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Fumeuse spéculation. Qu'entre fumet sa pensée Fumeux fume par fumée.

Car fumer moult lui agrée Tant qu'il ait son entention. Fumeux fume par fumée Fumeuse spéculation.

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# with black-leg sanji and roronoa zoro.

you are unable to choose between the two men who had fallen in love with you. their solution presents itself in the form of sexual competition.

⎰ & KINKTOBER, day eight. smut (mdni!). threesome. sensory deprivation. double penetration. anal. fingering (reader!receiving). blindfold. bdsm. afab!reader. no y/n used.

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zoro and sanji were as similar to one another as the moon was to the sun; the tides were to the flames. one did not suppose there yet existed a single topic with which the pair could agree with. their fighting styles were nothing if not divergent. their taste in alcohol might as well have inspired the water-and-oil analogy. personalities; most favored tastes and colors; fashion sense — or the lack thereof, in zoro’s case; the conception of what was deemed attractive. the two were incapable of meeting a common ground, and those around them had all but quit to witness the instance in which they would share a similar opinion. when one was, too, to consider the amount of women sanji flirted with — the same ones zoro did not felt the urge to spare a miserable second-glance at — not a soul expected their lines to overlap in the romantic field.

which all but made their harbored feelings for you far more surprising. not to misplace the root to such astonishment, for you were neither unattractive nor dull. rather despairing to learn that the only subject of agreeableness between the two also happened to be the one they were willing to compete twice as much for.

whenever sanji strived to serve you heart-shaped pastries, zoro would attempt to counter-attack by lifting weights without a shirt on, in front of you. if you were to comment on a favorite color, sanji was soon to match his ties to it — whereas zoro was soon to throw them out when given the chance. the ensued chaos sure was the worst during re-stocking hours, for if you decided to stroll around the town, the two would bicker and follow. sanji would, naturally, have the upper hand throughout the initial hours — the swordsman had a broken compass for a center, and it was not hard to have him lost within the minute — however, for some obnoxious motive, zoro somewhat had never once failed to reencounter the pair of you, which meant that he would then glue to your side until the late hour of night, striving to make up for the lost time. those specific situations were so stressful on itself that you resorted to chopper to serve as company; the reindeer’s presence and excitement serving as brief reprieve from their constant bickering.

the two-year interval between the crew had been one of hope. distance sure would see fit to resolve the matters of your heart and ensue in a decision. zoro and sanji were prone to be at eternal odds, yet they were not disrespectful whatsoever. the non-chosen one would not hesitate to retreat if your love was to be poured into another. it would be a devastating vision, a never-ending pain and non-healing wound, yet one both were willing to withstand for the sake of your happiness.

the problem was that, as wonderful and selfless as that behavior sounded, you, in fact, had not been able to choose during the time apart. the longing proved itself to be equal, you did not miss one more than the other, so much as you did not prioritize your breathing over your heartbeat. both were important pieces that built themselves a solage in the fissure of your once maimed heart. sanji was warmth and professed love, external affection and sweet-coated sentences; the soothing embrace of spring with a trail of divergent petals. zoro was the mountain whose surface no force could maim. he was the much needed instance of shared silence in the aftermath of a tiring day, the reassurance of a lingering hand. love explicit through protection and care, the guarantee of a fierce guardian even in slumber.

zoro was the steel that sliced those who had dared to maim you, while sanji was the hand that patched your wounds. whereas sanji was the breeze to sway on your kite, zoro was the rock underneath to stop you from soaring far away. but you would never dare voice said thoughts, fearing the negative repercussions. regardless, the postponement in your decision all but started to cause unrecoverable commotion.

the separation led them both to overcompensate — and clash — in order to be given a fraction of your time. yet, surprisingly enough, the discussions weren’t the most obnoxious aspect, for the crew had grown accustomed to them. no. the unbearable lied on the sexual tension, almost palpable enough to be sliced and with its aftermath painful to those with ears. lustful glances shared and caught; zoro’s tendencies on leaving the crow’s nest door unlocked whenever he decided to masturbate; sanji’s barely contained moans when he bathed; your own restlessness and mood-shifts born from the unattended desire. characters such as franky and luffy, chopper and robin, had not a care in the world — the latter going as far as finding it amusing. usopp and nami, however, had enough, and were successful in their plan of setting the three of you in the sunny while the rest of the crew ventured through the newest found island. the ship was large enough for temporary avoidance, yet an eventual clash was inevitable, and the coward duo all but hoped that would serve as an enough motivator to resolve things.

unbeknownst to them, sanji and zoro had agreed on certain terms beforehand, sharing a thorough — oftentimes heated — discussion over relationship schedules and dynamics were you to agree with their solution. sharing altogether was not the sweetest fruit to the palate; yet, was the initial plan to fail, it’d have to be enough.

it started with sanji’s usual pampering. a dessert with a purposefully exacerbated amount of cream; a cold beverage served with a holed-straw, forcing the liquid to drip down your chin and covered breasts. when you retrieved from the deck in search of a change of clothes, zoro had been the one to cage you halfway, sweat-covered chest bumping into your sticky one — with sanji following thereafter, your back pressed against his front. their proposition was quite simple: a shared fuck with a blindfold, for without the aid of sight, you would be unable to assign faces to touches. that who pleased you more would be the chosen one; loser forced to retreat. it was a fair trade — and on god, you’d not be the one to complain.

they had argued; from which room to guide you, to which position would be the most suitable. zoro wanted to use his bandana, whereas sanji wanted to use one of his ties, meaning you ended up blindfolded and with your hands tied behind your back, bare and vulnerable; blind to the external world. although all was to be expected, considering the amount of repressed desire, you were surprised to learn that they planned on being agonizingly slow.

a gloved hand wrapped itself around your throat, for without the absence or presence of calluses, caught-on through touch, you would be unable to guess whose fingers were those. you were sat on a muscular lap — yet another no indicator, for neither lacked in that department. the pair seemed to agree on not speaking at all as well, but you were quite sure their identities would eventually be denounced by their grunts and moans.

the deprivation of sight had enhanced the rest of your senses. your hearing grew more attuned; your skin, twice as sensitive. the rough pattern of the glove left a trail of goosebumps in its wake, fingers guiding themselves down to your glistening core, dripping on the thigh underneath. the sudden contact with an ice cube had you gasping, your head resting on the shoulder of the unknown man. melting-cold water surrounded your pert nipples as that who lingered in front of you teased your breasts; the gloved finger drew languid circles on your clit, eliciting a sudden moan in response. you felt the stiffening of both figures, struggling to contain their reaction.

