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dariusmetzner · 2 years ago
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Die Theodor-Heuss-Brücke zwischen #Mainz und #Mainzkastel am Abend mit der Spiegelung der Lichter im #Rhein. The Theodor Heuss Bridge between #Mainz and #Mainzkastel in the evening with the reflection of the lights in the #Rhine. #Mainzer #deutschland #germany #moguntia #mainzigartig #mainzgefühl #nikon #nikonz7ii #mainzamrhein #rheinlandpfalz #rheinhessen #mainzliebe #night #nightphotography #langzeitbelichtung #nikonzseries #timeexposure #hessentourismus #city #hessen #wiesbaden #stadtfotografie #mainzbleibtmainz #mainzaltstadt #mainztagram #mainzcity (hier: Theodor-Heuss-Brücke) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnUpGd-sudR/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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nijinokanatani · 4 months ago
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Eugene Hartung (1897-1973)
Mainzer Cats
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sentimental-obsessions · 1 year ago
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frankfurtphoto · 2 months ago
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Neue Mainzer Straße, Innenstadt, 2024
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too-hot-to-hoot · 2 years ago
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Mainzer Cats, a series of linen and photochtome post cards by mid-century artist Eugen Hartung depicting everyday life in 1940s-1960s America. Chaos frequently ensues.
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geblisst · 8 months ago
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chats-cosmiques · 8 months ago
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Alfred Mainzer
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projectorpheus · 2 years ago
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MAINZER ⋅𖥔⋅ 30, M ⋅𖥔⋅ COMBAT
trigger warnings: violence, blackmail, death
They say you can't afford kindness in this world. They say there are humans, but humanity has long been extinct. They say your family is lost to you — the lowest of the social classes, starving and hopeless. Bound to become fodder for the hungry Earth. You clench your jaw, ignore the rage that has taken root in your belly in place of emptiness. You say: WATCH ME SAVE THEM.
When The Divide came, it came as no surprise that your family wasn't selected for the underground cities. You had no gold to feed S Corp's greed; no sharp-tongued excellence to cleave through to their organs and attach yourself as necessary. But your family possessed what few still remembered: warmth. Trust. Even if a single crumb had to be divided six ways; even when it was more air than sustenance — you were grateful. You were happy. But you should have known that the trials aboveground required more than you could give. Animals were no more in this world — A NEW SORT OF BEAST HAD RISEN IN ITS PLACE. Endless carnage; betrayal for the sake of survival. You watched as the members of your family sacrificed their hearts one by one. The beast spits in your face, eyes flashing your younger sister's molten gold. What is family? What is love? We all turn away when the stench of rot comes too close.
It was when your aging mother could no longer survive with the incessant moving and scavenging that you gave in. The selfish were not worthy of all the resources they had accumulated. No — it was your mother, who only ever gave and would flinch upon the thought of hurting another — that deserved it. She would never ask, but she didn't need to. You snuck into their community center in the dead heat of noon, thinking they would be asleep while the land was too dangerous to travel. YOU WERE WRONG. The beast laughs and laughs, teeth glinting in the sun as you are bloodied, bruised, and thrown out to the elements. Radiation had begun seeping into the marrow of your bones when you saw him, sunset behind his head like crimsoned halo. He offered you a deal: sever your own limbs; sever your humanity — for your family to live out their lives in comfort underground. Become a machine; a weapon, a mosaic of technology you never thought you could afford to even touch. You will hardly recognize yourself in the mirror, but at least you can recognize them. You, a machine. They, remaining human. You cut off your arm in front of him.
