2021.10.27 05:08 jooliuscaesar METX JUST SHOT UP. LFG
2021.10.27 05:08 stabby_og Just started dropped $100AUD for 1.7mill SHIB
2021.10.27 05:08 guniens Fnac & PayPal: got charged 2 times???
I pre-ordered Google Pixel 6 on 20 oct 2021 from Fnac, paid with PayPal with my credit card and got a first payment (labeled "Authorization" on PayPal) that got immediately charged on my card.
Today I got a second charge of the same amount on my credit card, in fact I see 2 payments on PayPal but both got charged on my card. The first one is still in pending state while the one from today is completed.
Is this intentional/temporary or Is it a mistake?
Thanks in advance
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2021.10.27 05:08 Aggressive_Tonight_2 Doubt about how to generate liquidity for your token
I am looking for some information on getting liquidity in your token in a Defi.
2021.10.27 05:08 a_Ninja_b0y A group of Torres Strait Islanders living off Australia's north coast filed a court claim against the Australian government on Tuesday, alleging it has failed to protect them from climate change which now threatens their homes
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2021.10.27 05:08 jayhaynes Darkrai now 10 players 5041 9161 1787
2021.10.27 05:08 peridotfan1 Do you think I will be able to get Hu Tao? (Does this count as RNG?)
2021.10.27 05:08 TheWrinklyDog Dainty Zodiac Medallion Necklac |Libra,Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn| Birthday Gift for Her | Zodiac Coin Necklace by MenuetDesigns
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2021.10.27 05:08 SlavaChvi Drought is part of the ‘new normal,’ but rains have helped
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2021.10.27 05:08 Flamehazer21 I played through the game by rolling everything with dices and it was fantastic.
Damn had great Fun on my third Playthrough. I played every decision rolling different dices. And the dices told one of the coolest stories ever. hahahahah
So many Scenes i didnt see before.
2021.10.27 05:08 Fireminer The key to win as a Slave to Darkness: Always putting yourself first
Years ago I asked Josh Reynolds some questions about his novel Clonelord, and among his answers there was this particular one that stood out: "Saqqara (the Word Bearers Diabolist who was forced to work for Fabius) belonged to neither Kor Phaeron's nor Erebus's faction because he was a true believer. Why do you think they sent him on a suicide mission?"
That got me thinking a lot about the "top dogs" among the Slaves to Darkness, be it Archaon, Abaddon, Kor Phaeron, Erebus, etc. They acknowledge the Dark Gods and pay tributes to them, but they never dedicated their wholesale to the Gods like a Slaughterpriest would. You could argue that this allows them to have a clear head, but I think it's also have to do with their ego being as big as they are. Novels like Lorgar: Bearer of the Words, Warhawk or Archaon: Everchosen really make it clear that to these people, the Gods are just another stepping stone to their ambition.
The Chaos Gods use men , and so seeing men try to use them must have been amusing. Maybe they are so amused that they elevated these men to such lofty positions.
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2021.10.27 05:08 twg-bot Griselda x RZA Type Beat – “Atonement” | Dark Boom Bap Instrumental [81 BPM] (Prod. TapDaddyBeats)
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2021.10.27 05:08 d0ublebubble Trading my toy hammer for a silver axe
2021.10.27 05:08 josh123332 i think i just lost a really close friend
2021.10.27 05:08 Temporary_Soft_2978 Bong arrived today from Oz Bongs, delayed heaps but finally here
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2021.10.27 05:08 lilmessi661 I got close to my first ever 200 game (Previous Record was 184) and was so sad because the brush being stuck for a few minutes cooled me down.. but the game after I told myself to strike out after the 6th frame!
