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skytechcleaningindia · 8 months

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Elevating Cleanliness: A Comprehensive Guide to Ride-On Scrubber Drier and Pressure Washers in Singapore

In the bustling metropolis of Singapore, where cleanliness and efficiency are paramount, advanced cleaning solutions have become the backbone of various industries. Among the standout technologies that redefine cleanliness standards are the ride-on scrubber driers and pressure washers. In this comprehensive guide, we will explore the functionalities and benefits of ride-on scrubber driers and pressure washers in Singapore, shedding light on how these cutting-edge cleaning machines contribute to maintaining pristine environments across diverse sectors.

Unveiling the Efficiency of Ride-On Scrubber Driers

As Singapore continues to embrace technological advancements, ride and scrubber drier in singapore have emerged as a game-changer in the cleaning industry. These machines combine the benefits of a scrubber and a drier, allowing for simultaneous cleaning and drying of large floor areas.

Key Features and Functionalities

Ride-on scrubber driers boast a range of features that make them exceptionally effective in various cleaning applications. From adjustable scrubbing pressure to efficient water usage, these machines are designed to optimize cleaning processes. The ride-on functionality not only enhances operator comfort but also allows for faster coverage of expansive areas.

Harnessing the Power of Pressure Washers in Singapore

Pressure washers have become indispensable for maintaining cleanliness and hygiene. These high-powered machines use pressurized water to remove dirt, grime, and contaminants from surfaces, making them ideal for a wide range of applications. From cleaning building exteriors to maintaining outdoor spaces, pressure washers play a crucial role in preserving the aesthetic appeal of Singapore's urban environment.

Versatility and Adaptability

One of the standout features of pressure washers lies in their versatility. With adjustable pressure settings and various nozzle attachments, these machines can tackle a spectrum of cleaning tasks with ease. From delicate surfaces that require a gentle touch to stubborn stains that demand high pressure, pressure washer in Singapore offer adaptability to meet diverse cleaning needs.

Conclusion

In conclusion, the adoption of ride-on scrubber driers and pressure washers in Singapore represents a significant leap forward in the realm of cleaning technology. These machines not only enhance efficiency and effectiveness but also contribute to a cleaner, more sustainable urban environment. As Singapore continues to evolve, the integration of advanced cleaning solutions will play a pivotal role in maintaining the city-state's reputation for cleanliness and efficiency.

#pressure washer singapore #ride scrubber drier singapore

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sbearqers · 2 years

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Ride on Floor Scrubber Machine

The ride on floor scrubber is a cleaning machine which is a great way to maintain a clean and beautiful floor. It also helps you save a lot of time, as you can clean a large area in a short period of time. A ride on floor scrubber is ideal for cleaning floors in factories, warehouses, malls, and more. You can even use it in hospitals, as it can help remove dirt from floors.

Whether you are working on a concrete floor or terrazzo, you can be assured that the ride on floor scrubber will be able to give you the best results. This type of floor cleaner can remove dirt and dust, as well as polish. They also feature a powerful engine, which is useful in removing debris. These scrubbers come in different sizes, so they are perfect for different areas. If you are planning on buying one, make sure that it fits your requirements.

Unlike walk behind floor scrubbers, the riding machine offers you the flexibility of moving through narrow and tight spaces. Moreover, you don't have to stop the unit to work on another task. However, it does need to be emptied after every use. Also, you need to choose the right size for the amount of time that you will be using it.

Depending on the size of your facility, you can purchase a smaller machine that is suitable for small walkways, lanes, and stairs. On the other hand, a larger machine can clean a large area in a shorter riding floor scrubber machine amount of time. Ride on floor scrubbers can be found in many different types, from walk on machines to ones that have a hybrid design. Some of the options you can choose from include disc and cylindrical scrubbers, and orbital high RPM scrubbers.

The largest model is the XP-R, which features a large solution tank. Moreover, this machine also features ergonomic steering, and an anti-collision design. In addition, the machine is able to clean in cold winter temperatures. Lastly, the machine's low center of gravity design makes it a lightweight machine.

Another option you can consider is the D7. This scrubber is compact, but it can provide excellent cleaning in areas with high foot traffic. It is particularly ideal for cleaning areas with underground parking or in purifying workshops. Even top five-star hotels use this device to clean their floors.

