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Welcome to Monsters on the Edge, a show exploring creatures at the edge of our reality in forests, cities, skies, and waters. We examine these creatures and talk to the researchers studying them.Mike Scott, is a 60 year old high school teacher/coach/ and athletic director in Southeast Missouri. His initial interest in Bigfoot began when he was 12 when he checked out a book from the library on the subject. But all that was put on the back burner for years until the interest was resurrected with the cable TV shows popping up about 15 or so years ago.He thought the shows were interesting, and did a little research on the subject at that time which led him to the BFRO website and database. With Missouri being listed a number of times, his interest peaked some more. But it wasn't until 2019 when he discovered a track way of footprints about 20 miles from his home in Cape Girardeau. At that point he was hooked and has conducted field work since, learning more and more each time he goes out.He and his wife of 36 years have raised an athletic family as they have two grown kids now, a daughter (33) and a son (31), both had successful athletic careers which kept him out of the woods, and now they have one grandson and a granddaughter that will be here in a few weeks.SEMO BIGFOOT & CRYPTID RESEARCH FACEBOOKhttps://www.facebook.com/groups/822816237928377Click that play button, and let's unravel the mysteries of the UNTOLD! Remember to like, share, and subscribe to our channel to stay updated on all the latest discoveries and adventures. See you there!Join Barnaby Jones each Monday on the Untold Radio Network Live at 12pm Central – 10am Pacific and 1pm Eastern. Come and Join the live discussion next week. Please subscribe.We have ten different Professional Podcasts on all the things you like. New favorite shows drop each day only on the UNTOLD RADIO NETWORKTo find out more about Barnaby Jones and his team, (Cryptids, Anomalies, and the Paranormal Society) visit their website www.WisconsinCAPS.comMake sure you share and Subscribe to the CAPS YouTube Channel as wellhttps://www.youtube.com/channel/UCs7ifB9Ur7x2C3VqTzVmjNQ

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David Bryfman engages with Dr. Mijal Bitton, one of today's leading Jewish scholars and leaders, in an illuminating, nuanced conversation about defining Jewish peoplehood in a time of polarity. Is it better to be inclusive of all beliefs in a community, or to establish clear boundaries and principals? What if it's possible to have both? Mijal's unique perspective, shaped by her personal background, serves as a model for how much introspection we need to become the best possible educators we can be.  Learn more about The Jewish Education Project at https://www.jewishedproject.org/This episode was produced by Miranda Lapides and Rina Cohen Schwarz. The show's executive producers are David Bryfman, Karen Cummins, and Nessa Liben. This episode was engineered and edited by Nathan J. Vaughan of NJV Media. If you enjoyed the show, please leave us a 5-star rating and review, or even better, share it with a friend. Be sure to subscribe wherever you listen to podcasts and be the first to know when new episodes are released. To learn more about The Jewish Education Project visit jewishedproject.org where you can find links to our Jewish Educator Portal and learn more about our mission, history, and staff. We are a proud partner of UJA-Federation of New York. 

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Las incautaciones de cocaína con destino a Bélgica procedente de Sudamérica se multiplican. Mientras, la sociedad belga sufre las consecuencias del narcotráfico.

REDIFF - Dans une petite ville de province, Josiane et François rencontrent une mystérieuse infirmière qui leur propose une escroquerie à l'assurance en simulant des handicaps. Tenté, le couple accepte, sans se douter de la tournure inattendue que va prendre cette affaire... Des meurtres qui défient la raison, des enquêtes impossibles, ou encore des assassins imprenables : abonnez-vous pour ne rater aucun nouveau récit passionnant de Pierre Bellemare, pour qui l'art de conter n'avait aucun secret. Hébergé par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

On October 11, after a wonderful Canadian Thanksgiving dinner, the family all headed out to the event Lit Up: Oeno after Dark at the Oeno sculpture park. It was a little chilly, but not too chilly to hang out and be part of the drumming circle in the drumming tent. It was hosted by interactive … Continue reading Rebel Notion No. 9 – 0039 Thanksgiving Drumming Tent – Prince Edward County

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My hunch is that the whole Christmas thing began well before that starry night in Bethlehem. A long time before. Question is – how come God came up with it? IT'S HARD TO BELIEVE I have to tell you it Is hard to believe that we are on the home straight again – just turned that corner into December again – the end of another year. The shops are full of Christmas decorations. You know, it seems like just yesterday it was January and here we are, another one over – it's hard to believe. As I sat down this year to think about messages for December, you know, the whole Christmas, New Year thing, I just felt that this year, we need to take some time and start looking and talking about Christmas just a bit early. You know this whole rush, rush, rush thing that many of us go through and then in the middle of it all, in this clamber and noise and busyness, the end of the year, you hear ministers talking about the "real meaning of Christmas" – yea, right! I just want to get over the line; I just want to finish the year. Ever thought about this – the challenge for ministers and people like me is to talk about Christmas each year. In part there's a sense of, "Well, what do I say? I mean, it's Christmas – we all know the story; we all know the meaning." Do we, really? Rush, rush, rush, buy the turkey, the Christmas pantomime and then it's all over. And all the time you know, people are living lives that fall so short of, well, a full life; a satisfying life. Now sometimes people criticise me for saying things like that. "You religious people are always telling us that our lives fall short; you tell us something is missing; you tell us this and that". There's a tension between what I call the advertising industry view of the world, on the one hand and, you know, the glossy images of success we are all trying to live up to and the reality on the other. And it's not just me – there's a great song by Sting a few years ago called, "Message in a Bottle" – remember that one? This is how the lyrics start off: Just a castaway, an island lost at sea.Oh another lonely day and no one here but me. Oh more loneliness than any man could bear Rescue me before I fall into despair. I'll send you an SOS to the world I hope that someone gets my message in a bottle. And it finishes up like this: Walked out this morning, don't believe what I saw Hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore. Seems I'm not alone at being alone. Hundred billion castaways looking for a home. I'll send an SOS to the world I hope that someone gets my message in a bottle. It's a song that connected with a lot of people. It's a song that tells it just the way things are for so many people. It flips under that thin veneer of so called "success" – all those glossy, successful images the advertising industry used to get us to buy their stuff. And somehow, this song, "Message in a Bottle", speaks to the heart – it's real. So what are you saying, Berni, that we are all a bunch of losers? No, not that. Look around – there are so many people succeeding; doing amazing things: they're talented; their able; their committed – there's lots of good stuff happening in the world. Mixed up with lots of bad stuff too – it's always been that way. I guess though, I want to think for a moment about this whole "Message in a Bottle" thing. Is it true? Are there a whole bunch of lonely people out there? I was reading an article in the weekend newspaper the other day about the internet and blogging. The word 'blog' is short for 'weblog'. It's where people, mostly young, but plenty of not so young as well, get on line on the internet and they share their thoughts and their photos and their videos on this – it's like a personal billboard – for the whole world to see. How many people do you think there are on the internet, blogging – you know, people with their own personal blog sites? Over a hundred million! A hundred million – all sending out their 'message in a bottle' – all crying out to be noticed; all wanting to be significant. I asked my daughter – "what's it all about – I mean, you know, why do you do this blogging thing?" And she said it's all about how many friends you can have subscribing to your blog – whether it's on myspace.com or youtube or – it seems like this "message in a bottle" thing is happening in a way today, that Sting could never have imagined when he wrote that song a few years ago. Maybe you're not a blogger – I'm not – but you know what I'm talking about. There's this search for significance; looking for that place where, finally "I've found myself. I've discovered who I am. There's a deep sense of satisfaction about life and me and how I fit in." Well, often it's not so much about our circumstances but just about finding who we are and connecting and knowing why we are here and what our future is and where we're going. People are sending out their message in a bottle in the most amazing way. Sometimes it's through crime – it's about attention; about wanting to be noticed and needed. Yet the vast majority, I believe, live out life without ever really discovering who they are and why they're here and where they are going. Here we are at the beginning of December, hurtling towards Christmas. I know what you are thinking! 'Isn't it a bit too early for you to be talking about Christmas, Berni? Well not really – the shops have had their Christmas decorations up for weeks now. We are taking an early look at Christmas over these next few weeks because Christmas started well before Christmas; well before that starry night in Bethlehem two thousand years ago. The first Christmas started a long time before that. We know that Christmas probably wasn't in December because the shepherds were unlikely to be tending their flocks out by night in the middle of winter. And I guess, we all kind of know the Christmas story, the whole baby Jesus, born in a manger thing – Mary and Joseph and the donkey and the shepherds and the wise men from the East – all that stuff. But my hunch is the whole Christmas thing started well before that night in Bethlehem.   A RADICAL CONCEPT I was saying before that the whole Christmas thing started well before that night in Bethlehem. In fact, we know that it did. If you look through the Old Testament – if you've got a Bible, grab it because we are going to go there in a minute – the old Hebrew Scriptures, thirty nine books, written by different people over many centuries before Jesus was born. And the Old Testament contains a whole bunch of predictions or prophesies about Jesus – some are very, very specific, like: He would be born in Bethlehem, born of a virgin, of the tribe of Judah, the house of David – well over a hundred and that's a conservative estimate. It predicted how He would die; it predicted there would be soldiers gambling away His clothes; all sorts of things, things that Jesus would have found pretty hard to arrange for Himself, unless of course, He was who He says He was. Kind of a weird thing – what was God up to? Why are these predictions throughout the Old Testament about Jesus the Son of God? In fact, can I ask even a more direct question than that? Why Jesus at all? I mean why send Jesus His only Son to become a man and ultimately to die for you and me? Why not just forgive us and be done with it. I mean, I'm sorry to sound cynical, but why the theatrics? This is how I used to think. Not bad questions really. One of these places in the Old Testament that points forward to Jesus and shows us the shepherd heart of God happens in the Book of Ezekiel, chapter 34. If you've got a Bible, open it up; let's go to Ezekiel, chapter 34 and verse 11 – this is what it says: I myself will search for My sheep and look after them. As a shepherd looks after his scattered flock when he is with them, so I will look after My sheep. I will rescue them from all the places where they were scattered on a day of clouds and darkness. And again in verse 16: I will search for the lost and bring back the strays. I will bind up the injured and strengthen the weak but the sleek and the strong I will destroy. I will shepherd My flock with justice. There's this sense of the heart of a shepherd and you see it right through the Old Testament, over and over again, God talking about His shepherd heart; His heart to be in our midst. What if God saw all our bottles lying on that beach, like we heard in that song; the lyrics from "Message in a Bottle"? What if He heard the cry of our hearts? What if God always knew that the only way to still our hearts and satisfy our souls was for us to know Him? What if, well, what if Jesus is God's "Message in a Bottle" to us; to you and me? For me the constant theme of the Bible, from beginning to end, is God's heart to be in our midst. You see it over and over and over again. Remember the Exodus, when God heard the cry of His people who were oppressed in Egypt as slaves and He sends Moses to Pharaoh to tell Pharaoh, "Let My people go." And so eventually they flee and God protects them and they pass through the Red Sea and then they spend forty years in the wilderness. Let me ask you, where's God in all of this? Where's God in the wilderness? Come with me to Exodus, chapter 40 – the last chapter in the Book of Exodus – we'll have a look at verses 1 to 5. It says this: Then the Lord said to Moses, "Set up the Tabernacle or the Tent of the Meeting Place on the first day of the first month. Place the Ark of the Covenant in it and shield the Ark with a curtain. Bring in the table and set out what belongs on it, then bring in the lamp stand and set up its lamps. Place the gold alter of incense in front of the Ark of the Testimony and put the curtain at the entrance to the Tabernacle or the Tent. (The word "tabernacle" means "tent".) And again later in that chapter, beginning at verse 34, it says this: Then, when Moses had done all of these things, a cloud covered the Tent of the Meeting and the glory of the Lord filled the Tabernacle. Moses could not enter the Tent of Meeting because the cloud had settled upon it, and the glory of the Lord filled the Tabernacle. In all the travels of the Israelites, whenever the cloud lifted from above the Tabernacle, they would set out but if the cloud did not lift, they did not set out until the day that it lifted. So the cloud of the Lord was over the Tabernacle by day and fire was in the cloud by night in the sight of all the House of Israel during all their travels. See, all the other gods that the different nations worshipped were up on hills – they lived in temples. That's why the Old Testament talks about and condemns the high places because people had to go to those tin-pot little gods and idols up on the temples on hills and worshipped them – the people went to the gods. But the real God; the God of Israel – God wanted to be in the midst of His people. This notion was so radically different. I mean, we weren't there and so it's harder for us to appreciate how radically different God's approach is. And He was the only God who was like this. When they camped, the Tabernacle – the Tent of the Meeting; the Tent where God's presence resided – was right in the middle of them. There were twelve tribes of Israel – they would camp three to the north, three to the south, three to the east and three to the west. God was smack, bang in the middle. And you notice what it says here: In all the travels … (Exodus, chapter 40, verse 36) Notice how God uses "all": In 'all' the travels of the Israelites, whenever the cloud lifted from above the Tabernacle, they would set out but if the cloud did not lift, they did not set out until the day it lifted. So the cloud of the Lord was over the Tabernacle by day, fire was in the cloud by night in the sight of 'all' the House of Israel during 'all' their travels. That's why again, over and over in the Scripture, you read these words and you can read them with me here in Leviticus, chapter 26, verses 11 and 12. God says: I will put My dwelling place among you and I will not abhor you. I will walk among you and be your God and you will be My people. Please understand with me, how radical this is – how totally contrary it is to people's expectation about a god – how different the true God is from all the other gods that all the nations worship. Their concept was by and large of appeasing the gods so they wouldn't be punished. Here the God of Israel says, "I'm a God of relationship. I want to be with My people, on their journey, in their midst, all the time, where all the people can see Me." And then the whole of the rest of the story of the Old Testament is about Israel's struggle with God. That word "Israel" literally means "he struggles with God". Over and over again God sent His prophets to call the people back to Him and over and over again Israel rejects God and suffers the consequences. And for me the whole of the Old Testament is kind of screaming out, "IT AIN'T WORKING!" We can't hold up our end of this bargain – we need a different approach – and so it was.   IN THE FLESH Christmas is such a wondrous time and it's true for so many of us, it's easy to miss in the hurly burly of life. I wonder as you chew over the Scriptures we've looked at today how radical is it to you, this shepherd heart of God; this heart that God has to be in our midst? It's one thing to read about it, as God expressed it back then, but here and now? I don't know about you, but I find it easy to forget – to forget that God is on this journey with me. Let's look at Ezekiel's words again. Ezekiel, chapter 34, verse 14: I will tend them in a good pasture and on the mountain heights of Israel will be your grazing ground. There they will lie down in good grazing land and there they will feed in a rich pasture on the mountains of Israel. I, Myself will tend My sheep and have them lie down', declares the sovereign Lord. What's this "lying down" business? Have you ever asked that question? Well, it's shepherd language. See a shepherd knows that sheep will only lie down when they feel safe and when they feel at peace. And often you see it, the shepherd walks in their midst and they start to lie down because they feel safe – they don't feel like they've got to run away from danger. And for God in this language here in Ezekiel, He's saying, "By putting Myself in the midst of the people, I want to bring them peace and rest and joy in a good pasture, in good grazing land where they can feed on rich pasture." So we see God with this amazing heart to be smack, bang in the middle of our lives. And the logical extension of that, as He talks about it in the Old Testament, is He becomes one of us – flesh and blood; human. It's exactly what John writes – he called Jesus "The Word", the expression of who God is; God talking to us and telling us who He is, through Jesus. And the beginning of John's Gospel starts this way: In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning and through Him all things were made. Without Him nothing was made that has been made. But look just a bit further down in that same chapter – John, chapter 1, verse 14: Then the Word became flesh and made His dwelling among us. We have seen His glory; the glory of the One and only who came from the Father full of grace and truth. See the next logical step is that God becomes man. And the word that John uses for "made His dwelling among us", means "tabernacle or tent". "The Word became flesh and tabernacled among us," is what John writes here. He pitched His tent right in our midst. What does that remind you of? The Exodus story, we looked at just before on the programme – God on our journey with us. It's come back to the radicalness of this thing that God did. The Son of God becomes the Son of Man. We'll look at that and what it says to us a bit more next week. But talk is cheap, right? Anyone can talk – God can talk but actions speak louder than words – that's what Christmas is about. Christmas is about the shepherd heart of God in action – it's a radical step. God slips quietly into this world in a stable – humble but not unnoticed. At Christmas God slips quietly into our lives and on our journey. How different would our lives look if we truly came to grips with the fact that God is on this journey with us? Maybe I'm thick, but whenever troubles or opposition or tension or temptation comes in my life, I find it very, very easy to forget that, through Jesus God is on this journey with me. Like all the other nations around Israel who had gods out there; gods that they had to go to; gods that they had to shout a distance to; gods that they had to appease, you and I when life gets hard, can be like them. You know what; the only thing that stops me from living my life under the yolk of that terrible misconception is that I spend a lot of time in God's Word. My Rock and my anchor – God is speaking to me every day, through His Word, saying to me, "I am on this journey with you. When I sent My Son to become a man, one of the prime things I was saying to you is that I have come to tabernacle in your midst – I have come to be in this place with you – I have come to walk the roads that you walk, to feel the pain that you feel, to deal with the temptations and the trials that you have to deal with." Jesus is God in our midst. That's why in Isaiah it says: Thou shall call Him Emmanuel – God is with us. And as Jesus walks with us and we walk with Him and we build that relationship, His heart is for us to lie down in good pasture, to have peace. My peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you. "I know how you feel, not just because I'm God but because I've walked the road ahead of you. I've dealt with all the things you have to deal with." I don't know about you, I wasn't born in a stable, but my Saviour was. I didn't have to flee King Herod as he tried to kill me, but my Saviour did. Come on! How different would our lives be if we lived them in the certain knowledge that this radical God took this radical step at Christmas? He stepped out of the comfort of heaven onto the dusty roads of Israel, to walk them ahead of me, to be my God, to be with me on my journey, to be with us in our midst.

