line of coke after asking Kendall if he wanted some but Kendall said he was sober and my mom didn't even look at me and said "Friends don't do coke next to recovered addict" and then stayed silent for the rest of the scene. And I still think about it. What does this say about Stewy.
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batcavescolony · 9 months ago
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S5 E5 Supernatural
I'm sorry guest star Paris Hilton?
Sam and Dean's faces at the local cops stupidity 💀💀💀. Dean geeking out over James Dean's car (but it's a fake rip). They travel around the country and didn't think to learn Spanish? I feel like that'd be helpful. Don't meet your heros I guess? I feel bad for Sam, he feels bad for releasing Lucifer. Did they have Paris Hilton make fun of celebrities? Finally some reconciliation! We're moving forward, progress!
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carefulfears · 1 year ago
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I can name so many middle aged men who look like dug up mummies so saying that revival ‘dilf’ Mulder is ugly is kinda wild 😭
i just need us all to be a little bit more SERIOUS.
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icelogged · 1 year ago
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doomed boy as a gender
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