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Hello, selling a bunch of audio gear I don't use anymore. Everything is in very good condition. All prices shipped.
Selling the SHD plus SMSL's as I went from 2 channel to multichannel in my home theater. I am selling the mic as I already own a UMIK-1, got this one from purchasing a DDRC-24, it is pretty much brand new as uses USB Type C. Bought LCD-X's so the Alpha Primes have not been getting used, they are still excellent closed back cans. Timestamp: https://imgur.com/a/6w9kL9q
MiniDSP SHD: $700
MiniDSP UMIK-1: $100
Two SMSL SU8-V2's: $140 each
Alpha Primes with unbalanced DUM cable: $500
Custom Balanced Cable for Dan Clark Audio Headphones: $40
I can also make a balanced an unbalanced adapter for that cable for $20 with the same wire and look. If you have any questions let me know!

I genuinely cannot stop thinking about the guy (23) that I (F23) met in my trip in Asia. I’m originally from Europe and it has always been my dream to visit Asia which happened. I stayed in a shared house and met amazing people. Just beware, this is going to be a long story. In a share house it is just common for people to come and go including me, I was staying for 3 months and I am planning to come back and stay even longer. I always just work back home travel around and then come back home again to work since the euro currency is strong.
One month in my trip, someone new joined and we were all excited. From the profile picture that we saw when he got added to the group we already assumed he was an out-going person. When we saw him in person he was to be honest really cute. Fast forward we later found out he had a gf and we totally respected that and I got along pretty well with his gf she’s a sweetheart and we have a lot in common. She had to leave however due to visa and after three days she left the country. So it was LDR for those two.
However, I still respected their relationship and we just talked. That’s how we kind of found out we were really alike and we liked the same things and humour was also similar. I was genuinely excited to have met someone who could match my level in terms of being active etc. We would go on evening walks together, go out and dine at restaurants, shop together etc.
Or when I was just feeling down he would talk to me and ask what was going on and stayed up until late at night. I think the latest was like until 4 AM. He would sometimes cook as he knew I liked miso soup he would scoop a bowl for me just things like that. Or I would watch a show and it would be our show since he would randomly join mid-way.
Naturally I started to question myself, am I just excited to have met someone that is just really likeable or is this some other feeling that I have?
I also started to notice that he would rarely mention his girlfriend, only when the other people in the sharehouse would question about her. I sometimes also brought her up just in case that he would not cross the line.
I eventually had to leave, but I promise everyone to come back and he worked from the lounge so that he could wave me goodbye and spend the last time together. After I left he would still text me and also just in a GC of me another girl and I because we would play wordle daily.
He then texted me that he needed help and that he was doubting his relationship with his girlfriend. He showed me their conversation and how she was talking about it would not work out because of different lifestyles. I gave him advice and told them that they should work it out via call or in person since she would return back to the sharehouse in two weeks and he agreed. I got the update that they rekindled and that made me happy but also lonely.
Was I feeling lonely because I felt like I wanted what they have, a relationship?
Because during this all I was also talking to another guy and I would go to him for advice. He did tell me that I should drop the guy and that he didn’t deserve me etc. However I took it as a sign that he was really an asshole because the guy turned out to be an asshole.
I’m just really confused. I deactivated all my social media platforms because I feel super distracted not only because of this however it does play a factor. I really hope he does not read this however he does have Reddit I think. So if you do see this I’m sorry.
I genuinely do not want to do the wrong thing.

Basically after work I was planning on going to get a new phone I asked before we went do you wanna come or nah? and he said yeah I'll come, so we go and the girl had to write out my whole contract and call customer support service and I felt so bad and it took about 2 hours, anyways I thought to myself good things come to patient people, it also wasn't her fault because her supervisor left her alone and she was apologizing the whole time but really I don't mind waiting, however he started to get annoyed, I went to ask him what was wrong because he looked pissed and he was like WELL I'd like to be at home sitting down and playing video games right now, which I can understand it's taking forever however it's no one's fault, I told him he could leave if he didn't wanna stick around especially if he wanted to go home n relax and he raised his voice and said "why do you take that as a personal attack" when I literally didn't I was just saying you can go home so you don't gotta wait, and he was the one who said he wanted to come with me, and he called the girl who was doing my phone stuff stupid and that mad me upset. Anyways she called me over because she finished the phone stuff and she was saying she's really sorry about making HIM wait, yep she heard what he said, and asked if it was okay that I set my phone up on my own because she felt terrible, at this point I'm pissed because I felt bad for the girl I understand it was annoying having to wait 2 hours for a phone but when he got his phone I waited a good hour and half with him, why can't he reciprocate that towards me. we got home and I told him work on your patience because that scene you caused was not ok, and that when he got his phone I waited with him, and hes like oh so you're saying I owe you something and I'm like no but you deadass said you wanted to come with then he said i didn't come with you because i wanted too. like ouch? I kinda know how he feels now, but keep in mind we never go out anywhere this was the first time in like 2 months we went into a public space together. it just sucks I feel like a inconvenience, and when I told him to work on his patience he was like why would I have to do that and I said for us and he was like well I don't have a problem with it so it's you with the problem, I'm just so upset right now. sorry I just had to get this off my chest.