Passoires thermiques, financements bloqués, aides qui évoluent… AchatRéno apporte des réponses claires et opérationnelles pour les acheteurs. Un éclairage concret sur le marché immobilier en France, au micro de Baptiste Julien Blandet. Alban van Gaver est l'invité de ce nouvel épisode de Mon Podcast Immo. Au micro de Baptiste Julien Blandet en live du salon RENT, il explique comment AchatRéno est devenu le premier courtier spécialisé dans l'achat avec rénovation énergétique. Face à des banques qui « arrêtent de financer les biens classés E, F ou G sans travaux », son équipe accompagne les acquéreurs de passoires thermiques, du choix des travaux au montage complet du financement.Il détaille les enjeux du moment : dispositifs qui évoluent, durcissement réglementaire, hausse des factures, décote des biens mal classés. Pour les acheteurs comme pour les vendeurs, la rénovation est devenue incontournable. « Les gens veulent et doivent faire des travaux », rappelle-t-il. AchatRéno conseille aussi sur les solutions techniques — isolation, chauffage, PAC, poêle — pour sécuriser le budget et optimiser les aides.À titre indicatif, une rénovation globale représente « environ 1 000 € du mètre carré », un investissement que les aides (PTZ, MaPrimeRénov'…) peuvent réduire fortement, tout en valorisant le bien : les derniers chiffres des notaires confirment l'écart croissant entre les classes énergétiques. « Rénover, ça coûte cher, mais c'est rentable », insiste-t-il.Cet épisode a été enregistré en live du salon RENT - d'où l'ambiance sonore.

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Welcome to a new episode of ASMR Sleep Recordings. In this episode, you will hear the rain on a tent. Improve your health and happiness.The sound you hear in this episode creates a calm atmosphere and at the same time blocks out disturbing noises. This will help you de-stress, unwind, and rest. Enjoy two hours of relaxing sounds to help you relax, focus, study and fall asleep.About ASMR Sleep Recordings:The purpose of ASMR Sleep Recording is to help you sleep and concentrate better. This particular episode lasts two hours and has no ads in the middle, so you won't be woken up or disturbed while focusing or relaxing. When you listen to ASMR Sleep Recordings, you can lock your phone, so you won't get any bothersome stimuli from notifications and other sounds from your phone. You can switch between apps while studying or working without pausing the ambient sound.About our sounds:Water creates a natural white noise. Infused with the relaxing quality of nature and the sound-masking properties of white noise, listening to running water is an ideal way to turn off all the stressful things life brings, and to de-stress. Some of our most popular sounds include a river, flowing creek, babbling brook, gentle waves on a lake, and a bamboo fountain. Rain also creates a natural white noise. Infused with the relaxing quality of nature and the sound-masking properties of white noise, listening to rain is an ideal way to switch off all the stressful things life brings and to de-stress. Some of our most popular sounds are rain on an umbrella, hailstorms, hard rain, soft rain, gentle rain, wind and rain, rain on a car.White noise helps babies and children to get a better and deeper night's sleep. This is because external sounds are masked by the noise. With white noise in the background, your child will not hear annoying cars driving by or dogs barking in bed. This allows your little one to sleep better. And it also saves you as a parent a lot of hours!Pink noise is more common in nature than you might expect. It can be compared to continuous rainfall or wind. In addition to white noise, pink noise is also increasing in popularity, especially in business environments. Because it can increase productivity, concentration and creativity.Brown noise can be compared to waves of the sea, a river current, strong winds or the sound of thunder during a storm. Like pink noise, brown noise is very similar to white noise. However, the frequencies have been lowered even further and a lot more concentrated. This gives it a rougher/coarse tone than pink noise. It sounds a bit deeper and a bit bass-like. The benefits of brown noise are the same as the other types of noise. It provides relaxation, increased focus and improved deep sleep.DISCLAIMER: Be aware that loud noises can damage your hearing. If you can't carry on a conversation without raising your voice while playing one of our spheres, the sound may be too loud for your ears. Do not place the speakers directly next to a baby's ears. If you have trouble hearing or ringing in your ears, stop listening to the white noise immediately and see an audiologist or your doctor. The sounds provided by ASMR Sleep Recordings are for entertainment purposes only and are not a treatment for sleep disorders or tinnitus. Consult your doctor if you regularly have severe sleeping problems, experience fitful/restless sleep or feel tired during the day.ASMR Sleep Recordings is the white noise and nature sounds podcast to help you sleep, study or soothe a baby. ASMR Sleep Recordings has uploaded more than 400+ episodes in the 4 years that the podcast has been online. You can listen to all episodes of the podcast on your favorite podcast platform. People use white noise for sleep, focus, sound masking or relaxation. This podcast has the sound for you, whether you're using white noise to study, to soothe a baby with cramps, to fall asleep, or to just enjoy a quiet moment. You don't need to buy a white noise machine if you can listen to these sounds for free.