Compared to walk behind floor scrubbers, the ride on version is a more powerful machine, as it uses a powerful suction system. You can also use it in conjunction with other floor cleaners, such as a floor polish. Additionally, this type of scrubber is also a great alternative to traditional floor cleaners, as it provides the same benefits while being environmentally friendly.

One of the best features of this product is its ability to be used on a variety of surfaces, including terrazzo, vitrified brick, and wood. Moreover, it has a long expandable drain hose, which will keep the unit away from dangerous drop offs. Having a longer hose will also allow you to control how you dispose of solution.

#riding floor scrubber machine

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amancleaningequipments · 2 years

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#Scrubber Dryer machine #Scrubbing machine #Ride-on Scrubber Dryer #Auto Scrubber Dryer #Automatic Floor Cleaning Machine #Compact Auto Scrubber Dryer #Scubber dryer

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b14augrana · 4 months

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Scrubber

The aftermath of a Champions League final masterclass

Barça Femení x teen!reader

pt. 4 masterlist

Warnings: cuteness 💝💝💝 you guys know the status on that proofreading.

A/N: i was going to use catalan translation for majority of the spanish dialogue but the translator was not cooperating which sucks 🫤 sighhhh

i hope y’all missed her because the mighty brick wall of barcelona is back and better 💪🏼

our estrella, buenaza, spain minister of defense, pequeñita, nenita, bebita, chiquita, whatever you wanna call her, shes the team’s pride and joy 😚

Everyone was talking about the final for weeks. When you got back to Barcelona, it was like the entirety of Cataluña had watched it.

Even while you were walking with Irene to Mapi’s apartment, you got stopped on the street multiple times by Barcelona natives, praising your defensive performance. You thanked them of course, but you were still not used to the attention. If you weren’t used to this, you couldn’t imagine how Aitana felt.

“Will it always be like this?” you asked Irene, and she put an arm around your shoulder as you two walked. “Sí, but you’ll get used to it,” she replied.

The club had given the players a day to recover from the plane ride and relax before you started to celebrate the win. You and Irene slept over at Mapi’s apartment and then you all went back to the club facilities together to board the bus.

While you were in Bilbao doing the lap and talking to fans, you got handed a huge Boixos Nois flag, which you took without hesitation. It was surprisingly easy to get it onto the plane and when you landed in Barcelona, you stashed it (along with a few other things) in the locker room. That’s what you so urgently needed to grab when you ran into the facility, almost missing the bus as you ran back to it with the flag beneath your arm and your waistband loaded with other festive accessories... plus the scarf tied around your head.

"Buenaza, you have enough stuff?" Mapi asked, laughing at the flag and bulkiness beneath your shirt.

"Yeah, I think. Is it not enough?" you replied, and Mapi shook her head. "Don't worry, it's enough."

The bus jolted forward as it started to move, almost making you fall over. "(Y/N)!" Aitana said, beckoning you over to her.

You loved Aitana. At first, you were a little bit intimidated by her because of how incredible she is as a player. Normally when someone is that good, there is some sort of unspoken skill hierarchy that you feel separates you two, but Aitana was different. She wasn't like a mum to you — that role belonged to Fridolina — but instead she was like a big sister. Everyone on the team was like your big sister though. Aitana just happened to be one of your favourites.

"Sit down," she urged you, basically pulling you onto the spot beside her. She too had a scarf tied around her head, which you pointed out and said, "We're matching!"

"What's under your shirt?" Aitana asked, pointing at the lumps. "Oh, just some stuff. You can have a few if you want," you replied, lifting your shirt slightly to reveal the rather large blaugrana-coloured party poppers and streamers shoved into the waistband of your pants.

Aitana laughed and took a couple party poppers and a roll of streamers, "Gracías!"

You felt the bus turn, and that's when a question came to mind. "What do we do after the parade?"

"We're going to the Plaça Sant Jaume," Aitana replied, "But let's worry about that later. Look!" She stood up and looked over the railing, and you did the same.

Below you were what looked like thousands of people dressed in blue and red, waving flags and scarves and whatever else. You could hear music being performed live, and you saw confetti and red and blue smoke.

"Mierda..." you whispered, taking it all in. You saw a sign in the crowd; '(Y/N) (Y/L/N), EL MINISTRO DE DEFENSA ESPAÑA'. You took a minute to translate it in your head and when it clicked to you, a wide grin appeared on your face.

