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[royalspringsmelbourne]

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Conclusion

[disgustedorite]

no plastic waste from everyone needing to carry water bottles everywhere, being able to take medication on the fly if you're out longer than you expect, heck even free water for the homeless who otherwise might die of dehydration.

I get the problem in deserts, but when there's a bigass river rushing right through town there's not really any shortage. And everyone needs water to live.

I miss every establishment having a working, public drinking fountain

[jobean12-blog]

When We Let Go

Pairing: Joel Miller x reader

Word Count: 829

Summary: Joel shows up back in town after too long. 

Author’s Note: I can’t stay away and I love a bit of “I’m mad at you but I can’t resist you,” type of trope thingy :) Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by my lovely @firefly-graphics thank you sweets!🥰 There are no spoilers here, just some tiny nods to episode 6. 

Warnings: little angsty at first then sexy, fingering (18+ ONLY PLEASE!!!)

GIF NOT MINE: Credit goes to @a7estrellas​ thank you so much lovely 🥰

Joel Miller Masterlist

His large hands smooth along the polished wood of the bar and he smiles wryly.

“Been too long,” he drawls.

Ignorning his remark, you meet his eyes and lean back against the countertop.

“Are you just gonna stare or do you want a drink?”

Joel makes no indication he’s affected by your sassy words as he keeps his gaze trained on you.

You turn away and proceed to repeatedly stab the large block of ice in the cooler before dropping some into a glass and filling it with whiskey.

His favorite.

You slide it down the bar without a word.

“Thanks darlin’,” he murmurs, lifting the glass to his lips and watching you over the rim.

He finishes it in one long and slow sip. He raises his eyebrows and licks his lips, holding the glass out for more.

“Good, isn’t it,” you say as you give him a refill.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispers, swirling the glass on the bar top as his eyes drift languidly down your body.

With an exhale you round the bar, taking the bottle of whiskey with you and stopping by his stool.

“Yea well, it’s been too long,” you say, throwing his words from earlier back at him as you slam the bottle down near his glass.

Your steps are rushed as you make your way toward the door and push it open with a bang, heading back to your house down the street.

The cold wind whips around your face and you shiver, wincing when the drops of rain start to fall. You pick up the pace, unaware that Joel is not far behind.

You get inside and stomp up the steps, already working open the buttons of your wet shirt so you can change.

You’re so lost in your thoughts that you don’t hear him come in the house and when you turn and see him standing in the doorway of your bedroom you jump with a start and clutch your hand to your chest.

He gives you an apologetic and lopsided smile and you try to calm your racing heart, trying to ignore the real reason for it’s frantic beat.

“Guess I’m not the only one going deaf,” he huffs, his smile falling when you glower at him.

“What are you doing here?” you ask.

He steps closer, his gaze melting into heat as his eyes drop to your open shirt.

“I’ve missed you,” he murmurs, “I really have.”

“Joel…”

His gaze lingers on the sliver of your exposed skin, his steps tentative as he closes the distance between you.

You try to move around him but before you can he has your back pushed against the dresser. Your hands land on his chest.

“Joel,” you warn, but even you can hear how pitiful it sounds.

His intense stare wanders over your face before it drops lower. The muscle in his jaw flexes and he slowly lifts a trembling hand, his fingertips grazing the open side of your shirt and his knuckles brushing your skin.

Your breath hitches at his touch and it sends a shiver skittering down your spine.

“Too cold be in wet clothes darlin’,” he says softly.

You want to tell him to stop but the truth is you’ve missed him too and you’re forever craving his touch.

His eyes returns to yours.

“I’m sorry” he whispers as his other hand slides behind your neck to curl tightly around your nape so he can yank you hard against him.

“Joel,” you breathe out in a whisper along his lips.

“Fuck, I missed how good you feel,” he murmurs, his fingers biting into you.

He pushes your shirt from your shoulders and moves his hands over your bare skin, everything about his movements turning desperate the more of you he feels.

His touch silences any rational thoughts or fighting words you have left and you’re overwhelmed by desire. You feel his hand between your legs and let his fingers slip beneath the waistband of your pants until he’s pressing his thumb against you.

“Nothing feels better than this,” he pants, his eyes never leaving yours as he pushes a finger inside you.

You lift your hand to trace his jaw, your lips parted with your heavy breathing, and you tug him closer for a kiss.

That’s all it takes for him to lose control and he leaves your mouth to trail kisses down your throat, his grip bruising as he holds you in place with his free hand, his other still buried between your legs as his fingers push harder and deeper.

You pull your bottom lip between your teeth, stifling your moans and frantic pleas for more.

He growls low and deep, the action making you clench around his fingers, and he slides the hand at your neck across your cheek, grasping your chin between his fingers.

His thumb pulls your lip free of your teeth, his stare predatory.

“Let me listen to you come darlin’.”

[homiesexual-or-homosexual]

How Would the Boys Show Affection to Someone With a Hyena Quirk

Pairings: Izuku Midoriya x reader, Shoto Todoroki x reader, Katsuki Bakugo x reader, Ejiro Kirishima x reader

Warnings: fluff, short and sweet, Izuku is just a shy boy, Shoto and Katsuki are a little subtle with their affection but Katsuki is more rough, Ejiro is just a lover boy, this was a request

A/n: Requests are closed! Sorry!!

Previous Part

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A recap on the reader. The reader has a hyena/fire quirk. They have hyena ears and a tail, prolonged canines, claws, and are able to expel fire from their body and they run a little hotter than normal. Side effects are heightened hearing, cut lips from fangs, having to file down their claws, burn wounds, sensitive to warmer temperatures, the desire to eat a lot, and easier muscle gain

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Izuku Midoriya

Izuku would show affection in subtle ways, refilling your water bottle even though it’s only half way gone, being you ice cold wash rags, and often coming to you after the weekend with your favorite snacks.

Even when you guys get into a relationship, I don’t really see Izuku getting more affectionate with that, with him being shy and all. Maybe he would indulge in some hand holding and hugs, but that’s really all. And in private maybe a couple forehead kisses as well.

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Shoto Todoroki

I don’t see Shoto giving a ton of affection, but when he does it could be described as subtle/blunt affection. Having you walk on his cooler side after practice/during the warmer months of the year, handing you an ice cold water bottle, and cooking you large meals. I see him also indulging in a favorite of yours, his cold hand on your face. Not like on your cheek or anything, just like on your face.

Once you get into a relationship, nothing much would change. He’s still keeping you on his cold side and cooking you meals at the end of the day, maybe even bring you a few snacks at breaks during the day.

——

Katsuki Bakugo

Katsuki is very loud with his affection, and a little rough compared to others. Barking out compliments, keeping your water bottle filled, giving you snacks that either he’s got you for yourself or share some of his. Your and his relationship/friendship scares others. Your attitude often matches his, which results in bickering and the less often wrestling matches, often conducted outside.

Like the others, when in a relationship, nothing much changes, but Katsuki holds your band more than the previous boys and often runs your ice baths when the chance arises. And, because you two are closer, he sits next to you as much as he can. Sometimes he’s so close he’s almost on top of you, but you don’t mind.

——

Ejiro Kirishima

Ejiro is just smitten with you from day one. He’s feeding you compliments constantly, makes sure you have plenty of ice in your water bottle, that you have access to ice or cold wash rag right after practice, and feeding you snacks and meals at any chance he gets. Ejiro loves feeding you because he probably burns as much energy as you do, and the only way to upkeep energy is to eat, a lot.

Ejiro is a lot more physically affection when in a relationship. He’s holding your hand more and giving you hugs and cheek kisses. When you do something cool he often shouts “That’s my girlfriend!!” even if he’s on the complete opposite side of the teaming field.

——

A/n: Just a reminder that requests are closed!!

[sp-ace-demon-art]

I scurry as fast as I can. I cannot, under any circumstances, let them catch me— the

“them” being the police guards who keep “order” in the City Down Below. I feel beads of sweat drip down my neck in a rhythm. I am holding a bag full of sandwiches that was meant to be for a group of cemetery workers, however, I do not think that is a top priority anymore. The smell of decay throws me off guard as I continue to sprint, knowing I am closing in on said cemetery, a burning in my esophagus from the concrete air sifting. I weave through graves and tombstones trying my best not to disrespect the dead.

Beginning to feel fatigued, I try to think of the reason I am sprinting in the first place— actually, I do not remember this time. I could have swiped something or solely just glowered at the guards, who knows? I take a turn and encounter a dead end. I am fucked. My mouth feels like sandpaper and my throat like insulation. The wall looms over me menacingly and jeers my existence, there is nowhere else to go and the guards have caught up to me.

I am apprehensive about what is to come after finally being seized. Look up, there appears to be an alien ship above me, something I would draw as a child. A phantasmagoric antic, the saucer emitting a luminosity surrounding me. The guards aghast, dared not to interfere with whatever was occurring. I feel my feet begin to lift off the ground; feeling like air and my mind fuzzy. Everything around me turns white.