the man underneath had clenched the muscles of his thigh, gripping the flesh of your waist as the testing roll of your hips ignited your arousal, your cunt all but leaking at the stimulation. ice traveled from your chest to your belly button; above your ribs. your back arched at those mixed sensations, the coldness from above and the heat from below. your nipples were flicked, wet and freezing, before the buds were teased with the brief, tickling touch of a feather. the other shifted ever-so-slightly, the sudden movement causing his thigh to brush harder against your swollen clit; a lascivious moan clawing its way through your throat.

a hiss — zoro. a whimper — sanji. mingled and sudden sounds, hastily muted, with directions unknown. a sudden object, leather-made, was roughly wrapped around your thigh, tight enough to interrupt the blood influx altogether. somewhere, sanji choked, as if disapprovingly, yet the teasing hand lingered; the gloved finger toying with the straps. the fingers to your intimacy made their return, index and middle rubbing against your inner lips; tongue swirling around your earlobe, threatening to penetrate it, wet and loud sucking in pair with the sudden insertion of a finger in your throbbing cunt. you gasped, figure moving yet halting, for the belt constricting your thigh made it all far more painful. the sudden release of pressure had you mewling, all but for the bind to return, constricting the current of your own blood.

yet another ice cube drew patterns on one of your breasts, your nostrils catching on the aroma of a scented candle. the sound of a lighter; the sudden approach of heat. while a set of fingers busied themselves with press of melting ice on your flesh, teasing a hardened nipple with the freezing texture, the other part of your chest fell prey to a gentle rain of candle wax, heated and immediate, the sensation divergence enough to ensue a cascate of broken moans.

earmuffs had been placed, depriving you, too, of sound. the sudden jolt of a thigh had you bouncing; reacting due to mere instinct. when you whimpered, chasing the touch of the finger within your core; leg trembling due to the absence of blood influx, a choir of muffled and unrecognizable grunting and whimpering followed-in-suit. sharp canines dug on the juncture between neck and shoulder at the same time that a nipple was twisted by a foreign finger, coated in hot wax. goosebumps surged without second-thought; heavy breathing fanning above your ear.

the two men were mingling, a converging set in which you were to become the one caught in the middle. ice teased your parted lips, prying them open, the freezing water replaced with the warmth of another’s mouth; a sweet, brief, kiss, all but altered once you attempted to chase it. your lips were then stolen, steel-made grip maintained in your chin. the one underneath did not seem to like that in the slightest, for the pace of a swirling thumb around your clit made itself fast and demanding, your mewls swallowed by the other’s famished mouth — him, too, a moaning mess.

the gloved hand wrapped itself around a nipple, tugging at it before groping your breast. the kiss was broken then, a choir of unheard complaints falling from said man while your back was forced against the chest of the other; your cunt dripping and close to one’s erection. you tried grinding against it, yet the belt at your other thigh made each movement far more painful than it should have been. besides, it seemed as though zoro and sanji had agreed on which holes belonged to who beforehand, and the one underneath did not seem to have his cock meant to your pussy. instead, his mouth latched itself onto your neck, biting and sucking as he had your hips raised ever-so-slightly, allowing his tip to tease the folds of your ass. it traveled in between, coating the flesh with his pre-cum; briefly pressing itself against your entrance before immediate retreat.

you caught on a sudden shuffle, the pressure of the man standing vanishing all of the sudden. instead, he knelt in order to correct the angle of your figure on the other’s lap, his fingers trailing down your butthole. he collected your essence upon the fingering of your then neglected cunt, and the ice made its return; cold water mingled with heated pre-cum. he applied pressure on the tight entrance, his index sliding inside until the knuckle, pumping itself in-and-out, stretching your hole properly before the addition of his middle-finger. the man blew a gust of air against your clit, seeming to drown in your scent, yet not daring to dart his tongue and have a taste — as it seemed, the right to oral had not been a consensus. your butthole was scissored while the flesh of your shoulder was assaulted by bruising kisses, the gloved hand groping your right breast with maiming strength.

at last, yet another sudden shift had a tip pressed against the entrance where the other’s fingers were previously buried inside. the correction, too, had granted one the desired access to your dripping, throbbing cunt, his own tip teasing your folds. you trembled in anticipation, fingers struggling against the fabric of the tie that deprived you from reciprocating said touches.

a heartbeat of silence, all but too brief, before you were filled at once. the cock shoved inside your butthole was larger; the veins were more prominent. that, who stretched your cunt, was larger, the curved tip reaching a further length, finding your g-spot on its first attempt. you howlered, your throat burning at the expense of your sounds of pleasure. their paces were erratic; much too different for a common ground to be found. the one to fuck your ass was harsher; steadier. his balls were a constant against your flesh as he all but forced himself inside, his tongue and teeth licking and biting at whichever inch of bare skin he could find. that man had you stretched and vulnerable; aching and begging.

the one at your cunt was sloppier, far more desperate. he had parted your legs open, tore the belt off your thigh and threw it somewhere you could not see — the sudden absence of pressure all but enhancing the pleasure. the grip on your raised calves were what kept him tethered to that realm, his chest threatening to press itself against your own whenever his shaft was buried inside until the base. he was faster, too, and more eager. whereas the man at your butthole removed all but half of his member to shove yet again with devastating force, the pussy-drunk one retrieved himself entirely, until the tip threatened to spill off your entrance, before lunging his tip back into your g-spot.

it was overwhelming; maddening. it was the most pleasurable experience you had ever experienced. your words became babbles; saliva dripped down your chin at the failed attempts of letting them know you were close. it was unimportant whatsoever, for your high came as though a flood: abundant, never-stopping. you creamed the cock that remained deep inside your walls while the sound of your pleasure mingled with those from the men around you.

your cunt was vacant seconds thereafter, the tip of one’s shaft pressed against your abdomen as a stream of cum smeared your skin clear-white. the other kept plunging into you, the brief overstimulation causing you to squirm and whine before he, too, released himself — only that he had done so inside —, riding his own high and emptying the contents of his balls, the cum enough to slip past the folds of your ass and drip down his own thighs.

you fell limply on said man’s back, breathing heavily, your skin coated in sweat and cum; water and wax. the earmuffs slipped, and you had half-the-mind to decode the ongoing discussion at hand.

“YOU CAME INSIDE!”

“WELL, SHITTY-COOK, IF YOU WANTED IT AS WELL SO BADLY, YOU SHOULD’VE TAKEN DIBS ON THE ASS!”

