#saint louis park

[stuffaboutminneapolis]

Young women meeting to play tennis at the Pastime Arena (soon to be called the "Roller Garden") in Saint Louis Park (1957) via St. Louis Park Historical Society

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It was just a dream; she felt everything, the way the towels felt in her hands as she was folding them. Laying them out on the table, she knew music was playing in the background but couldn't make out the song. Everything around her was a blur a table stood in front of her, in her dream she was folding towels and she was told to finish everything in that bin but that bin kept growing higher, no matter how far she'd get the towels piled up she'd be there for a while, it was a nightmare of never ending white clouds in her bin but just has she thought she'd never make it through this night, something caught her eye, started off small a shimmer out of the corner of her eye, her heart fluttered as he walked past than she caught and knew the glow of a tall, tan man and oh so handsome though she didn't see him she felt it all as he walked past her table of towels she kept folding like it was her duty. What seemed like hours she was still at her table, he walked by her again she told herself no way he'll talk to me he's a man of higher quality and I'm in rags, as her thought ran it's course, he spoke to her "have a goodnight." that's all it took, she was off in another dream, his voice sent fireworks to her soul, the towels she was folding disappeared, her body was formless, she became a star, she was apart of the universe, floating among the galaxy, watching planets go by, it was heaven in her eyes. Her heart was free, She was elsewhere and yet she was still holding a towel waiting to be folded, what seemed to be an hour after jumping out of her body was nearly seconds as he walked by, walking up those stairs and out of her life after that everything became a nightmare, without him in her life nothing works, lucky for her it was a just a dream she doesn't want to wake up from.

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I crave his voice! I crave to feel his voice! I crave to listen to his voice! To listen to absorb his sound, have his voice hit my bones, Laying on his chest to feel the vibration of his voice hitting my body listening to every heartbeat to every tune of his voice. I crave his voice in the purest of ways. I crave to hear his voice to listen to his voice to know his voice from a mile away to pick out his voice in a room full of people talking to know his voice is the only voice that draws me in knowing that one voice is the only voice that calms every storm inside of me. Knowing his voice wraps me up in a blanket of sound bringing me nothing but pure peace. I crave that voice

I crave his voice.

Intimacy is not just physical. To crave a persons presence and energy rather than just their body is the purest form of intimacy.

[bigtoeinthewind]

Frank Lloyd Wright Houses in the Minneapolis Area

On Thursday evening, we didn't work late on this work trip so I drove around to see some sights.

I had mapped out a route of stops in a particular order using Google Maps on my laptop and sent the link to my phone. Only when I left the car rental place, did I find that the link did not work properly on my phone so I had to wing it. I ended up visiting everything in the wrong order. And it took maybe twice as long because I think I have the "Avoid highways" setting on the phone.

Note that three of these are private residences and I was careful not to trespass.

Henry Neil House, Minneapolis, Minnesota

Paul Olfelt House, Saint Louis Park, Minnesota

Malcolm Willey House, Minneapolis, Minnesota

And it was night time when I finally made it to the former Fasbender Medical Clinic in Hastings, Minnesota. It's currently an office for Edward Jones financial advisors.

I attempted to see another house in Stillwater but it was just way too dark.

This was my planned route.

And this is what I actually did.

[blackpinkofficialupdates]

BLACKPINK at Paris Fashion Week SS25

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I wish I had my person. It's hard to survive knowing I felt his voice on this out of body level and my family since than have tried to kill me.

I wish he was here to save me (even from myself sometimes)

Knowing I felt his voice that took me to the stars it's hard to live with around those who share the same blood as me and yet want me 6ft under because they can't understand how sensitive I am to my twin soul my mom has tried to kill me more than 3 times and failed

Nashville to MI failed to kill me

the streets of Minneapolis tried to take my life too and still I live

I want him more than ever to heal the love I am.

To open up the love I hold deep inside let it pour out of me and into this world so they can have a heart stopping moment to see how much love I still am after they even tried to take my life

I wish he was here.

[wgm-beautiful-world]

The famed Jewel Box in Forest Park in St. Louis, Missouri, UNITED STATES

[pwnicholson]

Angles of the Arch by Paul Nicholson Via Flickr: Various angles of the Gateway Arch

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It's true! Because of his voice and what it gave me because of him I keep going! Because of that out of body experience I got when his voice touched me I keep going because of his voice I keep going because of him

“I want to inspire people. One day I hope someone looks at me and says “because of you, I didn’t give up.””

— Unknown

[cato-of-blamesociety]

A year ago..."Rose Street" #remix | week 19 of #32weeksmixtape by @blame_cato of @b.l.a.m.e.society was uploaded!