Les clubs RFI fêtent leurs 30 ans. L'occasion de leur donner la parole ce vendredi dans une Libre antenne spéciale. Engagés dans 25 pays, ils nous présenteront leurs actions citoyennes en faveur de l'éducation, de l'environnement, des réfugiés. Ils nous parleront de leur mobilisation pour l'élimination des violences faites aux femmes ou encore leurs initiatives contre les infox.  

Le sujet fort de l'actualité foot du jour vu par Jérôme Rothen et la Dream Team.

Andy’s Brave New World: Part 3 The group leaves Yosemite, encounters Crystal. Based on a post by the hospital. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels. They were halfway through clearing the third floor's residential wing when the smell hit them, that too-familiar sweet-sour scent they'd encountered far too many times in the past week. They found him in one of the bedrooms, a middle-aged man in diplomatic attire, Juyeon John Chu, collapsed across his bed as if he'd simply laid down for a moment's rest. "I'll take care of it," Andy said quietly, already moving toward the body. "We can't bury him here, we might need the soil for growing food later. I'll take him to the sea tomorrow morning." No one argued. They'd all seen too many bodies to be truly shocked anymore, but finding one in what was meant to be their sanctuary cast a pall. "Let's get the water system running," Andy suggested after they'd wrapped the body and moved it to the yard. "But hold off on the generator for now. No sense advertising our presence with lights until we're more settled." They chose their rooms quickly. Daniela picked a corner room with good sightlines to the street. Sarah chose one near the bathroom, while Crystal selected a smaller room. Andy took the room nearest the stairs, positioning himself between potential threats and the others. The work of unloading their supplies took the rest of the daylight hours, their movements becoming more efficient as they learned the building's layout. They gathered on the roof as the sun began to set, their camp stoves and rehydrated meals spread out on a foldable plastic table scavenged from the kitchen. The view was breathtaking, the Golden Gate Bridge silhouetted against the darkening sky, the bay waters reflecting the last orange rays of sunlight. Despite everything, despite the silence that had fallen over the city and the scattered signs of candlelight appearing in distant windows, the vista remained stubbornly, achingly beautiful. "It's so pretty here," Crystal offered softly. "And it has everything we need. Good choice." She smiled at Andy. "Yeah, I'm glad this place has a gym," Sarah said, picking at her camping meal. "If I could just order my Korean skincare products, I'd be set." She sighed. "God, my skin is going to be a disaster without my routine." Andy chuckled, leaning back against the low wall. "For me, it's Netflix and H B O, I'll miss most. And streaming new music." He shrugged at their surprised looks. "I know, I know, I'm a park ranger, I should be all about nature. And I am! But there's nothing like unwinding with a good show or a new album after a long day." "Ice cream," Daniela said suddenly, her voice softer than usual. "I really miss ice cream. It's probably all melted now. And YouTube. Dad and I used to;" she paused. "Watch together all the time. I learned so much from tutorial videos. How to fix things, how to make stuff." She stared at her bowl. Crystal set down her bowl and touched Daniela softly on the arm. "For me, a proper hot shower," she said wistfully. "And getting my hair done at the salon. Just the whole experience of it, someone washing your hair, the massage;" "Oh god, yes," Sarah groaned. "My colorist in L A, she was an artist. These highlights?" She tugged at a strand of her expertly highlighted hair. "They're going to grow out and look awful." "Who did you go to?" Crystal asked, perking up slightly. "In L A, I mean?" "Sadie at Salon Santa Monica," Sarah replied. "Once I could afford it." Crystal's eyes lit up with recognition. "Oh! I knew some girls who went there. The agency had me going to Maurice at Atelier." She named one of the most exclusive salons in Los Angeles. "I mean, I couldn't afford it myself, it was part of the modeling contract." "Maurice?" Sarah's eyes widened. "I dream about getting an appointment there. Their balayage technique is incredible." They spent the next few minutes trading stories about L A salons and beauty treatments, their voices growing more animated as they compared experiences. Andy and Daniela exchanged bored glances, letting them have their moment of nostalgia. Finally, the conversation lulled naturally. Andy cleared his throat, his expression growing more serious. "For tonight, we'll get the Starlink array set up, then everyone can get some rest. Maybe have a shower." He gave Crystal a small smile. "Though it'll be cold for now, the water heater runs on natural gas, so that's going to take some time to sort out." He set his empty bowl aside. "Tomorrow morning, we should head to the Presidio, see what kind of organization is forming there. But before that, we need to think about security. Daniela, those anti-personnel mines you brought; think you can set up a perimeter?" Daniela nodded. "I also want to do a more thorough sweep of the building," he continued. "Check every desk, every shelf. Might find keys, documents, anything useful." The setting sun cast long shadows across the roof as he laid out his thoughts. "This place makes sense as a long-term base. The off-grid water and power should last us months, hopefully long enough to find renewable sources. If we can track down someone who knows electrical work, maybe get some solar panels up here on the roof with a battery bank, we'll be set." Sarah nodded, her expression open. "So we're staying?" A series of quick nods around the group confirmed their agreement. "In that case," Andy continued, "we should start doing serious scavenging runs. Stock up on preserved food, drinks, medical supplies, anything useful we can find. Crystal, can you look up all the grocery stores and restaurants, anywhere we might find food, and put them on a map? I saw a framed map of SF downstairs, we can use that for now." "Of course, glad to. I found a janitorial closet earlier too," Crystal said, her voice careful but eager to contribute. "But most of the cleaning equipment is electric. If we could get some manual supplies I could help maintain the place properly." "Good thinking," Andy acknowledged. "Add that to the list." He paused, considering. "You know, looking at our group, we've got, survival skills, combat expertise, " he nodded toward Daniela, "and you two are both eager and resourceful. But we're missing a lot. No medical knowledge beyond basic first aid. No electrical or mechanical experience. Nobody who knows construction or farming." He looked around the circle. "If we find people with those skills, we should consider inviting them to join us. This place is big enough." "What about the water situation long-term? We'll go through it faster if more join." Daniela asked. "Once our storage runs out, going down to the bay to refill with our trucks and purify would be inefficient. Maybe dangerous too." Andy nodded approvingly at her foresight. "You're right. But that's a problem we share with other survivors, so we can keep an eye out for solutions, maybe try to organize something collectively. A well, maybe? Or a water truck, get someone who knows how to swap its engine for a Tesla electric one." He paused and rubbed his chin. "Solar panels and batteries can last 25-30 years with minimal maintenance. Medium-term, we should look to electrify everything we can. Long-term;" he shrugged. "Hopefully society gets organized enough to restart battery and solar panel production or something." He sat up straighter. "Actually, that should be our top priority, medium term, reducing fuel dependency. All our fuel will degrade within a year anyway." He started counting off on his fingers. "Find an electrician. Scavenge solar panels and batteries. Track down some electric vehicles." A pause. "Everything else we need, food, medicine, weapons, we can stockpile, but fuel? That's our biggest vulnerability right now." "Makes sense," Sarah said, rising from her spot on the roof. "I'm going to set up the array and then hit the gym before bed." She glanced at Andy, her voice taking on a playful tone. "Want to join? I could use a spotter." Andy met her gaze, a slight smile playing at his lips. "Sure. Could use a workout after all that driving." Day 7, Evening The gym felt different in the dim glow of their camping lantern, shadows playing across the equipment. Sarah had changed into a matching set of compression shorts and sports bra in deep purple, the material clinging to every curve as she began her warm-up stretches. Why she felt the need to change from athleisure to athleisure was beyond Andy's comprehension, but he appreciated seeing her in yet another fitness-influencer outfit. She positioned herself where Andy could clearly see her, making each movement deliberately graceful, arching her back slightly more than necessary. "I usually focus on targeted exercises," she said, moving to the cable machine for some standing rows that emphasized her toned back and shoulders. She adjusted her stance, making sure he had a perfect view of her form. "You know, for the gains. But I guess those days are done." Andy let his gaze linger appreciatively on her athletic figure, toned legs, and firm ass. "Those isolation exercises clearly worked for you," he said, moving closer ostensibly to watch her form. "But with everything we're dealing with now, functional strength might be more important." Sarah adjusted her position, deliberately brushing against him as she moved. "Oh? What would you suggest?" "Compound lifts," Andy said, pointing to the power rack. "Deadlifts, squats, bench press. Works multiple muscle groups at once, builds practical strength." He walked over and demonstrated the deadlift form with an empty bar, aware of her eyes on him. Sarah approached the rack, copying his stance but imperfect. "Like this?" she asked, looking back at him over her shoulder. Andy stepped behind her to adjust her position, his hands firm but gentle as they guided her shoulders and hips into proper alignment. He stayed close, his breath warm on her neck. "Keep your back straight," he said, his voice low and intimate. "Engage your core." She completed the lift, then turned to face him, still holding the bar, their bodies inches apart. "That definitely feels different," she said, looking up at him. "More; intense." "It's better for overall fitness," Andy said, making no move to step back. "Not just for show." Sarah set the bar down carefully, letting her hand brush his arm as she straightened. "Well, I trust your expertise. As long as I don't get too bulky." She moved toward the bench press, adding an extra sway to her hips. Looking back at him, she smiled. "Though I have to admit, I don't think I'll be able to stop caring about aesthetic results too." "It really is impressive," Andy said sincerely, his eyes meeting hers. "You'd still be hot if you got bulky though. Amazonian." He said with a flex. She laughed. They worked out a few more minutes, then Sarah approached him, dabbing at her neck with a towel. After a moment's hesitation, she started. "Andy; can we talk serious for a sec?" He nodded, giving her his full attention. "Look, I'm just going to be honest," she said. "I'm attracted to you. How could I not be? You've kept us safe, led us through this nightmare;" She gave a small laugh. "Plus, you know, the whole ranger thing really works for you." Andy smiled, and let her continue, anticipating a "but". "But, well, we only met a few days ago, even if it does feel like it's been weeks. And with everything that's happened," She motioned vaguely at the world outside. "I'm not ready to jump into bed yet. I don't even know what a relationship would look like now. I hope you understand." "Of course," Andy said gently. "I'm attracted to you too, Sarah. Very much. But you're right, we're all still processing everything that's happened. There's no rush." Sarah stepped closer, a playful glint returning to her pretty almond eyes. "That said; maybe we could explore things gradually?" She glanced toward the gym shower. "For instance, I'm gonna shower right now. I need someone to wash my back." She gave him a flirtatious smile before biting her lip. "Though I can't promise you won't end up a little; frustrated." Andy's smile widened. "I think I can handle that risk." "Yeah?" Sarah asked, already backing toward the shower, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "Yeah," Andy replied, following her lead. They walked together to the shower area, exchanging eager smiles. "Me first," Sarah said playfully, turning her back to him. She slowly peeled off her sports bra, exaggerating her movements and swaying her hips. The compression shorts followed, sliding down her toned legs with deliberate sensuality, revealing a plump and juicy ass. When she turned back, she had one arm draped across her tits and the other hand covering herself below. The lantern light played across her athletic figure; toned, gently muscled stomach, curved hips tapering to strong thighs, and a natural tan line from her usual workout attire. Her skin glowed golden in the dim light, a light sheen of sweat from their workout making her practically shimmer. Seeing Andy's appreciative gaze, she giggled and dropped her arm from her chest. Her cute B-cup tits were perfectly perky, defying gravity even uncovered, with small rosy nipples standing at attention. "Your turn," she said coyly, still covering herself below. Andy laughed and simply pulled off his tank top. "Aww, I give you a show and you just do it like that? No; ceremony?" Grinning, Andy turned and mimicked her earlier performance, slowly working his shorts down with exaggerated movements. When he turned back, he had one hand strategically placed over his junk. They both laughed at the playful awkwardness of the moment before simultaneously revealing themselves fully. "Oh," Sarah said appreciatively, her eyes widening slightly. "Nice; proportions." "Thanks, you too." He said, eyeing her up and down. Sarah laughed and led him into the shower by his arm, both of them very aware of his erect hardness brushing against her waist. She reached for the tap, and sighed luxuriously as