“RELEASE HER, YOU BRUTE—”

well, at least that served you as a tool to assign faces to sensations.

— 🐈‍⬛ : late but never forgotten! if you’re here from the kinktober masterlist, wondering “where the fuck are the other days?!”, i feel the need to apologize yet again! i’m still a bit sick and hadn’t had the strength to re-read the previous stories, correct minor errors and post them in time. that being said, ace, kid and robin will be posted on the vacant, third week! super SUUUUUUPER sorry!

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Crushed Velvet ⭑˚👑⭑ 𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠

yandere!ocs x f!reader

yandere, reverse harem, yandere reverse harem, original characters x fem!reader, slowburn

Your parents are thrilled to have secured an engagement for you with the royal family. Your suitor, the crown prince, has agreed to be wed to you. It seems as though your entire future has been assured, so why is it that from this moment onward, your life starts to fall apart at the seams?

⊱ XENO SOLAGE, 23

⊱ HYATT SOLAGE, 20

⊱ ELLA, 18

⊱ MAY SOLAGE, 42

⊱ WILLIAM SOLAGE, 47

⊱ ANNALISA TYBALT, 21

⊱ MIHAEL VERON, 28

⊱ LUCIUS TRAEGER, 25

⊱ KEITH LYBELL, 22

⊱ RAMI LUZ, 24

⊱ LEO GLADE, 26

⊱ KAYA HEATHCLAW, 21

⊱ ERIS HEATHCLAW, 10

⊱ APRIL GREENWOOD, 22

⊱ ALICE TRAEGER, 13

⊱ HECTOR TYBALT, 45

⊱ LEIF TYBALT, 23

⊱ LUKE TYBALT, 23

⊱ CARMILLA TYBALT, 42

⊱ SILVANIS HOFMEISTER, 52

⊱ VERONICA BELLEVUE, 31

⊱ GREGORY, 9

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[kny111]

New York would create a commission to consider reparations to address the lingering, negative effects of slavery under a bill passed by the state Legislature on Thursday.

"We want to make sure we are looking at slavery and its legacies," said state Assemblywoman Michaelle Solages before the floor debate. "This is about beginning the process of healing our communities. There still is generational trauma that people are experiencing. This is just one step forward."

The state Assembly passed the bill about three hours after spirited debate on Thursday. The state Senate passed the measure hours later, and the bill will be sent to New York Gov. Kathy Hochul for consideration.

New York would be following the lead of California, which became the first state to form a reparations task force in 2020. That group recommended a formal apology from the state on its legacy of racism and discriminatory policies and the creation of an agency to provide a wide range of services for Black residents. They did not recommend specific payments amounts for reparations.[1]

The New York legislation would create a commission that would examine the extent to which the federal and state governments supported the institution of slavery.[2] It would also address persistent economic, political and educational disparities experienced by Black people in the state today.

According to the New York bill, the first enslaved Africans arrived at the southern tip of Manhattan Island, then a Dutch settlement, around the 1620s and helped build the infrastructure of New York City. While the state Legislature enacted a statute that gave freedom to enslaved Africans in New York in 1817, it wasn't implemented until 10 years later.[3]

"I'm concerned we're opening a door that was closed in New York State almost 200 years ago,"[4] said Republican state Assemblymember Andy Gooddell during floor debates on the bill. Gooddell, who voted against the measure, said he supports existing efforts to bring equal opportunity to all and would like to "continue on that path rather than focus on reparations."[5]

In California, the reparations task force said in their report that the state is estimated to be responsible for more than $500 billion due to decades of over-policing, mass incarceration and redlining that kept Black families from receiving loans and living in certain neighborhoods. California's state budget last year was $308 billion.[6] Reparations in New York could also come with a hefty price tag.

The commission would be required to deliver a report one year after its first meeting. The panel's recommendations, which could potentially include monetary compensation for Black people,[7] would be non-binding. The legislature would not be required to take the recommendations up for a vote.

New York Assembly Speaker Carl Heastie, who is the first Black person to hold the position, called the legislation "historic."[8]

Heastie, the governor and the legislative leader in the state Senate would each appoint three members to the commission.[9]

Other state legislatures that have considered studying reparations include New Jersey and Vermont, but none have passed legislation yet.[10] The Chicago suburb in Evanston, Illinois, became the first city to make reparations available to Black residents through a $10 million housing project in 2021.[11]

On the federal level, a decades-old proposal to create a commission studying reparations has stalled in Congress.[12]

Some critics of reparations by states say that while the idea is well-intentioned, it can be misguided.[13]

William Darity, a professor of public policy and African and African American Studies at Duke University said even calling them reparations is "presumptuous," since it's virtually impossible for states to meet the potentially hefty payouts.[14]

He said the federal government has the financial capacity to pay true reparations and that it should be the party that is responsible.[15]

"My deeper fear with all of these piecemeal projects is that they actually will become a block against federal action because there will be a number of people who will say there's no need for a federal program," Darity said. "If you end up settling for state and local initiatives, you settle for much less than what is owed."[16] K, Blog Admin notes: [1] This is useful because it's attempting institutionalization of the divestment in needing money to solve the issue of slavery reparations and instead aims to provide a means to account for such a system by way of adhering to necessities. This seems like a legislative path to that. A formal apology is well overdue so the creation of these institutions, paired with divestment in money (which are literal enslavement notes) makes for said apology more effective and honest.

[2] Correct, slavery is handled and supported to this day at a state and federal level. Any strategies aimed at changing this enslavement system requires changes at both state and federal levels, otherwise what's the point? [3] Legislature like the one in 1817 what it did was make enslavement go covert while continuing to operate with the same engine. Which is why we need to correct any semblance of it existing by abolishing institutions that were created from slavery and repurpose ones sabotaged by past and existing pro slavery legislature. Reparations fixes itself to do just that.

[4] Read [3] because slavery's door was never shut. There's never been enough evidence, something I hope this legislature corrects, with regards to presenting when this "end of slavery" ever occurred. As far as everyone experiencing this god awful system is concerned slavery continued just fine.

[5] Slavery as a system created such a historical inequivalence for all involved that a path has never honestly been formed to claim we're all equal. How can we "continue" on something we've never even established?

[6] Translation: The enslavers who own this system over us and invested so much in slavery can't put their money where their labor is. This is our issue how? Legislature like this will help correct that.

