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r/Camping

2008.07.18 07:38 r/Camping

A subreddit for campers concerned more about the act of camping and less concerned about hiking long distances or light gear. Primarily for tent/hammock camping. No RV camping here.

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2008.12.31 00:29 Camping and Hiking

For Backpackers who Hike with Camping Gear in their Backpack. Tips, trip reports, back-country gear reviews, safety and news.

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2012.07.21 07:42 chris_cobra Fossil Hunting

/FossilHunting is a community for all of my fellow Fossil Hunters out there who are willing to share pictures/information about their latest fossil hunts, discussing the hobby, and to helping all of those fossil hunting newbies along.

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2023.05.30 23:17 Cyrus_Irish WAP is now a highlight in my relationship

I found out recently that my fiancé lied to me about something that's grounds for breaking up for good. For personal reasons I chose to give her the chance to fix her mistakes. She's been doing a fantastic job. When I had found out about her lie, WAP by Cardi B was playing. So yeah, now every time I think about that moment in the car, I hear Cardi B in the background saying "I want you to park that big Mac truck right in this little garage" and honestly it's so f*cking hard to not laugh hysterically when I think about it. Her and I laugh about it every time I talk about me having anxiety over the situation. Thanks Cardi for making light of my situation with your WAP lol

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2023.05.30 23:12 DirtyDreb Why does UCLA allows cars to drive through campus?

I obviously understand road access for maintenance workeres, delivery trucks, disabled, etc. but why do we allow every car to drive through high-density parts of campus?
There's no reason for the average person to drive through campus. Sight-seeing? Get out of your car and walk. Picking someone up? Have them meet you at a parking structure.
It may not seem like a big deal, but I feel that it is unnecessary danger to pedestrians as well as just being annoying. Maybe just bad luck on my part, but I literally saw some tourist driving a whole ass SUV through Bruin Plaza a few weeks back, and they almost ran me over as they were backing up. Also had to move out of the way for an uber driving to THE FRONT ENTRANCE of Powell Library.
I can't imagine it being too expensive/difficult to have a gate at each entry point that only gives access to people with the proper permits. These are the only years of our lives where we can enjoy a car-free infrastructure in America, but apparently thats asking for too much.

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2023.05.30 23:11 WpsTXjock 24 Young Bi jock in Dallas Fort Worth TX

What’s up! Looking for bros into sports, grilling out, drinking and hanging out. Frat athlete type here.
Be in DFW or TX in general. Prefer in college/recent grad. Be 18-25/30 and DL. Big plus you go to UT A&M TCU SMU TTU OU OkState Ole Miss or UARK

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2023.05.30 23:11 lingguistics Banff & Jasper NP itinerary

Hello everyone! My friend and I will visit Banff & Jasper national park for 8 days (but really 6 full days) end of June thru early July. We will be staying in Lake Louise for the first half and Jasper for the second half.
So far our plan includes: Moraine Lake, Big Beehive & Devil’s Thumb, Cirque Peak, Jasper skytram to Whistlers summit, glacier hike at Athabasca glacier, and Sulphuric Skyline Trail.
Several questions: 1. does this seem feasible for one major hike/activity each day? we are not experienced hikers, but we are relatively fit. 2. we will be renting a Tesla- are EV chargers readily accessible around Lake Louise and Jasper? 3. If anyone has rented Tesla or any other EV, how do you pay to charge?
any tips/suggestions are appreciated! thanks!

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2023.05.30 23:05 For2ANJ 2 Weeks Ending 5.30.23 Media Coverage on Everything Guns in New Jersey

Here is a listing of all the media articles, for the past 2 weeks on anything gun related that related to New Jersey:
Note: Articles on the recent PI ruling have been omitted as covered in separate post (Link at bottom)

Note: Articles on the recent PI ruling have been omitted as covered in separate post here:

https://www.reddit.com/NJGuns/comments/13k6wym/media_meltdown_media_coverage_on_judge_bumbs/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3
Road Rage Incident - Still no proof / reports he had a PTC:

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2023.05.30 23:03 Random_Trinidadian REFUGEES (R.O.E. Saga)