In the City Down Below we live a harrowing and rigorous life. Most of us wake up around 7 a.m. to attend work which includes farming, burying dead bodies, burning dead bodies, mining, and other mindless jobs. I got lucky delivering sandwiches for a deli. The city is meant for a “lower class” society, the scum of the world.

The Upper Ring serves The World Beyond, usually cooking food, playing music, painting, and other tasks that could be of use or entertainment for The World Beyond (or so I’m told).

The World Beyond, however, is a whole other ball game. Everyone up there is beyond intelligent and physically exceptional to all of us beneath. I wish it could change someday, however, I am aware of how implausible that is. It is so barbarous to put some humans on a pedestal above others just because they are deemed as “worthy.” I’ve never seen the World Beyond, but I know those entitled bastards do not understand how lavish their lives are.

Connecting them all is the labyrinth. Two ways in the labyrinth connect the cities: one is a transit unit connecting the Upper Ring to the World Beyond, most of it runs outside so we can see it from down below, and the other is a physical labyrinth with tunnels throughout, almost impossible to get through. Some people from the City Down Below can enter but those are the sanitation workers and they are only allowed to stay in a certain area. Even if they wander off they would get lost.

Down here, the only thing I have going for me is my collective of colleagues. We all live in an abandoned warehouse, with cots lining the floor, a single cooler in the center of the room with bottles of water filling the brim all being used over and over again refilled with rainwater. We have a space on the roof that accommodates all the canned goods we can find. We care for each other and make sure we have a chance to survive. None of us have a family to turn to, thus we found a family with each other. The older kids take care of the younger, and some of us find jobs to aid in providing. It truly has been hard for all of us but regardless we have prevailed.

When I was younger I watched a group of elitists from the World Beyond capture and kill them right in our home. They took my younger brother with them as well, leaving me by my lonesome. The image of the corpses of my parents lay etched in my brain forever and the face of my younger sibling blurred in every memory.

**************

I open my eyes. Where.. am I? I sit up from the frigid table I was lying on. Turning my head, I see an accumulation of people engaging in physical activities; a woman jogging on a conveyor belt, and a man lifting a metal bar with weights on it. I am in my own separate room but it is detached from the rest of the area by a glass wall. The rest of the walls are painted a clean, white color, reminding me of the concatenation from before.

I sit up. How did I get here? More importantly, where am I? I have never seen this room before nor do I recollect how I got here. I am no longer in the City Down Below.

I descend off the table and try to interpret what is going on. I make my way out of the room, everyone halting whatever they are doing to stare back at me but more in an appalling way than befuddled. I analyze what they’re all wearing, and it's nothing like I’ve ever seen before. It is all immaculate and sleek, whites layered with more white, occasionally a light gray. Nothing is corrugated, shredded, or disheveled.

I find my way out and immediately get bombarded with a great fluorescence piercing my eyes. As soon as they adjust everything in front of me materializes properly. Altitudinous, white buildings tower over the whole plaza, people milling around, conversing with one another, laughing at jokes. Foliage, which only seemed like a myth before, greets every corner of the circle, the ground erupting with stone, a fountain gurgling out fresh water, and the air is pure and clear. The breeze benevolently kisses my cheeks, not too warm and not too cold, gently and sweetly; inhaling it feels like exhaustion on the likes of me.

It suddenly dawns on me where I am: the World Beyond. My blood boils and my skin clambers. I am in a high society that I denounce every day of my existence. Seeing all the people congesting about as though no people are living in anguish fills me with unimaginable rage.

I shift my gaze to my left and a blonde man approaches me. His perkiness irritates me even before he starts to speak, his smile like needles prodding me to get my furious attention. “Hello,” he greets in a bilous, sweet, and sickening voice. Outstretching his hand to me, I take it reluctantly. “My name is Racket, I am your tour guide to the World Beyond,” he discloses. His cerulean eyes tear apart my flesh letting him see my anatomy. I just nod in acknowledgment. He appears perplexed momentarily and asks plainly, “Do you not talk?”

I roll my eyes. “I’m Hope. How do I leave as soon as possible?” I demand flatly. He looks baffled. I sweep my grimy hair out of my face, hoping to leave some flecks on his pristine white clothing.

“Why would you want to leave? I assume that someone from the City Down Below would adore it here compared to your atrocious life from before,” he remarks almost sympathetically, shifting his position.

I groan obnoxiously, “You thought wrong. Why would I want to live large in a place where all of you assholes achieve absolutely nothing while all of us barely survive,” I tell him. This man is probably the most picturesque version of someone in the World Beyond and simply stays here because of his chiseled face and tan skin. There is not a brain cell within that obnoxious skull of his that can comprehend the absolute horrors that occur down where I am from. All he has is his face. “Why am I here anyway?” I ask him, irritated.

He disregards my statement from before. “You, Hope, took an aptitude test last December in which you placed in the top percentile of everyone within the three sectors in your age group,” he explains, “While normally we would transport you to only one sector above your original one, the council thought it was only accurate to bring you up here to expand your thoughts into reality.” His plastered smile is radiant and almost ethereal, though simultaneously masking a darker knowledge.

Now I am overflowing with confusion. “Listen, the last test I took was over three years ago when I was fifteen. You must have the wrong person,” I convey to him. I continue to scan my surroundings, trying to construct an exit plan. “And anyway, why would they bring up the one person out of my entire age group who wants to see the stupid institution crumble? I have a record and I know the ‘council’ or whatever are not idiots.”

Racket flips through a book, probably with notes about me and how much of an awful and disgraceful person I am. He places his finger on a specific note. “Hope Diaz, current age 18. Participated in an annual nightly evaluation through a brain scan. The subject was not aware of the test. Diaz scored 1590 out of 1600. History with smuggling, petty theft, tagging, and evading police— not a physical threat. Known anarchist, needs eyes watching them at all times.” Racket closes the book and looks back up at me with a grin, as though to ask how he did.

My jaw drops. How do they have so much information on me and why did they give it to this guy of all people? “What else does it say in that book about me?” I ask hesitantly.

His face turns kind of confused at my reaction. “Oh, no no, just basic information about your history, family, career, education, security details, cycles–”

“You were informed about my menstrual cycle?!” I shriek, feeling very violated. I cover myself with my jacket and back away from Racket. I know he meant my daily routine but maybe they will kick me out if I cause a scene.

“Nonono,” he recalls, holding his hands up to stop me. “Your daily routine, I mean. They watch through the security cameras to know what you’re doing at all times and—”

I stand normally. “You’re no fun,” I exacerbate. I walk past him and he jogs to me. He is back to his goofy grin.

He begins to show me around the city with the massive towers, cobbled-stretched streets, and people going about their day with not a care in the world. There was not a single officer in sight for miles. No machine guns open ready to fire, no tasers, nothing. It is almost ominous how they are nowhere to be seen, a utopia without fear. Maybe it was normal here? It feels completely unsettling, it is so normal to have a creeping officer looming around the corner ready to pounce on any rat that gets in his way.

Our last stop is a dormitory that is eleven stories high, something unfathomable to me. “This is where you will be residing. I live here as well, actually, right next door to you,” he explains to me as we enter the building together. The lobby of the building is pretty much a carbon copy of literally everywhere else we have visited; white floors, white walls, white rugs, white clothing, white people.

We make it to the corridor where our rooms are located. Before we go in I look at him, still trying to absorb every piece of information from his image, analyzing his body language, trying to understand everything. “You never answered me before,” I begin, “How do I leave? I want to go home.” I focus on him beseeching an answer.

He looks more perplexed than the first time I requested. “This is your home now, You can never go back,” he answers entering his room, not even looking back at me.

I enter my room, scanning the pristine room; immaculate. I look outside to see the crepuscular time of day seething from the horizon. The haimish copper sun illuminates the asylum walls filling me with sanity once again. The tints of yellow remind me of my home down below, my friends all joyous individuals facing the day with an exuberant yet bitter mentality, one that I could never quite conjure in the face of our situation. I long for the rays of the sun to guide me home with their eternal string sifting out.

I lay myself down in my enormous white bed as the sun continues to dip below the horizon, masking its rays. As the light recedes, an epiphany sprouts into my brain. This could be a useful opportunity to achieve equality throughout all the sectors. This entire time I loathed being here, however, I am here specifically for a fresh and innovative perspective. I do not think any council will enjoy my diabolical plan, but there is no way I am passing up the opportunity to gain what I want most in the world: retribution and equality.

The sun barely peeks above the horizon, my bag full of my klepto collection sinking my back. I need to find a way out of here but in the most outrageous and destructive way possible. I disembark down the stairs hearing footsteps close behind. “Hope, where are you going?” whisper-shouts an accustomed, bubbly voice.

“I have to go home, Racket,” I declare, trudging forward

I feel his grasp around my wrist. “Do not go,” he demands in a low, urgent voice, very uncharacteristic of him.

I seize my hand back into possession. “You do not understand. Some people depend on me down there. No amount of luxurious compensation will convince me to remain in this dull society,” I shout, shushing from him immediately following.