the cold stream hit her. "Ahh, that's nice. I always shower cold. It's better for skin and post-workout inflammation." "What about this inflammation?" Andy quipped, making her giggle. They swapped places and as the ice-cold water hit him, Andy tensed slightly, trying not to show it. Sarah noticed anyway. "What kind of ranger isn't used to cold showers?" she teased, reaching for the soap. "Actually, I have the Korean no-B O gene," Andy admitted. "So I usually just skipped showers if there was no hot water." "Gross" Sarah said, as she began soaping herself. "Could you get my back?" she asked innocently, turning around. Andy's hands moved across her shoulders and down her spine. She turned back to face him. "Oh, and I think I missed a spot in front too;" Andy's breath caught as his hands cupped her tits. They were perfectly sized for his palms, simultaneously firm yet yielding, with hard nipples pressing against his fingers as he explored them. Sarah giggled at his expression of sacred reverence. "Are they that nice?" she asked playfully, mewling gently at his touch. "Yes, they are," he breathed. She took the soap and returned the favor, working her way down his back and across his stomach. When she reached his waist, she paused, looking up at him questioningly, her hazel eyes wide and innocent despite her intentions. At his smile, she wrapped her delicate fingers around his shaft, exploring every inch with careful attention. Andy watched as she traced the length with feather-light touches, circled the sensitive head with her thumb, stroked the tender underside, and gently cupped his balls. Her eyes never left his face, studying his reactions to each touch, noting every subtle change in his expression to learn what pleased him most. Turning off the water, she pressed closer, her wet skin sliding against his. "Think you can finish like this?" Her voice was soft but confident. "Yes," Andy managed, already breathing harder from her exploratory touches. She gripped him with both hands now, quickly establishing a rhythm. The soap acted as a perfect lubricant, letting her fingers and palms glide smoothly up and down his shaft. Her technique was precise, one hand working his base while the other focused on his sensitive head, occasionally twisting slightly in a way that made his knees weak. Her gaze was intense as she worked him harder and faster, her eager face showing clear enjoyment of the power she held over him. Water droplets ran down her face and neck, across her perfect tits, making her skin glisten in the dim light. She varied her pressure and speed expertly, reading his reactions and adjusting accordingly. When his hips began to thrust involuntarily, she matched his rhythm, her small hands providing the perfect amount of friction and pressure. Just as he felt his orgasm build, she shifted her approach, her left hand maintaining a steady stroke while her right hand moved lower to gently massage his balls. The change in sensation made him gasp, bringing him back from the edge while introducing a new kind of pleasure. She grinned at his reaction as she rolled and squeezed him gently. "Please, I was getting close" Andy breathed. With a mischievous wink, she resumed jacking him with both hands, drawing another sigh from Andy as he enjoyed the feeling of her soft fingers rubbing his shaft. Andy's breathing grew increasingly ragged as the pressure built. His hands gripped the shower wall for support as Sarah worked him relentlessly toward his peak. She seemed to sense when he was close, her movements becoming more focused and deliberate. Her eyes locked onto his face, eager to watch his expression as he came. When he finally reached his climax, it was intense, thick ropes of warm white cum erupting from his cock, splashing across her toned stomach and thighs. His whole body shuddered with each pulse as she continued to stroke him through his orgasm, maintaining perfect pressure to draw out every last wave of pleasure. She watched in fascination as his seed painted her skin, her expression one of satisfaction and pride at bringing him such intense release. "Wow, that's so hot." Sarah said, looking at the impressive volume. "Someone's been storing that up, huh?" Andy closed his eyes and smiled deeply. "Yeah." he breathed. "Been a while. Thanks." He ran a hand down her shoulder, savoring the feeling of her soft, cold skin, the post-nut clarity heightening his awareness. She examined her cum-covered hands and smirked. "Hey loves!" she chirped in her best content-creator voice. "Today, I'm so excited to share this amazing new product with you!" She winked at Andy. "Make sure to swipe up for the full review!" She delicately touched her finger to her tongue, then assumed a thoughtful expression. "Hmm, nice thick consistency, slightly sweet with just a hint of salt. Ten out of ten would recommend!" She sucked on her finger erotically, then dissolved into giggles at Andy's amused expression. "Don't forget to like and follow for more cum content!" She turned the water back on, laughing as Andy visibly flinched at the cold. "Really, some ranger you are!" The water washed away the evidence of their activities, and they stepped out to dry off. Andy felt wonderfully relaxed, tension draining from his shoulders. "What about you?" he asked softly. "Don't worry about me," Sarah smiled, toweling her hair. "I don't think I could anyway. Too much tension, and;" she paused, "I'd need to feel more emotionally connected." Andy looked puzzled. "Wait, so you're comfortable showering together, giving me a handjob, and even tasting my cum, and we haven't even held hands? Or kissed? Actually," he realized, "we haven't even hugged." Sarah giggled. "Those things are about love and emotional connection," she explained. "And for me, so is sex. This?" she giggled again, mimicking a handjob in the air. "This was just making sure my fearless protector," she emphasized those words with a sultry voice "is thinking with his brain and not his cock!" She gave him a playful grin. "And; tasting a new Korean sauce. If you're really good to me, maybe I'll be trying a new Korean skincare next time." They both laughed. She paused, letting the towel drop. "Although; I wouldn't mind a hug now, if you want." Andy opened his arms and she stepped into them. They held each other, feeling the warmth of skin on skin, this simple embrace feeling somehow far more intimate than what they'd just done. Day 7, Late Night Andy lay in bed, his phone's glow illuminating his face as he scrolled through Beacon. A soft, barely audible knock at his door caught his attention. He opened it to find Crystal standing in the dark hallway. Even in the dim light cast by his phone, her stunning figure was unmistakable. She wore a delicate black lace bra that cupped and lifted her full tits, creating an enticing cleavage. A matching garter belt hugged her narrow waist, leading to sheer stockings that emphasized her long, toned legs. High-cut lace panties completed the ensemble, leaving little to the imagination. The scent of her expensive perfume, a light, floral fragrance, wafted towards him, adding to the intoxicating effect of her presence. "May I come in?" Crystal whispered, her voice barely audible. Andy nodded, stepping aside to let her enter. As she passed, he couldn't help but notice how the lace hugged the curve of her perfect, heart-shaped ass. Crystal closed the door behind her, hesitated for a brief moment, then turned to face him. "I thought I might; fulfill my end of the bargain," she said softly, her posture shifting to emphasize her curves. She took a step closer, her blue eyes locked on his. "I'm here to show my appreciation, in whatever way you'd like." Andy smiled ruefully, taking in her body but thinking about his encounter with Sarah only a few minutes ago. He knew he almost certainly wouldn't be able to get hard so soon. Not wanting to reveal this, he decided to try to play it off, raising a hand to stop her. "Hey, relax, we just got here. You don't have to worry about that right now." He forced his eyes away from her perky tits and up to her eyes. Crystal's demeanor deflated slightly, a mix of surprise, relief and disappointment crossing her face. "Are you sure?" she asked, her voice small. "I; I wanted to be useful to you. I even put on this outfit, just for you, sir." She raised her arms above her head and twirled slowly like a ballerina, showing off her body from all angles. As she rotated, Andy's eyes were drawn to her long, shapely legs. The sheer stockings accentuated every curve, from her delicate ankles to her toned calves and up to her perfectly proportioned thighs. The high-cut panties drew attention to the junction where her legs met her torso, emphasizing the enticing curve of her hips. Her backside was a work of art, two rounded globes, neither too large nor too small, but ideally suited to her frame. The lace of her panties clung to the curves, outlining the heart shape of her ass and hinting at the soft valley between. Unable to help himself, Andy reached out, giving her ass an affectionate squeeze. His hand was met with an enticing balance of firmness and give, soft enough to be incredibly inviting, yet firm enough to maintain its shape, smooth and warm to the touch. Crystal jumped slightly at the contact but quickly tried to play it off, her body instinctively pressing back into his hand for a brief moment before she caught herself. "I appreciate it, truly," Andy said. "But there's no hurry. I'm sure there will be plenty of time for that later." He paused. "If you want to be useful, maybe you could start by making us all coffee in the morning." "I see," Crystal said, turning to face him again. She took a moment to regain her composure, a small smile playing on her lips. "Well, I promise it will be the best coffee you've ever had. The most mind-blowing, hot, tight, wet coffee ever." She winked. Leaning in close, she whispered in his ear, her breath hot against his skin. "If you ever change your mind, you know where to find me." With that, she turned and left the room, the soft click of the door the only sound in the quiet night. Andy sat on the edge of the bed, running a hand through his hair as he processed what had just happened. The image of Crystal in that lingerie was seared into his mind, and he knew it would be a long time before he could forget it. Day 8, Morning The early morning silence in the consulate was profound. Andy woke to sunlight filtering through the curtains, casting long shadows across his room. The building's stillness felt almost reverential, as if the world itself was holding its breath. He rose and headed to the bathroom, splashing cold water on his face and quickly freshening up. The morning routine felt almost normal, a small piece of civilization preserved in their diplomatic sanctuary. Through the window, he could see fog rolling in from the bay, wreathing the silent city in gray. The building's old pipes groaned softly as he washed, the sound echoing through the empty corridors. Andy made his way downstairs to the break room adjacent the kitchen, settling into one of the chairs. Moments later, Crystal appeared carrying a tray with coffee and sugar. She wore loose-fitting silk pajamas that somehow managed to look both casual and elegant, the fabric draping softly over her curves. The absence of a bra was subtle but noticeable, with her perky tits shaking beautifully, and her hard nipples sticking up proudly. "I wasn't sure how you liked your coffee, sir. Unfortunately we don't have milk," she said, putting a soft emphasis on the word "sir" that sent a shiver down his spine. "This is fine, I like it black, thank you," Andy replied, reaching for the cup. "You're going to work on the map of scavenging sites in the area today, right?" "Yes sir. I'll get started on it after my yoga this morning," Crystal responded with a small smile before turning to leave. She paused at the doorway. "Enjoy your coffee, I'll be in my room if you need me." Andy sipped his coffee, appreciating its rich flavor, momentarily distracted by thoughts of Crystal, before returning to scrolling through Beacon on his phone. The posts about San Francisco painted a slowly emerging picture: survivors were gradually congregating at the Presidio, though organization remained loose. Someone had started cataloging available medical supplies across the city's hospitals. Another person was working on getting a solar array functioning at the city hall. A post from the Presidio account caught his attention, they'd designated Land's End as a mass grave site, with plans to begin proper burials soon. Several volunteers with construction equipment were already clearing space. Andy made a mental note, it would be a better option than his original plan of taking the diplomat's body to the sea. He composed a quick message to Mike: "Made it to SF. Secured shelter @ Korean consulate. How's drive north? Your mom?" A few more posts mentioned growing communities forming in Marin and the East Bay, but nothing substantial yet. Most survivors seemed to be following the same instinct, head toward major population centers, look for others, try to rebuild. The Presidio's natural defensive position and former military infrastructure made it an obvious rallying point. Andy finished his coffee, letting the now familiar routine of morning research ground him in this strange new world. The sound of footsteps on the stairs drew his attention. Sarah and Daniela appeared, both looking refreshed despite their slightly sleepy expressions. The consulate's secure walls had clearly provided them their first proper rest in days. "Morning," Sarah said, stifling a yawn. She wore her usual athletic wear, while Daniela was already dressed in camo pants and a t-shirt. "Crystal made coffee, there's some in the kitchen if you want some," Andy offered, gesturing with his empty cup. "Oh god, yes please," Sarah replied, heading for the kitchen. She paused, noticing Daniela's hesitation. "Have you never had coffee?" Daniela shook her head. "Dad said I was too young." "Well, you're basically living adult life now," Sarah said gently. "Might as well try it. Here, I'll make you one." They returned moments later, Sarah handling her cup with ease while Daniela examined hers with suspicion. She took a careful sip and grimaced. "It's; intense," she said diplomatically. Sarah laughed. "Try adding some sugar. Most people don't start with it black." Daniela followed