I remember that day .... The day the war between the Pyrian Collective and the Carjan Theocracy finally came to our home system.
Every since the Galactic Community collapsed, my people had been forced to retreat further and further into out own territory. Ceding colonies and star systems to one of the many war lords and micro empires which attempted to fill the void left behind after the collapse.
It was not like we could fight back or even defend these lost areas, my people were not known for our military might after all. Even though we did possess a fairly modern military, we were more known for our precious metals and jewelry makers. And besides, we did not see the need to invest in such a large military anyway. We always had allies who were willing to fight along side us.... But that was when the Galatic Community still existed.
After the Collapse, we found ourselves alone. Our former allies had long since left us and we were forced to fend for ourselves. At first were were able to, as we fought a few skirmishes here and there but nothing major. But as time past, resources soon became stretched and eventually, the Navy almost never left the home systems and the Guardsmen we're almost never deployed. The skirmishes had gradually eaten away at the navy and what remained did not have enough fuel or personnel to be deployed effectively.
But we were able to survive, even as news of the war between Collective and Theocracy began to reach us. But we could not have imagined in our wildest immiginations just how horrific the conflict would become. As we soon bagan to hear about battles that had taken place and the atrocities which had occured as a result.
Planets rendered lifeless, entire star systems being destroyed.... Weapons that could tear apart the very fabric of space.... Worse still, many of these world had actually refused to join either faction. But still found themselves caught in the middle.
Yet despite all this, our government still reassured us that the fighting would never reach out home system and that the Navy and Guardsmen we're still more than able to defend us. To this day, I still wonder if they even believed that...?
I knew my parents didn't, neither did many people within my race. I can still remember my father mother telling me that were were going on a trip. Saying they were going somewhere far away where we could start a new life and where no one could hurt us. In my youth, I could have never imagined just how serious the situation really was, or that we were actually fleeing our home.
It would not be until one cycle after, did my parents tell me the truth. The war had indeed been creeping towards our home system, but the government had not yet called for an evacuation of any kind until it was too late.
Just like many others, our home world of Vol'pina Prime was consumed by fire. As the Collective and the Theocracy fleets clashed, leaving no means for escape for this still trapped on the planet.
Were were now a speices now numbering less that a quarter of a million. Living on less than a dozen freighters and transports, as far as we knew, constantly on the move to say ahead of the conflict. Sometimes stopping at a star system to gather more resources, but never settling planet side. As we were constantly on the run from the war.
Eventually, the Refugee fleet made it all the way to the Human border. But that point, we had not stopped at a star system in almost three standard solar cycles. Many of the ships were now in the verge of over crowding, after a pair of older transports had to be abandoned. They were just too warn out to continue and there was no way to give them the proper repairs they needed.
But for some reasons, I guess out of desperation, the fleet captains decided to reach out to the one faction which had some how managed to remain neutral throughout the war.
It had been centuries since the humans had sealed themselves off from the rest of the Galaxy. But only a few decades since they were last heard from. According to the rumors, they had refused to join either side of the war but it it appeared that the conflict had not touched them. Or at least, not yet.
No one knew just what would happen if contact was made, or if the Humans would even allow us into their space. But I guess the fleet masters were hoping that the generosity this species were known for, had not vanished when the borders were initially closed.
I could remember when the Freighter's captain announced that the Humans had indeed responded and were going to come aboard. I could never forget just how happy my parents were when it was announced, nor could I forget the cheers that came from the rest of the ship.
But most of all, I could remember how I felt when I saw the humans when the came through the air lock. I have to admit, I was rather disappointed when I first saw them. After all the stories my mother and father told me, I expected them to be big and scary. Like they had been forged from the Fires of kili'San, but were casted out for scaring the gods themselves. But they looked rather friendly and quickly began to render aid to those aboard.
Thankfully, the humans did allow us into their space and after a few more weeks, we were settled on a planet deep inside their territory. A planet that was much like our former home was, with thick forest and acres upon acres of open fields that were prime for farming. But there was a catch...
The Humans who had helped us, said that in exchange for the planet, we could not communicate with anyone off world. Which included them as well. Apparently, they were well aware of the war and were afraid that if anyone were to find out they were taking in refugees, then it could lead to a potential crisis if millions began to cross into their space.
Despite some grumblings, our new leaders ultimately agreed to this stipulation and understood just why they were doing it. Before they left, the humans left us a number of items such as farming supplies, construction equipment and other various items. But before they left, they sent one final message....
"Make do with what you have and what we have given to you. When we are ready, we will return." And with that, my people once again found ourselves on our own ....
That was almost 50 cycles ago. Despite some hardships, my people began to thrive once again. The ships which had carried us for so long, were disassembled and used to create our new settlements. Nu'Hyro was still a far cry from what it's name sake had been on Vol'pina Prime, but it more or less became our new home.
We had created a society that mirrored what our civilization had once been, but we tried not to make the same mistakes as before. We were more in tune with nature and rather than subjugate, we learned to co-exist with the environment.
But despite our achievements, the Humans had yet to return with any kind of news. Maybe they did finally get caught up in the war between the Collective and the Theocracy? Or maybe they were helping another species that had come to them for help? I really can not say.
My parents are gone now, long becoming one with the Mother Creator. But we were able to rebuild our lives here on Nu'Hyro. My mother becoming a teacher, while my father becoming of of the first to join the Guardsmen Regiment when they were formed.
I started a family of my own, as I now live on a farm just outside Nu'Hyro with my life mate and our off spring. We have both made lives fir ourselves, but it just so strange to think that their will be entire generations of my people who will never get to see or know the wonders of our old home world.
Maybe one day the humans will return with news that the war was finally over. The Vol'pina Prime was not actually destroyed and there were more survivors we didn't know about. Survivors which had gone into hiding across the Galaxy, as they were not able to reach Human Space. I hope that day comes soon or at the very least, my children are alive when the humans do come back for us.
But until they do, I will wait and look up into the night sky. Hoping that the next shooting star or comet I see is actually a human ship finally returning to us ......

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2023.05.30 22:59 alittledizzy irl backpack stream ideas (hint, george/dream team)

Look. I have way too much time on my hands. But my girlfriend and I definitely spent like half an hour earlier scouting out really cool locations for irl streams that would limit them being in public, fan accessible-spaces. Some of these are a bit outside of Orlando, some can be done in small private groups, some are just paywalled enough to avoid being mobbed.
So for their lurking consideration:

Rage Room Orlando: https://rageroomorlando.org/
Breaking Bad-esque escape room: https://www.escapology.com/en/orlando-i-drive-fl/escape-games/narco
Small group NASA tours:
- https://www.viator.com/tours/Orlando/Kennedy-Space-Center-Small-Group-VIP-Experience/d663-3170P78 (in Orlando)
- https://spacecenter.org/exhibits-and-experiences/nasa-vip-tou (if you go to Houston any time)
Dream Branding warehouses. We got to see a tour through the snapchats but an IRL stream tour would be really cool.
Aquarium
- https://www.cmaquarium.org/ - this is a rescue/rehab/release aquarium so you avoid the ethical backlash of most aquariums.
- https://www.cmaquarium.org/experience/boat-rides-guided-tours/ - eco-boat tours of the above
WonderWorks has a few different things:
- Extreme Weather Zone: https://www.wonderworksonline.com/orlando/the-experience/the-wonderzones/disaster-zone/
- Physical Challenge Zone: https://www.wonderworksonline.com/orlando/the-experience/the-wonderzones/physical-challenge-zone/v
- after hours tickets: https://wonderworksorlando.centeredgeonline.com/retail/item/2927?\_ga=2.122878536.291594955.1685458839-49563717.1685458839
Orlando Tree Trek Adventure Course https://graylineorlando.com/tours/orlando-tree-trek-adventure-park/
Blue Springs State Park: https://www.floridastateparks.org/parks-and-trails/blue-spring-state-park. Can walk around and take a boat ride to see Manatees, pretty north of Orlando and rural so hard for fans to appear
Gatorland Trainer for a Day (two hour program, max five people) https://www.gatorland.com/experiences/trainer-for-a-day/

Anyone else have irl stream ideas for them that wouldn't turn into a meet and greet?