#VinceStaples killed this beautiful instrumental, and I wanted a piece of it as well. I did, however want to take it in a different direction. The hook on his version echos the idea that love isn't worth it or rather isn't for him at the moment, "love, what's that? Trust what's that? Us, what's that...I'm married to gang/money..." | My hook is "she know we in love, all in, trust all in, us all in. I'm married to my very bestfriend".

In this track I highlight my wife by recounting my marriage proposal to her. 💍❤️‍🩹🔥💐

[rabbitcruiser]

American Revolutionary War: Battle of Quebec on December 31, 1775: British forces repulsed an attack by Continental Army General Richard Montgomery.

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Honestly I need to be held, I need a hug from someone who is my rock what I need is to picked up from this floor and carried by real caring loving arms

How beautiful, I know you need someone who supports you and love you, someone who's there every day with you, who listens you and truly treats you well, someone who's kind to you and gentle, I believe there's a good humble man for you somewhere

A good man allows you to forget about the past

[future-crab]

People in the US: find a protest for Rafah

I found out about my local protest too late to attend (I don't have a car and I live in an area with zero public transportation) so I thought I'd share this list of protests so that other people might be able to go to their's!

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February 12, 2024

AUSTIN, TEXAS | 5PM 1100 Congress

CHICAGO, IL | 4:30 PM Federal Plaza 230 Dearborn Ave

SEATTLE, WASHINGTON | 6 PM University of Washington Station

MANHATTAN, NY | 4 PM Union Square

SAINT LOUIS, MO | 2:30 PM @ Kirkwood Park 111 So. Geyser Rd.

February 13, 2024

SAN DIEGO, CA | 4:30 PM Federal Plaza

SAN FRANCISCO, CA | 5:30 PM Federal Building

ATLANTA, GA | 7 PM Israeli consulate

PHILADELPHIA, PA | 5:30 PM 1400 JFK Blvd

PITTSBURGH, PA | 5 PM 4100 Forbes Ave

HOUSTON, TX | 4 PM Houston City Hall

February 14, 2024

PHOENIX, AZ | 4 PM NE Corner of 7th St & McDowell Rd

WASHINGTON, DC | 2 PM Dupont Circle

February 15, 2024

AUSTIN, TX | 10 AM Austin City Hall, 301 2nd St

February 16, 2024

EAU CLAIRE, WI | 5 PM Corner of Hwy 93 and Golf Rd (Outside Hardee’s)

February 18, 2024

NEW ORLEANS, LA | 11:30 AM ARMSTRONG PARK

February 19, 2024

CHICAGO, IL | 11 AM Chicago History Museum, Children’s Fountain

February 25, 2024

SAINT PAUL, MN | 1 PM 1176 N Mississippi River Blvd, St. Paul, MN.

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[saintslewis]

𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌

𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

pairing: sir lewis hamilton x black fem!oc; nadia hamilton

summary: nadia’s got a new job, life is going great (we do not mention singapore ’23) and she has a loving husband! nothing could go wrong, right?

warnings: cussing, outfit descriptions, suggestive stuff bc i love teasing you guys, slight angst too! (tw: qatar ‘23)

saint’s team radio 🫧: hey…..hey. i did not realise that it’s been almost 7 months without giving you guys lewdia….you guys are too kind i swear oh em gee 😭. like i always say, the last chapter bummed me out but we’re back now! i hope you enjoy this one, guys and thank you for sticking around 🥹

pls like, comment and reblog (i’m watching you)

taglist is down below!

fc: @/unclewaffles_ on ig!

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LONDON, UNITED KINGDOM

Lewis watched as his wife stepped out of the private exit of the upscale restaurant with her red bottoms clacking against the gravel of the parking lot behind the building. Holding the train of her dress like a true princess, she flicked her hair behind her shoulder as she made eye contact with her husband and a huge grin filled her face.

He leaned on the cullinan with a bouquet of white roses sitting pretty on the hood of the car and the infamous pink box from her favourite bakery, a swell of pride in his chest as he watched Nadia walk closer and closer to him.

“You, Sir,” She started, placing her clutch on the hood. “You’re looking at the brand new creative designer for Louis Vuitton.” Nadia expressed, her excitement kept in but the smile showed all her emotions. “The dinner went so well, baby, that the executives moved me from just working in Pharrell’s team to the general team in LV.” She giggled, trying her level best to surpress the excitement.

Lewis’ jaw dropped at the news. He knew Nadia was always gunning for a second chance in the fashion world and after months of communication, deep emotions and frustration, her biggest dream has come true. He could the tears prick his eyes as he watched his wife’s eyes glimmer with happiness.

