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NEW COURSES (Included when buying my whole collection!):
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· ⭐Montell Gordon - Agency Transmulation
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· Charlie Morgan - Gym Growth Accelerator
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· Savannah Sanchez - TikTok Ads Course 2023
· Iman Gadzhi - Copy Paste Agency
· Sam Ovens - UpLevel Consulting
· Miles – The FBA Roadmap + The Profit Vault
· Andrew Giorgi – Amazon Dropshipping Course
· Sebastian Esqueda – Ecom Revolution Training Program
· Luca Netz – Advanced Dropshipping 2023
· Kevin King – Freedom Ticket 3.0
· Jordan Platten – LearnAds – Facebook Ads Pro 2023
· Miles – The FBA Roadmap + The Profit Vault
· Dan Vas – Ecom Freedom Shopify Blueprint 2023
· Alexander J.A Cortes - WiFi Money Machine
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· Tanner Henkel & Jerrod Harlan – 7-Figure Email Machine
· [METHOD] Stop Wasting Money on AI Writers Train And Fine-Tune Your Own AI For Free With No Code ⚡⚡⚡Real Method & Practice Examples ⚡⚡
· Creator Hooks – YouTube Title Mastery
· Thomas Frank – Creator’s Companion (Ultimate Brain Edition)
· Sean Dollwet – Royalty Hero
· Jason Bell – Birthday Marketing Formula
· NXT Level FX – Investors Domain
· [METHOD] ⏩ My ETSY $40K~ Passive Income 2023 + HOT Products (Earning Proof) ⏪ Make Money No Marketing Easy $40K~ Guide FOR NOOBS ✅
· Rob Jones & Gerry Cramer – Profit Singularity Ultra Edition 2022 (AI & ChatGPT)
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· ⚡️➡️$390/Week BLUEPRINT+PROOF✅Scalable Method❤️Amazon to eBay Dropship✅
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· RED CPA FORMULA – UNTAPPED UNDERGROUND CPA SYSTEM
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Where is the best place to buy quality beef, brats, flavored chicken breasts and other fun stuff to grill?
I grew up in WI where most stores have world class variety of stuff to grill, so I’ve been pretty disappointed so far with findings in the area. The grocery stores just have a few lackluster options other than the traditional packaged brands.
Any solid meat markets or hidden gems I’m missing? I don’t mind driving a little ways either

I registered for Chumba over a year ago and went through the verification process that took approximately two weeks. Fast forward a year and I win $2000 only to be immediately locked out of my account with a notifcation stating my account was being verified and should be accessible within 24 hours. That was 5 days ago. Working with Chumba support is like talking to a brick wall and they just keep telling me to login and start the verification process via the Redeem button to which I reply I CANNOT LOGIN. Very frustrating the say the least. Has anyone else had this experience?

Hello! I just stashed away the groceries that I just picked up and am turning on the radio - they're covering Re:publica! Do you know what that is? I'd love some company now - but, who am I? I am 22 and graduated university a while ago. I made a tea to help me relax after a workday, would you like a Tea, too? I have coffee as well!
I enjoy travel and have been to thirteen different countries so far. Lately I mostly travel to different cities that are close by! I love taking public transport and listening to music during it - then again, I pretty much always listen to music. Exploring is another great thing and my biggest passion is probably photography (especially when combining all these things).
I read a lot and enjoy writing, too, as well as editing photos I take. I am a bit of a creative person and am also very much into self-improvement! I am learning French, cook and bake and like to cycle a lot. There are lots of other topics that interest me, like urban planning, technology, history, horror, politics and... Just a whole lot more. I also have a fable for fancy lighting and radios!
So... If any of that sounds interesting to you, why not reach out? We might have a pleasant conversation or might even become friends! We could share stories, photos that we took, just talk about our days, jobs, studies, life... I am open to many things! All I ask for is for you to not be inappropriate and to put in a little bit of effort! I am looking forward to meeting you. :)

Hello! I just stashed away the groceries that I just picked up and am turning on the radio - they're covering Re:publica! Do you know what that is? I'd love some company now - but, who am I? I am 22 and graduated university a while ago. I made a tea to help me relax after a workday, would you like a Tea, too? I have coffee as well!
I enjoy travel and have been to thirteen different countries so far. Lately I mostly travel to different cities that are close by! I love taking public transport and listening to music during it - then again, I pretty much always listen to music. Exploring is another great thing and my biggest passion is probably photography (especially when combining all these things).
I read a lot and enjoy writing, too, as well as editing photos I take. I am a bit of a creative person and am also very much into self-improvement! I am learning French, cook and bake and like to cycle a lot. There are lots of other topics that interest me, like urban planning, technology, history, horror, politics and... Just a whole lot more. I also have a fable for fancy lighting and radios!
So... If any of that sounds interesting to you, why not reach out? We might have a pleasant conversation or might even become friends! We could share stories, photos that we took, just talk about our days, jobs, studies, life... I am open to many things! All I ask for is for you to not be inappropriate and to put in a little bit of effort! I am looking forward to meeting you. :)

Greetings, I am a freelance editor who is looking for new clients. I promise to deliver quality work and will provide them within the agreed-upon deadline.
For academic works:
I am a student at Villa college and am pursuing a law degree. I've written and edited multiple essays and research papers while in law school, ensuring that the necessary information was clearly and succinctly presented. I've also ensured that the papers followed proper grammar and sentence structure and used appropriate academic language.