Aitana shook you and held up her party poppers, signalling you to do the same. When you got them out, you two held them off the side of the bus and after Aitana counted down from 3, you both pulled them, sending a stream of red and blue confetti down to the people on the street below.

“Aitana, (Y/N)!” Alexia yelled from the other side of the bus, waving you two over. You walked over to her, making sure to grab your flag.

“What’s going on?” you asked, and she pointed to the camera. “Team photo! You’re in the front, since you’re la estrella de la temporada,” Alexia said, thrusting you downwards to sit in front of everyone else. You looked at her stunned, about to object and say you’d rather stand, but then the cameraman told you to look towards the camera and smile. You grumbled under your breath but obliged, and you felt a pair of hands on your shoulders. You looked up to see that they belonged to Alexia, who was smiling at you proudly.

“Nuestra estrella es la millor!” Aitana yelled, jumping at the back and blowing the last of her party poppers just as the cameraman took the photo.

You flushed red. You felt so appreciated, not only by your teammates but by the fans too. When you joined the team, you were also concerned about being taken in by the fans. The girls always said that without their support they’d be nothing, so they were extremely important to you. Seeing them wear your jersey, hearing their cheers for you, feeling their love whenever you walked into the stadium, it all meant the world to you.

“Okay, photo’s done. Let’s celebrate!” Patri yelled, and everyone agreed. You shot to your feet, grabbing your flag and running to the back of the bus. You held it by the end of the pole, waving the large flag over the railing. Aitana and Patri joined you, flinging the rest of the streamers off the back of the buss and collecting confetti from the ground to sprinkle on the crowd and in each other’s hair.

Mapi ran up to you three and starting jumping up and down, waving her flag. “Una bandera ens agermanaaaa!” she sung, grinning as she waved her bandera proudly.

The bus eventually stopped outside the city hall and you all filed off. The city hall’s architecture was classical, and you liked it very much. You didn’t immediately go inside though; you spent a good 10 minutes personally talking to fans down below, and you also took some photos and other media for the club Instagram page. You enjoyed interacting with the fans, and you were slowly warming up to the idea of it.

You admired the building as you walked inside, and you were led up the stairs and to the balcony which overlooked many more fans. A microphone was passed around between each player, giving them the chance to speak to the fans.

The girls took turns greeting the fans. Alexia croaked out a “Visca el Barça” and Frido could barely say “Hola” with her voice being so gone. Lucy spoke Catalan for the first time in forever, per Ona’s request, and then the microphone ended up with you.

“Hola,” you started off, not really sure what to say. Mapi leaned towards the mic and said, “Si no te das cuenta, está muy nerviosa,” laughing mischievously as you yanked the mic away from her.

“¡No la escuches! Todo lo que tengo que decir es que Barcelona es el mejor club del mundo!” you said into the mic, your voice cracking. You hadn’t even realised you lost your voice up until then, but you laughed it off nervously, just wanting to give the mic away. “Visca Barça y visca Cataluña!”

You hurriedly passed the mic to Mapi, breathing a sigh of relief once it was out of your grasp. You weren’t the best at speaking to such a huge crowd yet, but you could’ve done worse.

Just then, you remembered that the Euros and Olympics were only a few months away. You knew how much talking and interviews that entailed, which wasn’t really up your lane. Like you told yourself before, this lifestyle would take some getting used to.

Suddenly, your phone buzzed in your pocket, making you raise an eyebrow. You fished around for it and when you eventually pulled it out, your eyes widened in alarm. ‘Hurry! Your 813 day streak is about to end! Log in to Hay Day claim your rewards’ flashed across your screen, and you had never slapped in your password faster. On top of everything, how could you forget?

“Finally logging in?” Ale asked, and you nodded. “I thought something was seriously wrong with you when I didn’t see you checking up on Bagheera Land,” she continued. That wasn’t meant to be the name of your town, but Mapi had gotten into your phone one day, changed the name of it, and you had never changed it back.

“Come on, we’re going back to headquarters and then you have to start packing so we can leave,” she said, and you put your phone back in your pocket as you walked down the stairs of the city hall.