Hi everybody,
I’m having some problems and don’t know how to deal. They aren’t major problems but I can’t seem to process. I am in my late twenties.
Financially, i’m doing great. I’m relatively young but I am in the top 5% earners. I have saved up 100K at 28 years old and have a dividend income each year of 2K. I also did this myself without help. The downside is, i try to save everything to become financially independent as early as possible. For the last 2 years, i did nothing except work. I didn’t go to parties. I never joined at lunches with my friends. I even biked home (40 miles) each week to save petrol costs. I bought nothing for myself. I work 60 hours in the week and during the weekend i work 12 hour shifts at restaurants
8 months ago, my girlfriend left me after 3 years. This hit me hard. I still don’t know why. I tried to give her everything. Since, i feel completely worthless. I am afraid to commit again.
I am not eating well. After the break-up, my focus was to become more attractive by working out and losing weight. I lost 8 pounds and ran 2 Marathons. But i was/am not eating healthy. I eat in the hospital to save costs. I occasionally vomit after binge eating. This is completely new for me but i feel like i deserve this.
I have a fantastic family and a bunch of friends, but in the last 6 months i barely saw anyone.
Professionally, i am not happy. I have a job, that pays great. It took a lot of energy to get where i am today. But after 7 years of study and training, i can’t just switch to something else. Most people wouldnt understand.
I have received help, but can’t seem to find purpose in life. It all seems so pointless, i just want to get out

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Im going to try to make this short, I meet my ex about 4 years ago we worked together for about a year before we started dating, (we dated for 3 years) right off the bat I felt something was not right about our relationship, like the vibe was off ? But i ignored it because i really liked him. I wasn't feeling like a girlfriend to him like I should have been, and when I would try to express my feelings he would get pissy about it, looking back very childish. Now I'm not saying he wasn't nice to me becausehe was for the most part, Or if I asked him for something that I absolutely needed he would have gotten it for me. But we also worked together and I'm aware that's a lot time together and for him that was "our time together" he didn't want to do anything after work, ever, absolutely nothing, just the weekends if his son was away for one of those days because he wanted laid, He didn't want to come over & watch a movie or come over for dinner because he always said he needed to go home to his son and help him with homework, but honestly half the time it was always done because his grandparents would him, or just be with his son in general or helping other people with lawns when it was nice out & I have 2 daughters so I'm well aware children come first, but there was absolutely no balance between his son or me when it came to my ex, we didn't even do anything on our anniversaries because we worked, or he would ALWAYS use the excuse of I was always working, even if I was working there was absolutely no creativity on his end when i got off work when he had his days off, like I did for him when I was off.
We lived separate for about a year and a half and we decided to move in together thinking that would have made a difference and I left my job to save our relationship and started a new one. But moving in did absolutely the opposite, I felt more like a roommate than anything else, we still didn't do anything together with kids or alone, once in while we would watch a movie because he wanted laid and honestly half the time I wouldn't give to him because I was beginning to be very unattracted to him because I was starting to feel like crap when I was around him. When we first moved in together i tried if I was off to clean the house (because it needed clean and honestly no one cared how they lived which was highly gross to me) cook dinner for him and the kids, but when I worked I didn't ever come home to anything but him and his son screaming at each other playing video games or my boyfriend in bed because he worked early shift, I usually worked 10am-6pm or sometimes morning shift, After awhile I started feeling things were REALLY off and my trust was starting to faid very quickly and yes i tried to talk to him like a adult and he said he had nothing to hide, I dropped it, even though my gut was saying otherwise because i wasn't being treated like a girlfriend that i deserved to be. Well about 2 months later his phone kept ringing and ringing and ringing and just kept going off so yes I picked up & the call was his mother off a new number I felt bad but then his notifications went off right before I put it down, emails for pornhub, and other porn sites, his search history was absolutely NOTHING but that, he had abulms in his gallery of our co workers in the facility that we both worked at, he had been following 100+ females on very social media page he had included those co-workers, and loving every females photos online (i didnt have to go threw his phone for that part, I seen that before) and even trying to hook up with a few, but none of them budged or really replied as I gathered, at that point I was completely done because that's beyond creepy to me and im well aware boys will be boys but thats extreme to me, I told him that i wanted to leave him and he made me feel bad for wanting to leave him, and he told me that it wasn't going to happen again and he would delete everything. I didn't believe him and sounds shitty but I also needed a place for my 2 daughters to live until I could find something else and (believe me i was trying to get out as fast as I could) so I lied & said "okay", I felt like I was being used because he just wanted to tile of having a girlfriend and absolutely not putting in any effort towards me and just wanting laid & I felt absolutely fucking stupid to let him and I feel for the words with no actions.
A couple months later I ended up putting in a offer to a house and got it. In that time of me getting my house and getting my ducks in row to leave him, and i didnt tell him yet that's when he really started to try to work things out and started to want to take me places, cook for me have alone time with me and even bought me a ring, I didn't except it because why would i ? And he didnt understand why i didn't want it, at this point I was with him for 3 years, I was completely over it, I was over everything. I wasn't asking him to give me the world I was just asking to be treated like a girlfriend! Having those images in my head told me everything about him, and me not feeling loved or cared for like I should have been i told I was moving and I told him I was done and explained why and that was more than a fight and he told me it was just an excuse to leave him and all I did was work, I moved out the next day while he was at work.
Two months later now, he's been sending me apologie letters to my house, texting & calling my phone from differnt numbers and even to my mom, he's even sent me 2 gifts to my house thinking thats going to get me back, but at the same time ive heard hes trying to move on & heard hes with someone but its a fake profile? I told him I would press charges if it doesn't stop, part of me in a way I feel bad for leaving him the way I did and kindof wanted to be acquaintances with him and then part of doesn't, I don't know if it's even worth feeling this way and if I did the right thing.