the suggestion, her expression softening as she tasted it again. "Better," she admitted. "I can see why you like it." "Have either of you checked Beacon this morning?" Andy asked. Both shook their heads, so Andy summarized what he'd learned. They listened intently. He watched as a dark expression cast over them both when he brought up the Land's End grave. "Yeah, speaking of which," he added, his tone growing more serious, "we should probably deal with the, ah, body outside. Wrap it properly until we can take it to Land's End." "I'll help," Sarah offered, squaring her shoulders slightly. "I need to get better at handling this kind of thing. Can't be squeamish anymore." Daniela set down her coffee. "I know where the large garbage bags are. They're heavy-duty, should work until we can get something better." Day 8, Midmorning "You sure you don't want to wear something more; practical?" Andy asked, watching Sarah adjust her deep blue Lululemon set in the hallway mirror. "This is practical," she insisted, giving him a little view. The tight sports bra and leggings left little to the imagination, showing off her gentle abs and toned curves. She then covered herself in the North Face jacket he'd selected for her from their scavenged supplies. "Besides, first impressions matter. We want to seem approachable." Andy checked his holstered Glock, making sure it was secure but not too visible under his jacket. "Fine, but at least wear your boots instead of those running shoes." They'd packed their backpacks thoughtfully, bottles of antibiotics carefully wrapped in cloth, and several dozen apples from the fruit stand. "The medicine is what they really need," Andy explained as they prepared to leave, "but I think fresh fruit will mean more to them emotionally. A lot of it in the city will have spoiled by now." "Makes sense," Sarah nodded, shouldering her pack. "A little taste of normal." Andy turned to Daniela, who was studying a building layout. "You good here? Remember, no answering the door-" "Unless it's you guys, I know," she cut him off with a hint of teenage exasperation. "I'll figure out the best spots for the mines and come up with a defense plan." She pointed at a few spots she had already marked on the layout. "I've already found a few spots here." Crystal looked up from where she was marking locations on a large map of San Francisco. "I've marked three promising grocery stores within walking distance," she offered, her braless chest hanging downward as she bent over the map. "I'll have a full scavenging map ready by the evening." "Perfect," Andy said. "We shouldn't be more than a few hours. Mainly just want to get a sense of what's happening at the Presidio, make some connections." He glanced at Sarah. "Ready?" Sarah nodded, and they headed out into the quiet streets of their new city. The morning fog had mostly burned off, revealing a neighborhood frozen in time. Expensive cars sat in driveways, morning newspapers still sat on pristine lawns, and recycling bins waited patiently for a pickup that would never come. The silence was absolute except for the occasional bird call and the whisper of wind through untended gardens. "Look," Sarah pointed, "A Tesla, Model Y. And it's plugged in." Andy marked the location on his phone. "Good catch. That'll be useful later when we're looking for vehicles that don't need gas." They turned onto Jackson Street, where a dark blue Rivian R1T sat parked beneath a row of cherry trees. Andy added its coordinates to their growing list of resources. The houses stood as silent witnesses to the abrupt end of normalcy, gardens still meticulously maintained, windows spotlessly clean, patio furniture arranged for evening cocktails that would never be served. Just eight days ago, this had been one of San Francisco's most exclusive neighborhoods. Now it was a museum piece, preserved in perfect, haunting detail. "It's so weird," Sarah said softly, eyes scanning the immaculate homes around them. "Everything looks exactly like it did before. Like any minute now, people will start coming out to get their mail or walk their dogs." As they walked past another row of silent houses, Sarah glanced at Andy with a playful smile. "Sleep well?" Andy caught her eye and winked. "Very well. Mind's quite clear and focused today, thank you." "Good," she said softly, reaching for his hand and giving it a quick squeeze. "Maybe we can go for round two later today." Their fingers lingered together for a moment before separating, both of them smiling as they continued their walk through the quiet neighborhood. Movement ahead caught their attention, another woman walking alone toward the Presidio. She was in her early thirties, wearing expensive yoga pants and a Patagonia fleece that had seen better days. Her brown hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail, and she kept glancing around nervously as she walked. "Hey," Andy called out softly, not wanting to startle her. She jumped slightly anyway, then relaxed a bit when she saw Sarah. "Oh! Hi," she replied, maintaining a careful distance. Her wedding ring glinted in the morning light, though she was obviously alone. "Would you like an apple?" Andy offered, already reaching into his pack. "We just picked them yesterday." Her eyes lit up. "Really? Fresh fruit?" She stepped closer, accepting the apple with trembling hands. "Thank you. I've been living on protein bars and coconut water from my pantry." She took a bite immediately, closing her eyes briefly at the taste. "I'm Rachel, by the way." "I'm Andy, this is Sarah," Andy replied. "Heading to the Presidio?" Rachel nodded, wiping juice from her chin. "Yeah. I've been holed up in my apartment, but;" She gestured vaguely. "I figured I should see what's happening, maybe find other people. It's getting a little scary being alone. Are you two staying nearby?" "Yeah, we just got into the city," Andy said carefully. "We're a small group, set up at the Korean consulate." He made a mental note, another survivor with no immediately obvious useful skills for their core group. "Oh," Rachel said, seemingly hoping for an invitation that didn't come. "Well, I'm at 2740 Jackson if you; if anyone needs anything. Though I don't have much to offer." "Thanks." said Andy. "Let us know if you need anything as well." "Well, to be honest I could use some food. That's mostly why I'm going to the Presidio." "We don't have a ton to spare right now, but we are planning to go on some scavenging runs soon. We have a truck. If you wanted to join us, we could offer you a split of what we recover." "Oh, that would be great." said Rachel. "Let me get your Beacon handle, let me know when you decide to go." They walked together in silence for a few moments before Rachel spoke again. "Did either of you lose much family?" she asked quietly. "My husband was in New York for meetings when, you know." She twisted her ring absently. "We all lost people," Sarah said gently but firmly, cutting off that line of conversation. Rachel nodded, understanding the boundary. The walk continued in silence. They emerged from the tree line, and the main parade ground of the Presidio opened up before them. What had once been a pristine lawn had transformed into a makeshift settlement of perhaps four or five hundred survivors. Colorful camping tents dotted the grass in loose clusters, many bearing high-end outdoor brand names, testament to San Francisco's wealthy outdoor enthusiast population. Larger military-style tents had been erected at strategic points, including a prominent medical station marked by a red cross fashioned from spray paint. Two nurses in scrubs moved between cots visible through the open flaps. A row of folding tables had been set up near the old barracks, forming an impromptu marketplace. Someone had already established a basic trading post, advertising "batteries, solar chargers, and medicine." Next to it, a woman stood behind a table of sorted electrical equipment, carefully logging exchanges in a notebook. Hand-painted signs stuck in the ground advertised various needs and corresponding Beacon handles: "Needed: Electricians for solar project" "Volunteers wanted, water purification" "Medical Skills? Report to Tent 4" "Engineers needed, power grid planning" The gender disparity was immediately apparent, women outnumbered men significantly, matching the pattern they'd seen elsewhere. A few men in partial military or police uniforms walked the perimeter, rifles slung across their backs. One carried himself with particular authority, speaking into a handheld radio as he made his rounds. A group of women was setting up what looked like a communal kitchen, sorting through boxes of supplies. Nearby, someone had rigged a solar panel to charge phones and laptops, with a small crowd gathered around it. The air smelled of campfire smoke and cooking food, punctuated by the distinctive scent of unwashed bodies and physical labor. "Oh my god," Rachel breathed, taking in the scope of the settlement. "I had no idea there were this many," she noted, eyes wide. Andy studied the scene carefully, noting the mix of organization and chaos. While some basic systems were clearly being established, there was no real sense of central authority yet. Just people with useful skills trying to help where they could, while others waited for direction. A woman with a clipboard approached them, her manner friendly but professional. "Welcome to the Presidio Settlement. Are you here to join us or just checking in?" "The two of us are just checking in," Andy said, gesturing to Sarah. As another volunteer stepped forward to speak with Rachel, he continued, "We arrived in San Francisco yesterday, we've set up in the Korean consulate building. We brought antibiotics and some apples we snagged on the way here, wanted to offer them as a donation." He offered her one of the apples. "Donations are greatly appreciated," the clipboard woman said warmly, accepting the apple. "I'm Alice, by the way." "Are you a volunteer here?" Andy asked. "Yep, been here three days now. We're trying to make a directory of people in the area, if you're okay with me taking down your information?" Sarah glanced at Andy, who nodded. "Sure." "Okay, great." Alice flipped to a fresh page. "Name and age?" "Andy Rhee, 28." She nodded, writing. "We're cataloging useful skills. I'll read through the list, just let me know which apply: Medical training? Engineering? Electrical? Plumbing? Construction? Military experience? Hunting? Navigation? Survival skills? Agriculture? Animal husbandry? Radio operations? Vehicle maintenance? Water treatment? Solar installation?" "I was a park ranger before all this," Andy replied. "So yes to navigation, survival skills, and hunting. Basic first aid training. I'm good with radios too, amateur operator license." Alice made several check marks, nodding appreciatively. "That's actually really useful, we don't have many people with real wilderness experience. A lot of the survivors here worked in tech, myself included." She gestured at the camp. "Lots of programmers, not many who can track game or build shelters." "I'm sure," Andy said dryly. Alice turned to Sarah. "And you?" "I was;" Sarah hesitated, "just a biology student. UCLA, second year. Nothing really useful like Andy." "Hey, don't sell yourself short," Alice said kindly. "Most people here were also doing jobs that don't matter anymore. We're planning to set up training groups, teaching practical skills. Biology could be helpful with agriculture, medicine, lots of things." Sarah simply nodded, looking slightly relieved. "We have two others in our group," Andy added. "Daniela's fourteen, but she has extensive survival, hunting, and military training from her father, he was a Marine, and a; ah; prepper. She can do some vehicle maintenance too I think. And Crystal;" he paused, realizing he didn't know her age. "Well, she'd also need to reskill." Alice's eyebrows rose as she made notes. "A teenager with military training? Interesting." She flipped through her papers. "You should talk to Guillermo Herrera; he was in the Army. He's been trying to organize some basic defense planning for the Presidio. And Diana Wells has been looking for people with hunting experience, trying to put together expeditions to supplement our food supplies." She made a final note. "Do you have a Beacon handle? We're trying to keep a communication network going." Andy gave her his handle, which she copied down carefully. "Well, welcome to the Presidio," Alice said warmly. "We're glad to have people with real survival skills join the community. Even if they're not living here directly," she added with a smile. "Thanks. Oh also, you said 'We're trying to make a directory' earlier. Who is we? Some kind of leadership?" "Nothing formal yet, but there's a group. Mostly people with different types of expertise. I don't know all of them, but Megan Lunn is the one coordinating us. She's great, I trust her a lot." "Great, thanks." As they walked deeper into the settlement, Sarah moved closer to Andy, lowering her voice. "Are you sure it was smart to tell them so much? About where we're staying, our skills, Daniela's training?" Andy considered her question thoughtfully. "Well, here's what I'm thinking. The Presidio is almost certainly going to become the, or at least one of, the centers of power in San Francisco. It's inevitable. The location, the infrastructure, the natural defenses, and it's already starting to get established before anywhere else. If we ever get to a point where we regret having told them our information," He shrugged. "Well, by then we'd already be pretty screwed. We'd probably need to leave the city entirely anyway." "So little downside to being open?" Sarah asked, watching a group of women organizing supplies nearby. "Exactly. I think I'm going to try to talk to Megan and get myself involved early, try to shape how things develop." Andy kept his voice low but confident. "Being cooperative and open now gives us more influence later. If we tried to stay completely separate or, like, secretive, we'd just look suspicious. Then we'd be outsiders trying to affect things from the margins instead of a respected part of the community." Sarah nodded slowly, processing his logic. "If the Presidio is going to be the power here, might as well join it and be a leader within it. I get it." "Yeah. Don't worry," Andy assured her. To be continued. Based on a post by the hospital, for Literotica.

