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S Main Street, Phillipsburg, New Jersey.
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Center St, Phillipsburg, New Jersey.
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I will be tabling at Phillipsburg Comic Con's Holiday Show this Saturday from 11-3 PM. I will be selling, Sketchbooks, comics, postcards, stickers and prints. If you are in the area-- feel free to stop at Phillipsburg High School and say hello
In addition to tabling-- I am also still accepting commissions for the holiday.
Portrait: $60 Half Body: $70 Full Body: $85 per character
If you are interested, please DM me here, on Ko-Fi, Twitter, or email me at [email protected]
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An A-B-A set of Jersey Central DR-4-4-1500's are ahead of a mixed freight at the once important industrial city and interchange point of Phillipsburg, New Jersey in the fall of 1948. John Maris photo.
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CNJ 4-6-2 #820 with a commuter train crosses the river from Easton, PA to Phillipsburg, NJ. 5/1/1931
#commuter train#cnj#central railroad of new jersey#1931#trains#passenger train#history#easton#pennsylvania#phillipsburg#new jersey
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the ashes by imogenbynight
1.2k | mature | deancas
a 13.01 coda with dean scattering cas' ashes. technically this is canon compliant but i feel like i need to trigger warn for like… cannibalism? not really but. man. idk.
Dean sits with the ashes when they get back to the bunker. Sits with them and stares and goes a little insane with it, until he can’t stop imagining himself cracking open the lid and reaching his fingers inside.
Would Cas be soft? Chalky, velvety, like the white-charred remnants of driftwood after a bonfire? Would he be rough as his voice; as the sand his pyre had been built upon?
With a belly full of fire and whisky and desperate unease, he stares and stares as his thoughts spiral. As he thinks about pressing his damp index finger into the ash and raising it to his mouth. Swallowing it down and letting Cas become a part of him.
He could keep Cas forever that way; absorbed into his being.
Fuck, he can’t stop thinking about it.
Years ago, they worked a case where a young couple had been so frantic with love, intensified to the trillionth degree by the cruel touch of famine, that they'd eaten one another alive. Torn into each other's flesh with teeth as they clung together, ecstatic and bloody. Dean remembers feeling as confused as he was revolted by what had seemed to him a far-too-literal leap from desire to hunger.
Now, though, he kind of understands it.
Because it wasn't hunger, exactly, that lead to such a violent conclusion. It was need, followed through to its inevitable end. And he gets it now. Gets wanting to take the one you love into yourself and keep them there always. To hold them so wholly that they become a part of you, so you can never be parted again.
Of course, that's the thing that stops him, in the end. Not what should have stopped him--not the sick, visceral horror of what ultimately equates to eating his best friend's remains, no matter how he spins it--but the fact that tying Cas to himself in such an irreversible way feels like a betrayal. A punishment to Cas' spirit, however much of it still exists. He can't do that. Can't force whatever part of Cas' grace or soul might linger in the ash to endure however many years Dean has left as a part of him. Can't tether Cas so selfishly in death when Cas had never seemed to want to stay with him in life.
Cas might have been the love of Dean's miserable fucking life, but he's not under any illusions that the feeling ran both ways.
He learned early that it wasn't even possible--learned before he'd even fully slipped into loving Cas himself. Learned before he ever could have known how important it would be to him. Anna had told him, point blank, and he'd seen the difference in her. Human, feeling; angel, cold. And sure, Cas has come a long way -- had come along way by the end. He feels. Dean knows he feels, and feels for him, in particular. But his capacity for it is limited, and it's never been clearer than in his ability to leave Dean behind at a moment's notice. He's detached. Was detached.
So he can't force Cas to be a part of him. Would never forgive himself.
When he had eventually started falling, he'd hoped the knowledge that nothing could ever come of it would help keep him from toppling headfirst into something deeper than a fleeting infatuation. He hadn't been so lucky.