tl;dr I bought Sterling Ray35 bass and I am dissapointed with quality control compared to my other less expensive basses. What are your experiences with this brand? Should I try getting replacement and hope for better quality?
Long version: I bought my first bass from my friend for 100$ (I believe it originally was bought for around 200$), 4 string, PJ pickups, "Santander" brand (I have no idea what model it is). Nothing very special. Setup needed to be done, but besides that everything looked fine for a newbie. I still have this bass and I can see now that there is maybe a little too much space between neck and body where it connects, and bridge is not alligned perfectly with neck (G string is closer to edge of neck than E string).
About 6 years passed, I finished university, and I started working in my profession and had some money to try something new. I went to music store, played some basses I found on internet , didn't really like any of them, and then music store employee recommended me to try Yamaha BB434 (4 string, PJ pickups). I fell in love with it at first sight. It felt great to play, and looked very sexy. I bought it for 500$, and I have been very happy with it for last 6 years.
Recently I decided that I would like to buy new bass, but this time with humbucker(s), five string, and active electronics. I did some research on internet, found 3 basses that I wanted to try (Yamaha TRBX 605, Fender Meteora bass (4 string, but it does look very sexy, isn't it?), and Sterling Ray35 H VSB). I didn't like meteora at all. Yamaha was ok, but I expected it to be better I fell in love (again) with Sterling sound
Then I started wondering if maybe I should go with used Musicman Stringray 5 H. I found offer with perfect color but not so perfect price. New sterling bass was a little bit more than half the price, and was just as sexy as used musicman. I found great comparison between sound of sterling and musicman and I couldn't hear any difference, so it was logical for me to go with Sterling. The only argument for buying musicman was that I could resell it in future for probably similar price, but I don't plan to sell any of my basses, I become attached to them very quickly.
So I bought Sterling RAY35-PSK-R2 for 1400$. It arrived yesterday. I was working home office, but I couldn't wait to open it so I did, and the bass looked gorgeous, much better than on photos. But then I started to notice some little "issues".
- Neck joint is not looking like it should look. Looking from behind, neck part that should be fully covered by body (the part where the screws are) is not covered fully. It is because body has bad angle where the joint is (it should be 90 degree angle, and it is maybe 91, 92). - It looks like frets have been installed without much care, on right side of neck fret cracks(?) look bad. On left side it looks perfect, no issues there.
I checked if my other basses had some similar issues, but on my Santander those cracks look fine, and on Yamaha they look perfect.
I made a complaint with pictures attached to the music store I bought it in, I wait for their response. I would like to get replacement, but I am affraid that Sterling quality control is just not on point.
What do you guys think? I feel like bass for that price shouldn't have issues like that, but maybe I was just very lucky with my 2 previous basses.