He looks almost petrified, but I cannot tell if he is for me or himself. Maybe he is concerned? Nevertheless, I have to concentrate on the task at hand. He lets out a short exhale. “Look, when I was younger my parents tried to go down there and they were brutally flogged to set an example. I never saw them again after that and I am just... just worried about what will happen to you,” he admits.

I never thought worry was something anyone from up here would understand, but Racket is showing a sort of sympathy I never expected. And to think that I have a similar situation to someone who lives up here; especially someone so different from me. I step back deconstructing the information that was just relayed, attempting to elucidate his words. “Listen,” I start, “help me get back down there, and in return, we can bring justice to the people who have hurt us the most.” I outstretch my hand to him.

He looks at me hesitantly before responding with a grasp in solidation. Racket hastily scans our surroundings again, I can see a spark ignite in his, a fiery vengeance. “Fine. I will help you as much as I can,” my new colleague concedes. A grin locates its way onto my face.

We make our way out of the building unseen. We duck into an alleyway watching as I peer out of our position and watch the citizens glide by, with no care in the world like a fish in a glass tank. The white clothing reflected the sunlight off them giving them a radiance that whispers how untouchable they are. I duck back to Racket.

“Okay,” Racket begins. “The labyrinth is our best bet to get out of here. I know a member of the cleaning survey team who can help guide us to the City Down Below. Before we go down,

I know making waves is what we desire, we will find my acquaintance who works at the black market selling outlawed items. We will stop by there before heading out and then make our move.”

He grabs my hand, a burning sensation tingling from my fingertips up my arm. He pulls us out and leads us around, confidence spewing from his body ever so naturally. His act was pristine, as though he had been doing this his whole life. We weave around the city, pretending he is showing me things I have never seen before— which he is— never acknowledging where we are actually off to.

Eventually, we make it to a dark, slum part of the World Beyond, something I had never guessed existed. Tables laid out scattered with materials, tents, and coverings align the foreboding area setting the ominous mood. Every person looks like they still belong here, though, wearing desaturated-colored clothing in comparison to the luminous white I am accustomed to. Racket led us to stand at the opposite end of the market to a younger gentleman leaning on the table tapping away at some device. His hair combs back pristinely and his eyes piercing red. He is very handsome but in a mysterious and eerie way. His smile curls around his face impishly.

“Racket!” he exclaims. “Just the guy I wanted to see!” His voice was shrill and rough. He opens his arms to greet us, enthusiastically prancing around his booth only to land back where he was before. “What can I do for you today, my fine friend?”

Racket finally let go of my hand and his front. “Angelo,” Racket says, “I heard you started selling some... material... that I could use for a plan.” Racket shuffled around in his pocket.

Angelo raises an eyebrow. “Oh?” he begins, “What are you looking for, my friend?”

Racket peaks around to make sure no one is eavesdropping. “Something sure to be... explosive.” He slaps down a few bills, currency so high I had never seen them before.

Angelo glances over at me, smirking like I am some sort of silly clown. “And who’s your friend?” Angelo asks, attempting to derail the conversation. He leans over towards me and reaches out to touch my hair as I dodge his interaction.

Racket blocks the view between me and Angelo. “That is not what we are here for,” he grumbles in response, almost like a guard dog. A small smirk found its way onto my face.

“Relax, my friend,” Angelo chuckles, “I was just thinking about a way to ease your payment with an... attractive girl.” I cringe at the sound of him calling me a girl; my skin crawling in every sense.

Racket disregards that last statement to get back on track. “Consider this a down payment, and a generation contribution to the annihilation of the establishment– something that will benefit all of us.” Racket glances at me for a moment, pulling me closer to him.

Angelo contributes to the rolling eyes. “Whatever, twerp,” he mumbles, his gracious mask slipping. “I do not get much business anyway.” He slaps the money into his vest pocket and then twirls around to the station behind him. He rifles through some items, then scribbles down some notes on paper. He hands a bag to Racket and the note to me. “They’re micro explosives–a lot of them. The paper has how they work. You are welcome,” Angelo tells us. “And my number on the paper as well.” He shoots me a wink sending chills down my spine.

Racket leads us away. “How do you know him?” I ask after we are a safe distance away.

He stops in his tracks. “We...went to school together?” he states, not very sure of his answer. He hands me the bag of explosives to put in my bag. I raise an eyebrow as I put them away. “Okay, we may have ‘run the streets’ when we were in school,” Racket discloses, swiftly continuing to lead, taking no further questions.

We say goodbye to the black market and head in a new direction, a brighter less illegal one. Down the streets, I am so familiar with now, grinning faces, ignorant to the destruction that is to proceed.

I take in the view of Racket as he leads us through the streets. I can see more of him and who he is with our excursion. He hurts more than I realize and he has been through some unimaginable things, I conclude. His blonde hair trails behind him shimmering in the sunlight, like a golden string guiding me around the labyrinth, like that sun peering from the clouds. In a million years, I never would have thought that my path was fated to cross with someone like him.

After what seems like crossing the city forever, we come upon a skyscraper that looks like any other. We halt in front of the building, Racket still holding onto my wrist. “Okay,” he commences, ”so the plan is I am going to ‘give you a tour’ of this building until we see my friend. I’ll tell her what is going on and she’ll lead us down the passageways.”

I nod, Racket immediately trying to drag me away but I hold my position for a moment. He glances back at me. “Racket, before we go any further,” I lead, “I want to say sorry, for dragging you into this disaster. I can tell you do not do this at all, or any more at the very least, so you are very out of your comfort zone. Also, thank you for doing this for me. It really means so much that you are willing to help me despite the fact we just met each other. Not a lot of people would do much for a stranger.” I try to let the sincerity shine through my tone with eyes of gratitude.

Racket flashes me his smile; a real smile. “You’re welcome,” he says back to me, “but, you know, at this point I would not consider us alien to one another,” he finalizes. Then we are off.

We step into the building and are immediately greeted by a disarray of people bustling through the main corridor. Most appear panicked holding stacks of paper and large binders. The tile on the floor reflects the haste with the ceiling illuminating their anxiety. Their pure white fills me with a sort of dread.

I feel Racket drag me through the crowd and explain many things despite the noise clouding my ears. We push past the mods up a staircase and through hallways and doors until we make it into a specific office labeled “Head of Sanitation.”

“And this,” Racket gestures as he closes the door behind him, “is Margret.”

A lady, who looks a bit older than us with a frizzy, curly, black mop on her head, looks up at us, peering out her crimson frames. She is hiding behind a wooden desk scattered with papers and portraits of her family.

“Racket,” she proclaims, “I thought I sent you that mail you were fired forever ago!” She gets up from her chair and approaches Racket to swaddle him in a bear hug, chuckling through it all.

They let go and Racket motions towards me. “Margret, this is Hope. They are from the City Down Below. Hope, Margret is the head of sanitation throughout the different sectors; she’s from the Upper Ring but comes here for work.”

Margret takes her seat back at the desk. “Why are you here, Racket?”

Racket exasperates. “We need to get Hope back home.” He glances at me for a moment.

Margret lights out a long sigh. “No,” she says bluntly. “I am not risking my stable career so some person you barely know can ‘go home.’ This place is so much better than any of the lower sectors anyway, why would you want to go back down to the grungy area.”

“They–”

I cut Racket off. “I have a family to take care of. Just like you provide for your family, I need to provide for mine,” I justify. “It’s not like I belong here anyway. All the people are beyond sensational. I am just a piece of sentient dust floating in the air hoping I land on the ground.”

Margret rolls her eyes, I watch them fall out of her head. She shuffles through her desk and pulls out a large keyring with copious amounts of keys swinging back and forth. “You know what, fine. But it is perilous if we do not remain quiet; and do not draw attention to ourselves. We will cautiously do this. I will leave first and meet you at the entrance to the underground.” She swings the door open and exits.

Racket and I embrace each other. I feel my heart pounding in my chest, jubilation flowing in my veins. We let go and face one another. “I get to go home!” I celebrate.

I can detect Racket’s smile slowly weakening. This entire time he has helped me get so far at the task at hand; getting the devices to explode the fragile system, evolving a plan with me, and taking me to the end. We are so different yet so similar. I wish we could stay together. “Racket,” I begin, calming myself down. “You know, we always have room for more in our circle.”

His somber grin makes my stomach churn. He tucks a piece of hair behind my ear, making my skin burn, his hand resting on my shoulder when he is done. “Someone has to continue the rebellion,” he concludes, “destroying a part of the structure will not crumble the entirety of society, but will for sure start the defiance. I will do my part upstairs.”

I smile back at him, authentic and elated. I take his hand off my shoulder and into mine, intertwining, like our fates. “Come on, let’s get this party started.”

Racket weaves us around the building until we make it back to Margret who is fiddling with her keys while holding a device to her ear mumuring, immediately putting it away once she sees us. “All right, let’s get this over with,” she grumbles opening the door.