"Do it in a tent, like I had to"Today, the girls are discussing 2025 trends, that they don't want to see in 2026! From newspapers, to grazing tables, the girls get through a lot in this one!Bitches from a bride - Getting married in 2027, but a girl from work is now booking my venue in 2026...Let us know your thoughts on today's episode, and send in your bitches in our DM's.Want to finish the episode with us? Sign up below to get extra bonus content!

durée : 00:03:56 - Les P'tits Bateaux - par : Camille Crosnier - Leïla se pose cette question et l'éthologue Cécile Arnould, spécialiste du comportement des oiseaux et des poules en particulier, est un peu embêtée pour lui répondre… Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

This week we sit down for a full recap of the episode and a heartfelt look back at the season, made even sweeter because Cristina and Lisa were finally together in Vancouver for the finale party thrown by three of the bakers to watch Jo, Zoe and Ryan in the Finale. There is plenty of laughter, plenty of reminiscing, and plenty of the joyful chaos that always seems to follow our little baking family whenever we manage to gather in the same place; we talk about the bakes, the celebrations, the hugs, the proud moments, and the kind of warmth that only comes from being surrounded by people who genuinely love this strange and wonderful baking world.With applications now open for the next season of the Great Canadian Baking Show, there is a whole lot of excitement and nervous energy in the air. Cristina and Lisa share their hopes and plans for auditioning again, while Steven and Vincent offer us the kind of sometime brutally honest insight that only former contestants can give. It is a conversation full of encouragement, teasing, and support, with everyone cheering each other on in the most wholehearted way. And of course, we break down the entire Finale episode, with HUGE congratulations to the winner and every single person who graced us with their talent and energy in the Tent this season.As this is our last episode together this season with the Fabulous Baker Boyz, we wrap things up with gratitude, affection, and a little touch of bittersweet - what a recipe for a great send-off. We talk about what this season has meant to us, how much joy and comfort these weekly chats have brought, and how lucky we feel to have built a community that shows up with so much love. It is sad to see it end, but we cannot wait to come back for more. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Become a part of the Progressive Property refer-a-friend scheme and Earn up to £250 when someone attends one of our events – you can enrol here: https://www.progressiveproperty.co.uk/raf/ In today's episode, Sean speaks to Matt Clark, who went from being homeless and living in a tent to owning a £3.4 million property portfolio. Matt's story is really inspirational, and if this doesn't motivate you to be successful no matter your circumstances, then I don't know what will - let's dive right in. If you want to take the next step and put what you have learned from this podcast into action, you only need to click here - https://www.wealthbuilders.co.uk/progressive-podcast KEY TAKEAWAYS Progressive Property courses, especially Buy, Refurbish, Rent (BRR), were pivotal for Matt's transformation—equipping him with new strategies, confidence, and a supportive network that enabled rapid growth after experiencing failure and homelessness. Learn to maximise the value of each deal. Matt leveraged the BRR strategy to buy undervalued properties, renovate them to create equity, and refinance to reinvest. He added bedrooms and split rooms to what he made at every stage. Matt's journey shows that you don't need your own money to attract investors. He secured funding for major property deals by using Progressive to put himself around the right people, demonstrating passion, work ethic, and having a solid plan. You can potentially start with nothing and use other people´s money. With the right mindset, support and up to date training anyone can overcome setbacks and achieve success in property investing. BEST MOMENTS  "I basically ended up being homeless… quite a brutal experience."  "My portfolio, at the moment, generates about £11.5k cash flow a month. The value of it (Matt´s portfolio) is £3.4 million."  "It´s made a big change coming to Progressive and always will do because they always keeping moving forward, keep coming up with and using different ideas."  “Business is great, especially for cash flow, but you also need assets as well to help future proof yourself and your family.” VALUABLE RESOURCES MSOPI – Multiple Streams of Income: https://www.progressiveproperty.co.uk https://kevinmcdonnell.co.uk ABOUT THE HOST Sean Fitzpatrick is a property investor, educator, and the Face of Progressive Property. With a 6-figure portfolio and expertise in creative strategies, finance, and off-market deals, Sean shares success stories from the Progressive Property community, expert insights, and real-world strategies to help investors succeed. Tune in for practical tips and no-nonsense advice to accelerate your property journey. ABOUT THE HOST Kevin McDonnell is a Speaker, Author, Mentor & Professional Property Investor. He is an expert when it comes to creative property investment strategies. His book No Money Down: Property Invest talks about how to control and cash flow other people's property to create financial freedom.   CONTACT METHOD https://www.facebook.com/kevinMcDonnellProperty/ https://kevinmcdonnell.co.uk/ TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@progressiveproperty YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC0g1KuusONVStjY_XjdXy6g Twitter: https://twitter.com/progperty LinkedIn: https://www.linkedin.com/company/progressiveproperty Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/progressiveproperty/ Facebook Community: https://www.facebook.com/groups/progressivepropertycommunity Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/Progperty This Podcast has been brought to you by Disruptive Media. https://disruptivemedia.co.uk/

Today on The Natural Birth Podcast we have VickyVicky is a stay at home mama from South Wales, UK.She's a former midwife who had a deep rooted fear of entering into the maternity care system and actually never did after she completed her studies.Today she supports women on their journey back to health through Ayurvedic lifestyle coaching and Nutritional Therapy. She caters for women's wellness retreats and run workshops on natural health and breast massage. She has a passion for helping women reconnect with the wisdom they already carry, to feel empowered, thrive, and truly take ownership of their well-being. When becoming pregnant herself she felt that the only way to achieve a natural birth was to relearn what birth is supposed to look like in the wild. Her pregnancy was spent developing her intuition, facing her fears and was guided by a deep trust in nature and the wisdom of the body. She decided to freebirth her baby at home. Equipped with both the scientific evidence and her intuition behind her, she knew it was not only safe, but the right path for her. She had a small space to navigate, living in a self built tiny house, which she solved by having the water birth she had dreamed about in a bell tent in the woods  on Halloween morning. It was magical. Curious about Vicky? Find her on Instagram @nurturedbynature_uk Want to work with Anna or join The Sacred Birth Worker Mentorship?Find Anna's Website, about her Mentorship & How to Work with Her, as well as all Links & Resources she mentions in the episode here:www.sacredbirthinternational.com/links-podcast

Step out of your situation and look up to count the stars, letting God's magnificence overwhelm your circumstances as you face fear and unanswered questions. This message explores how divine intersections link your obedience to global miracles, establishing you as the "friend of God"

This week we dive into four solid grow topics you'll actually use in your everyday grow. First up, we talk about how to make proper cannabis salves at home. Then we look at the best grow tents on the market right now and what makes one worth your money. We also get into defoliation, when to do it, how much to take, and how not to butcher your plants. And to finish the show, we walk you through building a pest-proof grow room. Also of course we cover this week listener mail. As always, join us on Percy's Grow Room if you want to learn more, get help with your grow, or hang out with thousands of growers just like you. Join our community here:

Send us your Mediocre 5 Star ReviewThis week, Ade unleashes a truly Ade-style brainwave: a “Camping Swap Shop” stall at an outdoor show where absolutely no money changes hands. Instead, it's all about bartering your way to better kit — swap a stove for a sleeping mat, trade a tarp for a titanium spork, or even offer your skills and knowledge in exchange for that shiny bit of gear you've had your eye on.We chat about what we'd bring, what we'd hope to walk away with, and whether Tim's extensive camping wisdom is worth more or less than Ade's suspiciously large collection of half-used gas canisters.It's all about community, creativity, and the joy of giving your old kit a brand-new story. Dive in and see what you'd trade at the Camping Swap Shop!DISCLAIMER: Casual Camping Podcast accepts no liability and does not officially recommend any products or endorse any techniques discussed in an individual podcast episode or shown on Casual Camping Podcast social media accounts. Individuals should make their own informed decision and risk assessment of any products or advice prior to any purchase or useSupport the showCheck Out Our Socials:Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1333082837320305/?_rdrInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/casualcampingpodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLO9F70wD5P16dbKV20rTtwegIcBDtKY8QThreads: https://www.threads.net/@casualcampingpodcast?invite=0

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It's time for our monthly Favored or Forsaken episode! Join Jamie, Erin, and Evan as we discuss woke nuns, a TikTok social experiment, and the recent influx of little Jesuses appearing all over cities. You'll also hear what is favored for each of us right now! MENTIONS​Give the gift of The Faith Adjacent Seminary: Here's the link | Here are the Diplomas Woke Nuns: Nuns Return Land to Native American TribeTikTok Baby Formula Test: Here's Nikolie Monroe's AccountTiny Jesuses? Here's the instagram post Evan's Favored: As Long As I Am in the Tent of This Body I Will Make a Joyful Noise Pt 1. by John Van DeusenErin's Favored: Knock at the Sky by Liz Charlotte GrantJamie's Favored: Beard: A Memoir of a Marriage by Kelly Foster LundquistThe Faith Adjacent Seminary: Support us on Patreon. I've Got Questions by Erin Moon: Order Here | Guided Journal Subscribe to our Newsletter: The Dish from Faith AdjacentFaith Adjacent Merch: Shop HereShop our Amazon Link: amazon.com/shop/faithadjacentFollow Faith Adjacent on Socials: Instagram See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Living Proof Tent, Beeville, Texas at New Life Church | The Todd Coconato Show Website: www.PastorTodd.org To give: www.ToddCoconato.com/give This is the audio from what just happened under the tent in Beeville, Texas, on 11/18/2025. What a powerful night in God's presence under the Mario Murillo, Living Proof Tent. This took place at New Life Church.     