Bright Boy
Re: OncoJock post# 600279
Saturday, June 10, 2023 4:59:32 PM
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ONCO:I know who you are! I know you are a Harvard grad from way back AND I know you are bought and paid for, Kinda like a "Soiled Dove" !! For the benefit of the suffering cancer patients who desperately need the DCVax-L Cell Based Platform Technology, please take your rantings to "Speaker's Corner in Hyde Park London, UK, crawl up on your soap box and see how long you last!!! If the mob doesn't tear you apart, it's only because you managed to begin your rant at a time allocated for the "lunatic fringe" !!!!
Do yourself a favor and put your debate textbook back in the box and take it back to the bookstore and when they ask you why you are returning the book, tell them that you are too f......ng stupid to own a book"!!!
Cheers,
BB
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📷OncoJock :Au contraire, when the MIA was awarded on 3/20/23, the train left the station. That predestined MAA approval , which should arrive about 8/1/23. Everybody knew that the MAA award would precipitate 2 partnerships , and bids for NWBO by 5 of the biggest CI players. Net, net, NWBO change of control 30 daus after the MAA award. But the Bosch MOA Bomb on 6/3/23 increases the bids to 10 within 30 days of the MAA award.Why? Because the big boys know the MOA Bosch described will revolutionize medicine. And it is moated by patents, proprietary manufacturing technology, and knowhow. Bright BoyRe: Lykiri post# 600189Saturday, June 10, 2023 10:48:29 AMPost# of 600340 GoSo bottom line, DCVax-L Cell Based Platform Technology is a developed process that allows medical science to Direct The Immune System in a general application for all diseases. It improves all existing treatments used in healthcare as we know it!!! In very simple terms, it is the APPLE of modern healthcare treatments!!! Cheers, BB Bright BoyRe: Lykiri post# 600189Saturday, June 10, 2023 10:48:29 AMPost# of 600341 GoSo bottom line, DCVax-L Cell Based Platform Technology is a developed process that allows medical science to Direct The Immune System in a general application for all diseases. It improves all existing treatments used in healthcare as we know it!!! In very simple terms, it is the APPLE of modern healthcare treatments!!! Cheers, BBRe: ae kusterer post# 600271 Saturday, June 10, 2023 12:48:17 PM Post# 600279 of 600333 Can we all please calm down? The people who are making the most noise about this broad mechanism of action presented at ASCO are the people who are most heavily invested in it, or those who stand to gain from others becoming more heavily invested. The presentation by Marnix Bosch at ASCO was NOT a scientific presentation, despite the venue. It was a highly technical commercial/promotional presentation made during the industry expert theater portion of the meeting, when ASCO essentially sells the stage to whomever wishes to pay the going price for the exposure. The presentation was not peer-reviewed and it was highly biased in favor of the presenter's commercial interest. Therefore, statements about murcidencel's mechanism of action will not have the credibility needed to truly become part of the medical literature, and prescription of murcidencel will not become routine clinical practice in even a single tumor type, much less multiple tumor types, much less other disease states, unless and until the data have been peer-reviewed and vetted by others and perhaps replicated by other scientists. We make ourselves look bad when we get all excited about a grand slam home run to win the pennant when we haven't even succeeded in getting on base in the first inning of the series. FIRST THINGS FIRST. Speaking for myself, I might begin to get a bit more excited after DCVax-L has won approval for a single indication (nd or rGBM) by MHRA, and a little more excited after it has received an indication from the FDA, or EMA, or Health Canada. Those milestones seem a long way off right now, based on current evidence (as opposed to current wishful thinking and speculation). -- OJ ae kusterer Re: None Saturday, June 10, 2023 4:04:19 PM Post# 600328 of 600336 ae kusterer Re: None Saturday, June 10, 2023 12:22:22 PM Post# 600271 of 600326 Prior to Marnix Bosch's ( CTO-NWBO) 6/3/23 ASCO presentation(lecture and slides) AVC (alphavestcapital.com) pointed out that the LIAU-UCLA-SPORE combination trial data showed that all CIs (checkpoint inhibitors) are more efficacious when dosed in combination with DCVax-L, and that some CIs do not work at all without DC VAX L. MRK's Keytruda( a CI with $21 billion in '22 revenues) is a good example. Keytruda as a mono therapy proved in five clinical trials that it did not increase efficacy, compared to SOC, in GBM. But when dosed in combination with DC VAX L , there was impressive efficacy . https://trp.cancer.gov/spores/abstracts/ucla_brain.htm But on 6/3/23 at ASCO, Marnix Bosch presented data showing that DC VAX L is a process that can direct the immune system response to targets in all diseases, not just all solid tumor cancers. From conversations with our associates in Big Biotech and Pharma , they are shocked because they do not know how to do what NWBO has done .They know their portfolio of drugs will perform better when dosed with DC VAX L . Their attempts to replicate the manufacturing of DC VAX L have come up short . Plus they do not know how to get around the patent moat. They are left with attempting to buy NWBO, or invest in partnerships which will license them the rights to have access to the DC VAX L technology. What strategic moves are afoot? https://nwbio.com/wp-content/uploads/NWBT_ASCO_slides_06032023_FINAL.pdf "Dr. Bosch: „If you use a lysate from another tumor you get new antigens that are more appropriate to that particular tumor.“ AGNOSTIC= "A type of therapy that uses drugs or other substances to treat cancer based on the cancer’s genetic and molecular features without regard to the cancer type or where the cancer started in the body. Tissue-agnostic therapy uses the same drug to treat all cancer types that have the genetic mutation (change) or biomarker that is targeted by the drug. It is a type of targeted therapy. Also called tumor-agnostic therapy."

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I am looking for some solutions & recommendations from awesome k8s community to install ingress nginx controller helm chart from internal git repo via ArgoCD. Version identified as per K8s version of EKS- https://github.com/kubernetes/ingress-nginx (helm chart 4.5.0)
Should I first download the helm chart to internal git repos- using helm pull or helm fetch? Do you think I need to make any changes in any template files?
I also need to provide override values.yaml as I guess there is no point in updating the original values.yaml (as it's pretty big file)l. Please correct. But how can I provide original & override yaml in ArgoCD app configuration to instal ingress nginx?
Also, what happens when I need to upgrade the version to 4.7.0? The helm chart comes with many labels including helm.sh/chart & app.kubernetes.io/version and I believe I need to download new helm chart first in my repo but not sure how upgrade will work via argocd.