Rates:
Proofreading - 1 cent per word
Copy editing - 1.5 cents per word
I can deliver any project of 1,500 words or less within 24 hours.
I can also provide plagiarism checks and citations for an additional charge which we can further discuss via chat.
For creative works:
I have edited short stories and other creative works, ensuring that they were easy to understand and written in a way that would capture the reader's attention. I would also ensure that the language and structure appeal to the reader, encouraging them to continue reading your works.
Rates:
Proofreading - 1 cent per word
Copy editing - 1.5 cents per word
Any works
With the same rates, I would also be willing to edit any marketing copywriting works.
I can deliver any project of 1,500 words or less within 24 hours.
If you feel we would work well together, send me a message, and we can discuss more. I look forward to working with you.
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I have been completely unable to sleep for a week straight, and I had no idea why until this morning. Turns out, instead of taking my Prozac, I've been taking my Vyvanse. Problem is, I was also taking my Vyvanse in the mornings. So, one dose at 10 pm and one at 8 am, for a week straight while suddenly not taking my Prozac at all. I didn't take my Vyvanse this morning, and I'm calling my psychiatrist's office as soon as they open. I have no idea if I'll actually be able to get anything done today, but I have a feeling it's going to be hell bc I only got 7 hours of sleep in the past two days. This is why we don't take our meds without looking at what we're taking, like a dumbass... It doesn't help that I'm a hypochondriac, so I'm currently trying my damnedest to not freak tf out.

(STORY MODE)
North of Valentine near the Dakota River, you'll find a cabin called Clawson's Rest. The first thing you notice is that all the windows have been boarded up from the outside. The door is also initially locked, but can be forced open with force. Inside, you immediately see two children lying dead in bed. Judging by their clothes, it appears that it was two boys and they have been lying lifeless for a long time. They have no injuries and one wonders what happened. There are empty tin cans and bottles all over the kitchen. In addition, in the house you will find the comic Otis Miller and the Arabian Prince, premium cigarettes, opened cocaine chewing gum, opened snake oil, ground coffee, two cigarette pictures and above all a note informing about what happened here. The note is from the mother to her sons Glen and Eddie. The mother writes that she is looking for the men who stole her money. The door is locked and the windows are boarded up. The children should not leave the house and should not open the door to anyone. They have food and drink at home for four days, but their mother would be back in a day. Since the front door and windows are still locked when you find the hut, it is clear that the mother has not returned home. The boys seem to have obediently waited for their mother for several weeks. All the groceries in the house have been used up, which shows all the empty cans. Unfortunately, the two boys died at some point for lack of food and drink and were too weak to get out of bed. What happened to the mother that she didn't come home to rescue her sons? And what men was she talking about? A newspaper report (Blackwater Ledger No. 68 or Saint Denis Times No. 49) may provide us with the answers. called "Warnings of Roanoke Ridge". The article mentions a woman named Agnes Henshaw who has been missing with her two sons for some time. According to the information, their looted car and battle scars were found in the Roanoke Ridge area. It looks like Glen and Eddie's mother fell victim to the Murfree brood and tried to fight back. Anyone who knows this gang can imagine what happened to the mother. What an irony in the game that the children starved to death while the mother herself became the meal for the Murfree brood 🫤

I've been super lucky to have a speech therapist from day one, and practiced on and off for a year or so, mostly to and from work during a 1 hour commute. I sound like crap, but unless I start actively using my new voice, I know it will not improve.
Every morning I practice and warm up, and hopefully set myself up to "use it". Then when my colleagues show up (Im usually the first to arrive), my voice is semi-high and dynamic for the first few sentences, and then back to what it was (bass, but 130hz average). For months on end.
As far as I can tell through getting gendered, I pass visually, after 1.5 years of HRT, but when I open my mouth it's game over.
I've now severely isolated myself - ignoring after-work drinks and activities, skipping lunches or just eating before everyone else, and some days my only speaking is "Good morning" and "See you tomorrow" 8 hours later.
My employer told me to "tell him immediately if someone is harrasing me" and has my back. I have a gay colleague thats super supportive, as are all my close colleagues. It's an environment that many would dream of, and I'm super lucky to have. They also know this is coming and have hinted I should start changing my voice soon.
And I just can't do it. It's eating me alive and throwing me into a negative spiral.
What did you do to "get started"?

TEAMKlLLERS IN EVERY MATCH, NO OPTION TO BLOCK A PLAYER. THIS GAME HAS NO FUTURE BECAUSE OF THAT.
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REPORT DOES NOTHING - YOU ARE AUTO-MATCHMAKED WITH THE SAME PERSON IN NEXT GAME TOO. NEXT WEEK AND NEXT MONTH.
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WE PAYED 50 EURO FOR THE SA-HELLIOS BATLEPASS RIFLE BECAUSE OF ITS ADVERTIZED 3.5 ZOOM SCOPE BUT ITS SCOPE ZOOM IS VERY LOW QUALITY RESOLUTION PIXELS OUTSIDE THE TRAINING ROOM.
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THE AUTO MATCHFINDER ASKS YOU EVERY 30 SEC IF YOU WANT TO CONTINUE SEARCHING OR HAVE 200 PING IN OTHER REGIONS. WHAT THE HECK??? IT DOES NOT LEAVE YOU ALONE, YOU HAVE TO PRESS NO AND NO ALL THE TIME.
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THE RANDOM BOXES ARE SCAM, THE ADVERTIZED GOOD ITEM IS NEVER GIVEN.