And now here he is, staring down a can labeled Cafe Bustelo Medium Roast and thinking the kind of thoughts that make his stomach turn in endlessly cycling fits of longing and revulsion, all because he fell in love.
It's half past five in the morning when he decides he can't keep the ashes in the bunker. Can't have the sick temptation. Less because he thinks he's actually going to do it, and more because he knows he won't be able to stop thinking about it whenever he sees the tin. So he scoops up the tin, and creeps down to the garage to the Impala, and drives west on US-36.
Keeps driving until the rising sun starts turning the sky in his rearview a pale shade of pink, and he sees a few lonely lightning bugs blinking in and out of view on an quiet roadside near Phillipsburg.
He's pulled over before he's consciously decided to do so.
It's a pretty spot, is his first thought. Tall grass and scattered wildflowers spanning the open meadow which slopes down to a stream. A rusted old windmill stands vigil over the scene, slowly spinning in the gentle breeze.
Cas would like it here, is his second thought. Would gaze up at the windmill and make some observation about the ingenuity of human invention, and crouch down to watch the fireflies as they gently sink back into the grass at the arrival of the sun.
The image is so clear in Dean's mind that he forgets, just for a second, that Cas is gone. Or-- he doesn't forget, exactly. He just isn't thinking about it so directly. Is so focused on the visual of Cas in the tall grass beside him, on the memory of his voice and the way his long fingers would look dipping between blade of grass that when he looks back down at his hands, at the coffee can he's holding with white-knuckled grip, the reminder of why he's here is harsh enough to leave him winded.
"I woulda brought you here," he says once he's caught his breath, like Cas can hear him, but it's a lie. They rarely had downtime, and whenever they did Cas almost always took off. Dean was lucky to get him to stick around long enough to watch a movie, most of the time. But he'd have wanted to bring him here. That much is true. He would have wanted to.
"I hope--" he starts, then stops, drawing his lip between his teeth and looking first to the sky, then to the ground, then just closing his eyes. Taking several deep breaths. "Man... Cas. Cas, I hope you're--"
Okay. Safe. Alright. Fuck, but all the words he has equate to alive, and with me, and whole, and underneath them all an unwavering current of coming home soon. Anything else feels like another lie. His throat clicks on a swallow.
"I hope you're happy," he says finally, and pries the can open. Stares down at the small cloud of ash that rises with it. "I'm gonna miss you for fucking ever, but wherever you are... I really hope you're happy."
With the windmill at his back, and the field of flowers spread out before him, he lets Cas' ashes run through his fingers as he gives him over to the earth, and he doesn't notice the texture at all. He's too busy thinking about how Cas' hand felt in his the last time he'd helped him to stand. How heavy he'd been, then. How light he is now.
It's not until he's preparing to return to his car, wrung out and cracked open and raw as an exposed nerve, that he notices the thin cut on his ring finger. He must have nicked it on the coffee can, or the fence, or the dry grass, and it doesn't hurt, but-- his blood is swelling from it in a bright red drop, and his hands are dusty with ash. His heart lurches at the sight of Cas' ash and his own blood mingling.
He raises his finger to his mouth.
Cas is holy on his tongue.
[also on ao3]
#deancas fic#destiel fic#canon character death (temporary) (though not resolved in this coda)#cass writes fic#not beta read#once again i have failed to work on the things i need to work on and instead spent an hour writing whatever this is#also fun fact for anyone about to tell me how rare fireflies are in kansas:#when i put them into the fic i paused and thought i should google whether or not they exist in phillipsburg#and found a website called fireflyatlas.org#which has a map of firefly sightings#and through sheer luck (or dean winchester nexus of the multiverse theory in action) there is record of them existing#right around the coordinates of the location for the windmill/meadow that i'd chosen on google maps#if you saw this when i'd mistakenly written ''12.23 coda'' no you didn't <3
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Went back to Phillipsburg Mall, got these two shots before the mall cop told me to fuck off.
