#cancoes

[rebeccaqi]

Zoonomaly zulia x zookeeper

[plagiarismfreesounds]

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[stevenspacil]

CANCO Stop In Grand Forks & Christina Lake, BC. A chain of gas stations ...

A bold alternative to big-box retailers, Canco was born from a vision to become a leading gas and retail brand. We purchase high quality fuels from Canadian refineries who meet or exceed our high standards of quality.

[nofuckingbody]

FILHA DA PUTA MAIS GOSTOSO Q JA PISOU NO BBB PUTA QUE PARIU

[mothmiso]

Colca canyon (2) (3) (4) (5) by Panegyrics of Granovetter

Via Flickr:

(1) The remote oasis of Canco. (2) Rufous-naped ground tyrant with perfect posture. (3) A dust devil. (4) (5) Viscacha!     

[totallycirclek]

Circle K, have you ever been to a Canco gas station, or a PetroCan? And if so, did you enjoy it?

Sincerely, a very Canadian EhNon

I have not. I would never

[variousqueerthings]

Ode to Walt Whitman // BY FEDERICO GARCÍA LORCA

Transcription under the cut:

North American fairies,

Pajaros of Havana, 

Jotos of Mexico,

Sarasas of Cadiz, 

Apios of Seville, 

Cancos of Madrid,

Floras of Alicante, 

Adelaides of Portugal.

Perverts of the world, dove-killers!

[alinasjornadas]

Indicação Semanal = “Canções de Ninar de Auschwitz"

🖋 PUBLICAÇÃO DE = Mario Escobar

📃 PÁGINAS = 224

Avaliação: 5.0 ⭐

O livro discorre sobre os 16 longos meses em que uma m��e de cinco filhos é encarcerada num dos Campos de Concentração/Extermínio mais famosos da rede localizada no Sul da Polônia, de operação do Terceiro Reich no decurso da Segunda Grande Guerra Mundial. Com validações reais, as narrações acompanham resquícios do diário original de Helene Hannemann, Alemã designada pela ideologia do período como Ariana “pura”, que segue o marido e suas crianças, ambos de descendência cigana, para um percurso de aflições.

https://codinomeviesacademico.blogspot.com/2024/01/indicacao-semanal-cancoes-de-ninar-de.html

#CançõesdeNinardeAuschwitz #MarioEscobar

[spook-study]

Humanoids from the Deep [a.k.a "Monster"] (1980) starts with every content warning you can possibly have in a movie. Don't bother checking Does the Dog Die, because if you are someone who needs to check, this movie isn't for you. Humanoids from the Deep explodes onto your screen, starting with the killing of a child, resulting in an ungodly amount of blood in the water, and the subsequent explosion of the boat he was on, taking his raving, sobbing father who just watched his son die down to the depths with him. Not to mention a few deckhands for good measure. Following this up we have the visible death of a dog, followed by a shot of his mutilated corpse, then being shown the corpses of at the other fishermen's dogs sprawled all over the dock and their boats. Top off that rapid succession with casual racism, using a slur for Native Americans that some may not have even heard, and there's little room for doubt about what kind of movie you're about to witness.

If you even make it that far.

The movie isn't one for resting, however. The classic call of teenagers having sex on the beach is one heard loud and clear by the titular creatures. Just because they're kept mostly hidden, as is the usual case when it comes to lower budgeted horror, doesn't mean you don't see exactly what happens between the proverbial sheets. The filming leaves no room for questioning: a young woman gets abducted and sexually assaulted by a monster, so clear you can count the thrusts. Humanoids from the Deep straddles the hard line of 80s schlock and full exploitation, and it's swaying from side to side drunk on its own craziness. Depending on the night, or the person, it could very easily fall to either side.

While we don't get a nice clear view of the monsters upon their first introduction, where would the fun in that be, that doesn't mean we don't get a good look. A lot of B-Horror is embarrassed by their creature effects, latex prosthetics and masks mushed with paint and goo in an attempt to make the monsters look scary. If you're lucky, you'll get some tentacles waving around by fishing line. But the full body suits of Humanoids are pretty gross and definitely gross enough for the crux of their existence. It's a nice change of pace to see a monster that actually looks good enough to do what it does. Not great, but definitely good enough.

Not only that, the movie swings hard with gore effects. Blood and guts abound in Humanoids, so if that's your bread and butter, you'll have plenty at the table. It's definitely a pleasure when a lower-budget movie puts the money into grossness. A lot of modern horror has a strange sense of dryness to it- even the blood looks clean. But fish monsters at a fishing town with a fair going on? All the juicy goodness you could be looking for is right here waiting for you.

