#pofi

[unteriors]

Via Frittore, Pofi, Lazio.

[b0rroso]

algun ask para este tumblr mendigo?

[pietroalviti]

Frosinone insiste con l'area vasta ma Del Brocco arrocca Ceccano e dice: mai, è un abominio!

Frosinone ha istituito l’Ufficio Intercomunale Europa, primo passo per il collegamento tra i comuni per l’area vasta dedicata ai progetti europei. Sono coinvolti 11 comuni: Alatri, Arnara, Ceccano, Ferentino, Morolo, Patrica, Pofi, Ripi, Supino e Torrice, oltre al capoluogo e l’obiettivo è quello di creare una città intercomunale che metta insieme Frosinone ed i centri vicini. Ognuno mantiene la…

[daylightandlongnights]

Making 'poet' bracelets for ttpd release day and I might have run out of letters...

[idkbbe]

Q onda la monada pasen dietas

[nai418]

Releasing my infection AU cringe into the wild. Disintegrates

[messyhairsthings]

Me ayudan a comprarme las zapatillas que quiero? Solo me faltan 200 dólares 🥺

(almendravarela.br mí alias 😉)

[emozioni-in-font]

Il confine tra bene e male non è mai così nitido

La commedia di Jean Giraudoux scritta nel 1943 è di grande attualità, si potrebbe dire che ai suoi tempi sia stata premonitrice di eventi che, nel mentre della scrittura, sembrano irreversibili. Da molti definita una favola ecologica, si può di certo dire che, come il presente, non ha un fine lieto. È una storia che, nel dramma sociale che si consuma, inserisce momenti di ironia amara che strappa…

[petaurodelazucar]

“Vaya que los tengo, pero ninguna de ellas hace coronas como las tuyas.” La dificultad más grande al momento de interactuar con Rynn es la de comprenderle. Hay una imperfecta combinación entre «bruto vulgar» y «dulce y jovial» en cada una de sus palabras y acciones, pero él protesta constantemente que allí yace su encanto. “Además, pienso que eres linda y me gusta estar contigo. Es solo que no puedo luchar contra mis instintos dragonezcos de querer chamuscarlo todo.”

"Y a mi me ofende que quieras destruir mi hogar, ahora vete y pídele flores a otra criatura, ¿No tenías unos cuántos ligues por ahí?" cruza sus brazos mientras desvía la mirada a su amado río. No lograba comprender porqué un dragón se esforzaba tanto por su atención. Bueno, debía admitir que es lindo, ¡Pero también un insoportable y maleducado!

[lolabythebaysims]

Here you go, anon: 42 signs for the price of 14! Turns out I was a lazy monster and had mostly popped my own textures into the original packages (available here, if you want more contemporary/English language advertising), so I fixed that and cleaned up some little texture issues in the process. When I was taking preview pics I remembered how annoying it was that only the big six-tile mesh was quarter-tile enabled. I fixed the smaller 3- and 4-tile meshes; nothing is renamed so let these overwrite any you might have in your downloads already.

Row 1: Hanby Auto Sales, Simoco 1, Simoco 2, Texaco Row 2: Sofi Pofi soap, Great Gatsby-inspired eyes, Rinso laundry soap, Mr. Crack in Simlish Row 3: Cerise Noir cigarettes, Lucky Strike cigarettes, Llama brand cigarettes Row 4: Bostonian/Bruenig Shoes, Downtown deco clip art, asbestos

DOWNLOAD recolors + fixed meshes (or just the two meshes, if you want)

As usual, do what you want with them, slap 'em on a new mesh or whatever, have a blast. Credits: Raynuss (for meshes & some recolors I turned Simlish), @franzillasims & @ajaysims & @chere-indolente for Simlish fonts, Francis Cugat, psycho/pinksoim for Sofi Pofi as a soap brand, and asbestos (Don't allow a CHEAPER and INFLAMMABLE product to puncture your desire with hesitation, it says. Which is real ad copy.)

Because I originally did this for myself, I didn't keep very detailed image credits. That makes me feel a bit bad, but that's the nature of ephemera like this. A few were recent simlifications from James Lileks' archived 1922 printing trade mag.

[pietroalviti]

Pofi, notte bianca della cultura, si parte alle 19 di sabato 14

Mestieri tradizionali, spettacoli musicali, documentari inediti, incontri letterari, folclore, mostre d’arte: queste alcune delle tante proposte che costellano la notte della cultura a Pofi, sabato 14 settembre

[autmaticwing]

pepe fanfic:

pepe: no podemos hacer esto ete sech: DALE PEPEEE DIJISTE QUE SIII pepe: no pedaso de papanatas ete sech: PERO UN RATITO NOMAS DALE POFI:3 pepe: ya te dije que NO QUIERO VER BOKU NO HERO ete sech: ash no me entiendes niño normie, me ire a tomar una monster pepe: oye pero q le pasa a este men deku: hola pepe: k o ke eres ete sech: *antes de irse* oye eres pinche deku deku: si :3 ete sech: quien te gusta deku: kacchan ete sech: ah oki foto? deku: sisi pero q venga pepe tmb pepe: nono gracias deku: ok bro *chick* bueno ahora me tengo q ir a salvar culos sucios nos vemos breos coscu: ndeah = amistad

[gerandor]

Some very cute and funny Persian words to name your cat. You’re welcome.

Pashmak: cotton candy

Panbe: cotton

Poone: pennyroyal

Pofak: cheese puffs

Pirashki: the russian Pirozhki

Pofi: puffy

Palang: panther

Peste: pistachio

Polo: rice dish

Pishi/ pishou: kitty

[nai418]

alright, so in the infection au...can you draw the backstory of how chippie is longer with bear hugger. It's because he's not seen in the au so that's why I'm asking. Thank you in advance.

This one took a while to respond to because I kept scrapping ideas for how I wanted this to look ~_~ But here you go…

[notesfromthequotidian]

The Pofi Bar

(by Rodney DeCroo)

at the corner of Charles Street

and Commerical Drive has been

gone for years. A poorly lit

espresso bar shut down for selling

heroin, fencing stolen goods

and serving alcohol after hours.

I went there nightly to drink coffee

and read or play chess with friends

until well after midnight. I didn't sleep

much in those days as my mind

and body slowly detoxed from the drugs.

That's where I met Mohammed

who would eventually become

my friend. He'd just started

working there. He was wiping tables

when he asked me to move my feet

off the chair where I had propped them

while reading On the Road

by Jack Kerouac. I laughed

until I realized he was serious.

"What the fuck?" I said. "Nobody cares."

"I care." he said, flicking the dishrag

lightly against his leg as he

stood there, waiting. I took my feet

off the chair then kicked it

with my right heel to send it clattering

across the concrete floor.

He stepped over it to pick it

up and set it by another table.

"You have no respect." he said.

"You are not a good person."

and went back to the bar

to serve another man

who'd just come in

from the night and the rain.

[veganbread1]

the dam bitji and dam pofie picucr