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THE GAME IS POORLY CREATED: NO OPTION TO SKIP GAME'S INTRO OR OUTRO SCENES AT MISSIONS OR AT PROGRAM'S START.
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WHEN YOU RUN THE SCREEN SHAKES FOR NO REASON AND THAT SHAKING MAKES YOU WANT TO PUKE AFTER 1 HOUR OF PLAY. THE GUN-RECOIL ALSO SHAKES THE SCREEN VERY MUCH.
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THIS SCAM COMPANY HAD STEALED THE ITEMS OF OFFLINE PLAYERS AT YEAR 2017 WITH THE EXCUSE OF COMPANY CHANGE. PLAYERS LOST THEIR REAL MONEY ITEMS. THAT IS A STEALlNG OF ITEMS.
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FROM LEVEL 101 TO LEVEL 299 AND FROM LEVEL 400 TO 999: THE GAME GIVES YOU THE MOST UGLY SYMBOL-AVATARS ON PLANET EARTH. AND NO OPTION TO REMOVE THEM FROM YOUR PROFILE.
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The screen turns violently white when a stun grenade is used. The noob devs want to stun the user too and the user to leave and go to other game.
THE DEVS PAY THEIR NEAR PERSONS TO TEAMKlLL ALL THE TIME AT RANDOM MATCHES SO THEY MAKE PLAYERS LOSE THEIR RES-COINS, SO PLAYERS BUY NEW RES-COINS WITH REAL MONEY. THAT IS WHY THEY WILL NEVER PUT A BLOCK PLAYER OPTION.
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The game has 2 minutes loading screens before match. Those loading screens are the most ugly loading screen pictures ever, they making you return to desktop and open f4cebook. NO OPTION TO CHANGE THOSE PICTURES.
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VERY FEW OPTIONS OVERALL. VERY SHAKING GAME. IT IS A DRUG FOR VOMITING, NOT A GAME.

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I hope this is the right place and someone can tell me what may have been going on in my village. I moved here a few weeks ago. It's a small village in the heart of Russia and my parents and I came here because things start to get really bad in Moscow and my father lost his job. I don't know why we had to move to this isolated village, so far away from civilization. Maybe my parents wanted peace and quiet? To escape the things in that city, the poisoned minds?
The houses here had all been far below average in price. Almost everyone who lives here has moved here recently.
But, there are crazy rumors about this village that people tell each other. It was found abandoned in the mid-nineties. Where everyone went, no one knows. They say that no signs of people were found at all, nothing. But... everywhere in and around the village… strange patches of earth had been discovered, circular and smooth. Not only in the forest or on the road, but also in the dilapidated wooden houses. At our new neighbors' house, one of the mysterious spots had supposedly been found right in the living room floor, where the floorboards had been just cut away.
These rumors scare me. I am afraid of this village. But yesterday... I was redoing the floor in my room with my father and there... I found a notebook under the old boards. I hid it from my father, I don't know why... Someone must have left it there.
Last night... that's when I read it. I read it and now I'm incredibly afraid of this house and this village. Of the fields and the woods that surround me. The notebook apparently belonged to someone called Ilya Vasiliev. I have tried to translate what he wrote, hoping that someone here can help me find an explanation for the rumors. For this uneasy feeling that I have since I moved here...
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I am fine. I want that to be clear from the beginning. My story is strange and in huge parts troubling, but I am still in the best state of mental health.
I am fine!
My story begins seven months ago, in December 1979, when deep winter was upon our village. We were preparing for Christmas, the first Christmas to be celebrated publicly throughout the village, after years of having to practice our faith in secret because the Soviet government did not allow religions. Only in the last few years did the Reds' view loosen and they allowed small islands of faith. One of them was my village, which finally dared to celebrate and praise the Lord.
I have been a believer all twenty years of my life, an exemplary Christian, just like my parents. Faith had kept our family line alive in times of terror and misery. Death had always been close to us, as the fields where most of the population of our village had worked for generations had once brought the end of hundreds of people. Many years ago, on those fields, atrocities had occurred that had finally given them their present name: The Fields of Death.
I myself had not been born back then, not by a long shot, but my grandparents had spent their childhood there, a childhood full of hunger and depravity. My grandfather Fomenko often told me and my sister the stories he had experienced and how faith had saved everyone. There had been a long, cold winter and the grain had been confiscated by the government to be taken to the cities for distribution. After all, the grain belonged to all the people, not just those on the farms who planted it, tended to it, and harvested it. And so, the only food of that time left my grandfather's village and never came back. Some of his neighbors had once tried to hold back some grain, to hide some sacks, but when they were caught, a hail of bullets determined their fate. People lived in fear, not daring to stop working, not daring to keep for themselves the food that was destined for the common good. In those days, horrors happened in my village that I cannot truly picture today, not even when I hear my grandfather's usually clear voice begin to tremble. When I see in his eyes that he would rather forget, in order to experience a peaceful sleep once again… someday.
He told us about those horrors to warn us of how quickly life can plunge from safety into infinite terror. Winter had reigned. The grain was being hauled away. They still shot all those who tried to keep back pieces of it, be it a sack or some husks that had fallen from a cart. In time, hunger began to drive people in our village insane. Parents locked up their children so they wouldn't be taken by neighbors to feed their hunger. Friends turned their backs on each other and killed each other in fights for the last livestock that was still breathing. The streets reeked of decay and death, of misery and suffering. One day, my grandfather told us, he had hidden in the back room of his house while his parents dragged themselves, emaciated, to the fields to pick the last scraps of grain from the furrows with their dirty, half-frozen fingers. He had come across a book there, a book that had saved his life.