2021.10.27 05:08 dzendian This week: decking (shown), gates, and gas meter upgrade
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2021.10.27 05:08 Callasfan Totally Liz Lemon
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2021.10.27 05:08 SpookyDude43 I explored an abandoned school. I think I'm going to die(Part 1)
I’m an urban explorer, or I was anyways. Trending videos on youtube and a lack of direction in my life sent me down this path, and I’ve never regretted it. I’ve been all over the country, from the Roosevelt Island smallpox hospital in New York, to the Nike nuclear missile site in Redmond, Washington. Anywhere my little rust bucket could take me, I’d go, stopping to do odd jobs whenever I needed some cash. America has no shortage of Urbex locations...and no shortage of explorers. Getting a good spot to yourself can be a little tricky nowadays, so when my enjoyment started to dry up, I turned to forums and reddit to find new spots and revitalize my enthusiasm for exploration.
At first, I was lurking in spots like Urbex and Urbanexploration, the bigger sites. But this just led to more overpopulated and overcrowded spots, basic tourist traps. I wanted something unique, something few people had ever heard of. So, I started spending time in smaller subreddits, looking into more local forums, and asking around on facebook. It was during this search that I met someone who claimed to have what I was looking for. One late night, sitting in the back of my car browsing the web in a Mcdonalds parking lot, I got a text from a number not in my contacts.
“Hey Cal, I’m a friend of Jeralds. I heard you were looking for lands less traveled to do some exploring.” it said, along with a location on google maps.
I won’t say where it is, I don’t want to put any of you in danger, and I know even after I tell you all what happened here, some of you will still come, maybe you won’t believe me, or maybe you won’t care, I can’t take that risk.
In the text, he mentioned being a friend of Jeralds. Jerald was a friend of mine from high school. We still played games from time to time when I went home to visit my parents, but outside of that we barely spoke anymore.
I texted my mysterious contact back, asking about the spot a bit. He told me it was a school that was built out of town, and it became abandoned because nobody wanted to drive their kids outside of town to take them to school. A bit odd, but he swore it was practically unheard of, and a great spot, his own find.
I set out for it that night, already hyping myself up at the idea. I climbed into the front seat and gassed up for the long drive, texting him more. “Matt”, he said his name was. I sent Jerald a screenshot of the conversation, along with the guy's name and number, asking if he knew the guy, before going back to Matt's texts. In hindsight, I probably should have waited on Jerald's response, but I was too excited. Matt told me the place had been empty for over 40 years, that it had trees growing out of it and parts of the floor collapsed into the basement. It was mostly untouched because of how far into the woods it was.
The last few spots I’d been to had been disappointing, just old buildings, filled with graffiti and empty beer cans. Here I had the promise of something new, something unique, something untouched. The drive was long, but the excitement kept me going until, eventually, I got to the town he spoke of. It was a small town, quiet, but cozy. Just a few scattered buildings along the main road going in and out, one gas station, one coffee shop café, and not even a hotel. I was looking forward to spending a few days sounded by nature and trees, and I even had a tent in my trunk I was happy to be putting to good use.
I wanted a little more information before I went to explore for myself, so I stopped in the coffee shop and asked around a bit. Neither the barista, nor most of the occupants knew what I was talking about, claiming no such school existed, and for a moment I got worried, afraid I had driven all the way out here for nothing. It wasn’t until an old man sat down at my table that I got any information. He sat across from me, holding a small coffee cup and wearing a light blue button-up shirt with khaki shorts and a tan Panama atop his head. He looked like he was in his mid-fifties, a great grey mustache on his lip, and stubble growing messily along his chin.
“Howdy son, I heard you bothering people about the old school. It’s not very polite to walk up to strangers and barrage them with questions you know.” he spoke firmly, his voice gruff with age and experience, and I shrunk before him.
“I’m sorry...” I replied meekly, not wanting to get myself in trouble just after arriving. I opened my mouth to say more, but I wasn’t sure what to say. I didn’t want to go around telling people I planned on breaking into an abandoned property, though I was worried my actions had already spoke to my intentions.
“Oh it's all right, “he offered, “after all, it’s why you're here, isn’t it?”
He held his arms open, as though expecting some sort of applause, like he was showing me something I should be surprised at. My raised eyebrow and confused expression seemed to inform him I was not aware of what he meant.