We descend into darkness, lights dimly flickering our path. The concrete walls emanate over us, the floors just as intimidating. As we walk about, Margret guiding our way, I very cautiously stick the micro-explosives to the walls within about equal distance to one another. I glance at Margret every time I stick one to ensure she does not catch me. Luckily, Racket keeps her distracted as I nonchalantly deploy our plan. We hear water drip all around us and a heinous stench so strong it could burn off your eyebrows. Creaking and sputtering followed by other ghastly sounds waft through the air setting the ambience of our excursion. Margret and Racket are discussing something as I fall behind, taking in the atmosphere we proceed forward in the labyrinth.

We walk for what seems forever, the monotonicity getting to my head. Eventually, we make it to an iron gate that overlooks a set of stairs, leading downwards to what seems the City Down Below. I grin from ear to ear, shaking Racket slightly with excitement. Margret is behind us unlocking the intricate gate and disabling any alarms. Eventually, the gate rises creating a creaking and crackling noise. As soon as the gate has fully ascended I run down the stairs.

I stop about midway to take in the view of the city; my home. The disheveled appearance with smok scattered across the plain is homey and inviting. I can already feel my throat burning from the smog and pollution. The sky looks as though it is on fire, covering the city in a thick layer like always. I am home.

I turn around to Racket, his golden hair that guided me all this way and his somber but sweet smile making me feel safe.

The fire plunges from the skyscrapers creating craters and slaughtering in numbers. Ash flakes through the air like snow gently floating down from the sky, kissing down on graves. The smoke asserts itself in the air making me cough and gag for clean air once again. The cataclysmic scene before me of buildings crumbling down and fire scorching the earth is almost poetic in its own way. The ashes of my city trickled down, the blood pooling in the streets only to cascade down a storm drain and be washed away with no remembrance of its owner. Heads roll and people shriek in horror. My mind is bewildered at how this entire catastrophe was caused.

The last thing I remember before torment was inflicted on my place of origin was being pushed off the upper staircase on the way down to the City Down Below. I felt a foot on my back; screams followed.

I remember seeing Racket reach out to me as I fell, Margret smirking behind him. He attempted to grab my hand to hoist me up but it worked to no avail. He yelled my name in a bloodcurdling way only he could show for someone like me. With all the time I had spent in the World Beyond, Racket was the only person who was always by my side. Racket had a darkness in him that brewed stronger, he resented every single thing about himself, yet pushed himself to keep going, holding back every thought of destruction that entered his mind. When he met me something must have cracked within him to be on the side of vigilance.

I peer back up at the fiery destruction that consumed my home. The heat brushed across my face, sinking in the severity of the situation. I knew today was going to be my last day on earth, it was inevitable at this point. I just hope that Racket is okay and he continues on my legacy of retribution.

I imagine all my friends in our little warehouse playing tag as kids; running around chasing each other and giggling until we get tired and fall to our backs. All of them smile at me and thank me for my sacrifice of going to work every day to help provide. I imagine all of this is a horrible nightmare— I am going to wake up and everyone is going to be looking down at me with their grins piercing my skin, Racket right beside telling them all the things we did in the World Beyond and the part of the labyrinth we disintegrated.

But none of it is real.

I try to get up off the pavement but the most excruciating and appalling bolt of pain shoots my lower body. I finally take a look at the lower half and an enormous crumbling slab of concrete lay down on my legs inhibiting me from standing up.

I guess, in the end, I got what I wanted— the annihilation of the different sectors, but just not in the way I imagined it to happen. As I watch my world cave in and the inevitable destruction of everything I’ve ever known and loved, I beg for mercy as my eyes gently close and I feel my consciousness fading. Hot tears trickle down my cheeks, and my lungs burn.

It’s unfair. It's all unfair

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Info for Faith In The Future World Tour ATLANTA, GA - JUL 15 2023

With special guests THE SNUTS & ANDREW CUSHIN!

Important Times:

6:00 PM - Doors Open

7:00 PM - Andrew Cushin

8:00 PM - The Snuts

9:00 PM - Louis Tomlinson

Times are all approximate and subject to change.

General admission (lawn tickets):

The venue does not allow camping or overnight parking of any kind.

The lawn is always first come, first served.

Guests may notice a row or seat number on their lawn ticket, but that is only used for tracking purposes.

There are no assigned seats on the lawn.

Blankets are permitted, but for your safety chairs are not allowed.

Subject to updates. Check the venue’s socials for updates!

🔆⚠️HIGH TEMPERATURE ADVISORY ⚠️🔆

HIGH TEMPERATURES expected in Atlanta!

Temperatures will reach above 90ºF/ 32ºC

YOU MUST Hydrate before the show, while waiting in line and during the show

Thunderstorms expected ⛈. Prepare accordingly.

Wear sunscreen!

The whole venue is OUTDOORS. Event is rain or shine!

💧⚠️ HYDRATION ADVISORY ⚠️💧

YOU MUST Hydrate before the show, while waiting in line and during the show

For optimal hydration drink something with electrolytes such as Gatorade or LiquidIV

Eat well!

Here are important things to know:

Ticket screenshots will NOT be accepted. We strongly recommend downloading your tickets BEFORE you arrive at the venue so you do not have any trouble getting into the show.

The venue is cashless! Pay with card and mobile pay!

Multiple ATMs on site located on both plazas near Gate 1 & Gate 4.

Restrooms are located in both plazas, near Gate 1 and near Gate 4.

Parking: Parking is sold on the night of show for $30 plus tax. Handicap Parking is located near Gate 1 on Elliot Galloway Way NE. Please note accessible parking is first come, first served, so if you don't absolutely need it, please park elsewhere.

Taxis & Rideshare: The easiest place to meet a taxi is at the top of the hill by Gate 2 or you can walk to Horseradish Grill. Uber pickup and dropoff is at 4469 Stella Drive NW, Atlanta GA 30342

ADA info here

Cameras: non-professional only, no detachable lenses. Disposable cameras and small digital cameras ok. Any camera that has a detachable lens will not be allowed in. If the camera lens zooms out more than 1 in it will not be allowed in.

Average sized blankets or beach towels ALLOWED

Umbrellas - personal sized only, no sharp points. ALLOWED

Water: 1 factory sealed bottle up to 1 liter/33.8oz per person. Empty Aluminum bottles, refillable plastic water bottles are permitted.

NO Glass containers or cans

NO Alcohol

NO Coolers

NO Animals (except service animals with paperwork)

NO Illegal drugs

NO smoking

NO Lawn chairs

NO Balloons

NO Fireworks or sparklers

NO knives, firearms, Brass knuckles, Tasers & mace/pepper spray or weapons of any kind

NO Wallet chains or Long Chains/Sharp Spikes

NO Recording devices, iPads/laptops

NO Selfie sticks, drones

NO Laser Pointers/flashlights

NO Scooters/Skateboards or Hoverboards

NO Whistles, horns or other noisemakers

NO Strollers or Wagons

There is NO RE-ENTRY!

Lost & Found info here

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*This list is not exhaustive. Items not appearing on the list may still be prohibited at the discretion of Security.

For more details click here and here

Bag Policy:

Clear plastic, vinyl or PVC tote bags no larger than 12” x 6” x 12” and/or

small clutch bags (6”x 9”), don't have to be clear

NO Large bags or backpacks

Banners, signs and flag policy:

Signs larger than 8.5" x 11" are not allowed. This size is a standard sheet of paper.

All signs must be appropriate in nature and not be a distraction to the artist.

Merch:

Merch will be available for all concerts at our Concert Gear booths located near Gate 1 and near Gate 4.

Please make sure you check that you have the correct size and there are no defects in the shirt before you walk away from the stand.

The venue cannot assist with replacing or refunding any merchandise after the event has ended.

Contact:

For additional questions please call the venue at 404-233-2227. You can also access their website. Check their Twitter and IG for updates. Address: 4469 Stella Dr NW, Atlanta, GA 30342. Venue: Cadence Bank Amphitheatre at Chastain Park

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“Keep it chilled.” That’s all he says to the comebacks from the woman in front of him. Juwon wasn’t amused by this topic and he didn’t want to entertain it much longer. He needed a drink or two in his system before even trying. Drowning the whiskey, he pushed the glass back to the woman when he gets her attention again. “Can I have a top up. Keep them coming please, I don’t like my glass empty until I turn it upside down, if you don’t mind.” Sarcastic politeness, that’s the best he could offer the woman right now. He takes the handkerchief from his pocket and uses it to wipe the blood off his hand. Frowning constantly, it obviously hurt. “Who knows, maybe an attitude like this is what makes me successful. So don’t go comparing the jobs, the attitude. I’m not telling you what to do, I am only telling you to do your job. Do you have a problem with that?”

She had rushed off to the other end of the bar once he had his drink, making a few more drinks for other customers. If there was any sort of perk to the bartender, it's that she was fast and seemingly accurate. The drinks all looked ready for a photoshoot, or at least as close as possible, and were in front of the customers within a minute or two. Minie ran this portion of the bar, and it showed in her confidence. Making her way back to him, she grabbed the still-cold bottle and refilled his glass, sliding it carefully back to him. "Got it, Mr. Bigshot. By the way, I still suggest laying off telling me how to do my job. You're paying me, and I've been here much longer than you." Now she was getting more childish, sticking out her tongue as she sealed the bottle and placed it into the cooler for now.