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2023.05.30 22:50 SlinkySlekker Neighbors’ visitors park in front of my home. Problem is, where they are parking is not on the street — we paid to pave over our flower beds, creating a setback from the street for our own additional parking spaces within our property line.

Just curious how others would handle this. My family home is on a private road, in a gated community, for the past 45 years. Very quiet neighborhood where most people have lived for decades. I know I’m very lucky to live where I do, and it’s 100% because of my father’s hard work, proper planning, and buying before the gates went up. We may have actually been the first interracial family here, and growing up, there were only about 15 other kids, at best, out of 100+ homes. In the past 20 years, we’ve become way more integrated (Thankfully. We even have gay couples now, and all!) but the vibe is definitely still Preppy/WASP-Y, mind your manners, be a good neighbor at all costs. We all know how blessed we are to be here & there is low turnover.
We’re in the mountains, don’t have sidewalks or street lamps, lots of bears, mountain lions, bobcats, etc., and everybody keeps themselves to themselves. The privacy of my neighborhood is as much geographical as attitudinal.
The neighborhood was almost destroyed by forest fires a few decades ago, and our house burned down, like every other person here. Because of fires & rock/mud slides, we realized we could be cut off and unable to leave our driveway in the back, in the next emergency. So when we rebuilt, we paid a lot of money to pave over our flower beds out front, which was about 6 feet set back from the road.
People keep parking there, which is odd, considering how little we, as a community, bother each other. If you have a party, you either shuttle guests in, notify your neighbors, or instruct visitors to park on the side of the street that has ZERO houses. Our “neighborhood manners” is to not bother each other, so it’s a BIG difference for us.
It never bothered me, because they’re our “in case of emergency or when the rest of the family visiting” spots. But I’m my mother’s caregiver, and she is s preternaturally territorial. She’s told the neighbors that we don’t want strangers parked in front of our house for hours at a time, especially because they’re literally trespassing on our property. We are the only house with a set-back, and private spaces in front. Anyone parking there can see that they are on our property, because our mailbox still meets the private road.
Recently, crime is creeping closer to our community — never a problem in the past b/c of our relative isolation. When my mother told me that she experiences low level fear and uncertainty to have unknown stranger parking in front of our house, I suddenly got it, and it’s beginning to annoy me also.
What would you do? She’s against “tacky” signs, but last night, I ordered “Private Property: No Parking” 6 x 12 signs I can place close to our curb — if she lets me. I inherited the house, but I’m determined to defer to my mother out of love and respect. She CANNOT abide these parkers, and occasionally will email around asking whose car it is.
I’m staying here after she passes, and I’m kinda stressed about this weird issue the new neighbors are causing. The old neighbors we’ve always known and shared private sensibilities are dying or downsizing. More new people apparently means more boundary testing. I’m a lawyer, and realize I’m 100% within my rights to tow their friends, all day every day, but I’m also a good neighbor who appreciates the introverted sense if community we’ve always had here.
I want it to stop for quite a few reasons, but mainly, I want our boundaries respected. Yes, our spots are next to the road, but legally and visually are not street parking. I’m intense and aggressive by nature (helps w/being a trial attorney), but I love this little oasis of peace and do not want to upset the balance we’ve always had. But it’s starting to piss me off, now, so I’d truly appreciate other perspectives on this.
Edit: It’s not a frequent thing, btw. Happens really only 6-12 times a year. But the agitation & feelings of disrespect/violation (?) it’s starting to cause is something I want to stop. Life is short, but property law is property law. I’m an introvert, despite being confrontational as a lawyer, and the crossing of my/my property boundaries mat flip my bitch switch, which I absolutely do not want.

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2023.05.30 22:49 CaptnRobb Bio-Active Rainforest! Any tips?

This is a home for my future crested or gargoyle gecko—reptile expo coming up in a few weeks so we’ll see! I just wanted to share my bioactive enclosure to see if anyone had advice on ventilation and/or any pest issues/mold I should look out for.
Info:
I built this from an IKEA Detolf cabinet that I sealed with Polyurethane wood sealant, silicone, and Flex Seal. It is about 5’6 tall and a little over 2 ft. wide. The back is made up of expanding foam and sticks sourced from a local park (treated and cleaned) and then I added substrate and moss with silicone. I foamed in three planters for the pothos, scindapsus, and fern.
The bottom has, in order from bottom to top, Leca, screen mesh, Reptisoil and leaf litter. I put in some plants (zz, ficus, snake plants, some others) after I cleaned them and I also released isopods and springtails in the soil.
Questions:
There is no screen on top, but there are gaps between the two sides of the front door about half an inch on each side. They run down the whole cabinet. Is that enough ventilation for the gecko? Will this impact humidity?
Should I be watering my plants as well as spraying down the enclosure? Or is the moisture enough?
Anything else I should add to the enclosure? Any advice or experience you have is appreciated!
This is my first build and my first gecko and it was a big project so any heads up would be super appreciated. Thanks!