[7] I would hope that this conversation around monetary compensation and reparations from enslavement systems involves a divestment plan from a currency note that has factual connections to and will continue to be looked at as an enslaver note to those who study slavery historically. So this might look like an institution that can help communities divest from ever even needing to use money due to their systemic connections to slavery.

[8] This legislature is needed and overdue, I wouldn't call it historic yet. People within government tend to have a low bar for what's historic and epic.

[9] Not enough people. 3 is not enough. This is a ridiculously low amount considering how easy it can be to sabotage this work as they have in the past, this increases that chance. They need more community input. Otherwise, what's the point?

[10] Further implicating these states with systemic slavery.

[11] Not enough for similar reasons that a slaver creating their own paper and telling you to live off of it is not enough to stop slavery.

[12] So the one thing that did have a semblance of working, you let it rock there, doing nothing? Seems like an institutional trend.

[13] How? Explain using evidence in the same way we abolitionists use evidence to prove slavery is not needed.

[14] Agreed, and they don't have the capacity to make their enslaver dollars mean much into the future. Money temporarily becomes pay outs which are like the apology letter you include system changes with otherwise its just enslavers recycling their image.. AGAIN.

[15] Agreed, but I hope this doesn't mean shift in focus from what needs to structurally change at a state level and what these types of legislature can do. I think federal changes should come with state strategizing as well.

[16] see [14] and [15]

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Prese

La primavera del 1789 in Francia fu meteorologicamente disastrosa: freddo fino a maggio, grandinate e piogge fortissime ridussero i campi in miseria. Il prezzo del pane raddoppiò e in tutta la Francia serpeggiava il sinistro sentore di carestia. Luigi XVI deve ricorrere al sostegno di Jacques Necker, politico ed economista svizzero, come ministro dell’economia. In primis, per cercare di arginare il malcontento popolare che mal digeriva lo sfarzo di corte a Versailles. Il suo principale tentativo è quello di ottenere la ripartizione egualitaria delle tasse. Le classi borghesi e popolari, riunite nel "Terzo Stato”, sono i ceti che soffrono maggiormente il peso tributario. Il 5 maggio 1789 viene indetta l’Assemblea degli Stati Generali. Sono passati ben 175 anni dall’ultima volta. Il “Terzo Stato” ha la maggioranza numerica di deputati, ma il suffragio si svolgerà non per voto pro capite, bensì per ordine sociale, soluzione quest’ultima che avvantaggerebbe l’alleanza fra clero e nobiltà.  Ma il 20 giugno del 1789, il “Terzo Stato”, insieme ad una piccola percentuale di esponenti degli altri due ceti, decide di radunarsi a parte per costituire “L’Assemblea dei deputati della Nazione”. La loro autoproclamazione è di fatto un affronto al Re in persona. La soluzione politica che Luigi XVI aveva affidato al ministro Necker, è ormai irrealizzabile. La nuova Assemblea si ritira nella sala dedicata al gioco della palla corda, per proclamare un giuramento solenne. La destituzione del ministro delle Finanze Jaques Necker, da parte del sovrano Luigi XVI, è per Parigi la prova inconfutabile della congiura aristocratica, il segno della bancarotta e della controrivoluzione. Così la mattina del 14 luglio 1789 la popolazione parigina insorge, riversandosi nelle strade con una bandiera tricolore: nasce la drapeau française. Il rosso e il blu simboleggiano Parigi, il bianco è il colore della dinastia borbonica.  Quella mattina settemila insorti attaccano l’armeria de l’Hotel Des Invalides. Il bottino è di quasi trentamila fucili e diversi cannoni, ma della polvere da sparo nessuna traccia. Il popolo però sa dove trovarla: a Saint Antoine, nel centro della città, dove sorge la fortezza della Bastiglia. Prende avvio l’assedio di questo tetro carcere, simbolo dell’Ancien Régime, costruito sotto il regno di Carlo V, che detiene al momento dell’insurrezione solo sette prigionieri: quattro falsari, il Conte di Solages e due folli. Annientata l’ultima resistenza delle guardie del comandante De Launay, la Bastiglia è presto conquistata da migliaia di rivoltosi. Luigi XVI, sconvolto, decide di riassumere il ministro Jacques Necker e spera in una tregua, ma la protesta è ormai dilagata nelle maggiori città del paese e non solo. Le notizie che giungono da Parigi, unite all’insostenibile condizione determinata da più di un decennio di recessione, spingono alla ribellione. A dare adito all’insurrezione è la rabbia accumulata, la carestia e la disperazione della popolazione francese. Con la presa della Bastiglia e il martirio dei parigini uccisi per la libertà, si accende la prima scintilla della Rivoluzione, un colpo violento che sarà il primo di una lunga serie. Da quel 14 luglio 1789, la rivolta, divenuta rivoluzione, ha trionfato sul potere assoluto, delineando le sorti di una Nazione. E, per la Francia così come per tutti i popoli dell’Europa, niente sarà più come prima.

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A day before the killing, Solages falsely told other suspects that it was a CIA operation and that the mission was to kill the president [Jovenel Moïse], according to the documents. Shortly before the killing, authorities said, Solages shouted that it was allegedly a DEA operation to ensure compliance from the president's security detail.

I love this carefully written paragraph, it was "falsely" declared a CIA operation, but "allegedly" declared a DEA operation. Are we going to mention in the piece that one of the conspirators was a DEA informant? guess not

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7 Best Hotels In Napa, CA

When visiting Napa, CA, consider these top hotel picks: Napa Valley Lodge offers a tranquil retreat with cozy rooms and complimentary wine tastings. The Meritage Resort And Spa provides luxury amidst vineyards, with upscale amenities and a unique underground spa. Napa Winery Inn exudes charm with personalized service and a convenient location. SENZA Hotel beckons with plush rooms, an outdoor pool, and complimentary breakfast. Solage, Auberge Resorts Collection is a top luxury choice with modern rooms and an award-winning spa. The Knoll Hotel Napa Valley and Archer Hotel Napa promise unforgettable stays. Get ready for an unforgettable Napa experience.

Napa Valley Lodge

Napa Valley Lodge offers a tranquil retreat in the heart of California's wine country. Nestled among vineyards and rolling hills, the lodge provides a peaceful escape for visitors looking to unwind and explore the beauty of Napa Valley. The cozy rooms feature comfortable furnishings and modern amenities, ensuring a relaxing stay for guests.

One of the highlights of Napa Valley Lodge is the beautiful outdoor area, complete with a heated pool and hot tub. It's the perfect spot to soak up the sunshine and enjoy a glass of local wine. The lodge also offers complimentary wine tasting events, allowing guests to sample a variety of wines from nearby wineries.