“It’s me, son. Matthew. We spoke on the phone?” He seeded hurt, bothered that I didn’t recognize a man I’d never seen nor heard before. “Matt? I didn’t know you’d be here.” My concern was evident in my voice, and he seemed to pick up on it rather quickly, taking my hand in a firm handshake, before letting go and patting my shoulder.
“Don’t worry, I’m a friend of Jeralds, remember? And how do you think I found the place? I live here in town, though I never attended the school, it was abandoned shortly after I was born. “
“Well, why doesn’t anyone remember it, they all said they didn’t know what I was talking about?” I posed the question, and he quickly knocked it down. “There are superstitions about the old place, people don’t like to talk about it, and they certainly don’t want some newcomer poking around at such a location.”
“...Superstitions? Like what?” I asked, always the skeptic, and a little concerned.
“Well, supposedly there was a death there...of a child. At least that’s what people say, I can't say I’ve ever heard of such a thing from anywhere other than the lips of gossip though. I don’t buy it.” He answered, confident and dismissive. “They think that place has a darkness to it, some vague hocus pocus of evil and Satan. You know how people are in towns such as these.” He finished, glancing around at the surrounding people, all wrapped in their own conversations and lives. He reached up and stroked his mustache a bit.
“Though maybe that’s the sort of thing you’re looking for. You a Satanist, son?” His eye’s narrowed as he directed the question at me, and I almost laughed, had his serious look not caused me to choke on it. “N-no, sir!” I sputtered, holding my hands up in submission.
“Good...good, you go looking for things like that, and they tend to come home with you.” I sighed in relief, not sure why I was so concerned with him believing me. He gave off a good presence, like he was someone you wanted to impress. I spoke quickly, before he could distract me from my thoughts with tales of the old school. “So, how do you know Jerald? I don’t think he’s ever mentioned you.”
He raised an eyebrow, seemingly irritated that I would even ask. His eyes held something, some sorrow I couldn’t quite comprehend. “Well, I was a friend of the family, though we haven’t spoken in many years. His parents grew up here, in our little town.” He took a drink from his coffee, the steam fogging his glasses, causing him to remove them, and wipe them with a cloth from the pack on his hip before returning them to their throne upon his nose.
When he returned his gaze to me, his eyes had steadied again, and he spoke once more. “Now then, how about I buy you a drink, and we discuss our plans for visiting the school?” He waved his hand at the barista behind the counter, who set her own drink down and began her approach.
“I’m not thirsty, and we’re going together? No offense, but I just met you. I’m not sure I want to wander into the woods to a school that may or may not exist with some stranger who tricked me into meeting them halfway across the country.” I spoke bluntly, maybe harsher than I meant to, and the waitress picked up on the tension between us, returning to her counter without a word.
He put a hand to his chest, looking hurt, or feigning it at least. His eyes told another story, a story of anger perhaps, but he wasn’t the easiest man to read. “I didn’t trick you, it’s not like I ever said I wouldn’t be here. This is my home, and this is where the school is. I can’t exactly offer you a location I don’t know about, can I? You go alone if you want, and I’ll give you the best directions I can. But these woods are deep, and easy to get lost in. It’s up to you”
I pondered his offer, it’s just a forest, how hard could it be to find my way to a school and back? And there must be a road leading to it, after all, he said people drove their children to and from the school. However, it was also far enough that it went under because of the distance, and 40 years is a long time, that road could be long gone by now.
I thought a moment longer before I made my choice. I looked up at him and presented my terms. “If you can show me someone else who knows and will tell me that the school exists, I’ll go with you.” He smiled wide and clapped me on the shoulder “Atta boy, you’re mighty clever, that’s a good test.” He stood up, and called the barista over a second time, the very one that claimed she did not know about the school when I asked her.
“Matilda this is Calvin, he’s a student coming from the UK,” he lied with a smile like it was second nature, and it made me nervous how easily it came to him. “He’s doing a paper on our town, and I’d like you to tell him a little about the school.”