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How to Pack Food and Supplies for a Day on Your Boat by Boating Professionals such as Ryan Weible

For many, a day spent on the water represents freedom and adventure. Whether you're fishing, sailing, or simply enjoying the sun, having the right food and supplies on board can significantly enhance your experience. Proper planning and packing not only ensure you have everything you need but also contribute to a safe and enjoyable outing. This guide aims to help beginners understand how to effectively pack food and supplies for a day on their boat, covering everything from essentials to organization strategies.

As you prepare for your boating adventure, it is essential to keep in mind the unique challenges that come with the marine environment. Weather conditions, limited space, and accessibility are all factors that will influence your packing strategy. Therefore, by adopting a systematic approach, you can maximize your comfort and enjoyment on the water. Let's dive into the key considerations and practical tips that will enable you to pack efficiently and thoughtfully for your day on the boat.

Essential Food Items

When planning your meals for a day on the boat, focus on food items that are easy to pack, quick to prepare, and can withstand the heat. Non-perishable items, such as granola bars, trail mix, and jerky, make excellent snacks. They require minimal preparation and provide energy for your day. Additionally, consider packing fresh fruits like apples or oranges, which are refreshing and hydrating.

For your main meals, opt for simple dishes that require little to no cooking as suggested by boating professionals like Ryan Weible. Sandwiches or wraps filled with deli meats, cheese, and veggies are convenient choices. Alternatively, pre-packaged salads can be a healthy option that requires no preparation. Remember to bring along any condiments in small, leak-proof containers to enhance your meals. By choosing essential food items, you can ensure you have a satisfying and enjoyable dining experience on your boat.

Hydration Needs

Staying hydrated is crucial during any outdoor activity, particularly on the water, where the sun can dehydrate you faster than you realize. It is important to pack enough water for the day, aiming for at least one gallon per person, depending on the length of your outing and the number of participants. Consider bringing reusable water bottles or hydration packs that are easy to access and refill throughout the day.

In addition to water, professionals such as Ryan Weible recommend packing some electrolyte-rich beverages to replenish lost minerals. Sports drinks or coconut water can provide a refreshing change from plain water. Avoid excessive sugary drinks, as they can lead to dehydration rather than combat it. By prioritizing hydration needs, you can maintain your energy levels and overall well-being during your boating adventure.

Packing and Storage Solutions

When packing for a day on your boat, organization is key. Start by using waterproof bags or containers to protect your food and supplies from moisture. This is especially important in a boating environment, where spills can occur. Consider using a cooler with ice packs to keep perishable items fresh, and ensure it is secured in a designated area on the boat to prevent shifting during transit.

Additionally, employ a system to keep similar items together. Use separate bags for snacks, meals, and drinks. Labeling bags can help everyone know where to find what they need. This organized approach will streamline access to your supplies throughout the day, ensuring a smooth and enjoyable experience on the water as highlighted by boating professionals including Ryan Weible.

Safety and Emergency Supplies

Safety should always be a top priority when boating. Before you set out, ensure that you have a well-stocked first-aid kit on board. Your kit should include essentials such as adhesive bandages, antiseptic wipes, gauze pads, and any personal medications. Familiarize yourself with the contents of the kit so you can quickly address minor injuries or illnesses.

In addition to first-aid supplies, pack emergency items such as a whistle, flashlight, and a multi-tool. A fire extinguisher should also be readily accessible in case of emergencies as underscored by professionals like Ryan Weible. Consider keeping a small stash of emergency food rations, like energy bars, to sustain you if unexpected situations arise. By being prepared for emergencies, you can ensure a safe and enjoyable boating experience.

Cooking and Eating Utensils

To facilitate meal preparation and consumption, remember to bring essential cooking and eating utensils. Items such as cutting boards, knives, and portable cooking equipment, if needed, should be packed securely in your supplies. Ensure you have plates, cups, and cutlery for dining. Disposable or reusable options can both work, but prioritize lightweight and compact utensils to save space.

Don't forget to include a trash bag for proper disposal of any waste. It is essential to keep your boat clean and adhere to environmental standards while enjoying your time on the water. By preparing these cooking and eating utensils ahead of time, you can enjoy your meals without unnecessary hassle or mess.

Entertainment and Comfort Items

Finally, don't forget to pack items that enhance your comfort and entertainment while on the boat. Consider bringing along towels, sunscreen, and hats to protect yourself from sun exposure. A portable speaker can add a festive atmosphere to your outing, while books, magazines, or games can provide entertainment during downtime.

Creating a comfortable and enjoyable environment on your boat contributes significantly to a positive experience. Boating professionals such as Ryan Weible express that by ensuring you have entertainment and comfort items at hand, you can relax and make the most of your day on the water. This attention to detail will enhance your enjoyment and create lasting memories of your boating adventure.

Effectively packing food and supplies for a day on your boat involves careful consideration and planning. By focusing on essential food items, ensuring adequate hydration, organizing your packing and storage solutions, prioritizing safety, and incorporating comfort and entertainment items, you can create a fulfilling and enjoyable experience on the water. As you embark on your boating adventures, these tips will not only help you stay prepared but also allow you to focus on enjoying the beauty and tranquility of your surroundings. Happy boating!

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How to Plan a Solo Trip to Jaisalmer

Planning a solo trip to Jaisalmer can be a thrilling and rewarding experience. Known as the "Golden City," Jaisalmer offers a mix of history, culture, and breathtaking desert landscapes. From exploring ancient forts to enjoying a peaceful camel ride, every moment in this city feels magical. To make the most of your solo adventure, proper planning is essential. Here's a detailed guide to help you plan your perfect solo trip to Jaisalmer.

Choose the Best Time to Visit

The first step in planning your solo trip to Jaisalmer is deciding when to go. The ideal time to visit is between October and March when the weather is pleasant. During this period, you can comfortably explore Jaisalmer Sightseeing Tours and participate in various outdoor activities. Avoid visiting during the summer months as the heat can be intense, making it uncomfortable for sightseeing.

Book Your Accommodation in Advance

Finding a comfortable place to stay is crucial for a solo traveler. For a cozy and safe experience, consider staying at a 3 star hotel in Jaisalmer. Marvin Jaisalmer is a great choice, offering excellent amenities and a welcoming atmosphere. Booking your accommodation early ensures you get the best deals and can settle into a secure and relaxing environment after your daily adventures.

Plan Your Jaisalmer Sightseeing Tour

Jaisalmer is packed with fascinating landmarks, and planning your sightseeing in advance is essential. Start with the majestic Jaisalmer Fort, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, where you can admire stunning architecture and learn about the city's history. Next, visit Patwon Ki Haveli and Nathmal Ki Haveli, which showcase intricate carvings and are must-visit stops on any Jaisalmer Sightseeing Tour.

Don't miss out on exploring the serene Gadisar Lake, which is perfect for a quiet evening stroll or a peaceful boat ride. For an unforgettable experience, plan a trip to the Sam Sand Dunes, where you can enjoy a camel safari and witness a spectacular desert sunset.

Prepare for Safe Solo Travel

Safety is a top priority, especially when traveling alone. Always inform someone you trust about your travel plans and stay in touch regularly. Carry essential items like a first-aid kit, phone charger, and enough cash for emergencies. When exploring local areas, such as the bustling markets during your Jaisalmer Sightseeing Tour, keep your belongings secure and stay vigilant.

Staying in a reputable hotel like Marvin Jaisalmer enhances your safety, as it provides reliable staff and a secure environment for solo travelers. The staff can also guide you on local attractions and transportation options.

Explore Local Cuisine

Food is an integral part of any trip, and Jaisalmer's cuisine is a treat for the taste buds. Don’t miss trying local dishes like dal baati churma, ker sangri, and gatte ki sabzi. Many restaurants near popular 3-star hotels in Jaisalmer, such as Marvin Jaisalmer, offer delicious Rajasthani meals prepared with authentic flavors. Exploring these dishes adds a delightful culinary dimension to your solo trip.

Pack Smartly for the Desert

Packing the right items can make your solo trip more comfortable. Since Jaisalmer has a desert climate, carry light, breathable clothes for daytime and warm layers for cooler nights. Don’t forget essentials like sunscreen, sunglasses, a wide-brimmed hat, and comfortable shoes for your Jaisalmer Sightseeing Tour. A refillable water bottle is also important to stay hydrated in the dry weather.

Enjoy the Freedom of Solo Travel

One of the biggest advantages of a solo trip is the freedom to travel at your own pace. Spend extra time at places that fascinate you, such as the tranquil Bada Bagh or the vibrant bazaars filled with handicrafts. Use this opportunity to connect with locals, learn about their culture, and create lasting memories.

Marvin Jaisalmer is a great base for solo travelers, providing comfortable stays and easy access to Jaisalmer's top attractions. The staff can also help arrange personalized Jaisalmer Sightseeing Tours, ensuring you make the most of your visit.