In addition to its serene atmosphere, Napa Valley Lodge is conveniently located near top attractions such as wineries, restaurants, and hiking trails. Whether you're seeking a romantic getaway or a weekend of wine tasting with friends, this charming lodge provides the ideal home base for exploring all that Napa Valley has to offer.

The Meritage Resort And Spa

Nestled amidst the lush vineyards of California's renowned wine region, The Meritage Resort And Spa offers a luxurious escape for travelers seeking relaxation and indulgence. Boasting a blend of upscale amenities and picturesque surroundings, this resort caters to guests looking to unwind in style. The spacious and elegantly appointed rooms provide a comfortable retreat after a day of exploring the nearby wineries.

One of the highlights of The Meritage Resort And Spa is its underground spa, Spa Terra, where guests can indulge in a variety of rejuvenating treatments. The resort also features multiple dining options, including its signature restaurant Siena, serving delectable dishes paired with local wines.

For those looking to stay active during their getaway, the resort offers a fitness center, pools, and even a bowling alley. Additionally, the resort's proximity to various vineyards makes it a convenient choice for wine enthusiasts looking to explore Napa Valley's renowned wine scene. With its luxurious accommodations and top-notch facilities, The Meritage Resort And Spa provides a memorable stay in the heart of wine country.

Napa Winery Inn

With its charming ambiance and proximity to local vineyards, the Napa Winery Inn beckons guests seeking a quaint retreat in the heart of California's wine country. The inn offers a cozy and intimate setting that makes visitors feel right at home. The rooms are tastefully decorated, providing a comfortable space to relax after a day of wine tasting and exploring the picturesque surroundings.

One of the highlights of staying at the Napa Winery Inn is the personalized service provided by the attentive staff. From offering recommendations for nearby wineries to ensuring that guests have everything they need for a pleasant stay, the staff goes above and beyond to make visitors feel welcome.

In addition to its inviting atmosphere, the inn boasts a convenient location near some of Napa Valley's most renowned wineries. Guests can easily explore the vineyards, sample exquisite wines, and soak in the beauty of the rolling hills that define this iconic wine region.

SENZA Hotel

Located just a short drive away from downtown Napa, SENZA Hotel offers a luxurious retreat amidst the vineyards of California's wine country. The hotel boasts modern and elegant rooms with amenities like plush bedding, flat-screen TVs, and espresso machines. Guests can unwind in the outdoor pool, surrounded by picturesque views of the vineyards, or relax in the hot tub after a day of wine tasting. SENZA Hotel provides a complimentary breakfast each morning, featuring fresh local ingredients to start the day off right.

For those looking to explore the surrounding area, the hotel offers bike rentals to cruise through the scenic vineyard paths or visit nearby wineries. The attentive staff is knowledgeable about the best local wineries and can help guests plan their wine tasting adventures. SENZA Hotel's serene ambiance and personalized service make it an ideal choice for travelers seeking a tranquil and upscale experience in Napa Valley.

Solage, Auberge Resorts Collection

One of the top luxury accommodations in Napa, CA is Solage, part of the esteemed Auberge Resorts Collection. Nestled in the heart of Napa Valley, Solage offers a unique blend of relaxation and sophistication. The resort boasts modern, spacious rooms with chic decor and luxurious amenities.

Guests can indulge in rejuvenating spa treatments at the award-winning Spa Solage, known for its healing thermal waters and innovative wellness programs. The on-site Michelin-starred restaurant, Solbar, serves up delectable farm-to-table cuisine paired with an extensive selection of local wines.

Solage provides a range of activities for guests to enjoy, including biking through vineyards, relaxing by the pool, or participating in fitness classes. The resort's attentive staff ensures that every guest's needs are met, creating a memorable and personalized experience.

Whether you're seeking a romantic getaway, a wine tasting adventure, or simply a tranquil retreat, Solage at Auberge Resorts Collection offers a luxurious escape in the heart of Napa Valley.

The Knoll Hotel Napa Valley, Tapestry By Hilton

Nestled in the stunning Napa Valley, The Knoll Hotel offers a charming getaway experience as part of the Tapestry By Hilton collection. The hotel's picturesque surroundings and elegant design make it a top choice for travelers seeking a luxurious yet cozy retreat in the heart of wine country.

With spacious rooms and suites that boast modern amenities and tasteful decor, The Knoll Hotel provides a tranquil oasis for guests looking to unwind and indulge in the beauty of Napa Valley. The on-site restaurant serves delectable dishes made with locally sourced ingredients, providing a true taste of the region's culinary delights.

Guests can also enjoy the hotel's outdoor pool, perfect for relaxing and soaking in the California sunshine, or explore the nearby vineyards and wineries that make Napa Valley famous. The Knoll Hotel's attentive staff are dedicated to ensuring a memorable stay for every guest, making it a standout choice for those seeking a refined and unforgettable Napa Valley experience.

Archer Hotel Napa

With its modern amenities and stylish design, Archer Hotel Napa offers a sophisticated retreat in the heart of Napa Valley. The hotel's chic rooms are elegantly furnished and feature luxurious touches like plush bedding and sleek bathrooms. From the moment we arrived, the staff made us feel welcome, providing top-notch service and recommendations for exploring the local area.

One of the highlights of our stay at Archer Hotel Napa was the rooftop bar, which offers stunning views of the surrounding vineyards and mountains. We enjoyed sipping on handcrafted cocktails while watching the sunset, creating a truly memorable experience. Additionally, the hotel's central location made it easy for us to visit nearby wineries, restaurants, and shops.

About Sell Quick California, LLC

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─── 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑’𝐒 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 .

# with eustass kid.

absence makes the heart grow fonder. in kid's case, it all but made his cock grow harder; more famished. rest assured, he’d have his cum spell his name on your insides soon enough.

⎰ & KINKTOBER, day fourteen. smut (mdni!). breeding kink. cockwarming. dry humping. nipple sucking. afab!reader. no y/n used.