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Memory transcription subject: Tevri, Venlil Romanticist
Date [standardized human time]: August 11, 2137
With eyes still closed, I stretched my legs and arms, paws pushing up against the inside of my sleeping bag. A sigh of contentment escaped my mouth.
I let the world in—light falling down in shafts that struck my still-waking eyes. No trees were around to provide cover from the rising sun that hung low in the east. The sounds of life surrounded me, occasionally being broken up by particularly strong gusts as well as a hint of something else.
My head turned to that hint, who still slept somewhat soundly off to my side. Last night Jack had set up his own sleeping bag less than an arm’s length from my own, citing our lack of a fire as the reason to gather closer to each other.
He tossed and turned, occasionally, muttering incoherently. At least he’s found some rest. After carrying me for over half of yesterday, he had certainly earned it.
It was actually quite surprising how well he had managed it all. His slim build compared to other humans that I had seen was betrayed by a hidden strength and incredible endurance. I suppose millions of years of evolution tends to allow such a thing.
Some part of me still felt bitter about what he had done the night prior to our last, but it was clear to me that his apology was sincere. I gave a quiet snort. He probably wouldn’t have carried you on your shoulders if he wasn’t at least somewhat sorry.
The covers of my too-big bag were thrown off and I sat up, holding my knocked knees with my paws.
Rocky rolling hills with low-grown shoots of grass lightly waved towards me. The nearby mountain range looked down upon us with its well-kept snow despite the summer season. Even three days of standing beneath them didn’t eliminate their wondrously looming presence.
I reached over to my nearby pack and grabbed my pen and journal. I clung to every thought that passed its way through my mind, marking them down the old fashioned way. There was something special about writing my feelings down on something physical rather than some pad or computer. It felt real in comparison to the alternative.
It was incredible to me how one of, if not the most dangerous planet to be found within known space was simultaneously one of the most fantastically beautiful worlds I ever had the pleasure of setting foot on. What a travesty it would have been had the federation actually managed to glass the biosphere. Ironically it had been the Arxur that prevented such a disastrous outcome. Those same savages had…
“Gah!”
Jack shot upright from where he had lain. He heaved harsh breaths, chest rising and falling as though he had just sprinted up the incline of a hill. I looked on with alarm, but didn’t think to disrupt the startled man. His eyes stared down at the dirt in front of him as he hung his hands between his legs.
“You okay?” I asked. He whipped to look at me like he had forgotten I was there. Slowly, he turned back to face the dirt. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine.” He took a curt sniff and ran his hands across his face as he took a deep sigh.
He was lying.
The restless sleep, the violent rise into consciousness, the obvious distress within those wild eyes—all signs of nightmares. It had been years now since I last worried about such things, but I knew all too well how difficult they were to deal with.
A thought, as intrusive as it was unwelcome, pushed its way through the crowded thoughts of my mind, forcing my heart to skip a beat. What would be enough to scare a predator—human—to scare a human within their dreams? Instantly, I shoved it back from wherever it had come. He needs you right now, just like how you needed her.
I gently crawled over to the distraught man and set a paw on an arm while he leaned forward. At my touch, he turned his head towards me, staring with those forward-facing eyes. “Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked.
A slight snarl of a smile crossed his face, but no answer came. Jack stood up and stretched his arms outward, leaning back and forth.
“C’mon, let's pack up and head out. S’always good to start out early.” He extended a hand down to me where I sat still. How could he just brush something so terrifying off so easily? My tail flicked absently I guess they always have been a rather resilient species. Why should they be any different mentally? I relented to his proposal, grabbing his hand and allowing him to pull me upright.
Breakfast—much like last night’s meal—consisted of dry pre-prepped rations. Without surrounding trees from which drywood could be scavenged, we were left fireless. The ‘breakfast bars’ as Jack called them were a sufficient substitute for warm food. Every meal with the human increased my interest in the cuisine of his species. I hadn’t imagined it would all be so wonderfully varied and delicious.
The bar itself was chewy, made of oats, filled with dried fruits and sweetened by sugar. Each bite gave a satisfying crunch as my taste buds reveled in the impeccably delightful taste.
After hydrating and filling ourselves with calories, we set off once more on the trail.
This time, I was actually able to walk properly, though less than an hour after we departed, I was left wishing that Jack could scare me sleepless again—that way I could guilt him into carrying me.
While we continued, I walked without thinking much about the placement of my paws. I worried for my human friend. His mind was clearly plagued by something terrible, but the answer of what continued to evade me. The only lead I had were my own experiences, and in chasing that lead, my mind wandered back to the past.
As I was dragged from our home without protest, Devra lambasted our parents. Velnik cowered to the side as he watched the ordeal, helpless with widened eyes. Dad practically had to peel my sister away from mom as I was shoved into our vehicle. The echo of her shouts faded away.
It was the first time my parents admitted me for predator disease screenings.
An iron grip held my hand and led me forward through the stark featureless halls of the facility. A glance over my shoulder revealed my parents walking along. They dared not to risk a look in my direction. Tears welled at the edge of my eyes as the echoes of distant screams shocked my ears and flooded my brain with fear-chemicals.
My tail wrapped around my body and my ears bent towards the ground. Why did they want to throw me in here with the monsters? All I did was explore.
The facility worker threw me in a chair within a purely white room other than the single large black wall. From the ceiling hung a projector that faced one of the three white surfaces. After the worker left, my eyes floated through the room, narrowing at a sight that practically screamed of its existence. Dark lines were scrawled into the furthest corner of the sterile chamber.
I didn’t have the time to think about its implications when the screen clicked on and the lights dimmed, enhancing the image before me.
The metal chair fell backward with me in it, creating a resounding clang that bounded back and forth across the walls.
My hands slipped and slid across the slick floor, carrying my body backwards. This scramble led the wall to smash against my back. Without a thought, my claws joined the countless other marks of those who had come before me.
A towering, onyx-shaded visage of the malevolent beast prowled beyond the edge of my vision, obscured by tears of terror that practically blinded me. The blood-orange eyes glowed greedily and its mouth was stuck in a perpetual snarl. Viscera of a horrifically familiar color dribbled down its chin from where the meat was in the Arxur’s razor-sharp teeth.
With a click, the sanguine show moved forward to yet another horrific display. Another click. Another. One more. Click. Click. Click. Silence.
My eyes were as raw as my bloodied paws. Their scraping and scrabbling joined me with the other souls who had faced this same experience. When the lights flicked on and the worker came back to collect me, I curled up trying and failing to back away. She stood me up, patting me down before pulling me from the room. Everything was a collective white blur, compressed into a single moment of unfocused voices until I heard the vehicle’s door slam.
The ride home was silent as I leaned my head against the padded surface of my seat. Shallow breaths rose and fell from my chest while Mom and Dad stared ahead. They hadn’t looked at me once since we left the facility—or even talked to me—since we left the facility.
Among the many questions I had, one clung to the surface of my mind before being swallowed by its sea of screams. Why?
When at last we arrived at home, I barely even noticed. Only when the door to the passenger cabin flung open did I somewhat rise from my stupor. A sudden surprise wrapped around me and pulled me from the car, dragging away from my supposed guardians.
In an instant, I was rushed to my room and placed upon the familiar comfort of my bed before being coated by two layers of warmth; one was the plush cloth of a blanket and the other the fluffy warmth of my sister’s fur. “It’s ok, Tev. You’re home. You’re safe.” My empty eyes had no tears left to give, so Devra lent me hers.
You’re home. You’re safe.
“Tev? Tevri?”
My repeated name yanked me from the memory. Ugh, I’ve got to stop wandering off like that.
“You in there sheep?”
With a grumble, I responded. “I told you to stop calling me that.”
Jack uttered a mischievous chuckle. “C’mon, let's get over this next hill then break for lunch. Sure seems you could use a rest.” Despite it going unnoticed moments prior, I now felt my heart pumping hard and each breath heaved just as harshly. A short break will probably do me some good.
Together, we crested the hilltop and sat down both our packs and ourselves. I greedily lapped up water from my bottle while the man beside me calmly took several swigs from his own canteen. The food he grabbed was a pair of packaged items that he called ‘pasta salad.’
The small noodles were coated in a layer of creamy sauce and mixed with a variety of colorful vegetables that I didn’t recognize, but just like everything else cooked up by these humans, it was delicious. The sweet, creamy sauce contrasted nicely with the savory taste of the noodles and the soft texture of the pasta paired with the lovely crunch of the vegetables made for a wonderful meal.
As I munched on my food, the wind lazily played with my tail. My heart drummed onward, steadying into an agreeable rhythm before finally, my breathing leveled out.
A field of purple flowers greeted us, climbing and falling with the rolling land. Down below us was the river we had loosely followed, bordered by nondescript bunches of shrubbery. Rapid white waters splashed up and against rocks, breaking the flow and sending up spray.
When together we finished our food, we sat there, enjoying the world around us. “So, Tevri,” as Jack spoke, I met his forward eyes, “we’ve been out here for two days now and I still know next to nothing about you. Why don’t you tell me a bit more ‘bout yourself.”