Capture and Cherish Your Memories

Traveling solo to Jaisalmer is a unique experience, so don’t forget to capture your favorite moments. Whether it’s the intricate details of the havelis, the golden hues of the fort, or the vibrant scenes of the desert, each photograph will remind you of the magic of Jaisalmer. You can also journal your experiences to relive the trip in the future.

Conclusion

Planning a solo trip to Jaisalmer can be an exciting journey of self-discovery and adventure. With its rich history, stunning architecture, and serene desert landscapes, the city offers a perfect blend of relaxation and exploration. Staying at a reliable 3 star hotel in Jaisalmer, such as Marvin Jaisalmer, ensures you have a comfortable base while exploring the city’s wonders. Don’t forget to include a well-planned Jaisalmer Sightseeing Tour in your itinerary to experience everything this golden city has to offer.

With the right preparation and an open mind, your solo trip to Jaisalmer will be a memorable and enriching experience.

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Discover Instrings: The Heart of Adventure Tourism in Munnar

Munnar, the enchanting hill station nestled in Kerala’s Western Ghats, is a paradise for nature lovers and thrill-seekers alike. If you’re ready to experience Munnar in a way that goes beyond scenic drives and leisurely hikes, then Instrings is your ultimate adventure destination. From breathtaking ziplines and giant swings to unique trekking trails, Instrings redefines adventure tourism in Munnar with exciting experiences that bring you closer to the heart of nature.

Why Choose Instrings for Adventure Tourism in Munnar?

Instrings is more than just an adventure park—it’s an immersive experience that blends adrenaline-pumping activities with the serenity of Munnar’s natural landscape. Here’s why Instrings should top your list for a Munnar adventure:

Spectacular Location: Set amidst lush green hills and expansive tea plantations, Instrings offers a pristine environment for thrill-seeking, with views that make every activity unforgettable.

Exciting Range of Activities: From ziplining over valleys and daring giant swings to scenic trekking and rock climbing, Instrings has something for everyone, whether you’re an adrenaline junkie or a casual adventurer.

Professional and Safe Experiences: With a team of experienced guides and a strict focus on safety, Instrings ensures you can explore and push your limits in a secure environment.

Eco-Friendly Adventure: Committed to sustainable tourism, Instrings uses eco-friendly practices to preserve the beauty of Munnar’s landscape, so you can enjoy nature responsibly.

Must-Try Adventure Activities at Instrings

Here’s a quick look at the thrilling activities that await you at Instrings:

Zipline Adventure: Feel the rush as you soar over Munnar’s scenic valleys, taking in panoramic views of the lush forests and tea gardens below. The zipline at Instrings offers the perfect blend of excitement and natural beauty.

Giant Swing: Suspended high above the ground, the giant swing offers an unmatched view of the surrounding landscape as you swing across the open sky. This is one of the most popular attractions, offering a mix of thrill and awe-inspiring scenery.

Rock Climbing and Rappelling: Test your skills on Munnar’s rocky terrain with rock climbing or rappelling. Guided by professionals, this is a safe way to conquer new heights and enjoy a rewarding, exhilarating experience.

Hiking and Trekking: Explore hidden trails that lead through tea plantations, mist-covered forests, and open grasslands. Instrings offers guided treks that range from easy to challenging, so you can choose a route that matches your level of experience and adventure.

Why Adventure Tourism in Munnar is Unmissable

Munnar has long been celebrated for its tranquil landscapes and scenic beauty. But adventure tourism adds a whole new dimension to the experience. Here’s why it’s a must-try:

Connect with Nature: Adventure activities at Instrings allow you to engage more deeply with the environment. As you zipline or hike, you’ll witness Munnar’s untouched beauty from unique perspectives.

Feel the Thrill: For those who crave excitement, adventure tourism offers the chance to go beyond traditional sightseeing and embrace activities that challenge and invigorate.

Build Lasting Memories: Whether you’re traveling solo, with friends, or with family, the shared thrill of these activities creates unforgettable memories and deeper connections.

Tips for Visiting Instrings in Munnar

Best Time to Visit: The ideal time for adventure tourism in Munnar is during the cooler months, from October to March. The weather is pleasant, and the views are spectacular.

What to Bring: Wear comfortable, adventure-appropriate clothing and sturdy shoes. Don’t forget sunscreen, a hat, and a refillable water bottle to stay hydrated.

Book in Advance: Instrings is popular among both locals and tourists, so booking in advance ensures you get the slots and activities you want.

Make Your Adventure Dreams Come True at Instrings

If you’re ready to add excitement to your Munnar trip, Instrings offers everything you need to make it an unforgettable experience. From scenic heights to heart-racing thrills, Instrings brings the best of adventure tourism in Munnar to life. Whether you’re conquering your fears or simply looking to add some excitement to your journey, Instrings promises a memorable adventure in the heart of Kerala’s mountains.

Pack your bags, ready your spirit for adventure, and let Instrings show you the exhilarating side of Munnar!

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Candy Everybody Wants

Whole Lotta Love by Led Zepplin blared from the neon juke-box by at the back of the Red Bull Bar-n-Grill. The happy-hour crowd had thinned out leaving the bar nearly deserted. Robert Till tapped his meaty fingers against his bottle of Shiner Bock, the dull black and silver band on his ring finger making a dull clink with each tap. He took a deep breath, looked back at the juke box then raised the bottle to his lips.

“…So she steps into the apartment, right….”

He glanced across the black lacquered table at the stocky, bald black man slouched into the faux leather booth seat. Their eyes met. He shifted nervously in his seat then swallowed another gulp of his beer.

“…Anyway,” the man continued. “I hear the door close…I turn around an’ she damn near right behind me.”

“You’re losing your edge, Muzi….”

Till bristled at the sound of the wiry Ukrainian man’s voice.

“…letting a woman sneak up on you.” Emil rattled the ice cubes in what was left of his Stoli and cranberry juice.

“Fuck you,” Muzi grunted. He glanced at Till again then sat up. “Anyway, she starts askin’ me all these questions…am I married…do I live alone….” He paused to throw a glance over his shoulder at the booth behind them. “…when’s the last time I had sex….”

“Bullshit.”

“I swear for Allah, Emil,” he said.

The chimes above the door rang. Till looked up to see a thin blond woman dressed in a green plaid mini-skirt and a tight red crop top step into the bar. She glanced around the room then slowly made her way over to the bar and slid onto one of the leather stools.

“You think maybe she was going to rob that flop you call an apartment…,” Emil chuckled as he set his glass down.

Muzi turned back to him. “Shit…if my chop hand’t been in the bedroom…up under the mattress, she woulda’ caught a hot one.”

Till checked his watch. He rocked the half-empty bottle back and forth between his fingers, let out an exhausted sigh then abruptly pushed away from the table and stood.

“Not getting cold feet are you?” Emil said and looked up at him.

Till looked back at him then at the grip of the nine-millimeter Rugar protruding from the lining of his kale green jacket. “Jus’ gettin’ a refill,” he said and grabbed the bottle. 

Emil stroked the stubble on his chin and stared back at him a moment then pushed his glass across the table “One for me too,” he said. “More Stoli…less cranberry.”

“And some cigarettes,” Muzi added.

Till smirked. “I don’t think they got Newports.”

“Whatever man,” he grumbled then slumped back into his seat. “Just get me some cigarettes.” He followed Till with his eyes as he turned and headed for the bar.

“Just one drink,” the blond woman said, glaring at the bartender. She turned to look back at the stocky, middle-aged man making his way toward the bar then ran her fingers through her hair.

Maurice glanced at Till and nodded then turned his attention back to the woman. “Trent find out I let you….” he said.

“I got money, Reece.”

“It ain’t about that…you know you’re not supposed to be workin’ in here….” He backed away from her. “What can I get you?”

“Another Shiner,” Till said. He gave the woman at the end of the bar a glance. “And can I get a pack of cigarettes…whatever you got.” 

Maurice pulled a bottle from the cooler and set it in front of him on a black cocktail napkin along with a pack of American Spirits. “That’ll be twelve-seventy-nine.”

Till stared at the bottle a moment watching the frost thaw on the side of the glass. He wrapped his hand around the bottle then wiped the cold condensation across his face. He set the bottle down and looked back at the woman. “What’re ya drinkin’?” 

“She ain’t,” Maurice cut in. 

She glared at the bartender. “A rum Collins.”

“A rum Collins for the lady…,” Till said. “Please.” He ran his fingers through his thinning brown hair then gave her a half-hearted smile. 

She winked at the bartender then turned her attention back to the stocky gray-haired man. She watched him roll the pack of cigarettes between his fingers. “Spare one of those?” she said and nodded to the pack.

Till looked over at her and sighed. He set the pack on the bar and slid it toward her. “Help yourself.”

She stood, gave the bartender another glance as she smoothed the lines of her skirt then crept around the end of the bar. She settled onto the worn leather stool beside Till. “Thank you,” she said, fumbling with the pack of cigarettes. “I’m Tiffany.”

“That your real name?”

She stared back at him. “Today it is.”

Till smirked. “Sorry…didn’t mean nothin’….”

“Here ya’ go,” Maurice said and set her drink in front of her. 