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2023.05.30 22:44 Legal-Dealer9588 I (21M) am interested in my coworker (23F)

I work for a retail store and I’ve seen a girl that works in another department that I found pretty. I saw her once inside the store and we had a 5-second stare-down then we smiled and that was that. A few days later I saw her in the parking lot, we had the same stare-down but I ended up say hi and smiling and she did the same (I kinda saw her staring at me first but she didn’t break it when I noticed). That same day I saw her near the pizza stand where I was talking with one of my friends, she came out of nowhere and asked me if I liked her pizza. I panic a lot when Im in the heat of the moment so I just said Im not sure Im about to try it. I know, Stupid.
A few weeks later I was working inside the freezer and she needed stuff from inside, but she couldn’t get it because I was using the Pallet Jack (basically a thing to move pallets around. I brought her stuff where she needed them and left for lunch. When I came back she was done moving her stuff from the pallet into the float (which is a big cart for retail workers to put boxes on) I asked her if she needed help and she said until 2 seconds later she she said she may need help. (Nobody really helps other departments because every department have their own managers, I was just being generous there). I helped her and then went on to do my thing. 20 minutes later I needed the float she was using so I went to her and asked her for it and she said I can take it. However, she followed that by saying “You can have all the floats” in a flirty way. Later on that day I saw her at the door when I was leaving and she asked me if I was leaving and it was still early. I told her I came at 4 and she said get some sleep.
A day later, I saw her again, at the door, this time she saw me carrying a bag with cauliflower and eggplant in it, she asked what it was for and I told her Im from the middle east so Im making middle eastern food, she said she loved the middle east (or middle Eastern I can’t remember ffs) and that was that.
Last Sunday I went on a 15-minute break and I didnt realize she saw me from the window behind me until later on I saw her outside when she was leaving. She approached and asked why Im still outside and if I needed a ride (nobody in my life ever asked me that) i said I don’t leave just yet and I had a little bit left.
Yesterday, nothing major happened I helped her like last time and she did the same but when I was leaving she didn’t say bye or anything even though she saw me.
Today, I found out she wants to transfer to another store in 3-4 months.
My friends think I should ask her out for coffee or something but Im unsure.
Ps; the reason I put (23F?) is because Idk her exact age but I know for sure she’s older than 20. She just looks 23 in my eyes lol.
TLDR: I work at a retail store and I had a few encounters with a girl from another department. We exchanged smiles and greetings, had a conversation about pizza, helped each other with work tasks, and had a brief interaction outside the store. However, the girl mentioned she plans to transfer to another store in a few months.

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2023.05.30 22:38 HatApprehensive1057 How to get wifi in my camper

Hi everyone, I am new to RV life. My camper is parked in my backyard and the wifi from my house doesn’t quite reach the camper itself. Is there a way to extend the wifi signal to get reliable internet access in my camper?

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2023.05.30 22:37 chuckhustmyre [TH] MIRROR IMAGE by Chuck Hustmyre