A prisão do banqueiro Daniel Vorcaro (Banco Master) por uma fraude de R$ 12 bilhões expôs os tentáculos políticos do banco em Brasília e nos Estados.O foco das investigações recai sobre a injeção de R$ 16,7 bilhões do BRB (Banco de Brasília) no Master e o possível envolvimento do Governador do DF, Ibaneis Rocha.O deputado Alberto Fraga e o ex-governador Rodrigo Rollemberg pediram formalmente a investigação de Ibaneis. Wilson Lima detalha que a Polícia Federal está de olho nas relações políticas e o caso gera forte apreensão no Centrão, que teme uma possível delação que revele o uso de dinheiro público em troca de favorecimento.Meio-Dia em Brasília traz as principais notícias e análises da política nacional direto   de Brasília.     Com apresentação de José Inácio Pilar e Wilson Lima, o programa aborda os temas mais quentes do cenário político e econômico do Brasil.     Com um olhar atento sobre política, notícias e economia, mantém o público bem informado.   Transmissão ao vivo de segunda a sexta-feira às 12h.   Apoie o jornalismo Vigilante: 10% de desconto para audiência do Meio-Dia em Brasília   https://bit.ly/meiodiaoa   Siga O Antagonista no X:  https://x.com/o_antagonista   Acompanhe O Antagonista no canal do WhatsApp. Boletins diários, conteúdos exclusivos em vídeo e muito mais.  https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029Va2SurQHLHQbI5yJN344  Leia mais em www.oantagonista.com.br | www.crusoe.com.br  

Rod and Karen discuss steaks sold out of a tent, people should steal from Target, and F1 is getting a sequel. Then they discuss Nicki Minaj speaking at United Nations, DOJ ethics watchdog fired for doing their job, DOJ suing CA, Ezra Klein makes a power play to influence democrats, MTG going against Trump, Pharrell Williams tells Black people to just be the best, sisters caught stealing from Target, girlfriend attacks boyfriend over $5 mobile payment to a female friend, man fires into house of repair dispute and sword ratchetness. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/theblackguywhotips Twitter: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@rodimusprime⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@SayDatAgain⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@TBGWT⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Instagram: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠@TheBlackGuyWhoTips⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Email: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠theblackguywhotips@gmail.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Blog: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠www.theblackguywhotips.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Teepublic Store⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Amazon Wishlist⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Crowdcast⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Voicemail: ‪(980) 500-9034Go Premium: https://www.theblackguywhotips.com/premium/See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In this episode Ryan Sapena from Seek Outside walks through his favorite tent setups — the Courthouse, Cimarron and the ultralight Silex — and explains liners, stove choices, and simple maintenance tips. He also covers setup best practices and common mistakes (tensioning, guy-outs), condensation management, accessories, and buying advice including Black Friday sales and lead times.

Benoît Galy est l'invité de ce nouvel épisode de Mon Podcast Immo. Au micro d'Ariane Artinian, le fondateur de Green-Acres revient sur 20 ans d'expertise autour de “l'achat immobilier plaisir”, un segment qui regroupe trois profils : les étrangers qui achètent en France, les Français qui achètent à l'étranger et ceux qui recherchent une résidence secondaire dans une région différente de leur lieu de vie.Green-Acres se distingue par une approche inédite : la recherche par envies. « On n'entre pas un code postal, on entre ce qu'on aime », résume-t-il. Culture, golf, calme, montagne, proximité TGV, faible densité… le portail cartographie les zones idéales en fonction des préférences de chacun, permettant de dénicher des destinations auxquelles les acheteurs n'auraient jamais pensé.Il dévoile ensuite les résultats de ses études exclusives. Contrairement au marché global, en baisse de 10 % en 2024, les acheteurs étrangers n'ont reculé que de 1 % en volume et progressé de 0,4 % en valeur. Les Belges, Suisses, Allemands, Britanniques et Américains restent les premières clientèles, tandis que des hausses spectaculaires apparaissent en provenance de la Pologne et des pays limitrophes de la Russie. Autre enseignement fort : les étrangers achètent en moyenne 63 % plus cher, car ils ciblent des biens plus grands, plus désirables ou situés dans des zones prisées.Du côté des Français qui achètent à l'étranger, l'Espagne repasse en tête devant le Portugal, suivie de la Grèce, de l'Italie (Toscane, Pouilles) et d'un retour remarqué du Maroc. Ces destinations permettent d'accéder, avec un pouvoir d'achat français, à des biens qualitatifs à un coût inférieur à celui d'une résidence secondaire en France.Pour les professionnels de l'immobilier, les datas Green-Acres deviennent un outil stratégique : insights marché, contenus, visibilité, leads qualifiés. Dans certaines régions, rappelle Benoît Galy, ne pas être présent sur Green-Acres, c'est passer à côté de mandats.Animé par Ariane Artinian, journaliste et fondatrice du média MySweetImmo

Aujourd'hui, Jean-Loup Bonnamy, prof de philo, Flora Ghebali, militante dans la transition écologique, et Charles Consigny, avocat, débattent de l'actualité autour d'Alain Marschall et Olivier Truchot.

durée : 00:04:11 - Le Grand reportage de France Inter - Le mécontentement des Américains sur le pouvoir d'achat coûte cher au président américain dans les sondages. Jusque dans son propre camp, comme ici dans le comté de Walker (dans le nord-ouest de la Géorgie, où Donald Trump a remporté près de 80% de voix l'année dernière), les consommateurs grognent. Vous aimez ce podcast ? Pour écouter tous les autres épisodes sans limite, rendez-vous sur Radio France.

Idea: A tent-like semi-portable structure for a suburban yard in which you can sunbathe (especially in the winter) and where you can take your indoor cat who wants to go outside. Also: it'd be designed so you can get into the tent and close it while holding the cat against your chest with one hand and without bending over (because if you bent over the cat could squirm away); it would use thick fabric and thick clear greenhouse plastic to keep heat in; it could be tinted to allow you to sunbathe in privacy (possibly even in the nude) and maybe also be used as an outdoor shower; you could maybe connect a "cat tube" to your house so the cat can come and go as they please Chris Barnwood (facebook.com/chris.barnwood instagram.com/chrisbarnwood) Alex Wilson (youtube.com/@thedropoutprofessor instagram.com/thedropoutprofessor Email: alexwilsoncomedy@gmail.com) Wes Allen (facebook.com/wes.allen.264240 instagram.com/wesallencomedy Email: wesallencomedy@gmail.com) Tom Walma (https://creativitywasted.com/creativitywasted x.com/thomaswalma twitch.tv/gameymcfitness) This podcast is part of Planet Ant Podcasts (https://planetant.com) This podcast is powered by Pinecast.

Looking closely at the structure of Proverbs chap 14:1-14, something of a pattern emerges.  Verses 1, 4, 7 and 11 are roughly parallel referring to the foundation of a household.  These verses are followed by others that scrutinize progress to that end in verses 2, 3, 8 and 12. The remaining verses predict the future of life directions set by either wisdom vs. folly. In context here, the featured agent of wisdom to illustrate these truths is the wife and homemaker.  The book of Proverbs is no respecter of persons when it comes to application of principle.  Here wives and mothers are encouraged to order their affairs, govern their souls, and live their lives, according to the timeless law of God, just as their husbands and children are likewise commanded.

Welcome to a new episode of ASMR Sleep Recordings. In this episode, you will hear cozy rainfall on a tent. Improve your health and happiness.The sound you hear in this episode creates a calm atmosphere and at the same time blocks out disturbing noises. This will help you de-stress, unwind, and rest. Enjoy two hours of relaxing sounds to help you relax, focus, study and fall asleep.About ASMR Sleep Recordings:The purpose of ASMR Sleep Recording is to help you sleep and concentrate better. This particular episode lasts two hours and has no ads in the middle, so you won't be woken up or disturbed while focusing or relaxing. When you listen to ASMR Sleep Recordings, you can lock your phone, so you won't get any bothersome stimuli from notifications and other sounds from your phone. You can switch between apps while studying or working without pausing the ambient sound.About our sounds:Water creates a natural white noise. Infused with the relaxing quality of nature and the sound-masking properties of white noise, listening to running water is an ideal way to turn off all the stressful things life brings, and to de-stress. Some of our most popular sounds include a river, flowing creek, babbling brook, gentle waves on a lake, and a bamboo fountain. Rain also creates a natural white noise. Infused with the relaxing quality of nature and the sound-masking properties of white noise, listening to rain is an ideal way to switch off all the stressful things life brings and to de-stress. Some of our most popular sounds are rain on an umbrella, hailstorms, hard rain, soft rain, gentle rain, wind and rain, rain on a car.White noise helps babies and children to get a better and deeper night's sleep. This is because external sounds are masked by the noise. With white noise in the background, your child will not hear annoying cars driving by or dogs barking in bed. This allows your little one to sleep better. And it also saves you as a parent a lot of hours!Pink noise is more common in nature than you might expect. It can be compared to continuous rainfall or wind. In addition to white noise, pink noise is also increasing in popularity, especially in business environments. Because it can increase productivity, concentration and creativity.Brown noise can be compared to waves of the sea, a river current, strong winds or the sound of thunder during a storm. Like pink noise, brown noise is very similar to white noise. However, the frequencies have been lowered even further and a lot more concentrated. This gives it a rougher/coarse tone than pink noise. It sounds a bit deeper and a bit bass-like. The benefits of brown noise are the same as the other types of noise. It provides relaxation, increased focus and improved deep sleep.DISCLAIMER: Be aware that loud noises can damage your hearing. If you can't carry on a conversation without raising your voice while playing one of our spheres, the sound may be too loud for your ears. Do not place the speakers directly next to a baby's ears. If you have trouble hearing or ringing in your ears, stop listening to the white noise immediately and see an audiologist or your doctor. The sounds provided by ASMR Sleep Recordings are for entertainment purposes only and are not a treatment for sleep disorders or tinnitus. Consult your doctor if you regularly have severe sleeping problems, experience fitful/restless sleep or feel tired during the day.ASMR Sleep Recordings is the white noise and nature sounds podcast to help you sleep, study or soothe a baby. ASMR Sleep Recordings has uploaded more than 400+ episodes in the 4 years that the podcast has been online. You can listen to all episodes of the podcast on your favorite podcast platform. People use white noise for sleep, focus, sound masking or relaxation. This podcast has the sound for you, whether you're using white noise to study, to soothe a baby with cramps, to fall asleep, or to just enjoy a quiet moment. You don't need to buy a white noise machine if you can listen to these sounds for free.