WC: 2k.

eustass kid was a man of restless character, molten fire etched on his soul; an ever-eternal burn that thrummed with every beat of his heart. he was insatiable, starved — for prestige; power; respect. certain loss had led him to a state focused on immediate reward, on the guarantee that his dreams would no longer be laughed upon. a fortitude of a man crafted throughout the decades, whose temper and rage were supported by said strength. height and length a mingled alikeness; muscles themselves capable of cowering a foe. kid was a powerful man, somewhat blessed in terms of figure. bearing such natural vigor, yet with the passage of time, the perspective of not passing those genes ahead was pitiful.

the second he had your walls wrapped around his cock, kid knew it’d be but a matter of time until he stuffed his load into you; until he lost the strings of control and milked your insides without second-thought. many had struggled to take-in his shaft, oftentimes ruining the complete experience or offering a half-assed fuck that left him twice as frustrated; brief orgasm that did nothing to soothe his aching desire. perhaps kid was a god-chosen, for amidst his bitterness, you were found — cunt made to shelter him. of course, by assimilation, that meant your womb, too, was made to be a solage for his children.

with the chaotic lifestyle led, he was forced to suppress the urge to cum inside. those damned condoms who were never a perfect fit. your stomach and ass and breasts, whose sight stained with his load was not as exciting as, he presumed, would be to witness it dripping down your hole. for a man with his absence of patience, it was a miracle for him to have waited that long; perhaps a doubled effort for the sake of your health. regardless, within the instant at hand, the time proved to be far more proper to claim you. and you were not there.

kid grunted for the uptenth time that evening, failing to lose himself amidst tools and pitiful excuses of creations. the crew got separated three days prior for the stupidest reasons, and their return to the docked ship was gradual. were you not paired up with killer for the island’s scavenging, kid would have rioted at your delay and left the ship to drag you back himself, but he doubted that would be fruitful; the territory was enormous and best-case scenario, kid would find you in four to five days. his metal fist met the table’s surface, destroying it with a single punch out of frustration. his cock was twitching; had been for the past seventy-two hours. and though he spent hours fisting his cock with utter violence; gripping the flesh until it grew crimson and abused; his high would not come. his hand was too big; too scarred. it did not hug his shaft the way your cunt did, it was neither warm nor moist. the fact that the images that guided his masturbation were of you, stuffed full, belly round, did not help him whatsoever.

kid needed you, not a half-assed masturbation session. hence why, the second his observation haki wrapped itself around your presence, he tore the door open, out-of-breath at the sight of you — a bit shocked; amused. your eyes observed the state of his workshop, and you hummed with certain delight.

“what has that poor table done to you?” you inquired with certain humor, yelping when he threw you over his shoulder, smacking your ass with his metal hand — if only to make it hurt.

“you made me wait,” he snarled, sitting on a random, overall uncomfortable chair.

“killer and i fell straight into a cave and it was a living hell to crawl out of it, besides—”

“i don’t give a fuck,” he snapped, pressing your ass against his cock. “how wet are you right now?”

you were startled, at last recovering enough to settle yourself better on his lap. kid pushed your front to meet his own, groaning the second your nipples brushed against the bare surface of his chest. the metal hand on your ass constricted your movements, and he pinched it to tether your attention to him.

“not much,” you confessed, to which he scowled. “but i can get there.”

“the hell you waiting for? move,” kid snapped, evermore demanding due to the accumulated desire.

he forced the roll of your hips, glance anchored to the sight of your cunt dragging itself on the fabric of his pants. your hands gripped his shoulders for further equilibrium, ever-growing whimpers falling past your lips once kid strained the muscles of his thigh to tease your clothed intimacy. he clenched his jaw, growing impatient at the lack of contact.

“kid,” you warned, wary upon the realization of his sudden movement.

he ignored your voice altogether, raising his hips to remove his pants. his tip was of a violent pink; leaking essence; the visible twitch of a vein. his fingers toyed with the button of your shorts, the devil-fruit powers claiming it whatsoever. the fabric slipped once the said button met the back of his metallic hand, and his other one did quite a decent job at tearing the jeans off your figure.

“push those aside,” he demanded, eyeing your underwear. “before i rip it, too.”

kid grinned gradually, observing your shrinking figure as you did as you were told. the brief dry-humping had not been enough for a proper lubrication. when one was to consider his length, preliminaries were crucial to a shared pleasurable experience. if kid was a better man, he’d keep that in mind. but he was everything but. he was selfish; demanding. his was the fist that maimed the earth, would it dare not give him what he wanted. and that was a fact he never once hid, showcasing the despicable character to those with eyes to see. you were well-aware of the man with whom you laid, so when kid positioned his tip at your entrance, dragging it through your folds, you all but had your eyes closed, shuddering in anticipation.

kid grunted as he sank you into his cock, the tip sent straight into your unprepared cervix. inches of his base stretched you out — a painful addition; a famished viper. he placed a hand on your thigh, gripping it as though his life depended on it. the sensation of your walls, clenching around his erection; gradually soaking his flesh; had him struggling to contain the tide of his cum. kid threw his head back, maiming the flesh of your ass with the metal of his fingers; leaving perceivable marks. his breathing grew labored, self-restraint leaving him altogether when he caught the sight of his tip on your stomach, lodged so deep into you, prepared to take-in all he had to offer.

you required a set of precious seconds to get used to his size, at last prepared to move. a temptive roll of your hips; the threat of a bounce. kid hissed, gripping your waist to stop you from moving. tear-stained cheeks; confused glance.

“stay still,” he snarled, observing the spot where your intimacies mingled; the entire length of him buried deep within.

he had your g-spot at reach, velvety walls embracing him; a greedy lover, clenching and teasing him to the edge. kid sat upright ever-so-slightly, burying his nose on your neck, reclaiming the scent that had vanished for an insufferable period of time. you mewled at the sudden movement, his cock tearing you in half. he felt his flesh give-in under the pressure of your nails, and had to stop himself from thrusting into you out of instinct. he felt your yearning; the throbbing around his cock. your figure trembled on his lap, his girth shoving itself deeper — and he stuck out his tongue, greedily sucking on a covered nipple, soaking the fabric of your shirt. his teeth all but chewed on said bud, and you arched your back at the touch, unable to move.

kid was an erratic lover. he had neither the time nor the patience for a slower fuck. whenever he felt the urge to have his shaft pushed inside your walls — whether it was your abused pussy or butthole — he’d strive to have you bent and bare on a table. a faster pace meant countless orgasms drew from you, and that was not a thing he was willing to abdicate. yet, as his eyes drowned into the sight of you, kid noticed how much he had been missing due to such ruthless tendencies. tears sticking to your eyelashes; the scrunch of a brow; trembling lips; a light moan born from the briefest movement of his hips.

he could see your strained obedience; how much you held back, despite craving for more. trusting that he’d be the one to handle your desperate figure and tend to the incommensurable desire. it was in the shift of your expression; your heaving breath; the wild fluttering of your heartbeat. when kid’s teeth tore through the shirt to have a closer contact to your swollen nipple, you whimpered and tugged at his hair. he had never seen a prettier sight.