When it gets down to the movie itself, Humanoids fully places itself in the film oeuvre of the sexy female scientist with Dr. Susan Drake. Stunningly beautiful and stunningly frazzled, intelligence and dogged pursuit of the truth is all of a sudden incredibly hot. Yet, unlike her contemporaries, Dr. Susan ends up being appropriately dressed, for the most part. She wears full outfits that are quite modest for a movie in which its very premise is monsters attacking and sexually assaulting women. When she explores, trying to find the answer to this hormonally mutated mystery, they have her in a full yellow fisherman's garb and boots tromping around in the water and mud.

And tromp around she does, much to the chagrin of the newly implanted cannery she's working for. That's right! She's working for the very company, cleverly named "Canco," that's the direct cause of the monsters. Far too literal to be ignored, the movie starts off with one of the leading men stating the cannery will ruin the town, and he certainly isn't wrong. Going against the grain for company-employed scientists in horror, scientific integrity becomes the sexiest thing that Dr. Susan brings to the table. She doesn't care who did what, her employer or otherwise, she wants to solve the problem because of the ecological implications of crazy fish men running around raping unsuspecting teens who all seem to think the beach is the place to be when it comes to sex.

The scene surrounding the second couple of teens is one of the craziest seductions ever put to film. The young man seduces a lovely young lady with his ventriloquist dummy.

It works. It just. It works?

Well, works up to the point of those good monsters showing up and crashing the party. And they're not the only ones who fall victim to these crazy fish. While the monsters collect ladies they impregnate (if they even survive the initial attack) that doesn't mean they don't kill indiscriminately. And there will be blood- galore. Spraying, shooting, tearing, ripping, bashing, spurting, flinging, flying, you name it. It's gushy and wet and and it all looks so damn good. And the Humanoids certainly do not care who is subject to their wild ways. Brothers, boyfriends, friends, women, children: if it breathes, the Humanoids are coming.

While the plot may be thin, how much do you truly need when walking full tilt into a movie called Humanoids from the Deep? Hormonally enlarged salmon being eaten by some other big fish out in the sea and those fish turning into air-breathing bipedal sex maniacs in no time flat? Why not. And, despite all the sleuthing and mystery-solving and heavy handed dialogue about the displacement of indigenous populations and destruction of small town America, the climax at the annual festival is definitely full of climaxes. Some brain-bashing and gasoline later, what we know of the Humanoids have been defeated. Toss in a classic horror end-of-movie stinger and the movie wraps.

So what does a movie like Humanoids from the Deep have to offer? This is the kind of movie your mother would tut-tut at, or yank from VHS and send you to your room with a harsh word, and maybe that's all that it is. Humanoids feels secret, subversive. As horror comes more and more into the light of public acceptance, so too have harsher and harsher low-budget horror movies touting "Old-School" appeal. It's movies like Humanoids they're referring, but what people tend to forget is that there's always more. There's an evil corporation, there's people fighting to help, there's fear and there's pain and there's dread. More than hack-and-slash gore effect after gore effect without anything else going on, Humanoids from the Deep keeps its silly little plot clipping right along for all 80 of those minutes.

It seems there's some disconnect with what "Old-School" horror was and did. Modern day effects and society means things you could never have shown when Humanoids came out is now being called "Old-School." Humanoids is shocking not only because of what it presented, but because of what it couldn't present. Imagination is the strongest producer of fear, after all. When the limits are pushed and pushed and broken completely, there's nothing left of the original dark-alley appeal that made these movies so cool. There are some things in Humanoids that might have you shocked even today, and that's staying power. Will we be able to say the same for the shock violence being put to film today? Will we be able to see a monster riding a carousel filmed in 2023?

Humanoids from the Deep is a perfect example of what all those middle-aged men call old-school horror, but don't let that deter you. Ignore the film bros and holier-than-thous and, if you have the stomach for it, give Humanoids from the Deep a try for yourself. Be grossed out, laugh, have fun, because that's what movies like this are for. They're for late-night slumber parties with your friends and midnight screenings in the woods at night. Watch it while you're camping or while your out on a boat. Watch it with all the atmosphere you can and remember how fun fear can be.

Sure, it may not reinvent the wheel, but this collection of creature and gore effects, a sexy female scientist, a rugged Native-American hero, a bunch of racists getting what-for and a bunch of innocent women being attacked is certainly a prime example of everything horror was and everything horror can be.

From well-known schlock producer of the best gutter trash Roger Corman, it certainly won't be everyone's cup of tea. Still, Humanoids from the Deep (1980) gets a fond 3/5.

Go ahead. Live a little.

[ybcpatrick]

canco had peace tea on two for $3. if god hates gay ppl explain that

[semioticas]

Beijo de Nan Goldin

"Rise & Monty kissing", foto de 2011 de Nan Goldin – uma imagem da exposição e fotolivro "Canções de Amor, Fotografia e Intimidade", que selecionou histórias de amor em 70 anos da história da fotografia.