Sometimes when you look into the mirror, the mirror looks back.
William Bailey's forehead shattered the mirror like a sledgehammer. The last thing he remembered before he blacked out was the feeling that he was falling through the mirror. Sub-cranial hematoma, a concussion, maybe even a cracked skull--that had to be the reason for the strange feeling. The mirror was mounted on the wall just to the right of the bar, four feet tall by about three feet wide. As consciousness slipped away, common sense and his strong belief in the rational world told him that he couldn't fall through the mirror. He must have bounced his head off the wall and be falling toward the floor.
It seemed like just a second or two before William's eyes popped open. He lay on his back, on the hard wood floor of Fausto's, with Johnny Davis towering over him. Big Johnny probably wanted to finish him off, maybe kill him, and finally end their twenty-year-old feud. Either Big Johnny Davis and the ceiling lights above him were spinning, or William's head was spinning, but either way something wasn't right.
He raised his head and looked to his left, toward the bar. Except the bar wasn't there. Instead, he was staring at the bathrooms. That didn't make sense. It must be his brain that had gotten spun around. William turned his head and peered over his size-ten wingtips at the busted mirror. The wooden frame and most of the glass still clung to the wall, the rest sat broken on the ground. The bar had to be on his left. He looked again, and still saw the bathrooms. A brain bruise, maybe some fluid pressure building up might be the cause of it.
"Get up!" Big Johnny Davis said.
William looked up at him. Johnny stood behind him, just beyond his shoulders. Perfect place for him to stomp my head into the plank floor. Except Johnny Davis was holding out his hand.
"Come on, we've got to get out of here."
Davis looked scared. It was the first time William Bailey could ever remember Johnny Davis looking scared. William had always been scared of Big Johnny, but Big Johnny wasn't scared of anything or anyone.
Police sirens wailed in the distance.
Johnny glanced over his shoulder. William craned his neck to look where Johnny was looking, saw he was staring at the front door like a man terrified something bad was going to come through it. Big Johnny looked down at him again and pumped his hand. "Come on, get up. They'll be here any second."
"Who?" William asked. "Who'll be--" But before he finished, Big Johnny Davis reached down, grabbed him by both arms, and jerked him to his feet.
As he was dragged toward the door by the only man in town who truly hated him, William glanced up and saw the rusted metal sign nailed above the door. He had to have a concussion, probably severe; that had to be it, because the letters on the sign were backward. It said TUO.
As Johnny Davis pulled him out the door, William heard tires skid on the pavement.
"Where's your car?" Johnny asked.
William twisted away from the big man's grip, then turned to his left. "In the alley." He started to run, still not sure exactly what he was running from.
Behind him, Big John shouted, "The alley's over here."
William kept running but turned his head back toward Johnny. "I know where the alley--"
Something hit him across the midsection and toppled him to the ground. He got his hands up just in time to break his fall and managed to keep his head from slamming into the sidewalk. When he looked up he saw a shopping cart tumbled onto its side.
Once again, William found himself lying flat on his back, this time amid the spilled contents of the cart. It had been filled with junk: paper bags full of dirty clothes, canned food, bags of potato chips, a diamond shaped, orange road sign, and other trash that looked like it had been collected from back alley garbage bins.
The homeless man who'd been pushing the cart was scrawny, and wafer thin. His skin was the color of old shoe leather, and he wore a long gray beard, tangled and matted with food and bits of filth. He was sprawled on the ground next to his cart, half sitting up, staring at William with his bright blue eyes.
Car doors slammed, men shouted.
"You better get going," the homeless man said, as he cocked his head. "The police after you?"
Police!
Before William could assure the old man that the police weren't after him--he was a respected businessman and family man--someone behind him grabbed him under both arms and pulled him to his feet. William turned and found himself staring into the face of Johnny Davis. "The alley's that way," Johnny said, pointing to the other side of Fausto's. With one hand gripping William's jacket, Johnny dashed across the front of the bar toward the alley. The alley--right there, plain as day--on the other side of Fausto's, right where it shouldn't be, where it couldn't be. William had been here a thousand times. As you stepped out of the bar, the alley was on the left, Brockton's Ace Hardware on the right. Now everything was mixed up and in the wrong place.
Johnny Davis turned down the alley, dragging William behind him. After just a few steps, a spotlight flashed in front of them.
"Stop!" a voice commanded. "Get on the ground."
William couldn't see because Johnny was in his way. "Who's that yelling?" he asked.
Big Johnny stopped and William plowed into his back.
"Get on the ground," the voice boomed again.
William poked his head out from behind Johnny Davis's back. The blinding white light was in his face. He couldn't see a thing.
POP! POP! POP!
Gunshots.
Big Johnny sagged, then crashed to his knees. Instinctively, William bent forward and grabbed hold of Johnny. "What's the matter?"
More pops.
Johnny's big hand reached out and shoved William back toward the street. "Back door," he wheezed, then plunged forward onto his face.
William stood alone. Behind the white spotlight he saw blue police lights flashing. He was totally exposed.
POP! POP!
He saw flashes--little yellow spurts of flame--as something tugged at his jacket.
William had said "back door." What back door? Fausto's had a back door, but it didn't lead anywhere except to the open space behind the building used for trash and deliveries. Twenty feet of asphalt between the bar and the back of the building on the next block. William had parked his car at the end of the alley, but the police cars--or whatever they were--had the alley blocked off. The building behind Fausto's also had an alley that ran alongside it, but the owner had closed it off to keep the bums out. He'd put up a gate, padlocked it, and topped it with razor wire. It was a dead end.
Two more pops. Dead end or not it was better than standing here and getting shot. William turned and ran. He burst through the front door of Fausto's, dashed through the bar, past the shattered mirror, hit the back door at a dead run, and was outside behind the bar within seconds.
He could see the tail end of his car sticking out from the corner of the building, but with the cops blocking the alley, his car was useless to him. William glanced across the open space to the alley that ran next to the other building. The gate, the padlock, the razor wire--all still in place. To his right an overflowing garbage dumpster sat beside the back of Fausto's, jammed against the fire ladder.
The fire ladder.
An iron ladder bolted to the cinderblock wall.
William looked up. The top of the ladder was lost in shadow, but he knew it went up two stories to the roof. Last summer, when the toilet had stopped up, he'd come out back to take a leak and had stood behind the dumpster, peeing against the wall like a kid, one hand draped over the bottom rung of the ladder.
He slipped behind the dumpster. The smell made him gag. The bottom of the ladder was four feet from the ground. William reached up as high as he could, grabbed hold of the third rung, then hauled himself up.
Through the partially open back door came the sounds of heavy feet pounding on the hard wood floor of the bar.
Halfway up the ladder, he was exhausted--and scared. Shaking, he white-knuckled the ladder. Being more than ten feet off the ground terrified him. He needed a break, just a second or two to catch his breath. There was enough moonlight so he could see into one of the second story windows. Inside, junk was piled everywhere. Old barstools, a busted jukebox, furniture stacked almost to the ceiling. Years ago, old man Fausto lived on the second floor, but Jake, who'd bought the place from the old man and had decided to keep the name, used it for storage.
Below him, William heard the back door thrown open so hard it banged against the wall. He scrambled up until he reached the top of the ladder, then hoisted himself over the edge of the roof. Down on the ground a voice shouted, "There he is, up there."
Another gunshot. What the hell was going on?
The unmistakable sound of feet--fast feet, in shape feet, boot shod feet--scurrying up the ladder. Standing on the tar and pebble roof, William glanced around for something he could use as a weapon, shocked he was even thinking of such a thing. A five gallon plastic bucket was all there was. It stood upright, filled with rainwater. He picked it up and peered over the edge. A uniformed policeman was three quarters of the way up the ladder. Two more cops were right behind him.
William looked at the heavy bucket in his hands, thought about just dumping the water onto them but knew it wouldn't stop them. There was only one way to stop them, and that was to knock them off the ladder. He thought about warning them, maybe trying to scare them away. But they were cops. You couldn't scare them away.
So why had they shot Johnny Davis, and why were they shooting at him?
The first officer looked up and saw William staring down at him with the bucket in his hands. Their eyes locked for just a second and the cop stopped. In those eyes that stared back at him, William saw an almost maniacal determination that sent a shiver down his spine. The officer held his grip on the ladder with his right hand while his left dropped to the pistol resting in his gleaming leather holster. In one smooth motion he drew his gun and raised it toward William.
William Bailey tossed the bucket down the ladder. A shot rang out an instant before the heavy bucket thudded into the cop's head. Like a gruesome traffic accident happening before his eyes, William couldn't help but watch as the policeman fell, taking his two partners down with him. The last thing William saw before he turned away was a jumbled heap of black uniforms resting on the concrete below the ladder.
* * *
Hiding in the shadow of a telephone booth, thinking. Home. He had to get home. Had to get back to Marge and the kids. Maybe somehow he could explain what had happened. Vincent, his attorney, he would know what to do--maybe--but he was a civil lawyer not a criminal attorney. He wrote contracts and did personal injury on the side; he didn't get people out of jail who'd killed a cop by dropping a bucket of water on his head and knocking him and his buddies off the side of a building.
