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VIENEN A CURRAR!!! Hola @Santi_ABASCAL Mira qué fácil es desmontar los bulos de mierda que tú y tu piara lanzáis a diario sobre los inmigrantes. Video publicado por Rubén Sánchez @RubenSanchezTW

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Manolo Mantero

Le Refuge

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The shelter - by Manolo B. Mantero, Spanish

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Tatjana Patitz

Photographed by Herb Ritts for the October 1988 issue.

Manolo Mantero fotografias drogas e ferragens

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Viaggio nella Fabbrica dei Sogni: l’albo speciale della Segio Bonelli Editore per Comicon Napoli 2024

L’anno scorso, in occasione dell’edizione 2023 di Napoli COMICON, Sergio Bonelli Editore diede alle stampe, al prezzo speciale di 1 euro, “Benvenuti nella Fabbrica dei Sogni”, un albo con nove, ormai introvabili, avventure brevi di altrettanti eroi bonelliani. Visto il successo dell’iniziativa, in occasione dell’edizione 2024 della fiera partenopea, la casa editrice milanese proporrà “Viaggio…

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'comer o coraçāo' by rui chafes + vera mantero in 26ª bienal de são paulo (2004)

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sharing something like this...

Stars and Stripes - the American Land 6 of 7

Looking better to this shot of the Bryce Canyn at sunset I noticed the strange behaviour of light and colors when they impressed the sensor of my camera.

We go from the reds, through the whites, till the blue, af first sight it reminds me the American Flag, and for sure, it has its colors.

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virgin venezolano diciendo que votes a milei vs chad senegales diciendo "pero OJO 👆" cuando le sacaron el puesto mantero

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The Shelter - by Manolo B. Mantero, Spanish

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Manolo Mantero

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Muro humano en Bilbao para defender a los manteros de la policía. Simplemente impresionante.

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Manolo Mantero

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Unknown - by Manolo B. Mantero, Spanish

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Thank You For The Smile

Manolo Mantero

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Stubbornness and unicorns

I did something, or rather this post made me do it.

I blame @prahacat 💜

I'm actually grateful, because it finally got my stubborn muse in gear to work on a story that has been haunting my brain for some time.

This is shameless fluff, mpreg, pregnant Obi-Wan (Anakin is the father), and Obi-Wan and Dooku having a moment in Serenno's castle garden.

And maybe there are unicorns. 🦄

***

Obi-Wan walked slowly along one of the many well-landscaped paths in the sprawling park surrounding Castle Serenno mindful of his condition. His stately dressed companion graciously matched his speed to his slow pace, mercifully ignoring the small sighs of frustration that escaped him, kindly lending him an arm to lean on as they made their way.

Only when they stopped in the shade of a large tree did he speak while Obi-Wan rested a hand over his bulging midsection, rubbing reassuringly over the spot where one of his children was eagerly kicking at his taut skin.

"While I'm sure it would be hopeless to tell you once again that I don't think these long walks will benefit you when you are this far along, I'm sure my words will be ignored as always," his stern-looking companion declared with an undertone of resignation.

“You are correct in that assumption,” Obi-Wan replied, flashing him one of his most charming smiles.

"As I am sure you are fully aware of, it is a well-known truth that stubbornness is an inherited trait in your lineage, Count."

"It seems so," the older man admitted with a heavy sigh, "and please, Obi-Wan, how often may I ask you to call me Yan?"

"At least a few times more."

Count Dooku of Serenno let out a small frustrated sigh. His lineage was a constant headache that he was convinced would be the end of him one day soon.

Sensing that it would be fruitless to try to persuade his grand padawan to return to his comfortable chambers, determined as he was to wander, he chose not to argue further as they continued.

They walked in pleasant silence under the bright autumn sun who cast its glow over the wide expanse of the castle gardens that was laid out in the imposing shadow of Castle Serenno. The high, already snow-covered mountains rose in the background and in the pale blue sky above them, both moons were clearly visible, Mantero almost full where it stood low above the horizon.

The park was an oasis of green and lush life, where plants native to the planet and imported species were tastefully arranged in a well-organized style with clean lines that reflected the planet's ruler. Paths and small streams ran between tall trees and bushes, creating intricate patterns and a pleasant background sound with their muffled gurgling. In some places, large open lawns were replaced by small groves of trees, both evergreen and deciduous, in their golden, red and orange fall splendor. Beds of late flowering herbs gave off a pleasant spicy fragrance that mingled with the ripe scent of malum fruit.

Obi-Wan and Yan had just stepped into a small clearing surrounded by tall spruces when a group of slender and elegant creatures surrounded them, only slightly shy to get close to the bipedal creatures.

They were an extremely rare species, reminiscent of equus in their appearance, and thought to be extinct. But a small group still existed, their existence a well kept secret. The beautiful creatures with their gleaming pearly white skin and long elegantly twisted horns had long been sought after prey, not so much for their beauty or rarity, but because they were highly force sensitive and were believed capable of healing and granting eternal life.

Gently they nudged their soft muzzles against Obi-Wan's bulging belly, neighing low in greeting to the unborn children resting there, attracted by their innocent but already powerful signatures. Honored by their closeness and trust, Obi-Wan gently stroked his hands over their soft ears and smooth horns.

Yan also got his share of attention, though more hesitantly, as some darkness still lingered like shadows around him. But the largest stallion, his horns gleaming golden in the sun, allowed him to stroke his neck in a gesture of trust offered to the one who had originally prevented their final extinction.

Against the wishes of his former Sith Master, Dooku had chosen to save these magnificent creatures when he had tracked down the very last of their kind, starved and scared. Under the influence of his former padawan and his young apprentice, he had brought them to Serenno where they now thrived and multiplied.

Five slender foals romped playfully among the adults eagerly seeking Obi-Wan's attention.

TBC