“kid, please,” you pleaded, eyelids fluttering after a harsh bite. “move.”

kid’s cock twitched, and he grasped your ass; forced your hips to move ever-so-slightly as a source of relief. excruciating pace that did nothing but to punish the pair of you, and you tried to grind down despite his obstinate grip. hooded eyes failed to find a focus as your walls squeezed him twice as much as usual, increasing his pleasure and leaving you under the impression that he got bigger. kid felt as though a pathetic virgin, close to his release at the merest act of having himself lodged inside your cunt; perhaps the absence, too, had heightened the need and sensitivity. regardless, you seemed to share such a state, for your toes curled; your throat produced feeble whimpers and pleas.

kid snapped his hips, thrusting himself into you, no longer able to keep himself still. his entire length was felt at each movement, cock parting your walls from the base to the tip. kid dragged his mouth up, latching it on your neck, tasting the increasing sweat. he slammed himself harder, sensual thrusts shifting into wilder, sharper ones; your figure bouncing on his lap from how viciously he was fucking you.

“i’m going to cum inside,” he rasped, kneading your ass. “fill you up—ngh with my load.”

you moaned, nodding your head. your body jolted, the thick shaft making your eyes roll back. kid forced you to bounce deeper on him; to have your pace meet his own halfway. ever-growing ring of white adorned the crown of his tip, pale flesh lighter with the mixture of both of your essences. kid had to contain a moan at the image of you — filled to the brick with his babies; uterus carrying his legacy. he hammered himself deeper; faster; canines digging into your flesh.

“will make you a mommy,” he continued, voice muffled. “you want that.”

it was neither a question nor a proposition, rather a convicted statement. you would be the one to shelter his children, for that was what he wanted — and kid always found a way to get what he wanted.

“and if it doesn’t work, i’ll cum inside again,” kid grunted, shaft abusing your g-spot as your moans increased in height. “again, again, and again. until your goddamn blood turns white from my load.”

“please,” you cried out, holding him tighter. “please, kid, i want to cum.”

“say it,” he snapped, gripping your chin in order to force you to face him.

“i’ll be a mommy,” you sobbed, fucking yourself on his cock. “i want to have your babies, i want—ah!”

all thoughts of taking it slow had vanished from his mind as kid thrusted his girth into you with a strength enough to make you shriek. his balls constricted before he found himself cumming, the sound of your name a poison that dripped from his tongue. kid was lost in the haze of his own orgasm, ruthless pace; unrelenting movements of his hips. he had half-the-mind to caught on the feeling of your own, warm essence drowning his member, mingling itself with his load.

“too much,” you shouted, but his mind was wrapped itself in the thought of his cum, traveling inside; striving towards your — for now — empty womb.

kid pushed your back on the broken table, figure falling forward until he hovered above you, cock still secured inside.

“you’ll take it, brat,” he smirked, his palm applying pressure on your stomach. “you’ll only leave this workshop once i’m sure you’re pregnant — and unable to walk.”

— 🐈‍⬛ : kinktober is super fun (im feeling like the white rabbit looking at his clock and running and screaming while shouting I’M LATE I’M LATE).

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Aujourd’hui, dimanche 08/09/24, Journée internationale de l'alphabétisation 🔤 et Journée mondiale de la physiothérapie 🧑‍⚕️

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Annulation❗️Le marché des créateurs de Veyrier-du-Lac (quai Général Doyen, port, Grand Annecy), Marché Artisanal d’Excellence (MADE), programmé ce dimanche 08/09/24 est annulé pour raisons météorologiques 🌩 Pour information, c’était la quatrième et dernière date 2024 ℹ️ 

Pour le concert Organa ce dimanche soir (20h30) à Saint-Jorioz (Grand Annecy), c'est la fille de Gontran Dessagnes, compositeur du XXe siècle, qui accompagnera les chœurs à l'orgue 👌

C’est ce dimanche et comme chaque année, l’Ancilevienne fait le plein de participants, avec 1 000 duos qui font le tour du lac de 8h30 à 13h30 sur un parcours traversant une dizaine de communes, effectué à 70 % sur des pistes cyclables et c’est gratuit pour le public 💪

Championnat du monde Virtus : premier jour de cette compétition internationale de para tennis adapté organisée par la Fédération Française du Sport Adapté (FFSA) et le Comité Départemental de Sport Adapté (CDSA 74) en partenariat avec le club de tennis d'Annecy (du dimanche 8 au samedi 14/09/24) au Complexe Annecy Tennis Les Marquisats 👍

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Trois marchés le dimanche matin à Annecy : marché de la vieille ville (rue Sainte Claire), marché des Teppes (place des Rhododendrons) de 7h à 13h tous les deux et marché du quartier du Vallon (place Jean Moulin) de 8h à 12h 🧺

Régate voile : Lac d'argent (manifestation annuelle de la FFVoile, sur le lac d'Annecy, qui donne à voir deux épreuves régionales sur bateau habitable -Osiris- de grade 4 et sur quillard -intersérie- de grade 5B 🎫 Accès libre 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 de 9h à 17h 📍 Club de voile (31 rue des Marquisats) ⛵

La Cloz au Semnoz : pour finir la saison estivale en beauté, et fêter la fin de l'été comme il se doit, la station vous invite à la Cloz du Bikepark et des remontées de la station ℹ️ Présence d'une buvette, terrasse et restauration 🎫 Accès libre 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 de 10h à 18h 📍 Station du Semnoz, Grand Annecy ⛰️

R'Handi Bike Festival : animations ouvertes à tous, testez la Joëlette ou un fauteuil tout terrain ou l'attelage avec un poney, etc. ℹ️ Restauration sur place 🎫 Accès libre 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 de 10h à 18h 📍 Station du Semnoz, Grand Annecy ⛰️

Je partage ce “plan” annécien pour celles et ceux qui ne connaissent pas encore ce lieu d’accueil et d’échange ℹ️ Boissons sans alcool, livres, jeux 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 de 10h à 12h30 📍 Café du curé (6 quai de l’Évêché, vieille ville) ☕

Fête du Pays du Laudon : animations, démonstrations, dégustation de produits locaux (matafan, bidoyon, boudin, fromage et miel) ℹ️ Repas savoyard préparé par le Team des z'amis et buvette (pas de vente d'alcool) 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 de 10h à 18h 📍 Espace Augustine Coutin, Saint-Jorioz, Grand Annecy 🥳