As the cab he'd been waiting for pulled up, William stepped out from the dark and climbed into the back seat.
The driver turned around. "Where to?"
William pulled the door shut. "Uptown. 1721 Audubon Court."
"Fare's gonna be about fifteen dollars. After dark, I gotta have the money up front."
"What?"
"Company policy." The cabbie shrugged. "A lot of drivers been getting stiffed."
William opened his wallet, pulled out a twenty and handed it across the seat. The driver took it and almost slipped it into his cash box, then took a second look at the bill. His face tightened. "What the hell is this?"
"Huh?"
With the bill stretched between his hands, the cabbie stared at it for a second then looked up at William. "You're either the dumbest counterfeiter who ever lived or you've been had."
"What you are talking about?"
The driver faced the bill toward William but didn't hand it back to him. "It's printed backwards."
William looked at the twenty-dollar bill in the man's hand. It looked like--it was--an almost brand new bill, nothing wrong with it as far as he could tell.
"Get out of my cab," the driver said.
William didn't know what the man was talking about but knew he didn't want to get out. This cab was his only way home. He reached for the twenty. "If you don't like that one I've got another--"
The driver pulled his hands away. "I ain't giving this back. I got to turn it in to the police." He dropped one hand behind his seat back, then came up clutching a pistol, an old German Luger by the looks of it, the muzzle aimed straight at William's face. "In fact, I bet they give me a reward if I bring you in with it."
William jerked the door handle and rolled out into the street. He sprang to his feet and ran, the driver's yells just background noise. Has everyone gone crazy or is it just me?
Home. He had to get home.
* * *
Rain. Driving, relentless rain. William was just two blocks from Fausto's. In two hours, that's as far as he'd gotten--one block an hour. Police cars prowled the neighborhood, shinning spotlights into every nook and cranny, lighting up every shadow. Everyone in Fausto's knew his name. He'd been going there three or four nights a week after work for years. The cabbie had his address. William had given it to him when he told the hack driver where to drop him.
Ten o'clock at night, with nowhere to go and no way to get there, William sat behind the closed Goodwill store, under an overhang that barely kept the rain off of him.
Huddled in the dark, head sunk between his knees, he hadn't heard anyone approach.
"You don't look so good."
Startled, William looked up, prepared to run again. It was the homeless man he'd knocked over outside the bar. The one with the shopping cart and the leathery skin. William relaxed a little. "Excuse me?"
The man pushed his cart closer. "You're not supposed to be here."
William looked around. "Why not?"
The old man grinned, half his teeth gone.
William found it nearly impossible to tell his age. The guy could be forty and maybe had lived a hard life, or perhaps he was a well-preserved seventy, pickled by a lifetime of booze. William waved him off, expecting a plea for money. "I can't help you."
The old man stopped just a few feet away. "Everything's out of place isn't it?" He had a strange lilting voice. Almost like an accent.
And he was right. Everything was out of place--from Johnny Davis to the cab driver--everything was wrong.
Strapped to the back of the old man's shopping cart was a plastic sign about the size of a loaf of bread. William recognized the sign, the words, the colors, the logo of a local supermarket chain, all were familiar to him, but the letters were backward, unreadable.
Rainwater ran down William's face. He pointed to the sign. "Why's it written like that?"
The old man looked at the sign then back at William. "Like what?" he said, then shuffled away behind his basket.
* * *
The rain came down even harder. William slouched in a darkened doorway across the street from Fausto's. Nothing made sense. Everything was messed up, backward, out of whack. Almost like this wasn't his home, like he was a stranger seeing it for the first time.
But that was crazy. He'd grown up here, gone to Brother Martin High School, dated Jenny Underhill who went to Cabrini, lost her to Johnny Davis, then got her back only to lose her again the first year of college to some kid who drove a Mustang. Two years later William married Marge at Saint Luke's. They had two kids.
This town was his home. He recognized it. He knew the people here, Big Johnny and Zeke, the bartender at Fausto's. But things were different, little things. John Davis for one. In trying to help him, the big man had gotten himself killed. That wasn't John Davis--at least not the one William Bailey had known since seventh grade. Everything looked the same but wasn't. Nothing was quite right.
But they knew him--or someone like him.
A strange sensation crept over him that made the hair on the back of his neck rise. Maybe he didn't belong here. Maybe everything wasn't as it appeared. Maybe this wasn't his home. But if that were true, then whose home was it? Another thought, even scarier seeped through his brain. If he was here, who was there--at his home?
Crazy.
William dropped his head into his hands. Just considering such nonsense was a waste of time. Yet, here he was scanning the street, thinking of going back inside Fausto's, back to that mirror.
Not much time to think about it. The bar closed at three AM and it was already two-thirty. When he'd left--run for his life with Big Johnny--most of the mirror was still in the frame hanging on the wall.
Something about that damned mirror.
But Fausto's was dangerous, so a couple of hours ago William had found another mirror. In the men's room of a twenty-four hour gas station. The Chevron on North Rampart.
He had approached it cautiously, afraid he was going mad. As he peered over the sink into the mirror, he saw what he always saw, his own reflection. Holding up his left hand, he looked at the image in the mirror, at the watch strapped to his wrist. He noticed that the man in the mirror wore his watch on his right hand. Just the opposite.
William stood in the gas station bathroom for twenty minutes before he worked up his nerve. Finally, he took a deep breath, leaned back, then slammed his forehead into the dirt-streaked mirror. The glass shattered and cut his head. Blood dribbled off the tip of his nose into the sink. His reflection stared out at him from the other side of the mirror, blood running down his face, too.
I have gone crazy!
So the gas station hadn't worked out. Ducking police cruisers, William had wandered the streets, his head reeling. What was he doing?
On the sidewalk, he found a sopping wet magazine that the wind had blown up against the side of a newspaper machine. The cover caught his eye. He picked it up. It was printed backwards, the letters reversed, words running right to left. The spine was on the right. As he flipped through the pages, he couldn't read a thing. Then William had an idea.
In the bathroom of an all night restaurant he held the wet magazine up to the mirror. Perfect. The reflected image was normal, spine on the left, words running left to right, all the letters printed correctly. He could read it clearly. But what did it mean?
Then he drove his head into that mirror. The glass cracked. Someone walked in, a skinny waiter wearing an apron. He stood gawking as William leaned over the sink with tears of pain filling his eyes.
The waiter looked at the broken mirror, then jabbed a finger at William's bloody forehead. "What the hell are you doing?"
"An accident," he mumbled, pressing his fingers against the fresh cut.
The waiter turned. "I'm calling the cops."
William Bailey ran.
Now he was huddled in the rain staring at Fausto's across the street. Because he had nowhere else to go.
He stood and walked toward Fausto's. When he was halfway across the street, a police car glided around the corner, headlights reflecting off the wet pavement. The cops in no hurry, just cruising. William forced himself to keep walking, not to run. One foot in front of the other. In the downpour, odds were that the cops wouldn't even recognize him.
But they did recognize him.
The police car slid to a stop as its high beams clicked on and its blue strobe lights started popping. Both front doors flew open.
Like a sinner seeking the sanctuary of a church, William ran straight for Fausto's door. As he burst inside, Zeke looked up from behind the bar. "William! What the hell are you doing here?"
He ignored the bartender, running right past him, eyes focused on the broken mirror and its busted frame hanging on the wall.
Zeke again, "The cops been looking all over for you. Say you killed two officers and--"
Behind him the front door banged against the wall. "Police!" a voice behind him commanded. "Stop."
But William didn't stop. He kept running--running straight for the mirror. Reflected in its fragmented pieces he saw two uniformed police officers behind him, heard their boots pounding on the wooden floor. Just ten feet separated him from the mirror. At full speed he took two strides then dove. He stretched his arms out overhead and tucked his chin into his chest as his feet left the floor.
He felt one hand hit wall and the other strike broken glass. Then his head hit. More glass cracked, more skin split.
Darkness.
* * *
William's eyes popped open. He was staring at the ceiling. Rough voices, even rougher hands. They rolled him over onto his stomach and jerked his arms behind his back. He felt cold steel on his wrists and heard the metallic ratcheting as the handcuffs tightened and bit into his skin.
He tilted his head up and rested his chin against the floor. Blood poured down the side of his face; he watched it pool on the floor then seep between the wooden planks. By rolling his eyes up he could just see the empty spot on the wall where the mirror had hung. Lying on the floor, three feet from his head, was the broken frame and the rest of the glass.
The two cops grabbed his arms and yanked him to his feet, sending waves of pain through his shoulders and wrists. As they spun him toward the door, one of the officers said, "You're under arrest."
"Why?" William asked.
The officer pressed his face into William's. "Murdering your family for starters."
"My...my family." William felt his stomach cinch and his bowels turn to ice. A thought he'd had earlier in the night echoed inside his head. If he was here, who was there--at his home.
As the cops dragged him across the floor, William glanced up and saw the rusted metal sign nailed above the door.
OUT.
He was home.