“Nadia…oh my god, sweetheart. This is huge, this is…everything. I’m so proud of you, love.” Lewis spoke, his arms circling her waist and pulling her impossibly close. It truly sunk in as he spun her around in his arms and her laughter rang through the night sky. “How are you feeling? This is massive, babe, I can’t believe this.” Lewis spoke in disbelief, the ever growing smile never leaving his lips.

“I’m so shocked, I almost screamed and cried when Jean-Luc said that. Then my first thought was to facetime you then I remembered that I was still in work mode. Baby, they even asked that I sign the contract as soon as possible. Like?! Me?! I dreamt of this, Lewis, for years and I just-” The waterworks beat Nadia to her words, a few tears slipping down her cheeks.

Lewis didn’t have to say much, he just hugged her, her head softly placed on his chest and he most certainly didn’t mind that her makeup would get on his shirt. “Oh my god, I need to tell my babies Willow and Kaiden. Then the girls then- this is just so overwhelming and exciting!” She smiled wide, wiping her tears, not caring about her makeup anymore.

Nadia’s eyes finally drifted to the large bouquet staring right back at her along with the faint scent of the croissants. “Was it your job to just make me cry today? I’ve been craving these things for weeks.” Her bottom lip curled into a sweet pout before opening up the box and immediately munching on one.

“Nads, you didn’t even see the flowers? These things are heavy, you know?” He chuckled, watching move crumbs into her mouth.

She laughed. “Trust, I saw them. I had to get some real food first, they in there feeding people thoughts of food with a side of caviar.” She joked, taking up another bite of her pain au chocolat.

nadiahamilton

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nadiahamilton this girl is now a creative designer for @.louisvuitton. i’m eternally grateful for this opportunity, thank you 🤍

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user THIS IS HUGE OH MY GOD CONGRATULATIONS MOTHERRRR

arianagrande nadiaaaaa i’m so proud of you!! can’t wait to celebrate you 🫧

charlottieee ARE YOU FUCKING JOKINGGGGG AHHHH

nadiahamilton girl i told you already 🧍🏽‍♀️

charlottieeee STILL THIS IS SO AMAZING

louisvuitton welcome to the family, Madam Nadia! Very excited to work with you in the future ❤️

nadiahamilton I can’t wait to start!

user damn i also wanna use my last name to get me into places that i was never supposed to go to

user you’re such a bitter bitch. you’d never say this about a white man

user TELL EM OOMF

chunkz you making big moves, sister 🥹

user THAT BOUQUET!!!

fencer sister in law is doing insane things! so proud 🥳

nadiahamilton milesssss 🥹

zendaya we’re officially co-workers! ahhh this is amazing, congratulations big sis

nadiahamilton you’re officially my work wife 😛

kehlani vv proud of you, baby girl!!!! only wearin your pieces from now on, trust

iamcardib steal my entire comment, why don’t you? 😐

latto777 y’all ain’t doin enough, i’m getting this shit tatted on me! 🗣️

alexandrasaintmleux sending the biggest bouquet of flowers to you tinkerbell!

nadiahamilton love you always, alex!

iamkaylanicole THEE GIRL, OKAY?!

nadiahamilton kaylaaaa bae 🥹

user from high school teacher to creative designer for lv….. this ain’t shady to y’all?

megantheestallion NOPE

user mother has spoken

lewishamilton clean

nadiahamilton don’t piss me off 🧍🏽‍♀️

lewishamilton i love you, darling and i’m very proud of you ❤️💐

user motherrrrr 🥹

user still can’t have kids btw

nadiahamilton and your bf is still in the ground, now what

user she went LOWER omg 😭

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LUSAIL INTERNATIONAL CIRCUIT, DOHA, QATAR

Nadia was already missing Japan and Mexico. Those two races had been the most fun she had experienced this entire season. The car was behaving surprisingly and Lewis was very positive about the outcome of the car, saying the team seemed to finally listen to him.

She was riding solo this time, Miles having to leave early for some work reasons and their friends just saying something about the vibe of the track didn’t sit right with them. Shrugging her shoulders, Nadia packed and went to Lusail with her man, packing her work books as well for sketches.

It was unbearably hot on race day but she had still covered up because she knew of the strict rules around her. Thank goodness the fabrics of her outfit were breathable but she wouldn’t be surprised if her lace lifted a tad bit. Her prescription glasses perched on her nose with her pencil tapping on the corner of her mouth as she sketched potential pieces a new collection that LV was planning to release.