You had received your call up to the Spain national team not very long ago. At first you were hesitant to accept because of the movement against the Spanish football federation, and you confided in Mapi about it, telling her you wanted to protest against the federation with her, but she had convinced you to take the opportunity. She said it would help you grow closer to your Barcelona teammates and also meet the other Spain internationals, plus develop as a player. You were still hesitant, but you listened.

Then you learnt that the upcoming matches were Euro qualifiers and the matches after that would be Olympic games. That terrified you. To Aitana you were always ‘Pequeñita’, to Irene you were ‘Nenita’ and to Mapi you were ‘Bebita’ — you were basically a baby, you couldn’t play in such big tournaments!

You poured all of these feelings out to Alexia on the bus ride back to headquarters. At the end of your rant, she put her hand on your shoulder and looked at you intently. “Chiquita, you played in the final of the biggest European club competition and ended up being the player of the match. Without you, we wouldn’t have won that! You can play in the Olympics and the Euros, I believe in you.”

She wrapped her arms around you in a reassuring hug which you gratefully accepted, hugging her back tightly. “Thank you. I feel a little bit better about it now,” you giggled.

“Now, when we get back to headquarters, grab your stuff from your cubby and make sure you pack tonight. I’ll come pick you up tomorrow from Irene’s and if you’re not fully packed…”

“I will be, I promise,” you answered. “Can I take my Vidić jersey?”

“Chiquita, we’re only playing two matches. You’ll be reunited with your beloved jersey in no time,” Ale said. That wasn’t enough reassurance for you, and you looked at her with pleading eyes. The woman grumbled and shook her head, fighting back a smile. “Fine, I guess you can bring it.”

“You’re the best, Ale!”

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nanaslutt · 11 months

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nsfw <3

MDNI

i cant stop thinking abt suguru’s hair…

Geto’s hair is so pullable.. always in that topknot bun, silk pressed strands caressing his shoulders.

His hair literally reaches his ass likeee.

I know he takes such good care of it too, he babies his scalp w one of those shower scrubbers used to massage in shampoo.

Spending his hard earned money pretending to be a monk on only the best products.

So I KNOWWWW his head is so sensitive from being treated so pristinely all the time.

I bet if you just pulled on in while you rode his cock he would cum right then and there.

Pulling his pretty locks when he goes down on you???? cumming in his pants.

better yet, riding his face and using his mouth to get yourself off while you tug and tug at his hair??? his eyes are rolling back and he’s coming untouched all over his pretty stomach.

Feeling ur nails run along his scalp when you made out???? underwear=ruined.

And i know he sounds absolutely filthy when you do it too

I’m talkin sounds straight out of a porno leavin his pretty lips, face so flushed at the manhandling NGHHHHHHHHHHH

geto gasping against ur lips when he cums in his pants unexpectedly the first time you ever pull his hair.

you didn’t even even mean to do it, he just sucked your tongue into his mouth and it felt soooo good you needed something to ground yourself

whatever you do don’t imagine him humping his hips into your clothes cunt while he rode out his high from just tugging on his hair

pulling back his mouth, panting and drooling, so looking fucked out when he asks you to “please do that again.”

endless possibilities of what you could do with this new information flooding your brain.

ohhhhhhhhh my gof i need him

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wittlesissyb4by · 5 months

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When you’re busy scrubbing the floors and accidentally catch a glimpse of yourself in the reflection of the oven.

You’ve tried to avoid mirrors when you can. Anything to avoid facing the reality of your changed persona, as if the soggy diapers and uncomfortable outfits aren’t already a constant reminder.

Oh how far you’ve fallen. You were one of the most popular kids in school. A star athlete, full-ride scholarship, girls constantly fawning over you, etc.

Now look at you.

You can hardly even recognize yourself. Eyebrows tweezed, lips glazed with gloss, fake eyelashes heavy on your lids, make-up caking your face, every hair on your body freshly waxed, except for the hair on your head that is tucked back into a tight ponytail.

You can’t even remember the last time you’ve had a proper orgasm. Your dick stays locked in a tiny metal cage that is virtually flat on the front, constantly leaking tears of pre-cum into your diapers. You clench and rock backward, hoping the diaper will wiggle the plug in your ass, pressing it against your prostate and providing you with the only sexual stimulation you’re allowed nowadays.