The word of God. An old Bible.
My grandfather had learned to read at an early age, one of the sad advantages of living in the Soviet Union.
It was in the room I now live in that Grandfather Fomenko had found the dusty book. Actually, he had been looking for something to eat, the days before he had found some sawdust. But despite his hunger and the grumbling in his stomach, eating the book was out of the question. Books were sacred, and no book as sacred as this one. He had begun to read and learned about the greatness of the Lord. Of the miracles his Son had performed. And of the magic of faith. His stomach had growled, but he had ignored it. The words gave him comfort.
The next day he immersed himself in the book again, disappearing into better worlds and times, hearing wisdom and encouragement. But around noon there was a knock at the door. My grandfather emphasized each time that he had not been afraid, that he had known that the Lord would protect him, when the old neighbor gained entrance to our house armed with a cleaver. It was clear what he wanted: Meat. My grandfather told us each time about how the neighbor had looked more undead than human, stinking and with sunken eyes, smelling like death from his mouth, the cleaver trembling in his hand.
"I'm sorry, boy," was all the man could get out.
My grandfather tried to mimic this poor man’s voice at the end of his wits, to express his pain through words so that we understood that poor fellow a little.
The Lord's words had given courage to my grandfather in his most terrible moments. He had stood up and firmly said:
"Away with you, the Lord protects the inhabitants of this house!"
But the intruder did not care, coming closer. And so, my grandfather again sought comfort and prayed. He prayed for mercy and peace and for his life. He would serve the Lord for the rest of his days. Trust Him blindly.
Suddenly, like a gruesome miracle, the famished intruder let out an inhuman groan and collapsed, lifeless and debilitated. There had been no hunger for my grandfather and his family for a week after that. My grandfather had been praying to the Lord since that day, thanking Him for His mercy. The story spread around the village and out of desperation or hope, in the next few days everyone secretly knelt in front of small wooden crosses they had made themselves and prayed to the Lord. A week later, like a miracle, the long-awaited delivery of grain arrived, along with spring. There had not been another bad time since then.
These events are the reason for the faith in our village... and our family. The psalm my grandfather had prayed as the hungry neighbor attacked had become the guiding psalm of our faith. All these years we had not been able to celebrate Christmas with the other families, but since the restrictions on faith communities had been relaxed, we had all finally decided to celebrate the holy festival in the village square. And so, we started the preparations.
There, in those evening hours, my part of the story begins. I and my younger sister Zarina, together with other youths and young adults, were fetching wood for the fire that was to burn in the center of our village. So, we went out into the night, dressed with thick pelts, to fetch logs from the edge of the fields that some men had prepared.
My breath could be seen as an icy breeze in the dawning darkness and I was already looking forward to dancing around the fire with everyone later, drinking good drinks and eating sumptuously. I was glad that we didn't have to walk across the fields themselves, but could stroll along their edge to get the logs.
You can feel death when it has hit a place. I was glad that I didn't have to work the fields myself, and had learned the carpentry trade. Therefore, I was spared from having to wander around there every day, among the echoes of past atrocities and sadness.
We were all in good spirits, strolling over the muddy ground, when all at once Zarina pointed up and into the clear night sky.
"Look, an angel is descending!" she exclaimed excitedly.
We all looked to where her outstretched hand pointed. A round light glowed in the night sky, glaring yellowish and shining strangely cold.
"It's singing! At Christmas! The Lord puts our feast under his sign!" Zarina cried.
We stopped and listened into the silence of the night. At first, I could hear nothing, at first, everything remained quiet, and only the distant beating of axes and the rustling of the wind in the treetops were audible.
But then, there in the wind, I could hear it, briefly but clearly. It was a kind of melodic whisper, joyful, yet also strange and otherworldly. It was heard only very briefly, and soon died away as the glow flew out of sight and disappeared somewhere far away.
"Let's go find the angel! Let's..." Zarina cried, continuing excitedly, but I interrupted her.
"We have to get the wood. We can report back to the village later, if it hasn't already been noticed there too," I said.
"You heard the singing! Surely that was an angel. Shall we leave it there? It may have gotten hurt, it must have hit something!" Sasha murmured.
Sasha was my oldest friend and one of the boys who worked on the fields. He had always been very caring and had always tried to help where he could. His parents were long dead and the old lady who had raised him was no longer around, either. So, he struggled along, working the fields, but the rest of us looked out for him.
"Shouldn't we go and look for it, Ilya?", Sasha continued to urge me anxiously.
We thought about it for a long time but decided to leave the decision to the others in the village. Trusting the Lord to guide our actions, we quickly moved on in the direction of the woodcutters to complete our task.
We were not the only ones who had seen the glow. When we returned to the village square loaded with logs, everyone was in great excitement and full of joy that the Lord had sent us this sign of His greatness. Not everyone agreed whether it was an angel or a return of the poinsettia that had been witnessed, but everyone was sure that the Lord had sent us encouragement. So, we celebrated our first Christmas full of joy and pleasure, with good food, dancing and singing, full of happiness and under the protection of the Almighty Lord. I will always think back to those days, always keep in my heart how I glimpsed a part of the Lord in the sky.
We all talked about the event and even the older people were fascinated and inspired. Even my grandfather and the others who had witnessed the worst death and misery in the world seemed to slowly find a spiritual peace they would never have dreamed of otherwise. They were happy and strengthened in their faith. However, we were not sure if it had really been an angel who had come down and so we hesitated to go and look for the creature of God.