The sudden question caught me by surprise, but I tried my best to answer anyway. “There isn’t much to tell. I write stories and poetry about the nature of worlds I’ve visited.”
“Well, you must be one hell of a writer to throw around money like you do.”
At the compliment, I felt a rush of warmth to my face. “I—”
Jack’s calm demeanor became one of surprise in an instant. “Is your face ‘sposed to do that?” A pair of my paws clapped to my face, trying and failing to hide the spreading orange.
“Y-yes!” I squeaked. “It’s p-perfectly fine.”
“Huh, right.” He didn’t sound convinced in the slightest. “Well, uh, what about your family? You’ve met mine already, why don’t you tell me about yours?”
Just as the orange began to fade away, a shroud of mist met my eyes and my voice sunk with my ears. “I’d rather not.” The whiplash of jumping from a sense of contentment, to embarrassment, to sad longing was jarring to say the least.
“Ah.” He held his silence for a moment, allowing the blowing breeze and the distant rush of water to fill the space between.
“I’m sorry.”
“S-sorry? Sorry for what?”
Jack gave a huff. “You know it's funny really. You Venlil, us Humans. I never really saw it before, but even just a few days around you, it’s shown me just how similar our people really are.”
Again, wind and water.
“If it means anything, I’ve felt your loss.”
What?! How does he know? How could he possibly know?
He must have picked up my confusion before he responded. “After the battle of Earth I got used to hearing that answer of yours.”
Oh.
Jack rose, swinging his pack around his shoulders. “C’mon sheep, sun’s not getting any higher. Let's get going.”
“YOU—!” The dour mood was immediately washed away by my guide’s hearty laughter. Again with the emotional whiplash.
It was amazing how easily he managed to do that. Try as I might, I couldn’t stay mad at him. As I shook my head, I followed my guide’s motions and grabbed my bag to join him.
For a while we walked quietly, but once again, Jack tried to strike up a conversation. “So, you mentioned you’ve visited other worlds. What were they like?”
I gave the human equivalent of a shrug with my tail. “Some were better than others, but for the most part, they were quite beautiful.”
“You have any favorites?”
My ears perked up. “Oh yes! The sky cities of Nishtal were incredible. Dwelling among the clouds, it was a rather uplifting experience.” Jack groaned with a smile still on his face.
“That might be one of the worst puns I’ve ever heard.” In response, I simply chuckled.
“Nishtal, huh?” The smile on his face faded. “That’s the world of feathered sacks-of-shit, right?”
“What? The Krakotl? Don’t be dense now, they aren’t all that bad.”
Jack scoffed. “That’s easy for you to say. They didn’t try to wipe the Venlil from existence.”
“If they succeeded during the battle of earth, they very well could have. Not that it matters anymore. Nishtal’s skies are clouded by the ash of their once-lush swamps and their cities have been plucked from the skies. Their world died.”
Jack gave a gruff grunt. “What goes around comes around I guess.”
I was genuinely shocked at what I heard. The anger that began to bubble within me was not the same lighthearted stuff from earlier. “How can you say something like that?”
“They brought it upon themselves,” he barked.
“That bastard Kalsim was the one who brought destruction to his people and you know it. Billions of Krakotl were killed or captured by betterment. Can you honestly tell me, or even yourself, that any species deserves such a fate?”
Silence.
“No. No I guess I can’t” Mentally, I gave a sigh of relief.
With my tail, I gave him a gentle flick. “The Krakotl are functionally endangered now, you know? They may have killed a billion humans, but for each life taken, tens of their own were paid.”
My voice began to choke. “I had—have—friends among the Krakotl. If you think that the mourning you humans experienced was harsh, I just want you to think; how would you feel if less than a percent of your people survived death or capture”
These words of mine were followed by an air of silence. I wasn’t sure what it was exactly, but something I had said clearly struck a chord with the man. Unlike me, Jack seemed to ground himself in reality, but for the first time since I met him, his distant unfocused eyes made it clear enough that his mind was elsewhere.
The remainder of the day flew by beneath this same blanket of silence.
We passed from the wide grassy knolls into a sparse forest that was more brush than tree. The trail led beneath their branches and through the tall shrubbery, rarely veering one way or the other.
When we eventually stopped to make camp for the evening, the sun was still slightly above the horizon. The campsite was similar to the one we had stopped at on our first day. An old steel fire-pit was set in the middle and a steel food container lay to the side.
Even as we set up, the cold quiet remained.
Progress was slow. Jack usually did the majority of the work, but tonight, his movements were taken with less purpose than I was used to. More than once, his hands fumbled, dropping something only for him to robotically reach down and pick it up again.
Once he did finally unpack his belongings, he left to find wood for the fire. At least this time, I found myself less frightened than when he had last done so. The deafening silence of my thoughts was more disconcerting than the idea of any hunters prowling nearby.
Whatever I had said, it didn’t just strike a chord. No, this had shaken him. Not even those nightmares of his had affected him this deeply.
In much the same way that I hadn’t wanted to talk about my own family, it was clear that whatever this was, he had no desire to elaborate further. I did find it odd however that only after mentioning the near-annihilation of the Krakotl did he seem to change. Perhaps it had to do with whoever he had lost? If this was the case, then I couldn’t fully blame him for his hatred towards the Krakotl. Grief is a powerful accelerant for the fires of rage.
On the other paw, my poor heart broke for the poor avians. So many lost. So few left. When the news had arrived back on Venlil prime, I devoted every moment possible to comforting my grieving friends; to Dualo, Oqui, Icatl and Haiula.
For some though, the grief of their new reality was too strong. Several of my dear friends had been unable to overcome that grief. My ears fell and my head bowed. If nobody else would remember them, I would ensure I never forgot them. They deserved that much.
Despite the clouds looming over my mind, my ears perked up at the sound of footfalls and I turned to see a bundle beneath Jack’s arms. Minutes later, a brilliant blaze burned before us.
It felt good to have a fire again. The protective warmth felt like a familiar embrace. From my pack, I grabbed the same blanket my guide had lent me the day before and wrapped it across my body.
While I found myself shrouded in comfort, Jack prepared our food above the pit. It was yet another warm meal of packaged food. The smell of spice wafted up to the tips of my taste buds as he stirred it about with a metal ladle.
The clink of utensils against our metal bowls rose above the crackling flames. Their sun still peeked out from behind the trees, though soon enough, it fell and with it, came the night’s chill.
Countless stars that you simply didn’t get to see on Venlil Prime appeared in the night sky. A glance told me that I wasn’t the only one impressed by their appearance. My wide field of vision managed to capture nearly the entire sky. I wonder, which of those stars is home?
A gust of wind blew by sending shivers down my spine. The effect of the Wendigo’s story hadn’t been completely lost on me, but the terror it inspired had at least died down to a manageable amount. Staying near to Jack certainly helped.
Speaking of him, I’d had enough of this silence.
“Hey Jack, how would you like to hear a campfire story?” I asked, tossing aside the quiet that had covered.
“Hmph. A promise is a promise. Didn’t really have a fire last night to tell a story ‘round did we. Guess it’s only fair to give you a chance.”
My tail gave a flick of excitement at his agreeance. “I must warn you, this is a bit less of a story and more of a poem. It’s one of the last few that I wrote before my travels across the Federation ended. It isn’t quite as long of a tale as that Wendigo story you told me, but it means a lot to me.
Jack gave a thoughtful nod. “Very well, I call this poem ‘The Wandrer’s Curse.’”
“Across the stars we wandrers go,
not caring much for threat or foes,
The skies we see are not our own,
But from them wonder’s always shown.
From Nishtal’s clear and crystal skies,
To Fahl where golden deserts lie,
And ‘cross the cradle’s fruitful lands,
Our own horizons do expand.
It is amidst these very sights,
That we the wandrers oft delight,
For friends we seek and friends we find,
Across the worlds of species kind.
Thru mountains, oceans and the woods,
Where those long past once walked and stood,
The wandrers seek to find the past;
A simpler time, no clouds o’er cast.
Despite the friends which we have made,
The clouds above us cast their shade,
Upon the surface of our minds,
And seek our hearts with chains to bind.
It is our lot to flee from pain,
Brought on by smashing, lashing rains.
Til weary broken and undone,
We fall with legs which fail to run.
But such is life—that beautiful thing,
That brings one joy and suff’ring.
So with this final cloudless verse,
Remember thee, the wandrer’s curse.”
At the end of my poem, the crackling fire picked up where my words left off. My eyes raised to the heavens once more and I realized just how wonderful this life was. There was something truly sublime about existing right here during this exact moment; under the stars, surrounded by trees the whistling, beside a warm fire that staved off the cold.
Sharing it with Jack made it that much better.
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Used Custom Built 10 Gallon All Electric Brewing System- 220V 30A Built using guides from https://shop.theelectricbrewery.com
$3,500
Includes: -Custom Built Brew Panel -25 Gallon HLT with stainless steel HERMS coil and 220V heating element -15 Gallon Blichman Boilermaker Mashtun with false bottom -17.5 Gallon Boil Kettle with removeable 220V heating element -110V Chugger Pump -110V March Pump -6 Quick Disconnect Silicon hoses (High temp silicon might need replaced) -50A Spa Disconnect (New)
System built in 2013 and used until I moved in 2018 in my basement all electric brewery. Entire system was packed up and moved but never hooked up at my new house. All you need to do is supply appropriate voltage (220V 30A) to the Spa Disconnect and connect the Panel to the Spa Disconnect to have GFCI protection.
Recommend replacing the high temp silicon hoses and the heating element in the HLT as the base is a little rusty. View the pictures for examples of it being used at my old home. Used this system to make quite a few good beers.
Local pick up, I am willing to drive up to 3 hours from Saint Louis to deliver.