You work the scrubber back and forth over the hardwood. It’s pointless really, there’s only so many times it needs to be done, but when you’re set to be a prissy maid and clean for 12 hours a day, you have to find something to occupy your time. Every day you have to clean the toilets, even though you never get to use them. You wish you didn’t take for granted how nice and convenient it was to actually sit on one and empty your bowels into something that wasn’t going to smush the warm mush right back up against you.

You hear a bell ring.

“Ohhh Sissy!!” Calls a voice from the other room. “Your…services…are needed!!”

Great. Your Mistress has a man over. You wonder if you’re being called in to act as the fluffer or the cum catcher. Probably both. She likes making you watch, reminding you of your life used to be. How you used to have sex, until you started going off and having sex with someone other than your wife.

“Coming, Miss!” You call in your prissy high-pitched voice.

You set the scrubber back in the bucket, tucking your hair back behind your ear. You try not to, but you can’t help but take one last, tiny peek at your reflection. If this is how your life is going to be from now on, at least you can say you look somewhat pretty while doing it.

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high-five0 · 1 month

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•FIC MASTERLIST•

So this is basically every fic I’ve reblogged so I can access them and see them organized! (Also kind of a fic recommendation post) If there’s any recommendations of what I should read please let me know!

Most of these fics will be platonic!

-Formula One-

•Platonic Grid•

“Martins Grid walk” -taking over the grid walk is not for the faint of heart

“Slow Down, Red Flag” -what the reader does when the racing comes to a stop

“Pure Chaos 2, 3” - amazing multi part smau

“Caffeine of Choice” -a few drivers don’t get your choice of energy

“Golden (Son)” -Prema driver with OP81 as a grid dad

“Early Risers V. Night Owls” -some just don’t understand the morning grumpies

“Line Up” -Pole position equals pissy fans

“Dear Spa” -the Belgium track takes another (read for a good cry)

“Reality” -the cameras not capture everything

“Grill the Kid” “Grill the Grid” -two fics based on the quiz show

“Annoying little brothers” -self explanatory

“Grid Kids”

“Monopoly”

•MV1💙•

“Block Out the Haters” -Max defends his teammate

•CL16❤️•

“Don’t get Squeezed” -Charles little sisters position at the Chinese GP has her worried

•CS55❤️•

“Human Shield”-podium celebrations can get messy very quickly

“You don’t like spicy food?”-trying to play mermaids with chili

•DR3🩶•

“Be your Wingman” -a little crush on a sky sport reporter has someone being a tease

•SV5💚•

“Films of Anger” -Racing incident has too childhood friends explode at eachother (very brocedes core)

“Learning how to Drive” -she can driver at over 200 mph but not on a normal road

•KR7❤️•

“Very Sleepy One Bed” -long races and sharing hotel rooms

“Future world Champ” -a talk with Kimi and Seb about the new driver

“Giddy Goodbyes” -ending the season can be sad but a helmet swap can make it a little better

•LS2🩵•

“Team USA”-Logan supports his girl competing as an Olympic surfer SMAU

“Rookie Reflections” -Logan befriends the new rookie (first f1 fic I’ve ever read)

•OP81🧡•

“Rewatching love” -a group of old Prema drivers watch their old f2 videos

•LH44🖤•

“Driver Headcannons”

•PA17🤍•

“Crash Into Me” -enemies to lovers with the one bed trope what’s not to love?

-Women’s Basketball-

•PB5•

“Courtside”- “what are you doing here? I thought you had to study”

“Teammate Headcannons”

“Sleepyhead”

•KA2•

“Dating Headcannons”

•KM20•

“While we’re young” -the aces play the liberty and 2 lovers are joined together

“I wanna listen to the sound of you breathing” -just 5 more minutes

-FC Barcelona-

•Braça Femeni•

“Head in the Clouds”

“Scrubber” -la Roja debute”

“First” -Scoring your first club goal

“Priorities” -being late to practice opens up a new can of worms

“Numb” -nobody likes a rough game

•ML4•

“Protection” -injury on the field

•JF11•

“Joao with a formula 1 driver”

-Call of Duty-

•Task Force 141•

“Ain’t that a kick in the head” -just some Headcannons of new recruit

“One hell of a first mission” -your first mission goes sideways

“Migraines”

•Ghost•

“Right Behind you” -Ghost wants to keep his distance but can’t (first cod fic I’ve ever read)

“Headcannons”