DYNAMICS
VOSTOK  ⋅𖥔⋅ THE ROPE THAT PULLS YOU FROM THE FLOOD CAN BECOME A NOOSE AROUND YOUR NECK
You are indebted to him. The one who ensures the safety and comfort of your family. He reminds you every time your grip starts to loosen on a neck, resolve weakening with innate sympathy. You kill so they can live. But his demands grow crueler by the day, your original implants eroded and battered, the little flesh and sinew you have left forced to be dismembered and enhanced. The joints you are ordered to dislocate start to resemble his. The irises whose light dissipate in your hands take on the color of his own. Your hatred grows day by day, only fed by the tears your mother sheds each time you return home. The desperate What will we do? What will we do? has changed to turmoil; to grief. Has to changed to WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
JUNO  ⋅𖥔⋅ IN DEFENSE OF LIGHTNING THERE IS ALWAYS A DARKNESS ASKING TO BE SPLIT OPEN
The first time they hacked into your system, you reacted not with malice, but with curiosity. They coded your hand to make a simple thumbs up, and a sound that you had long forgotten emerged from your throat: laughter. When was the last time you had taken an action without Vostok's prior approval? It's a taste of freedom, and you indulge in it. Let them play around with your code; make minor changes that could remain undetected. Until you aren't sure where you end and they begin.
PERDITA  ⋅𖥔⋅ TOO MUCH TENDERNESS CAN KILL THOSE WHO HAVE FORGOTTEN IT
Ward. You were assigned to keep a close watch on her. She is harmless, and sometimes you wonder if this assignment was not meant for preparation, but to relieve Vostok of his responsibility to cure her boredom. You know she is no better than you — another tool he will dismantle and destroy once his purposes are achieved. Yet she acts as if she's above you, asking questions that are better left unspoken; trying to unravel and nurse back the thread of humanity that had been taken from you. She makes you remember all that you have sacrificed. Humanity, dreams, softness. They are of little use to you, now. You don't hesitate to bare your teeth at her — teach her the way of the world you had been forced to learn.
TAKEN BY RAYA ⋅𖥔⋅ ALEXANDER DOMINGUEZ
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officialmainz · 2 years ago
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Der Domplatz in Mainz ist immer sehr belebt!
we lost something as a society when they took away town sqaures. now where are the public beatings supposed to occur? the grocery store aisles? the theatres? get real. give us back our public spaces
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dariusmetzner · 2 years ago
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Wenn morgens die Sonne aufgeht und alles in Gold taucht. Hier an der Eisenbahnbrücke in Mainz-Weisenau. #Mainz #Mainzer #deutschland #germany #moguntia #mainzigartig #mainzgefühl #nikon #nikonz7ii #mainzamrhein #rheinlandpfalz #rheinhessen #mainzliebe #nikonzseries #sunrise #sonnenaufgang #sunset #sunsetphotography #sunsetlovers #europe #city #cityphotography #stadt #stadtfotografie #mainzbleibtmainz #mainzaltstadt #mainztagram #mainzcity (hier: Bootshaus Mainz) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cpk9RfGMEoB/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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dijetemjeseca · 1 year ago
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St. Martin's Cathedral, 12/13.st., Mainz, Germany
Sokl, patuljasti galerije, slijepi lukovi, tornjevi, niše.
Velik utjecaj Cluny III na katedralu u Mainzu.
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nijinokanatani · 4 months ago
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Eugene Hartung (1897-1973)
Mainzer Cats
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martinstieger-blog · 2 years ago
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Weltweit erster Forschungscampus der Alma Mater Europaea
Credit: Pressefoto Scharinger / Daniel Scharinger Pressefoto – v.l. – Gründungspräsident der Europäischen Akademie der Wissenschaften und Künste Univ.Prof. Dr. Dr. h.c. Felix Unger, Präsidentin der Wirtschaftskammer Oberösterreich Mag. Doris Hummer, Präsident der Europäischen Akademie der Wissenschaften und Künste Univ.Prof. Prof. Dr. Klaus Mainzer, Bürgermeister der Gemeinde Rottenbach Ing.…
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frankfurtphoto · 1 month ago
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Neue Mainzer Straße, Innenstadt, 2024
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official-german-gaming · 1 year ago
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I love Wikis dedicated to one specific fandom
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nobrashfestivity · 3 months ago
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Max Kunzli Cat family being photographed ca. 1920 Inscription: mount verso (printed): No. 4724 Edition Max Künzli, Zürich 6.Imprimé en Suisse - Printed in Switzerland. Alfred Mainzer, 118 East 28th St., New York 16, N.Y.. color photomechanical reproduction 8.9 x 14.0 cm. George Eastman Museum
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