The Phillipsburg Mall opened to fanfare in 1989, the last mall developed in the Lehigh Valley which offered a fresh experience compared to all the other, 70s-era malls in the region. It badly hurt business at the much smaller nearby Palmer Park Mall. But fortunes turned for a few reasons, some of which were faults inherent in the design of the Pburg Mall.
But the main reason, no doubt, was the gradual offshoring of the Ingersoll-Rand Corporation, which had been Phillipsburg's largest employer & taxpayer for almost a century. Ingersoll-Rand employed 5,000 of Phillipsburg's almost 19,000 citizens in the 50s - declining to 500 employees by the time the plug was finally pulled in 2000. Ingersoll-Rand left its hometown of 97 years with no jobs, no taxes, and 380 acres of polluted, contaminated, vacant land. It's now based in Ireland, a tax haven. And Phillipsburg's population declined alongside the Ingersoll-Rand jobs.
The already-struggling mall was bought by slumlord Namdar Realty in 2013, who in 6 years bled the mall out before notifying the remaining tenants that they were being evicted on Christmas Eve no less, 2019. Despite overseeing the death of the mall in just 5 years' time, dishonest business practices allowed Namdar to profit millions of dollars from the Phillipsburg Mall.
#phillipsburg mall#photography#dead mall#dead malls#retail#deadmall#mall#malls#shopping mall#shopping malls#retail apocalypse#new jersey#abandoned places#abandoned#exploration#explore
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Marble Hill Ice Cave • Phillipsburg, NJ
#personal#adventures#marble hill#hiking#nature#adventure#naturecore#new jersey#warren county#phillipsburg nj#cave#ice cave#fall hikes#mushroom#spider
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Father writes "I, Joseph P. Cumberland Jr. hereby renounce my custody, guardianship, and paternity of the minor known as Arthur Lee Cumberland of Phillipsburg New Jersey for reasons that should be obvious to anyone who knows him."
Parents Magazine October 1944
#vintage ad#advertising#vintage ads#advertisment#1944#Phillipsburg New Jersey#fountain pen#pen#1940#1940s#1940's#1940's ad#funny#humor#humour
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The SeaWorld anon ,yikes I didn't know all of that uhm let me reask for something else how about uhm the Phillipsburg Mall ,here's three postimages albums of pictures
https://postimg.cc/gallery/bty8zsC
https://i.postimg.cc/h4mSnCr1/Screenshot-20240812-131108-2.png
https://i.postimg.cc/ZRV65bZX/best-crop-d2df0bf7e3678a27ad89-4-X3-A2224.png
It's ok! Big corporations try their best to cover up things like that, so I don't blame you!
Warning for liminal spaces below cut!
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Phillipsburg Mall stimboard
Requested by: Anon
Themes: Antiques, money, liminal spaces
Note: The antiques are because I noticed the mention of an antique store in the wiki article.
Song:
#tw liminal space#liminal space tw#cw liminal space#liminal space cw#liminal space#liminal spaces#liminal#liminalcore#phillipsburg mall#mall#abandoned#abandonedcore#money#antique#visual stim#stimboard#stimblr#stim gifs#stimming#stim#fymo stims#fymo answers
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533 Center St, Phillipsburg, New Jersey.
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wishing to be something else thursday. cheers
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Why Small Businesses in Phillipsburg, NJ Are Turning to Trailer Rentals
When it comes to running a small business, balancing efficiency and cost-effectiveness is always the goal. Recently, more and more small businesses in Phillipsburg, NJ, have turned to trailer rentals to streamline their operations. Whether it’s for temporary storage, transporting supplies, or enhancing mobility, trailer rentals in phillipsburg nj are proving to be a game-changer.
If you’ve been wondering whether trailer rentals could benefit your business, this blog will break down the advantages, how to get started, and tips to make the most of your rental experience.
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1. Cost-Effective Solutions for Storage and Transportation
Purchasing a trailer outright can be a significant expense—one that might not make sense for businesses with infrequent or seasonal needs. Renting is a budget-friendly alternative that allows you to use high-quality trailers without the hefty upfront costs or the ongoing maintenance responsibilities. Whether you’re transporting products to a tradeshow or storing inventory during peak seasons, rentals provide the flexibility without breaking the bank.