“A Bedtime Story” -it’s not your fault ghost has a soothing voice

“Like Riding a Bike” -ghost finds out you never learned to ride a bike

“Picture Perfect” -snoring on the plane home

“Rodan”

-Top Gun-

•Dagger Squad•

“Friendship Bracelets”-making brackets for your squad

“Rookie” - not everyone a fan of the new recruit

•Rooster•

“Personal Space” -you like your personal space, a certain aviator likes it too

•Iceman•

“Blood in the Water” -a crash scares everyone

-MCU-

•Deadpool and Wolverine•

“Two pease in a pod”

“Troublemaker” -Wolverine seems to be there for you more times than anyone else

“The Spiderling”

“Oscar Worthy Performance”- the cops cannot be called, so you find one man to vouch for you

•Moonkight•

“Recruitment gone right?” -the avengers sent you to recruit a mercenary

•Daredevil•

“They’re Gonna Taste my Venom”- Venom and his host stumble upon a lawyer

•Spider-Man(s)”

“Art with Hands”- Hobie is the best sign language teacher

-Star Wars-

•The Clone Wars•

•Fives•

“Smugglers” -stealing treats from another commander

“Food Fight”

•104th Battalion•

“Cuddling the 104”

“Mama Wolffe” -Wolffe was grump and unnerving… to most

•Delta Squad•

“Headcannons”

•The Mandolorian•

“Come and Get Me” -Din will always come back for you

-The Last of Us-

“So Far From It”-you get into some trouble but know exactly who to call

“Carved Over the Door” - Joel finally figures out your secret

“The Tunnel” -not a very good get away driver

-Na’vi-

“Angry Spirit” -doing anything for your siblings

•Neteyaem•

“Golden Child” -A battle for the paise of your parents

“And your Brother is Here”

-Random-

•Arcane•

“Stumbled Upon” -Silco stumbled upon one of Vanders Kids

•The Hunger Games•

“Swear” - Finnick helps the new victor

#star wars #formula 1 #f1 #f1 x reader #the clone wars #f1 imagine #across the spiderverse #the bad batch #lando norris #top gun #top gun x female reader #top gun x reader #the last of us x reader #joel miller x you #Star Wars x reader

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reginaldqueribundus · 1 year

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the year is 2048. a smiling young farmer in a power wheelchair sells me the biggest bag of muesli I've ever seen out of a market stall built from repurposed drone parts. he sees the toys in my reusable bag and insists on throwing in some homemade cat treats “on the house”. I get an email from the wind farm: they've deposited another $20 in my account for using up excess electricity outside peak hours, so I decide to splurge on some flavoured honey and boba tea. I tell the barista I feel like a billionaire today and she smiles politely and asks me what a “billionaire” is. I run into an old friend handing out free insulin packets and we spend some time catching up. I've got a new gig at the organ printing depot and she's on rotating job assignments with the Workers' Cooperative: this month is insulin distribution, last month was reprogramming robot dogs as automated planters for the pollinator farm, next month she'll be on a work crew converting the old football stadium into a greenhouse. She's been sleeping in the park (by choice, of course, the local housing co-op has tons of suites open) but the climate bureau is cloud seeding this weekend and we're expecting a lot of rain. I invite her to crash at my place. She smiles and says she would like that. Our trolley ride home is briefly halted by an impromptu pride parade and the sun is setting as we pass the ivy-covered sign advertising the golf course that once existed where my neighbourhood now stands. A friendly technician explains she's just finished replacing the faulty router on our block so we can use the public WiFi again. I start a fire in the fireplace and sort through some mail: a postcard from one of my exes in Hawaii installing carbon dioxide scrubbers that double as frog habitats, a flyer for a music recital at the rehab clinic, and a letter from International Blood Services declining my donation because they are fully stocked. I ask my Global Music Archive uplink to select a random decade, country and genre and it starts a playlist while the two of us snuggle together on the couch under a hand-knitted blanket and my cat makes biscuits on top. On TV, a newscaster says global temperatures are at their lowest point in the last 40 years. I flip channels to some standup comedian saying kids these days don't know how to conceal when they're high because there's no cops anymore. We laugh until the rain softly falling on the roof lulls us to sleep.

#microfiction #hope for the future #a post by me™#this deserved its own post i hope it brightens someone's day

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