Fête Villageoise : entre amis ou en famille profitez d'animations en lien avec la course de l'Ancilevienne et partagez un moment convivial  ℹ️ Buvette et restauration sur place 🎫 Accès libre 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 de 11h à 17h 📍 Place Gabriel Fauré 🥳

Concert : musique classique (J. S. Bach, J.-F. Rebel, A. Jolivet, Solage et O. Messiaen) ℹ️ Dans le cadre du festival Les Bestivités Musicales ⌚️ 1h 🎫 Participation libre 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 à 12h 📍 Église de Montmin, Talloires-Montmin, Grand Annecy 🎼

À la découverte du Prieuré de Talloires : exploration sonore dans l'enceinte du lieu conclue par "La Truite" de F. Schubert ℹ️ Dans le cadre du festival Les Bestivités Musicales ⌚️ 1h15 🎫 Participation libre 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 à 15h 📍 Chemin de la Colombière, Talloires-Montmin, Grand Annecy 🎵

Entre mer et montagne : cette exposition d'Isabelle Jouan met en avant des paysages marins et montagneux, reflétant ses inquiétudes quant aux changements du monde et de l'environnement 🎫 Entrée libre 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 de 15h à 18h (présence de l’artiste) 📍 Forum Exposition Bonlieu 🖼️

Théâtre : Venise sous la neige (Compagnie Accro-planches) ℹ️ Une comédie de Gilles Dyrek mise en scène par Jean-Marc Patron ⌚️ 1h 🎫 12 € (réservation au 06 84 32 03 96) 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 à 16h 📍 Salle Pierre Lamy (12 rue de la République) 🎭

Rendez-vous des familles : un monument à portée de mains ⌚️ 1h 🎫 3 € & 2 €, 0 € pour les - de 8 ans 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 à 16h 📍 Plateau des Glières (Accueil Mémoire du maquis, Thorens-Glières, Fillière, Grand Annecy) ⛰️

Festival d'improvisation théâtrale : L'Improtant présente le Tournoi des Anne’6 Nations ➡️ Six équipes annéciennes vont s'affronter lors de matchs épiques (les Acides Animés, les Anonymes, les Chabadass, les Nimprotekoa & les Seynodrmal) 🎫 12 € 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 à 16h 📍 Salle la Rioule (23 impasse des Fusains) 🎭

Croisière littéraire avec Vincent Minguet qui présentera son dernier livre La conjuration des démons au Mont-Blanc ℹ️ Organisé par Histoire d'en parler 🎫 25 € (sur réservation, renseignements au 06 70 28 44 13) 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 à 17h 📍 Le Libellule, quai de la Tournette 🚢

Concert de clôture au Prieuré de Talloires (B. Bartok et A. Paxton) suivi d'un épilogue musical par les musiciens de l'ensemble et artistes amateurs locaux (scène ouverte) autour d'une buvette ℹ️ Dans le cadre du festival Les Bestivités Musicales ⌚️ 1h 🎫 Participation libre 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 à 18h00 📍 Chemin de la Colombière, Talloires-Montmin, Grand Annecy 🎶

Théâtre : 4 211 km d’Aïla Navidi (dès 14 ans) ℹ️ Dans le cadre de la 13e édition du festival Coup de théâtre (du 7 au dimanche 15/09/24) ⌚️ 1h35 🎫 Participation libre 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 à 20h 📍 Cour du Château 🏰

Concert chorale : Organa (œuvres de Liszt, Gounod, Saint-Saëns, Franck et Gontran Dessagnes) ℹ️ Chœur des Rives du Lac de Saint-Jorioz & Ensemble Vocal Ugine-Albertville 🎫 10 €, 0 € pour les moins de 15 ans 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 à 20h30 📍 Église, Saint-Jorioz, Grand Annecy 🧑‍🎤

Concert : né d’une rencontre entre deux passionnés de musique, le groupe Odayaka propose une petite virée dans le monde du jazz et du folk instrumental, avec des rythmes entrainants ℹ️ Dans le cadre de la 13e édition du festival Coup de théâtre (du samedi 7 au dimanche 15/09/24) 🎫 Participation libre 📆 Ce dimanche 08/09/24 à 21h30 📍 Cour du Château 🏰

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Qualité de l’air à Annecy (indices ATMO) : la baisse des températures et un ciel avec des éclaircies devraient limiter la formation d’ozone 🌡 La qualité de l’air devrait être moyenne à dégradée localement 💨

Dans la cité lacustre et ailleurs, au niveau de vos déplacements, privilégiez vélo, trottinette, marche à pied, etc. et au niveau de vos activités physiques, privilégiez les parcs, les zones piétonnes et les rues peu circulantes pour vos activités de plein air 🌬️

L’indice de risque pollinique à Annecy est moyen (niveau 2) ➡️ Ambroisies : niveau 2 ; graminées, plantain et urticacées : niveau 1 ; platane et saule : niveau 0 ➡️ Indice communal valable du 07/09 au vendredi 13/09/2024 inclus 🤧 Personnes allergiques : fumer irrite vos muqueuses fragilisées par les pollens 😷

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Quatre dictons du jour pour le prix de trois : « À la saint Adrien commence la maturité. » 🤔 « À la saint Adrien, le jour et la nuit couchent ensemble. » 🛏️ « Après la saint Adrien, le raisin ne peut plus sécher. » 🍇 « Après la saint Adrien, le regain ne peut plus sécher. » 🧐

Pour celles et ceux qui aiment le froid : « Pour la saint Adrien, le froid nous dit : je suis ici. » 🤌 « Pour la saint Adrien, le froid nous revient. » 🥶 « Souvent à la saint Adrien, gelée ne gèle que les mains. » 🖐️

Pour celles et ceux qui aiment les hirondelles : « À la saint Adrien, les hirondelles s’apprêtent à quitter le pays. » 🐦 « À la saint Adrien, les hirondelles nous quittent avec l’été. » 🩴 « La saint Adrien fait fuir les hirondelles. » 😉

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Je vous souhaite une très bonne journée annécienne et une excellente fin d’été à Annecy, dans les 33 autres communes du Grand Annecy, en Savoie ou ailleurs 🏖️

Bon septième et dernier jour de la semaine à tous et à toutes 🧩

Bonne fête aux Adrien·ne et demain aux Alain 😘

📷 JamesO PhotO à Annecy le 07/09/24 📸

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