But in the night, after the light had shone in the sky, I was awakened by Zarina crying in her sleep. I straightened up and slowly paced over to her bed, where in the semi-darkness she began to squirm, shaken by spasms.
"No, no, no..." she moaned painfully.
I began to shake her to wake her up. Zarina did not respond to me. Her face was like a distorted mask hiding something bad underneath. Her breathing became shallow, and she began to whimper. I was terrified and began to pray. The Lord had to save her, He just had to save her!
Zarina twitched more and more, started coughing and whimpering louder and louder. Slowly, the rest of the family woke up and my parents and grandfather huddled tightly around her, praying for her to open her eyes.
"Please, don't take our child! She has only been in your world for fourteen years..." my father cried, as panicked and desperate as I had ever seen before.
His thick, black mustache trembled with fear.
Then, abruptly, Zarina stopped convulsing.
For a terrible moment she just lay there, her hair disheveled, her face pale in the glow of the candle my mother held over her.
"Mom, Dad, Ilya, Grandpa... what's wrong?" she suddenly asked sleepily.
For a moment it was as if nothing had happened, as if I hadn't just seen my sister almost die, but then she began to cry.
"What's wrong, dear?" my father asked, just as pale in the face as Zarina.
It took a while before she found some calm and was able to talk to us.
Finally, she croaked:
"I saw the angel. I was with him."
A revelation? Had the Lord touched my sister?
We all said another prayer and finally, filled with awe, I asked:
"Where did you see the angel? Is it here? With us?"
She looked at me briefly, seemed to hesitate for a little moment, and then reported:
"I was with it… in a dream. It was in a white village, a village made of angel dust. I saw it. It didn't have wings and that's why at first I wasn't sure if it was an angel. However, soon it spoke to me."
"What did it say, Zarina?", I asked tensely.
"It said it was not God, but 'the Witness'. It sounded like a man and a woman and a child and a baby and... It felt peaceful. Calm and carefree. Then I woke up."
"An angel. Angels are the witnesses of God, that's how it must be!" my father said enthusiastically.
Suddenly, everyone seemed to be talking at once.
No one knew what Zarina's words meant, but we were sure that they contained something incomprehensible that we, as ordinary people, could not understand. But everyone was delighted. Everyone was caught in a beautiful dream.
The next day, the adults sat together in the large barn near the edge of the village, which was used for community events. Most of them found seats on the lined up wooden benches and the rest stood crowded against the old walls, some of which were already rotten. Dimitri, probably the closest thing to a mayor, sat at a heavy pine table at the end of the room, staring at the crowd, while my parents and Zarina sat on old chairs in front of him. Tensely, the crowd looked at them, waiting for someone to say something. Finally, Dimitri cleared his throat thoughtfully.
"You... all saw or heard about the falling star. It was brighter than the others that keep crossing our sky and much more... melodic. Some even heard the singing. Whoever still doubted that the Lord sent us his messenger... doubts are now useless. Zarina has received a vision. She has seen how the angel, who was sent by God, walked on our earth, and visited a village and consecrated it with its grace. She has seen the angel marching to spread holiness in these lands..."
"Are we sure?"
Mary, the dressmaker, had stood up. She was still young, my age and Sasha's, and she always wore her blond hair carefully braided, her dresses self-made, blood red and flashy, with silver embroidery. As always, she wore makeup - a luxury not many could afford. In other places she would have been considered a lady, but she was also a skeptical person, and I had not liked her very much since childhood, because she often made insinuations that seemed to go against the Lord. Also, she had never played with us outside and had always thought of herself as someone… better. I was shocked that she now so obviously doubted the Lord's actions.
"Mary. Zarina has seen a vision. The Lord spoke to her through her dreams! An angel has joined us. How can you deny it?" my father asked coldly.
"I'm not denying it, I'm just saying, what if there is something dark that the angel was sent to fight? What if it is going into battle against some unknown evil? The angel may be spreading sanctities, but we have no idea if it is trying to redeem us or defend us..."
"It said it was a witness of God," I noted.
"That's what Zarina said when she woke up."
"Then it is benevolent to us! We must find it!" someone shouted from one of the back rows.
An excited murmur began to spread through the room.
"Silence!" Dimitri thundered.
His face looked hard but determined.
"We have to get to it! If it is a message from heaven that the angel wants to bring us, we must hear it! How many can we spare? Who would even want to voluntarily leave the village? We don't know how long the journey will be, and you yourselves know how dangerous this area can be..."
A loud commotion broke out. Everyone shouted at once and volunteered. I also jumped up and loudly offered to go out to look for it.
The angel. The Witness of the Lord.
I imagined meeting it in a clearing, under a full moon. Hearing its bright voice, gaze in awe at its graceful form, and fall to my knees in prayer before it.
"SILENCE!" Dimitri shouted.
"You can't all go. The kids wouldn't make it in the deadly cold out there. Let seven go. Seven is the Lord's number, there must be seven! Seven workers from the fields! We can't spare any more!"
"You can't be serious!" I cried out.
Cold anger boiled up inside me.
"I want to go, too. We all want to. You can't just stand there and make a decision like that!"
Others joined in.
"SILENCE," Alexeij now thundered, the master blacksmith.
"We need you! Daniil, Ilya, Nikita, you have a job to do! We can't get by without you! You can't go, be reasonable!"
"But if the Lord wills it, he will make sure that everything here will work out. That nothing will happen!", I tried to argue, still boiling with anger.