Till set the bottle down slowly and pulled his wallet out of his back pocket. He fished through it then laid a pair of twenties on the bar. “One more…,” he said and finished off his beer. “Keep the change.”

The bartender set another bottle in front of him. He folded the pair of twenties into his palm, threw another glance at Tiffany then grudgingly turned away heading for the group of customers at the far end of the bar.

Tiffany ran her finger along the rim of her glass and watched Till rock the bottle back and forth. A crooked smile turned the corner of her mouth. “You ok?”

“I…,” he started. He shook his head then swallowed another gulp of his beer. “I’m…fine.”

She pulled the straw from her drink and took a sip. A frown flashed across her face. “You want some company?” 

Till raised the bottle and stared at it a moment. “I’m good,” he said then turned the bottle up. He closed his eyes as a splash of ice cold beer hit the back of his throat. 

She looked past him at the bartender staring at her and sipped her drink. “What’s your name?”

“Does it matter?” he said and slowly set the bottle aside.

“Just trying to make conversation,” Tiffany said. She set her drink down and leaned toward him. “You seem like a nice guy.” She laid her hand on his leg and gently squeezed his thigh. “You just need to relax.”

Till glanced at her and a chuckle bubbled over his lips. 

Tiffany looked back at Maurice watching her. He shook his head then turned his attention to the TV above the register. “Come on,” she whispered and leaned closer, brushing against his shoulder. “Won't cost you much.” 

“Yo…,” Muzi shouted.

Till jumped at the sound of his voice.

Tiffany slowly moved back to her stool. She picked up her drink then glanced at the stocky bald man walking toward them. “Friend of yours?”

Muzi stepped between them. He stared at the blond woman a moment then grabbed the pack of cigarettes and turned to face Till. “Bus’s here.” He laid his hand on Till’s shoulder and shook him. “Time to go.”

Till stood, inhaled deeply then stared at Tiffany. “I seem like a nice guy…huh.” He reluctantly pushed away from the bar then turned and followed turned and followed Muzi and Emil through the door. 

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Eco-Friendly Bed & Breakfast Options in Saint John: Sustainable Comfort by the Bay

As travelers grow more conscious of their environmental impact, eco-friendly accommodations have become a top priority. The quaint city of Saint John, New Brunswick, known for its rich history and breathtaking views of the Bay of Fundy, offers a variety of sustainable bed and breakfast (B&B) options that not only reduce environmental footprints but also enhance the visitor experience. From energy-efficient operations to locally sourced food, these B&Bs are setting a new standard for green hospitality.

The Rise of Eco-Friendly Travel in Saint John

Eco-tourism is no longer just a niche market; it has become a vital consideration for travelers worldwide. A 2022 report by Booking.com found that over 70% of global travelers are more likely to book eco-friendly accommodations. In Saint John, known for its stunning natural landscapes and vibrant cultural scene, this movement is gaining momentum. Visitors are drawn not only to the city’s historic charm but also to the sustainable practices employed by its local businesses, particularly its bed and breakfasts.

One standout example is Mahogany Manor B&B, a picturesque bed and breakfast in Saint John located in the heart of Uptown Saint John. Known for its historic beauty, Mahogany Manor B&B also embraces modern eco-friendly practices, making it an excellent choice for travelers looking to reduce their carbon footprint without sacrificing comfort or style.

Mahogany Manor B&B: A Green Getaway in Uptown Saint John

Mahogany Manor B&B exemplifies the ideal balance between historic charm and modern sustainability. This century-old property, situated in a prime location, welcomes guests with a unique blend of traditional architecture and contemporary eco-conscious values.

Energy Efficiency and Water Conservation

One of the core aspects of eco-friendly accommodation is energy efficiency. Mahogany Manor B&B makes significant efforts to reduce energy consumption. They utilize energy-efficient lighting, appliances, and heating systems throughout the property. Many of the rooms are designed to maximize natural light, reducing the need for artificial lighting during the day. Additionally, they encourage guests to minimize water usage by offering towel and linen reuse programs, which reduce the number of daily washes and conserve water and energy.

Saint John’s naturally cooler climate makes efficient heating systems vital. Mahogany Manor B&B has invested in modern heating controls that optimize energy use, ensuring the property stays warm without unnecessary energy waste.

Organic and Locally Sourced Breakfast

An essential part of the bed and breakfast experience is, of course, breakfast. At Mahogany Manor B&B, sustainability extends to the dining table. They prioritize using organic, locally sourced ingredients whenever possible. By supporting local farms and vendors, the B&B not only ensures fresh and flavorful meals but also reduces the carbon emissions associated with food transportation.

Breakfasts at Mahogany Manor B&B often include free-range eggs, artisanal bread, and fresh produce that reflect the seasons. Guests are treated to a farm-to-table experience that allows them to savor the flavors of New Brunswick while supporting the local economy.

Waste Reduction and Recycling Programs

Mahogany Manor B&B also emphasizes waste reduction, an essential component of any eco-friendly business. The B&B implements a comprehensive recycling program, encouraging both staff and guests to dispose of paper, plastic, and glass responsibly. Composting organic waste further reduces landfill contributions and helps enrich local gardens. They also avoid single-use plastics by providing refillable soap and shampoo dispensers, reusable water bottles, and glassware in guest rooms instead of disposable items.

By creating a culture of sustainability, Mahogany Manor B&B helps guests feel more connected to the environment during their stay. This ethos is woven into every aspect of their operations, from the guest experience to their behind-the-scenes practices.

Other Eco-Friendly Bed & Breakfasts in Saint John

While Mahogany Manor B&B is a prime example, other B&Bs in Saint John are also embracing eco-friendly initiatives.

A Tidal Touch at Shadow Lawn Inn

Located just a short drive from Saint John in the nearby town of Rothesay, Shadow Lawn Inn offers a more secluded, nature-focused escape while maintaining its eco-friendly credentials. The inn is committed to sustainability through water conservation, energy-efficient lighting, and waste reduction. Guests can relax knowing that their stay minimizes its environmental impact. Like Mahogany Manor B&B, Shadow Lawn Inn sources much of its food locally, ensuring fresh, sustainable meals.

Seaside Serenity at Homeport Historic B&B

Overlooking the Bay of Fundy, Homeport Historic B&B is another excellent eco-friendly option in Saint John. This B&B, located near the city’s major attractions, focuses on reducing waste and conserving resources. Energy-efficient appliances, low-flow water systems, and eco-friendly cleaning products are just a few of the sustainable practices used here. Homeport also encourages guests to explore the natural surroundings by foot or bicycle, reducing the need for vehicle use and promoting a more intimate experience with the environment.

How to Identify an Eco-Friendly Bed & Breakfast

When searching for eco-friendly accommodations, there are key elements that travelers should look for to ensure their stay is as sustainable as possible. Some of the most important factors include:

Energy Efficiency: Look for properties that utilize energy-efficient appliances, lighting, and heating/cooling systems. Ask if they rely on renewable energy sources like solar panels.

Water Conservation: A responsible B&B will promote water-saving measures such as low-flow showers, toilets, and faucet aerators, as well as towel and linen reuse programs.

Waste Reduction: Properties that minimize waste by offering recycling, composting, and limiting single-use plastics show their commitment to reducing landfill contributions.

Locally Sourced Food: Sustainable accommodations will prioritize organic, locally sourced ingredients, reducing the carbon footprint associated with food production and transportation.

Sustainable Building Materials: If a B&B has undergone renovations, find out if they used eco-friendly, non-toxic materials in construction and maintenance.

Certifications: Eco-certifications like LEED or Green Key are good indicators of a B&B's commitment to sustainability. Many smaller properties may not have formal certifications but can demonstrate eco-friendly practices through their policies and operations.

Why Choosing an Eco-Friendly B&B Matters

Opting for an eco-friendly B&B doesn’t just benefit the environment; it enhances the travel experience. Sustainable accommodations often provide a more intimate connection with the local culture and landscape, offering guests a deeper appreciation of their surroundings. In Saint John, where natural beauty is a defining characteristic of the region, choosing green accommodations means supporting businesses that actively work to protect these precious resources.

For eco-conscious travelers, staying in a sustainable B&B like Mahogany Manor B&B or one of the many other environmentally friendly properties in Saint John offers peace of mind. Guests can enjoy their stay knowing they are making choices that support the environment, local economy, and a more sustainable future for tourism.

Conclusion

As the demand for eco-friendly travel grows, bed and breakfasts in Saint John are rising to the occasion. By incorporating energy-efficient practices, supporting local food producers, and reducing waste, these properties offer sustainable comfort without compromising on quality. Whether you're staying at Mahogany Manor B&B, Shadow Lawn Inn, or Homeport Historic B&B, you can rest assured that your stay will contribute to a healthier planet.

In a city as naturally beautiful as Saint John, choosing eco-friendly accommodations is a step toward preserving this gem on the Bay of Fundy for generations to come. If you're seeking the cheapest B&B in Saint John that aligns with your eco-conscious values, look for options that prioritize sustainability while offering affordable rates—proving that green travel doesn’t have to come with a high price tag.