In Tokyo for a few days and thinking of getting a new iPhone as it’s a couple of hundreds cheaper compared to home country. But I’ve seen some old Reddit threads with conflicting information about the loud camera shutter feature. I’ve also asked directly at an Apple Store in Tokyo and the staffs have suggested that I can go to the Apple Store in home country UK to get it “removed”. Some staff have also suggested that iOS 15 and upwards software + the new iPhone’s hardware have geo-location settings, meaning the shutter sound disappears when in a country that does not have a camera shutter legislation.
Any thoughts? Does anyone have any experience?

We are New Yorkers currently in London. We landed yesterday.
Spent today at the London zoo and had a great time. As we were leaving around 5pm, we suddenly notice our 4yo is vomiting while sitting in his stroller. All over himself. Entire contents of his stomach.
We peeled off his clothes and take a taxi home. He threw up three times during the hour long cab ride into a plastic bag. And by three times I mean 3x 5 min of vomiting and dry heaves spaced out about 15 min apart.
We got back to the hotel at 6 and like clockwork he’s had to vomit every 15 minutes for the last 5 hours straight. Each time he vomits a little fluid and then dry heaves for 5 min. No fever. No other symptoms.
He fell asleep a few hours ago but has been moaning in his sleep and continues to get up ever 15-20 min to vomit in the bathroom. He is sleeping now and last threw up about 10 min ago.
A few Qs.