Her eyes lit up and she seemed excited at the first proclamation, though she gave pause when he mentioned the school, her expression turning somewhat sour. “Mister Reynolds I...you know we don’t talk about the school. It has caused us enough tr-”
she was cut off when he clapped his hands together once, before exclaiming excitedly. “So you admit then that the school does exist, yes? Fantastic!” He turned back to me, his grin eager and warm, but his eyes held some comfort, a smugness to them, perhaps.
The waitress opened her mouth to speak, but he turned back to her, speaking firmly. “That’ll be all, Matilda. Thank you for your help.” and she gave a nervous smile, returning to her counter as his attention fell back onto me, and he sat again.
“There you have it; the school does exist. I’m an honest man, Cal. The morning is still upon us, we can easily make it today if you wish. Otherwise, we can go tomorrow morning. The choice is yours.”
I let out a defeated sigh, I’m not sure why but it felt like I’d lost a game to him, some strange game that he took great pleasure in winning. In the end, I decided that today would be best. With one coffee shop café, and one gas station in town, I didn’t exactly have much else I could do to pass the time. So We agreed to meet at the north edge of town in an hour, and I went to ready my gear. I bring a camera with me on all my excursions. Nothing fancy, just a small Aasonida. Something light and made for vlogs and youtube videos. I wound up at the edge of town about half an hour early, and sat on the hood of my car, taking shots of the forest and the town.
After 15 minutes, I was taking some time to go through the pictures and see which ones I wanted to keep when I noticed something strange in one of them. One of the trees in my last picture of the woods would change depending on how I held the camera. It was like a holographic card, like the kind they sell on Halloween, if you look at it from one angle it’s a beautiful woman, but look from another and it changes to a horrible spirit. Only this was a real picture, and a tree. From one angle, I saw a normal oak tree, but as I turned my head to the side, it shifted into a birch. It was unmistakable, a very clear transition, and yet when I looked up to where I took the picture, I saw only oak trees as far as the eye could see.
Just as I was about to slip off the hood of my car and walk into the woods to investigate, Matt slapped the trunk of my car, making me jump nearly out of my skin. He let out a hearty laugh and stepped closer. “Ah, I’m sorry. I couldn’t help myself. You looked so focused on that thing, your camera, I thought if I didn’t do something you might fall into it and never be seen again.”
He wore the same as before, though now he had on a pair of brown hiking boots, and the brown leather pack, hanging from his shoulder onto his hip seemed almost bulging with its contents. He caught me looking at it, and reached inside, pulling out a granola bar. “I brought snacks; do you want one? I’ve also got sandwiches for later.”
I smiled and declined the offer, after which he opened and began to eat the bar. Suddenly I remembered the picture, pulling out the camera and showing him. “Do you see that? There, with the tree. It’s changing.” He scratched the grey stubble on his chin for a moment as he pondered the picture, tipping his head from side to side slowly before a smile crossed his lips and he looked at me, speaking calmly, but with a touch of excitement. “Well, that’s certainly something special. I’ve never seen a picture like that before. You hold on to that, maybe you can show it to someone who matters, figure out just what it is, what it means.”
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2021.10.27 05:08 forak96 Klaudia Halejcio
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2021.10.27 05:08 jobsinanywhere SAU vs QAT Dream11 Prediction, Fantasy Cricket Tips, Dream11 Team, Playing XI, Pitch Report, Injury Update- Men’s T20 WC Asia A Qualifier
2021.10.27 05:08 Artisticspawm When they have icbm but you have the moab
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2021.10.27 05:08 clerblebirdy Tabby loaf
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2021.10.27 05:08 Formal_Expert335 Inshallah I shall take my revenge
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2021.10.27 05:08 KirKCam99 RC and nft
showerthought - rc is going to create a personal data store and might go against facebook et al.
in case of stocks - he might run a service like computershare, where all shares are backed by nfts and you need an nft to be eligible to vote.
if you want to borrow a share you need to get a license on the corresponding nft.
=> ultimate short killer.
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