"No. Winter is tugging at our huts, we need you," my father said slowly.
"So do the others. Without you, it's going to be tight. The fields lie under the snow, but everything else will be weakened by time and storms. We can only spare the field hands. Besides, they're the ones most likely to withstand the cold and the wilderness; after all, they're constantly out on the Fields of Death, toiling in the wind and rain. They'll all make the trip!"
I tried to change his mind, and several came to my aid, all those who were also forced to stay.
"You can manage without a dressmaker! I want to go too!" Mary cried defiantly, her cheeks red with anger, her nose wrinkled.
This young woman really believed she deserved the sight of the angel! She really believed her hypocrisies would deceive the Lord, despite her obvious doubts about His divinity!
Others also complained, young and old, many who didn't deserve to go and even those who did.
But it didn't help.
Dimitri was in charge. Everyone knew that. If we started to contradict him, our village would soon end up in chaos. And deep down I knew that I had to stay. That I had to take care of my sister, who would not survive a trip in the snow. That I had to repair the huts that the storms would eat away at.
Sasha was a field worker, he was allowed to go. Sasha and Sofia, Anatoly and old Igor, Ivan and Yulia and Mikhail. When the decision was made, a decision many of us accepted only with heavy hearts and which brought out deep envy in several faces, some of the chosen ones began to cry. They were happy, fulfilled... satisfied. They would see the messenger of the Lord, hear its melodious voice, sing its hymns.
Why wasn't I allowed to go? Why was the world so unfair? I had always believed in the Lord, prayed to Him, been subject to Him and lived according to His will. Why hadn't he chosen me to see his messenger? I had been so proud back when I had been allowed to learn the carpenter's trade and thus had not to go to the Fields of Death to toil there. At that time, I had felt like someone better when I saw Sasha and Sofia setting out early in the morning with all the other workers, with their old-fashioned plows and thick, shabby clothes.
Was this the punishment for my arrogance?
The Lord knew everything. He had seen what repulsive thoughts I had had, how superior I had felt to the others. Perhaps it was my punishment that I was not allowed to go. Perhaps the Lord was no longer favorable to me and I would have to prove myself to Him.
The next day, the seven set out north. They were seen off with singing and dancing; they were the center of the village’s attention. Envy threatened to drown me.
Why not me? Why wasn't I allowed to go? Why did I have to stay here?
And I knew: it was because of these thoughts. I wasn't pure enough. I had to get better, work on myself.
As the others disappeared from sight, as the small group seemed to be swallowed up by a patch of forest between distant trees, an icy chill ran down my spine.
What if they really did encounter evil? What if Mary had been right?
I prayed to the Lord that they would return home safely: Even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
He would bring them home safely, our pilgrims. I did not begrudge them their happiness. I was not a selfish person, was not complacent like Mary or some others in the village. I lived by the word of the Lord and I would not begrudge them.
They would all return home safely.
I continued to stare into the distance for a long time as my suppressed envy sought to consume me. But I was winning.
For darkness is as light to you.
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Even though the days and weeks passed, I never forgot to think of all those who had set out to witness the glory of the Lord. The cold winter had passed and frost and cold left the land, so that soon we could begin to prepare the fields for sowing. Since the sighting of the angel had caused us to let some of the farm workers leave, and they stayed away longer than we had expected, I had to join others in helping to plow the Fields of Death. The work was exhausting and made me physically very tired, since I still had to work in the carpenter's shop as well. We could not afford tractors, so we still had to resort to older tools. So, it happened that one day I was driving one of the hand plows through the dirty ground and was lost in my thoughts and full of sweat.
I was quite far away from the village, as the nearby surroundings had been worked shortly after the beginning of the thaw. The fields were extensive, partly reaching further than the eye could see. Only in one direction the dense forest extended, which introduced the beginning of a dark hilly landscape, that finally merged northward into high, alien mountains, whose white peaks rose high into the sky and, like once the tower of Babel, blasphemously tried to penetrate the heavens. But next to these distant giants there was only the plain, the vast plain that had to be tilled.
I hated the field work. And I hated the fields.
Every time I even thought about this piece of hell that had become reality long ago, my stomach turned. All the events that clung to this dark place, all the human lives and suffering that had sown the ground with death and blood here many years ago....
It was even worse when you stood in the fields yourself, truly being there on your own. It was as if I could smell it in the air, the rot of the starving and the hot blood that had watered the soil. It was as if I could still hear in the air the cries and wailing of the people who had met their end here, who had pleaded for their lives and the lives of their children and friends. It was as if I could see them in the early morning fog banks that lay on the Fields of Death, the shadows of people past, crawling and cowering, weak and starved. I had to pull myself together and look away, into the forest. A place does not forget, a place always remembers the days gone by and the cries that had been.
The plow pulled through the ground, ripping a furrow behind it. It was almost a bit comforting to imagine I was gutting this place of horror with my labor, inflicting deep wounds. Hypnotized, I stared down over and over again, watching the ground swirl to one side, smelling the fresh earth being pushed to the surface. But never could I escape my terrible feelings and the forebodings, never could I forget what kind of place I was at.
The few times I looked to the forest beside me, my thoughts wandered enviously to all those who had set out to find the angel. Had they reached it yet? Had they already learned from it what needed to be done for God's power on earth to be strengthened so that false prophets and promises could be swept away? How to drown the selfishness of the state? What needed to be done to serve the Lord?