The sweet sounds of jazz rang through her earphones as she swung her feet. Lewis’ driver’s room was comfortable enough for the both of them to be in their own worlds together. Lewis was also focused on his little notebook, focusing on the first lap mostly as he was starting in the front with George. His leg was bouncing, thinking of how things would go for him in this race.

Nadia was the first to put her sketchbook down sigh internally, fanning herself with her hands. He followed suit, taking his airpods off and setting them aside. Lewis gently patted his thigh and Nadia hopped off the ‘bed’ and into his lap, leaning back and feeling his chin on her shoulder as his arms circled her waist and pulled her closer.

“It’s just you and me this time.” Nadia spoke softly, playing with the hem of her shirt. Lewis could only hum in agreement. “I don’t know how to feel about this one. The last two were good and that kind of scares me because the car hasn’t been reliable all year.” He sighed. “I don’t know, love…”

“What are you thinking, Lew?” She took a moment to allow him to respond. He leaned his forehead against her shoulder. “I..They listened to me, Nads. They don’t..they don’t usually do that. I should be able to trust them, you know?” Lewis expressed and Nadia could feel his despair in his words.

She took a moment before saying anything. “Are you thinking of-”

“No. No, I’ve been with them for majority of my career. They’re family to me.” Lewis lifted his head, his voice harbouring slight offence at the mere thought of…that happening.

“Do they feel the same towards you though?” Nadia said, letting the sentence linger in the air for a moment. “You give them everything and they give everything to your teammate. I’m not saying that you should…leave. Never. I just want to see you happy in a car that you can drive.” She fidgeted with her nails this time.

Lewis took his time to respond. The thoughts racing in his head. He is Mercedes. He wants to retire with them. But do they want to?

“I made it deep, innit? I’m sorry.” She chuckled, trying to lift the mood. “I know you’ll do amazing today. I’m just chatting.”

He bounced the leg that she was sitting on. “Heyyy, it’s okay, these conversations are needed. You’re a gem.” Lewis said, kissing her temple. Nadia turned to kiss him fully and when pulling away, she pecked his lips again.

“You’ll kill it today, I just know it.” She smiled.

Nadia, in fact, did not know it.

Her eyebrows were furrowed with her mouth slightly ajar as she watched her husband stand next to his car as he was knocked off the track by his own teammate. Watched as he crossed the track on foot, as they lifted the car from the gravel, as he walked through the garage with his helmet still on and his shoulders slumped in defeat, watched as he walked past her.

After what felt hours of silence sat in his driver’s room in complete shock, the man of the hour placed his cap on as he prepared to walk out of the driver’s room to the masses.

“Why’d you post that? Why’d you say you’re sorry?” Nadia finally spoke up, halting him from leaving just yet.

His hand was on the handle for a second before letting go. “Because I am. What happened out there was my fault.” He muttered, looking directly at her.

“Don’t actually piss me off, Lewis. What I saw, what the world saw? That was sickening. You can go out there and say how awful you feel for doing that to George and the team and how sorry you are but in this room? You cannot lie to my face like that.” Nadia crossed her arms, not wanting to come off as angry but it was getting worse.

“Nadia, you can’t possibly be mad at me for something I did. I was in the wrong. I need to go apologise to the team.” Lewis told her, fully facing the woman.

She took a breath, collecting her words. “They’re going to humiliate you. Do you understand how dehumanising that is?” Nadia asked, her throat feeling tight and her eyes prickly.

Lewis scoffed and looked away, scratching his beard. “I’m not doing this with you right now.”

“Lewis Hamilton, what the fuck happened out there? Tell me to my face what happened.” Nadia pointed in between her eyes, standing to her full height not breaking eye contact.

“George crashed into me. Fuck, is that what you want to hear?” He ran a hand down his face, not believing he actually admitted that out loud.

She let it linger in the air for a few moments. “Thank you. You can go and play superhero. You’ll know where to find me.” Turning away from him, she hopped back onto the bed and carried on with her sketches.

Licking his teeth and holding his breath, he looked at the ground and left the room filled with immense tension.

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Hours. Hours passed and she hadn’t said a word to him. She watched as his phone buzzed with all sorts of supportive messages from friends and family. She sat in bed, staring at the bathroom door and waited for him to get out so she could sleep peacefully.

Lewis appeared with just his boxers on and his eyes immediately connected with hers and you could cut the tension with a knife. All he did was call her over with a tilt of his head and she was on her feet before she could even think about it. As soon as she was in front of him, his hand was splayed over her lower back and his other lifting her chin.