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2023.05.30 22:36 Vulcann111 [H] 300+ Games [W] Steam Marketable Items (Cases, Gems, Keys, Skins, Trading Cards etc) and Wishlist

I have multiple copies for most of my games, Trades are mostly based on prices from gg.deals. Please notify me if my keys are not for your personal use (i won't take any responsibility if i wasn't notified) and also please clearly state what you have and want in exchange when making an offer, i have no interest in buying games for Keys/Gems etc. and i also have no interest in Alpha, Beta, Curator, Dev and Non-Steam Keys

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2023.05.30 22:24 r3crac Tuya Zigbee Wireless Multi Mode Hub Gateway G01 for 10.66 USD without coupon (Best price in history: 11.49 USD)

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2023.05.30 22:18 TheKnottyTies 40 [M4F] #nyc - Experienced Dom and lawyer ISO his good girl to breed….

The intro: Thank you for clicking. You are the attractive girl at work. You always come to work dolled up and know you catch glances from your co workers. The thought of them lusting after you makes your tiny panties wet. You often wonder if they try and peek under your skirt anytime you bend over slightly…..But you pay them no attention. You are too busy. Instead, you keep your head down and finish the job. You don’t create waves at work. At the end of the day, you leave work only to repeat the same ol same ol the next day. You crave more - to be bred by a dominant man. In fact,
Little does anyone know, you are a closet slut. You crave nothing more than to be used like a fuck toy by a dominant man and get pregnant. You want to be used day after day. You get off on being called a good girl and crave being used in front of your big mirror and told what to do. You want to be slowly stripped in front of your big mirror and slowly edged. The thought of leaving work, heading home, and hearing the lock click on your bedroom door as you prepare to be used makes you drenched; especially when you step in front of your mirror and say “I’m ready daddy, use me as you please”…. In short you are daddy’s “Good girl”…
About me: 40 WM, 6’2”, fairly fit, tan, blonde hair, blue eyes, and currently in NYC. Im a southern transplant and still maintain my southern draw. I’m an attorney and slave to big law by day but my calling is a daddy dom. I crave nothing more than having my good girl. I think about her often as I sit in my office behind closed doors. Outside of work I enjoy a good glass of scotch, shopping for silk ties, and CrossFit. You might have seen me in Central Park running if you go there on Saturdays. I have an extensive tie collection that is arranged like a rainbow (picture Pinterest porn). If you want to know more, just ask…
About you: an attractive female, who enjoys getting dolled up on occasion, and enjoys taking care of herself. You have a hard job and and need to be fulfilled when you get home. You need release and loads of cum. Sexual release.. Your relationship status is of no consequence to me. What happens online stays online. I’m a steel trap. You crave nothing more than to be a good girl, a slut, a perfect fucktoy. You have a big mirror and know how to use it. In sum, you want to hear the words “Good girl”…
Kinks: breeding, orgasm control, light bondage, edging, stripping, getting dolled up in front of the mirror, mirror play, panty play, very slight degradation, role play.
The ending (hopefully happy): I hope my post has piqued your interest and made your panties wet. If it has, please reach out. So I know you read to the end, please tell daddy what color and style of panties you are wearing. I hope to hear from you soon…. crosses fingers

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2023.05.30 22:18 BBDN Do they announce big sales ahead of time or on the Tuesday it starts?