Oh, how I would have loved to be there! How I would have loved to go with them, but I also understood the decision not to send everyone, and I understood my family's objections. I was needed here. I could serve the Lord here by tilling the fields and taking care of the soil and the sowing. I had to care for my sister.
I had already made several furrows when noon came. The sun was almost not visible, just a murky spot behind the clouds, and the fog had not lifted either. The world looked pale and apathetic. But amongst all the desolation I could suddenly hear something, something that seemed to come out of the forest.
It was at first just like a rustling in the wind that sounded a bit too regular, such that it triggered a natural uneasiness in me. I looked into the forest, but could hardly make out anything through the dense plants and the still lingering fog. That is why it was left to my own thoughts to imagine what was there, what was producing this strange noise.
I could not remember any animal that made similar sounds, was at a loss.
Suddenly, a bang echoed through the forest, accompanied by a panicked scream that broke inhumanly from the trees and spread across the fields.
Then, something new joined the sounds in the air.
The trees and bushes rustled, almost seemed to be torn apart.
Something was running through the forest, something seemed to be... coming right at me.
Was it perhaps a startled bear, an elk, or a wild boar?
Had one of the hunters from the village accidentally startled an animal, scared it in the wrong direction and now wanted to warn us with their cry? But then, why this panicked sound...?
I paused, took my hands off the rusty handles of the plow, and turned toward the forest. Still, I could only see fog, I could only hear rustling, but slowly I could also make out grunts and groans coming to me from the fog. It sounded heavy and panic-stricken.
Was I in danger? I began to pray to the Lord and ask him for assistance. I was not a fighter and so I had to hope that nothing would reach me from the depths between the trees that could easily tear me apart.
Even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
My baptismal motto gave me courage. The Lord saw me, even in my darkness, and would be with me.
For darkness is as light to you.
Then, someone burst out of the bushes and the fog and rushed toward me.
It was Sasha.
I almost didn't recognize him. His skin was pale, almost snow-white. His black hair stuck to his sweaty face. His pants and jacket were almost completely torn, so I could see his dirty shirt and his cut and bruised legs through the holes. There were also some small cuts on his face that worried me. Sasha's eyes twitched searchingly, panicked, and in his hand, he held the rifle that he had taken with him when he had once set out. Apparently, he had run through brush and thorns, had gotten scrapes and wounds from stones and branches.
When he saw me and looked at me with his big, panic-filled eyes, I became horridly afraid.
It was as if… behind his eyes there was no Sasha anymore, but only an animal. As if instinct had taken over his thoughts when an unnamable terror had entered his world. An animal inside him, which had enabled him to escape from... something.
Sasha staggered out of the forest, it was almost as if all strength left him now that he was back home. The rifle fell from his hand and dug into the mud beneath his feet. He limped slowly toward me, not taking his eyes off me. Then, suddenly, he wheeled around and looked back into the forest and the mist.
Only for a moment.
Again, he let out a shrill scream and sprinted the last few meters. When I looked into the forest myself, I saw nothing, only the fog.
But, didn't I feel a presence there, in the bushes? Between the trees?
I didn't see anything.
Sasha had reached me and collapsed. I quickly knelt down next to him and called for help. But the other field workers had already rushed over, obviously attracted by the rifle shot. I was in a trance, seeing only Sasha lying there, supporting his head. His eyes were still twitching around and despite my proximity he didn't seem to recognize me. He looked at me, confused.
"Sasha, what happened?", I asked, feeling his forehead.
Despite his paleness, he was uncomfortably hot.
A fever raged in his body. Who knew how long he had been running around there among the trees, his protective, warming jacket torn? With wounds that had not been tended and some of which were still bleeding?
Then another horrible thought occurred to me.
"Sasha, where are the others? Sasha, where are the others?"
This question apparently brought back some clarity that his gaze had not possessed before.
"They... they took them. Took all of them... All of them. All our brothers, all our sisters... all of them," he gurgled.
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So, this is the first part of what I found. I will hurry to translate the rest! But I will definitely stay out of the woods for now... They are still as creepy as described by Ilya in this document and fog ist still around every morning... Also, I don't know what to make of Ilya himself as well, is he just a religious nut and that is the explanation? I just don't know...

Hi everyone, it’s been a little over 2 months since my last giveaway, so it’s time to drop some more credits on the community. I plan on starting today at 10 AM EST and while I don’t normally stream, will go live on Twitch at Caje7 to show the process and/or answer any questions should anyone want to join, and will adjourn for the day after I’ve hit my buy limit.
This time, assuming I haven’t waited too long for the AH purge to eat them, I’ll be targeting 2 billion credits, which should take at least a couple of days given the 50 car 24 hour buyout limit and the 2008 BMW M3 still being only 12.8 mil. (People seriously need to stop posting them up if they don’t have a deal in place, or for less than 12.8 mil, but I digress).
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I want to distribute out a little more and not have a small number of players gobble it all up, so here’s how I want to do this…
Each requestor will comment here obviously, and as long as the credits hold out for me to continue I will buy 1 2008 BMW M3 that the requestor will buy for 48K in the autoshow and auction the car for max price - currently approximately 12.8 mil. Based on my knowledge of the AH tax, that should give each person that requests about 11 mil.
Now, if you want to just take the credits and run for just the 1 car, you’re welcome to do so. That will certainly help distribute the credits more. However, each user who navigates to my vinyls and adds at least one of my vinyls to the car before auctioning will be allowed to post a second car for me to buyout.