By choosing a bed and breakfast in New Brunswick like Mahogany Manor B&B or others mentioned, guests are not just booking a room—they are contributing to a more sustainable future for Bed and Breakfast Canada experiences.

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Family Travel Hacks: Tips for a Smooth, Fun Trip

By Khurram Iqbal

Family vacations are a great way to create lasting memories, but they can also come with challenges — especially when traveling with young children. Whether it’s packing efficiently, managing travel delays, or keeping kids entertained on long journeys, here are some top travel hacks to help you make the most of your family trip in 2024.

1. Packing Hacks for Stress-Free Travel

Use Packing Cubes: Keeping your family’s belongings organized with packing cubes can be a game-changer. It makes it easy to locate items quickly, even if you’re sharing a suitcase ViaTravelers.

Cross-Pack Essentials: Split your family’s items between multiple bags, so if one suitcase is delayed or lost, everyone still has clothes and essentials Belle Voyage.

Add Tech: Attach a tracking device like an AirTag to your luggage, so you always know where it is, even if it gets lost Belle Voyage.

2. Entertainment for Kids

Pre-download Movies and Games: Download kids’ favorite shows or games before the trip to avoid in-flight boredom. Studies show that 58% of parents rely on screen time during family trips Restless Pursuits.

Car Games and Chargers: Prepare new car games and pack a multi-port charger to keep devices running during long road trips Momma Wanderlust.

3. Snacks and Meals on the Go

Healthy Snacks: Bring filling snacks like fruit, nuts, and crackers to avoid spending on expensive airport or roadside food Momma Wanderlust.

Reusable Water Bottles: Always travel with reusable water bottles, refilling them at rest stops to save money and stay hydrated [Momma Wanderlust](https://www.mommawanderlust.com.

Cooler for Road Trips: Pack a cooler with homemade sandwiches and easy meals for road trips. It helps save money and prevents unnecessary stops Momma Wanderlust.

4. Airplane Travel Tips

The Blanket Hack: Keep your toddler comfortable on flights by using a blanket to keep them snug and secure in their seat Restless Pursuits.

Pack Essentials in Carry-On: Always have a change of clothes, snacks, and toiletries in your carry-on, especially if your checked luggage is delayed Belle Voyage.

Use Gum for Ear Pressure: During takeoff and landing, give kids gum to help with ear-popping discomfort Momma Wanderlust.

5. Accommodation Tips

Vacation Rentals: Booking vacation rentals with kitchens can save money on dining out and help make the stay more comfortable for the whole family Restless Pursuits.

Portable Sleep Solutions: Bring inflatable sleep pads or portable cribs to ensure a good night’s sleep for younger children ViaTravelers.

6. Emergency Situations: Be Prepared

Vehicle Breakdowns

Roadside Assistance: Make sure you have a roadside assistance plan like AAA to help with any unexpected car issues Restless Pursuits.

Emergency Kit: Pack a roadside emergency kit with essentials like jumper cables, a flashlight, and a portable battery charger for your phone Momma Wanderlust.

Flight Cancellations or Delays

Insurance and Airline Apps: Always check cancellation policies and download the airline’s app for real-time updates Belle Voyage.

Pack Essentials in Carry-On: Keep important items in your carry-on to ensure you have everything you need for the first 24 hours if your luggage is delayed Belle Voyage.

Loss of Travel Documents

Digital Backups: Photocopy and digitize important documents like passports and IDs. Keep them in your email or cloud storage for easy access Restless Pursuits.

Report to Authorities: If your passport is lost, report it to the nearest embassy or consulate immediately Restless Pursuits.

Lost Phone or Power Outage

Location Sharing: Enable location sharing on family devices to track each other if someone gets lost Belle Voyage.

Portable Power Bank: A fully charged power bank can save the day if your phone runs out of battery Momma Wanderlust.

Backup Communication Plan: Keep a prepaid calling card for emergencies when Wi-Fi or phones are unavailable Belle Voyage.

Loss of Contact with Family

Pre-Set Meeting Points: Plan specific meeting locations in case anyone gets separated ViaTravelers.

Emergency Contact Numbers: Ensure every family member has a list of emergency contacts, including local police, consulates, and hospitals Momma Wanderlust.

Security and Theft Prevention

Carry a Dummy Wallet: Use a dummy wallet with expired cards and small cash to distract potential thieves Belle Voyage.

Anti-Theft Bags: Invest in an anti-theft bag with RFID protection and secure zippers to protect important items Belle Voyage.

7. Final Emergency Backup Tips

Backup Everything: Store copies of important documents and travel itineraries in the cloud for easy access if anything is lost Belle Voyage.

Contact Local Authorities: If your phone or wallet is stolen, immediately file a police report to help with insurance claims and document replacement Restless Pursuits.

Health Emergencies: Ensure your travel insurance covers medical emergencies, and familiarize yourself with local hospitals before you arrive Momma Wanderlust.

Conclusion

By planning ahead and using these family travel hacks, you can turn your vacation into a smoother, more enjoyable experience. Whether you’re packing, managing an emergency, or just trying to keep the kids entertained, these tips will help you make the most of your family trip.

For more family travel ideas and tips, visit LLIVO Family Vacations.

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Info for Faith In The Future World Tour BERKELEY, CA - JUN 29 2023

With special guests THE SNUTS & ANDREW CUSHIN!

Important Times:

5:30 PM - Doors Open

7:00 PM - Andrew Cushin

8:00 PM - The Snuts

9:00 PM - Louis Tomlinson

Times are all approximate and subject to change.

General admission (pit tickets):

Please note: this policy will be strictly enforced!

OVERNIGHT CAMPING IS NOT ALLOWED AT THE VENUE!

Guests can begin lining up no earlier than 9AM on the day of show, June 26.

Sequentially numbered wristbands will be put on GA guests’ wrists upon arrival on a first come, first served basis at the NORTH gate near the corner of Gayle Rd and University Dr.

Guests must have a valid ticket for the Greek Theater show on June 29 to receive a wristband, and all guests in a party must be present to receive a wristband.

Any guests that have camped overnight or arrived before 9AM will not be given wristbands and will be sent to the back of the line.

You may leave after you receive your wristband.

You may return at 3PM to queue for General Admission pit entry at the BOX OFFICE.

Security will honor wristbands from 3PM – 4PM.

After 4PM, guests will join the line on a first come, first served basis.

Loss, removal or tampering with a wristband will result in loss of place in the GA line.

Guests are not permitted to hold places in line. Please be respectful and courteous to all other guests in line.

Have your mobile tickets open and ready to scan to expedite entry upon doors opening at 5:30PM.

Check the venue’s socials and website for updates!

⚠️ HYDRATION ADVISORY ⚠️

Hydrate before the show, while waiting in line and during the show

For optimal hydration drink something with electrolytes such as Gatorade or LiquidIV

Eat well!

Here are important things to know:

The venue is OUTDOORS! Bring a jacket for possible night fog!

The venue is cashless! Pay with card or mobile pay!

Parking: parking is very limited near the venue at the Lower Hearst and Upper Hearst lots, open at 5pm, card only. Additional parking off campus in downtown Berkeley here. We highly recommend the use of public transportation, biking or carpooling due to the very limited parking. Heavy traffic is expected on all show days. For maps, directions and details click here.

We have restrooms located on the North and South sides of the venue with gender neutral options on the 2nd level of the plaza. In addition, we have port-a- johns at the top of the lawn.

ADA info here 

Cameras: Point and shoot cameras are ok, but no professional cameras are prohibited. Cameras with a detachable lens of any kind and professional recording devices are not allowed, including GoPros.

Water: sealed water bottles, empty refillable water bottles ALLOWED. Water refill stations are located on the middle concourse at the Greek.

Food: small food items ALLOWED

Food and beverage map and menus here.

Personal seat cushions (no legs, no hard structure) ALLOWED

NO large blankets

NO bottles or cans

NO coolers or picnic baskets

NO Animals

NO tobacco products

NO Marijuana or any cannabis products

NO drugs

NO smoking

NO umbrellas

NO Fireworks, explosives and aerosols

NO knives, firearms, Brass knuckles, Tasers & mace/pepper spray, razor blades, box cutters, scissors and unsafe personal accessories or weapons of any kind

NO Lawn furniture or structured stadium chairs

NO hula hoops

NO musical instruments

NO Laser Pointers/flashlights

NO Bicycles, scooters, Segways, hoverboards, skateboards and roller blades

There is NO RE-ENTRY!

For Lost & Found email lostandfound@calperformances.org OR call here

VIEW VENUE MAP 

VIEW SEAT MAP

*This list is not exhaustive. Items not appearing on the list may still be prohibited at the discretion of Security

For more details click here

Bag Policy:

Small personal bags and backpacks ok

NO large backpacks

Banners, signs and flag policy:

NO flags

Contact:

For additional questions please call the venue at 510-871-9225. You can also access their website. Email:  contact@anotherplanetent.com. Check their twitter here and IG here for updates. Address: 2001 Gayley Rd, Berkeley, CA 94720. Venue: The Greek Theatre at UC Berkeley.