2. Flexibility in Sizing and Customization
No two small businesses are alike, which is why having options is key. Trailer rental companies in Phillipsburg, NJ, typically offer a range of sizes and configurations to suit your unique needs. Need a small enclosed trailer to keep inventory secure or a flatbed for transporting heavy equipment? There’s a rental for that. Plus, many rental services offer add-ons like ramps, shelving, or climate control to customize your experience.
3. Enhancing Business Mobility and Operations
Mobility is critical, especially for businesses like landscaping, catering, construction, or retail vendors doing pop-up events. A trailer allows you to bring your services and products directly to your customers, expanding your reach without relying on additional warehouse or vehicle investments.
How to Start the Trailer Rental Process
Whether you’re new to the idea or ready to secure your first rental, following these steps will ensure a smooth experience.
Start by assessing what you’ll need the trailer for. Are you hauling heavy equipment or transporting fragile products? Do you require enclosed space for protection against weather or theft? Reach out to local trailer rental providers in Phillipsburg and discuss your requirements—they’ll guide you to the best option.
Before signing any rental contract, take the time to read the fine print. Common points to pay attention to include rental duration, pricing, deposit requirements, and penalties for late returns or damages. If you have questions, don’t hesitate to clarify them upfront.
Once you’ve finalized your rental, schedule a convenient pick-up. Ensure your vehicle is compatible with towing the trailer, and don’t forget essentials like hitches or tie-downs. At the end of your rental period, return the trailer on time to avoid late fees.
Tips for Maximizing the Value of Your Trailer Rental
To make the most of your investment, here are some practical tips to consider during your rental period.
1. Proper Maintenance and Care: While the trailer remains a rental, you’re responsible for maintaining it during your lease. Protect against avoidable costs by keeping the trailer clean, using it only as intended, and reporting any damages immediately. This can prevent disputes during the return process.
2. Efficient Loading and Unloading Procedures: Save time, effort, and potential damage by being strategic about loading and unloading. Distribute weight evenly to avoid putting excess strain on one side, secure items with straps to prevent shifting, and review the manufacturer’s weight limit to avoid overloading.
3. Safety and Security Measures: Trailers can be tempting targets for thieves, so prioritize security. Use locks on enclosed trailers, park in well-lit areas, and never leave valuable items unattended for extended periods. These minor steps can prevent major headaches.
Explore Trailer Rentals for Your Small Business in Phillipsburg, NJ
For small businesses in Phillipsburg, NJ, trailer rentals provide a cost-effective and flexible solution to meet short-term and long-term operational needs. With options as diverse as the businesses themselves, there’s no reason to struggle with storage or transportation challenges.
If you’re ready to see how trailers can benefit your operations, reach out to trailer rentals in phillipsburg nj today. They’ll walk you through available options tailored to your business.
Don’t wait to enhance your mobility and efficiency—reach out to a Phillipsburg-based trailer rental service, and make your next business move a smooth one.
#trailer rental service#Trailer Rentals in Phillipsburg NJ#trailer rental services in phillipsburg nj
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The "Blue Comet" lives in 1975! Phillipsburg, NJ May 25, 1975
#commuter train#cnj#central railroad of new jersey#njdot#new jersey department of transportation#1975#trains#passenger train#history#phillipsburg#new jersey#observation car
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Electrical Truck Repair and Service in Phillipsburg NJ
We offer reliable, professional electrical truck repair and service in Phillipsburg, NJ. We specialize in heavy-duty truck electrical repair in Phillipsburg
#Truck Electrical Repair in Phillipsburg NJ#Electrical Truck Repair in Phillipsburg NJ#Electrical Repair and Service in Phillipsburg NJ
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1918 c. Woman's portrait by George A. Locke in Phillipsburg, Kansas. From Robin Clark, FB.
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