“What you did today…it was needed. I have to thank you for that, love.” He murmured, looking all over her face except her eyes and his thumb lightly brushing over her bottom lip.

With her mouth slightly open, he took the chance to slip his thumb into her mouth, immediately allowing her to melt into his arms. “You have to remember though, baby. You always have to remember…” He whispered, kissing her forehead.

Nadia nodding her head unconsciously, her eyes softening and just like that, she was putty in his hands.

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AUSTIN, TEXAS

“Okay but think about it though! These cowboy boots are comfortable.” Nadia exclaimed to her friends as she leaned on the kitchen island.

Amara gave her friend the side eye. “Girl, trust me when I say you’ll regret saying all that at the end of the day.” The woman patted her face with setting powder, looking in the huge mirror just outside the kitchen.

The airbnb Tia rented for the weekend was abnormally large but it was able to fit the whole friend group in with some extra space. The sunlight shined through the floor to ceiling windows as the morning sun greeted Austin.

“The goal here was to look like a Dallas Cowboy cheerleader, Amara.” Nadia informed, her hands on her hips and her jewellery jangling.

In that moment, Natalia jogged down the stairs. “The actual goal here, besties, is to get to the track before we miss the performance or the race!” She exclaimed, fixing her dress then her hair. “Plus Andrew is saving us some bomb ass slushies.”

Nadia’s eyes widened, immediately running to her and Lewis’ room to get an alternative pair of shoes. “I feel like you should’ve mentioned that earlier, Nat!” She shouted as she bolted up the stairs.

The slushy was very refreshing under the Texan sun. The girls were right, the cowboy boots wouldn’t have worked out for the amount of walking and standing she had to do for this particular day.

Everything was going well, the Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders performed so perfectly, Nadia even thought of potentially joining them one day but that seemed far fetched. The start of the race was smooth, knowing it was going to become a battle of some sort between Lewis and Charles. The guests in The 44 club were very hyped for the race and the vibes were just right.

That’s how Nadia knew something was too good to be true. Lewis had gotten on the podium with the biggest smile on his face as everyone celebrated around him. The celebrations continued into the evening, the friend group having a party of their own in the airbnb.

“I think we should come here for December, what do you think? Maybe Aspen?” Lewis asked his wife, laying his head on her shoulder as she held a smoothie in her hand, watching her friends play a board game that she checked out of a while ago.

“I’m not skiing though, I’ll watch you do your thing baby.” She smiled softly at the thought of spending Christmas with her new family.

Lewis hummed. “That’s good enough for me. Though…I might have to whisk us away somewhere special soon. I’ve got a surprise for you.” He hinted, a grin on his face that could light up the room.

“What on earth are you planning? You’re always up to something.” She giggled, barely thinking of what the surprise could be.

Miles stood up from the carpet with his phone in his hand, his jaw dropped a bit. “Mate, you got disqualified.” His usual loud voice going quiet as he showed his best friend the instagram post from F1.

All Lewis did was sigh. “I expected it. Today was going to be a bit too well with that damn car.” He scoffed in disbelief. “Maybe I should think about going red.” Lewis joked.

Nadia gasped and smacked his arm. “Lewis, you can’t say that!”

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saint’s notes: heyyyyyyyy 🧍🏽‍♀️ i hope y’all enjoyed that ��. love y’all always. lmk what you think!

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[hometoursandotherstuff]

I can't believe the price of this groovy 1972 mid century modern pad in St. Louis, MO. 2bds, 3ba, 2,010 sq ft, $225k. I'm literally freaking out.

We'll begin on the ground floor where there's a family room and a full bath.

Look at those stairs and the in-your-face wallpaper in the small bath.

Coming up the stairs to the main floor. Shagadelic lime green carpet.

This is beautiful. So bright, love the fireplace and built-ins.

Living/dining combo.

The dated cabinets were painted black.

Kitchen's on the small side, but there's a small everyday dining space in front of the window.

Check out the cool sound system.

Nice guest room with great built-ins.

Updated 3pc. bath. Nice sink.

Then, up to the primary bedroom on the uppermost floor.

Mirrored canopy over the bed and sliders to the big deck. There's lots of room up here for a sitting area.

Ensuite with mirrors and foil peacock feather wallpaper. Original molded seashell sinks are classic.

Gold veined mirror tiles in the tub.

Look at all the roof shingles coming down the whole side of the house.

The large deck.

0.48 acre lot is pretty big.

Has a basketball court up here.

Lots of parking plus a carport.

Lot is almost half an acre and that basketball court takes up quite a lot of it.

https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/5456-Ringer-Rd-Saint-Louis-MO-63129/2923108_zpid/