https://slasrpodcast.com/      SLASRPodcast@gmail.com   Welcome to Episode 213 of the sounds like a search and rescue podcast. This week, good friend of the show and author Ken Bosse joins us. Ken recently published his 4th book - "They Said It's Dangerous" - a light hearted look at some of the dangers hikers can be faced with. This is Ken's 4th book and as always, all profits from Ken's books go to the NH Outdoor Council which supports local search and rescue teams. Ken will sit in with us today and will catch up on a bunch of topics including the mystery of an abandoned tent in the White Mountains that has made national news, a rough day on Mount Washington, the Cog railway had to say upwards of 20 hikers who were ill prepared for an early burst of winter like conditions. Plus naked hikers, NH declared the best place to raise a family, Siberian Log Fires, an overview of some hiking in Hawaii, and we catch up on recent search and rescue news.   JOIN SLASR, REKLIS AND FRIENDS LIVE IN NOVEMBER AT FULL CONDITIONS EVENT - TICKETS HERE   About Ken's New Book  New Book - They Said It's Dangerous They Said It Would Be Fun: A Hilarious Journey Learning to Hike the NH 48 They Said They Wanted More: A Hilarious Journey Hiking the NH 52 With a View They Said Teach Us More: Solos, Winter Hiking & Overnighters Topics Welcome Baby Ethan Full conditions Aurora Borealis Abandoned Tent Mystery Naked Hiker NH is the Best place to raise a family  NH Lifts Fire Ban SAR Topics List  Siberian Log Fire  Mount Washington Rescues - 20+ people taken down by the Cog Missing Two Year Old Waterville Valley Expansion Two guys recreate Sam and Frodo journey from Lord of the Rings Yosemite Chaos  Gear Talk  Music Minute - Til Tuesday Recent Hikes - Hawaii and Blue Hills Guest of the week - Ken Bosse - New Book  Recent Search and Rescue  Show Notes Apple Podcast link for 5 star reviews SLASR Merchandise SLASR LinkTree SLASR's BUYMEACOFFEE Abandoned Tent Sparks Mystery Social Media Post People leave gear more than you think Mike had a situation where he found gear on Franconia Ridge Naked, Lost and Afraid in Canada NH ranks #1 as best place to raise a family NH lifts fire ban  list of all SLASR episode show notes Making a Siberian Log Fire 20+ hikers rescued from Mount Washington  Missing 2 year old found by NEK9  2 men recreate Sam and Frodo's journey Backpacker Mag on gov shutdown in yosemite Base Jumper Cited Exploding Gas Canisters when combining fuel canisters for backpacking T-Mobile GPS news Injured Hiker Carried off Welch-Dickey Trail in Thornton - 10/1 Injured Hiker Rescued from Mount Osceola, Livermore - 10/4 Youth Hiker Assisted Off of Mount Washington - 10/5 Injured Hiker Assisted on Mount Monadnock - 10/7 Injured Hiker Rescued from Dickey Mountain, Thornton - 10/7 Hiking Fatality, Pisgah State Park - 10/9 Injured Hiker Rescued on Basin Cascade Trail - 10/13 Injured Hiker on the UNH Trail, Hedgehog Mountain - 10/18 Unprepared Hiker Rescued from Franconia Ridge in Lincoln - 10/19 Injured Hiker Rescued from Old Bridle Path in Franconia - 10/25 Hiker Rescued in the Mt. Washington Snow - 10/26 (covered) - skip Hiker Call on Black Angel Trail -  Sponsors, Friends  and Partners Wild Raven Endurance Coaching 2024 Longest Day - 48 Peaks Mount Washington Higher Summits Forecast Hiking Buddies  Vaucluse - Sweat less. Explore more. – Vaucluse Gear Fieldstone Kombucha CS Instant Coffee

Aujourd'hui, Flora Ghebali, Jean-Loup Bonnamy et Mourad Boudjellal débattent de l'actualité autour d'Alain Marschall et Olivier Truchot.

Send us your Mediocre 5 Star ReviewThis week, things didn't quite go to plan! Tim had to drop out at the last minute, leaving poor Ade to face the wilds alone — scrambling for kit, supplies, and the willpower to brave a solo camp. In true Casual Camping style, Ade turns a setback into an adventure, proving that with a bit of flexibility (and a lot of improvisation), you can still have a brilliant time under canvas.Join us as we chat about the importance of being prepared, staying adaptable, and why sometimes, the best camping stories come from the plans that don't quite work out!DISCLAIMER: Casual Camping Podcast accepts no liability and does not officially recommend any products or endorse any techniques discussed in an individual podcast episode or shown on Casual Camping Podcast social media accounts. Individuals should make their own informed decision and risk assessment of any products or advice prior to any purchase or useSupport the showCheck Out Our Socials:Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1333082837320305/?_rdrInstagram: https://www.instagram.com/casualcampingpodcast/YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLO9F70wD5P16dbKV20rTtwegIcBDtKY8QThreads: https://www.threads.net/@casualcampingpodcast?invite=0

Nouveaux pilotes, un brin déjantés, à bord de la Libre Antenne sur RMC ! Jean-Christophe Drouet et Julien Cazarre prennent le relais. Après les grands matchs, quand la lumière reste allumée pour les vrais passionnés, place à la Libre Antenne : un espace à part, entre passion, humour et dérision, débats enflammés, franc-parler et second degré. Un rendez-vous nocturne à la Cazarre, où l'on parle foot bien sûr, mais aussi mauvaise foi, vannes, imitations et grands moments de radio imprévisibles !

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Good Vibrations Festival 2011 – Roots Tent Mixtape by Samrai (BEAST MODE)

The Tent and the Field

En 1959, en pleine guerre froide, un événement improbable se déroula à Moscou. Les États-Unis, rivaux idéologiques de l'Union soviétique, y organisèrent une vaste exposition nationale : l'American National Exhibition. Pendant six semaines, trois millions de visiteurs soviétiques purent découvrir, dans le parc Sokolniki, un condensé du rêve américain — gadgets, réfrigérateurs, jeans, voitures rutilantes, et même une maison modèle entièrement équipée.L'objectif n'était pas innocent. Dans un monde coupé en deux blocs, cette exposition constituait une véritable opération de séduction, un exercice de “soft power” avant l'heure. Washington voulait montrer la supériorité de son modèle, fondé sur la prospérité et la liberté individuelle, face au communisme soviétique. Les Américains y exposèrent non seulement leurs innovations technologiques — télévision couleur, ordinateurs, cuisine moderne — mais aussi leur mode de vie. Le message implicite : “Voyez comme on vit bien sous le capitalisme.”Pour de nombreux Soviétiques, c'était un choc. Certains voyaient pour la première fois un Coca-Cola, un lave-vaisselle ou un tourne-disque haute fidélité. Les files d'attente s'étiraient sur des centaines de mètres, non pour acheter, mais pour regarder. Les autorités soviétiques, méfiantes, surveillaient la foule tout en essayant de contenir l'enthousiasme.L'épisode le plus célèbre de cette exposition reste le “Kitchen Debate” — le “débat de la cuisine” — entre le vice-président américain Richard Nixon et le dirigeant soviétique Nikita Khrouchtchev. Devant une cuisine américaine reconstituée, les deux hommes s'affrontèrent verbalement sur les mérites comparés du capitalisme et du communisme. Nixon vantait la liberté de choix et la consommation, Khrouchtchev répondait que le système soviétique produisait “de meilleurs réfrigérateurs et de meilleures fusées”. Ce dialogue improvisé, capté par les caméras, fit le tour du monde et symbolisa la rivalité idéologique des deux blocs — avec, en toile de fond, un simple évier chromé et un four électrique.L'exposition de Moscou fut un succès diplomatique pour les États-Unis. Elle montrait qu'au-delà des armes et de la propagande, la guerre froide se jouait aussi dans les cuisines, les supermarchés et les foyers. En confrontant les Soviétiques à la culture de consommation occidentale, elle sema les graines d'une curiosité qui, des années plus tard, contribuerait à fissurer le rideau de fer.Une leçon d'histoire : parfois, un réfrigérateur peut en dire plus qu'un discours politique. Hébergé par Acast. Visitez acast.com/privacy pour plus d'informations.

Oui, c'est vrai : Benito Mussolini, le dictateur fasciste italien, a bien tenté — sans succès — de faire disparaître les pâtes de la table italienne. Derrière cette idée apparemment absurde se cachait un projet politique, idéologique et économique profondément révélateur de son époque.Dans les années 1920 et 1930, Mussolini voulait faire de l'Italie une puissance autosuffisante, libérée de toute dépendance étrangère. Il lance alors ce qu'il appelle la battaglia del grano, la “bataille du blé”. L'objectif : produire suffisamment de céréales sur le sol italien pour nourrir toute la population et ne plus importer de grains, notamment des États-Unis ou de l'Europe de l'Est. Cette campagne nationaliste devient un pilier de la propagande fasciste.Mais un problème se pose rapidement : la production de blé italien, même augmentée, ne suffit pas à couvrir les besoins d'un pays où les pâtes sont un aliment de base. Et la culture du blé, plus exigeante en eau et en terres, concurrence celle des légumes et de l'huile d'olive. Résultat : les ressources s'épuisent, et les prix flambent. Pour résoudre ce paradoxe, le régime décide alors de… dissuader les Italiens de manger des pâtes.Dans les années 1930, certains intellectuels proches du régime, comme le poète Filippo Tommaso Marinetti, chef du mouvement futuriste, publient des textes provocateurs vantant la “cuisine de l'avenir” et dénonçant les pâtes comme un symbole de mollesse et de passéisme. Marinetti écrivait que “le peuple qui mange trop de pâtes devient lent, pessimiste et nostalgique”. Mussolini, séduit par cette rhétorique de virilité et de modernité, soutient l'idée d'un remplacement des pâtes par des plats à base de riz ou de céréales locales, plus conformes à son idéal d'autarcie.Des campagnes officielles encouragent alors les Italiens à consommer du riz de la plaine du Pô, des légumes, ou même du pain. Certains restaurants fascistes retirent temporairement les pâtes de leur menu. Mais la résistance populaire est immédiate. Les Italiens refusent d'abandonner ce plat millénaire, symbole de leur identité et de leur culture. Même les hiérarques du régime continuent d'en manger en privé.Devant cet échec culinaire et politique, Mussolini finit par abandonner la croisade. Les pâtes survivent à la dictature, triomphent de la propagande, et deviennent après-guerre un symbole d'unité nationale. Ironie de l'histoire : l'homme qui voulait forger un “Italien nouveau” s'est heurté à ce qui, encore aujourd'hui, reste l'un des piliers les plus solides de la culture italienne — un bon plat de spaghetti. Hébergé par Acast. Visitez acast.com/privacy pour plus d'informations.

We have 3 mishnayot today - with one at the very bottom of the previous daf. 1. The guilt-offerings (ashamot) together with the peace-offerings, but with a focus on the former - the mishnah delineates the terms of where to slaughter the offering, where to bring the blood, and so on. 2. The mishnah specifies "kodshim kalim," the less holy of the offerings, where the terms were a little more flexible, such as slaughtering the offering anywhere in the Temple courtyard, instead of only in the northern part. Including details about who can be present when the kohanim eat from these offerings in the outer courtyard - or even elsewhere in Jerusalem. 3. Nearly an exact repetition of the previous mishnah, with the focus on the peace-offerings (shelamim). Also, the Gemara explains the location of where the slaughter should happen - noting the opening of the Ohel Mo'ed - the Tent of Meeting - indicate that all areas of the Temple courtyard would be acceptable.

The MAGA coalition is a motley, fragile crew of conservatives to white supremacists to Christian nationalists to everything in between. They've all needed each other and Donald Trump has been a magnet for them. Is the coalition beginning to fracture? Is it too late to fracture? Has MAGA made their bed? Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

North wind, hot tent, and a last-minute call — we chased the Mississippi migration and found the X. In this Duck Gun Podcast, Jordan and Young Padawan break down a whirlwind river trip: the on-the-fly decision, brutal marsh walks, reading wind and water, how we located wild-rice pockets, and the hunt where birds finally locked, hovered, and paid the price. We also talk public-land etiquette (jump-shooters mid-hunt…), coots vs. greenheads, and what actually worked to turn scouting into limits.

Immerse yourself in the soothing rhythm of rain gently falling on a tent deep in the forest. For 2 hours, the calming sound of soft raindrops creates a peaceful cocoon, perfect for sleep, study, or relaxation. Feel the comforting shelter of the canvas above as the rain dances outside, lulling your mind into deep calm and focus.Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/asmr-rain-recordings--5347561/support.Lose the AD intros by becoming a subscriber!https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/asmr-rain-recordings--5347561/support