Veja mais em:

Semióticas – Fotografia e canções de amor https://semioticas1.blogspot.com/2023/06/fotografia-e-cancoes-de-amor.html

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[congtymaican]

Cân Điện Tử Hay Cân Cơ Tốt Hơn

Cân điện tử hay cân cơ đều là thiết bị đo lường quan trọng trong cuộc sống hằng ngày, từ việc cân đo hàng hóa trong siêu thị, nhà máy cho đến cân trọng lượng cho nhu cầu cá nhân tại nhà. Hiện nay, trên thị trường có hai loại cân phổ biến là cân điện tử và cân cơ. Nhiều người dùng vẫn còn băn khoăn giữa việc chọn loại cân nào để sử dụng. Vậy, cân điện tử hay cân cơ tốt hơn?

candientu #canco

congtymaican #maican

https://congtymaican.com/tin-tuc/can-dien-tu-hay-can-co-tot-hon/

[plagiarismfreesounds]

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[cenaindie]

Fuzz Feelings – 17 bandas, 17 canções de amor https://cenaindie.com/album/fuzz-feelings-17-bandas-17-cancoes-de-amor/

[worlder-kid]

dizem “o tempo cura” para me desinquietar o coração e, maioria das vezes, desinquieta, de fato. Deixar a dor se gastar com o tempo.

Hoje, me deixou mais inquieta, no entanto.

Porque sei que que é verdade, o tempo cura. E quando não tivermos mais a perspectiva de se ver, o tempo vai começar seu trabalho.

E eu sei que para mim vai passar todo esse amor desse jeito bem feliz e doce que nunca tive vai passar. Para você tambem.

Eu vou continuar te amando, pois aprendi a carregar todas as minhas versões —prática que ensinam há séculos mas que só comecei a fazer agora (e isso me rendeu altas aventuras até achar as Laras que deixei sozinha no frio)— e a minha versão de hoje te ama; Vou continuar te amando também mais velha, depois do tempo passar e curar, pois como guardo tatuagens para me lembrar daquilo que é importante na vida, guardarei você como lembrete das coisas que você me ensinou. Te amarei como aquele que fez a minha versão de vinte e poucos muito feliz.

Enquanto isso você vai fazer memória, um carinho nostálgico (finalmente suas saudades crescerão em nostalgia, como te digo sempre) e você não vai mais me amar. Não sei se hoje você me ama; não que importe

Não que esse desbalanço futuro me importe muito também.

Mas o fato de que não tenho escolha sem ser me curar é triste. Eu não quero que as minhas saudades se tornem nostalgia.

Eu finalmente entendi aqueles que guardam amores em segredo.

Sempre me imagino contando aos meus filhos todas essas coisas que eu vivi, quanod finalmente comecei a viver uma inocência que eu nunca soube viver. Como era verão, como aos sábados iamos ao mercado em testaccio comer e depois encontravamos alguma festa para dancar ate tarde, como você me fazia rir o caminho todo ao onibus noturno, como decidiamos em 2 minutos o que comer no dia segui te afinal na italia tudo tem gosto de ceu como davamos de comer a tartarugas como fomos a um milhao de cinemas como eu aprendi a amar d enovo o cinema ckmo eu me apaixonei escutando Ennio Morricone como o ceu tinha cheiro de grama e sol, como me apaixonei pela danca de um menino, como ria de piadas bobas enquanto jogavamos basquete, como você nunca me odiou por jogar mal mentira, como fcomemos pizza em castel ganfolfo no por do sol e uma procissao passou, como na primavera você me chamou para comer tiramisu e passear do nada, como você se apaixonou oelas minhas cancoes, como você me deu tantos e tantos amigos… tudo que ja começo a esquecer. Cenas com detalhes intricados que, para mim e só para mim, se embolam em pequenos bordados costurados em mármore.

Agora, finalmente entendi, como disse, quem guarda uma vida toda quase em segredo.

Hoje, esses dias sao a minha vida inteira, e quero a guardar em um oedaço de pedra preta e levar em um colar que descansará em meu peito.

Não quero contar tudo que vivi para ninguem.

porque não quero te lembrar com nostalgia

quero te lembrar com a fresqueza de um adeus recente para sempre e ficar triste com saudades de tudo. Ter a dor de um luto do tipo de fim de acampamento nas férias só que maior

mas o tempo cura e que pena que cura.

espero um dia te rever para saber o que acontece quando isso acontece

[bamboomusiclist]

10/15 おはようございます。Anita O'day / at Mister Kelly's mgv2113 等更新しました。

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