• first, wtf is going on? I’m thinking he may have ingested something but really not sure.
  
• in the states, if you go to urgent care or the ER with a child that’s been vomiting for the last few hours you wait hours to see someone so they can tell you to keep ‘‘em hydrated and see how the next 24 hours goes. Unless you ask for something specific. I would ask for Zofran to ease the vomiting. Can i get that here?
  
• Can i get Zofran otc or do i need an rx? if i can get otc, where? I’m in London by Liverpool and Bishopsgate.
  

I(22f) am going to leave my house with my gf(26f) for my safety. My family is extremely homophobic and i will never be coming back there again. If i stay, my family will stop me from going to college and get me married to a man. They will definitely go to the police once i leave. They have already blocked my bank account and i am currently struggling for being safe. What should i take with me while leaving? What things are important to keep in mind? What can i do to make sure they wont trace me to my new location? (Its just 2 hours away from my home. It will be a temporary place till i find a job and get somewhere else to stay).

I've always been the odd one out in my family as to my interests hobbies views on life ect so I've accepted that separates us a bit but over the years birthday events would happen for siblings but never for me. During lock down I was depressed and anxious working as a key worker with the public everyday long hours and in therapy and on medication did not hear from them once. As a result I went to a&e due to self harm and only then my mum came along because my flatmate called her. I heard nothing from anyone else no words of support or I'm hear for you ect.
Moving on I moved away from them started a new chapter and I'm really happy but seeing them still do these things without me still hurts. I've always tried to be in touch let them know when I'm around take an interest in their lives. But it's not reciprocated to me and I feel so hurt and basically need to find a way to live my life and not let this ruin it for me.
You can't choose your family I get it, but that doesn't stop you from wanting to have someone make the effort to do something nice for you on your birthday like tea and cake at home. Or ask how your doing, what youve been up to ect. I don't know what to do I just needed to get this out of my system I feel so hurt by this and it's been going on for years.

This account will be deleted in the very near future.
Reddit has made some really bad decisions about API, the CEO has outright defamed one of the third party app devs despite there being concrete proof that what he said isn't true, and they're killing old reddit sometime coming up here. I loathe new reddit, turning users into products and I especially abhor liars so once Scams where I moderate is set to private I'll be nuking this account and moving back to Mastodon. It's been real and it's been fun but it's not really fun anymore.
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Find elsewhere to call home. Reddit is not what it once was. I don't recognize what it's becoming and I refuse to continue to participate.

Hi all, so I (F22) have this male friend (M24) that I keep having mixed feelings over. We’ve known each other for a few years because of our families but only started actually becoming friends last summer. As we started getting closer, I started feeling more attracted to him, and honestly there have been times where I felt like there might be at least some attraction from his side too. Both my parents, as well as his sister, have even commented/hinted that our relationship didn’t seem completely platonic to them. But the thing is, we’re just at such different points in our lives. I’m still new to the dating scene and very inexperienced, so I’m open to being more adventurous right now. But he’s had a lot of relationships already (including long term ones) and he’s kinda done with dating and ready to settle down. We’re also just soooo different from each other and have completely different goals in life (e.g. he wants to settle down and live in his home country forever, while I want to get more experience living in different countries). So rationally I know it would never work out, but I can’t help but still hold on to the hope of something happening someday and I keep replaying our memories together again and again in my head until we make new ones (because we live in different places). There’s also not really a way to distance myself from him until I get over these feelings because our families are so close (and not to mention how he’s basically best buds with my parents, since he currently goes to college in my native city while I don’t). Please can someone help me get over these feelings?