 —-In the highly likely scenario that you have not followed me in-game or don’t know how to do any of this, navigate to “Creative Hub” in your game dashboard and select “Vinyl Groups”. At the bottom, select Search, change max layers to 3,000 and in creator, add Caje and then search. You should then see a selection of my current vinyls. Download one or more to your my vinyls list. When done, exit the “Creative Hub” and navigate to “Cars”. Select “Buy New & Used Cars” and you should be prompted to travel to your home or festival. Do so. Once there, select “Garage”, make sure you’ve gotten in the BMW you plan to auction and then select “Designs & Paints”. Now, select “Apply Vinyls & Decals”. Here you just select the area of the car you’d like to apply the decal, hit the “+” symbol and then “Load a Vinyl Group”. You should then see the vinyl(s) you downloaded previously. Select one and you will get a pop up that has “Load Vinyl Group”, “Like” (by all means, if you come across one you actually like, please like it), and also report. Choose “Load Vinyl Group”. You will then see a vinyl on the car. Repeat as much as you’d like with as few or many of my vinyls as you’d like. When done, exit and you will be prompted to save your work…choose “Save to Current Car". Back out of that menu to the “My Cars” menu and make sure to switch out of the BMW you modified (you can’t auction a car you’re in) and then post it up and let me know here. If I see my vinyls, I’ll buy 2 of your cars, which should give you a little over 20 mil. 

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I’m going to reserve the final 250 (actually 256) mil for 2 people, which will be 10 additional cars each. Whoever creates the best livery using mostly my vinyls will be chosen to post 10 additional cars. Again, I’m going to select two people to get 10 each. In the event nobody looking for credits is really a livery creator (there’s also the time crunch of how many people want in/how many credits remain, I’ll use a backup criteria for one or both selections based on “best use” and/or number of my vinyls used in the livery creation. So, good luck! Please keep in mind that due to the 24 hour 50 car buy limit, we may need to coordinate this final set of purchases over a 2nd or 3rd day.
So, as noted, I will start reviewing and buying @ 10 AM EST and at least to start broadcast the gameplay on Twitch…Caje7.

As the title suggests I am out here looking for some like minded people to engage with, grow bonds with and hopefully one day call you a good if not great friend. I am purely after friendship as I have a wonderful partner who is my best friend and rock. But one person can't be there to cover everything you like, love or have interest in. I have other 'Gaming' friends but most of the time its purely to listen to them rant down my eardrum about how their work day is while I just nod or agree to continue the endless rant. I am sure some of you have people like that in your life or like me you persevere because you fear loosing the already small pool of friends you have.
Not knowing if this applies to any like me but being in my early 30s and a geeky introverted type. Our friendships are either remaining long term ones or fleeting moments from every other attempt at discord and reddit. I have tried discord servers but I feel so out of place with either the lingo, talking through memes etc I know im not old but even at 31 I feel ancient sometimes haha. I feel places like here suffer from people disguising friendship as 'I just want to rant for a few hours and you'll do' before eventually never getting a message the next day.
A bit about me: - I am a gamer, play on my PS5 mainly but have a steam deck and an old PC (Love FF14 or any JRPG really, CoD, looking for more multiplayer stuff) - Movie lover, I studied film and media in my college years. Action and fantasy are my fav genres. Horror not so much (Partner can attest to that) - Nerdy by nature. A wide array of topic types I can discuss, listen and offer input to etc.
But yeah I don't want to bog down a post with everything just more of an opening taster. It would be good to just have some more like minded friends (also in a close to similar age bracket) even those of us who have partners or married etc. We can still get lonely and there is no harm making new friends :D

Our management doesn’t really know or understand what goes on in the warehouse. Shift lead openers don’t either. So whenever our essential tasks are finished, we’re just going to fuck around in the back. The leaders are completely focused on sales floor and don’t even notice us missing half the time. We’ll keep up with picks and deliveries, but that’s really it. At least for my store, that is.

Star Wars jokes aside, I really do need help.
I'm running Legendary Edition on PC through Steam and the EA app, with imported saves from the first two games. No mods, either. Never could quite figure those out. I got all the way to the start of the beam run in ME3, the heroic music was swelling, I was holding back tears-and then my game crashed.
Now, when I try to open the game, I have a problem. Starting a new game for ME1 and ME2? Works fine. Clicking Resume or Start for ME3? I get taken to the loading screen with omniblade Shep in front of the earth, the screen flashes quickly to my homescreen before going to the gray planet and freezing. After several seconds of freeze, the game crashes and the launcher automatically reopens.
I have tried everything and the kitchen sink. Restarting, reinstalling, checking for corrupted files, updating the EA app, and several more things I can't think of names for. Out of all of those, deleting my Steam save and keeping the local files is the only thing that has done anything. Unfortunately, that thing is altering the crash so that when I click on Resume, the screen turns black and I'm redirected to the launcher. When I click Start, the same bug happens as detailed above. A new and improved way for me to tear my hair out, I suppose.
At this point, I have three options.
Option one, bite the bullet and restart the game. While it's fun enough that I don't mind replaying it with Asteria (my Shep), I have no guarantees the same bug won't pop up if I get to the beam again.
Option two, google the ending, delete my save files, and start Andromeda. That seems like cheating to me, but it won't have me do several hours of gameplay over again. Although, if anything from ME3 carries over to Andromeda then I'm SOL.
Option three, ask you lovely people for help.
I'm hoping to go with option three. The first two options are on the table, but I'd prefer not to do them if I don't have to. If any advice could be offered, no matter if it works or not, I would be very grateful.