Hey all,
With the flash sale starting today I realized I may have messed up. I bought 4 sets of escape tickets for the months of July and August for Ottawa - Toronto round trips to visit family. I'm no expert on Via as I've moved to Ottawa a 5 months ago and haven't been back.
Not a big deal but I just saw that last year they had a summer sale in June with up to 40% and now I'm kicking myself and stressing because I may have been able to get business class for the same price as my current tickets (and ride in comfort) or save a lot of money on the escape fare tickets which would be absolutely helpful.
I haven't see any announcements for a summer sale but I'm wondering if they would just spring it up on us and I just got fucked over for buying tickets ahead of time. I'm worried that next Tuesday, they'll announce a summer sale.
Thank you for the insight!

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2023.05.30 22:09 psychephilic Giant Pothole at Rhododendron Gardens

Hey FYI to anyone who's planning on going to the Crystal Springs Rhododendron Gardens-- there's a giant, hard to see pothole in the parking lot that ruined my new tire. I've ended up spending over $200 replacing it. When i told them my tire popped, they said they were aware of the hole and the city was supposed to have fixed it.
I'm pissed at the wild negligence that someone, not sure who, is responsible for. If you go to the gardens, be aware that your tire may get ruined. And if you could do me a favor and let them know that they still need to fix that pothole, hopefully enough people putting pressure on them will get something to happen. Much love

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2023.05.30 22:02 SonCloud Do you avoid places where you went with your ex or where your ex lived nearby?

My breakup was really tough and a very traumatic experience for me. I had to start therapy because of it. Short version is, she cheated with her roommate on her internship abroad. When I talked to her 6 months later, she was together with that roommate. It was the last time I spoke to her and I'm very happy about that. Best for me would be to never see her again in my life.
Now, tomorrow I wanna meet a friend, which I haven't seen in a year. We were intimate with each other and wanted to catch up, how we've been. The best place to meet up and a very beautiful place as well is a park, where my ex used to live nearby. We went there atleast once a week for a walk. It's the best place to meet up, because it is a very big park and exactly in the middle of our apartments. We both drive 40 min to that place. It would be perfect.
It's the place where I will have the highest chance of meeting my ex, too. I truly believe she lives in that city, where she met her asshole bf and I really wish she lives there, so I won't run into her ever again but I don't know for certain.
I would like to know how you handle the situation. It's the most beautiful park in the city for me and I haven't visited it since our breakup, because I was too scared to run into her. On one hand I think, I can't avoid a place forever just because my ex lives nearby. On the other hand it's not that hard to find another place to meet up. It's unlikely I will meet her but there is still a chance it might happen, so I'm asking for some guidance here.
I know how silly my problem might sound for some of you but this is quite serious for me, because I have some extreme anxiety about the whole topic. I'm in general a really anxious person with social phobia but I challenge myself to overcome them, everytime I feel them. This fear of mine, meeting my ex, is one of my biggest fears (like an endboss), because she is connected, to a very traumatic experience and meeting her might cause an anxiety attack.

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2023.05.30 22:01 Astro-12 Florida isn't hot.

I was born here in Florida lived the first part of my life here. I moved to Phoenix when I was young. At 23 I moved back to Florida and it's been 2 summers now and the weather here has been amazing. I love it. But I constantly here people complain about the heat. They constantly say things like it's a humid heat. Not a dry heat. ECT ect. After experiencing both. 90 degrees with high humidity is so much better that 115 with no humidity. During the dead of summer here in Florida I can still go to the park for hours do walks. Chill outside. Back in phx if your not out at 5 am. Might as well stay home. People really underestimate how hot phx is and how hot it feels. I'll say this. Summer in Florida is like spring or fall in phx (closer to fall bc of the monsoon that gives us tons of humidity). Please don't move to Phoenix.

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Spider-Man: Far From Home & Spider-Man: Homecoming (1 code) - HD - MA - $8.00
Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse (2018) - HD - MA - $6.00
Spider-Man: No Way Home (2022) - SD - MA - $5.00
Star Trek (2009) - HD - Vudu (split) - $5.00
Star Trek: Into the Darkness (2013) - HD - Vudu (split) - $5.00
Taken 2 (2012) - HD - Vudu (split) - $5.00
Taken 2 (2012) - HD - iTunes (split) - $5.00
Tar (2023) - HD - MA Vudu - $7.00
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2014) - HD - Vudu (split) - $5.00
Terminator Genisys (2015) - HD - Vudu (split) - $5.00
The Bad Guys (2022) - HD - MA Vudu - $5.00
The Fabelmans (2023) - HD - MA Vudu - $7.00
The Last Duel (2022) - HD - MA Vudu - $4.00
The Last Duel (2022) - HD - GP - $4.00
The Lorax (2012) - HD - MA Vudu - $4.00
The Matrix: Resurrection - HD - MA Vudu - $4.00
The Menu (2023) - HD - MA Vudu - $6.00
The Menu (2023) - HD - GP - $5.00
The Other Woman (2014) - HD - MA Vudu iTunes GP - $5.00
The Woman King (2023) - HD - MA - $6.00
Three Thousand Years of Longing (2022) - HD - Vudu - $7.00
Thunderstruck (2012) - HD - MA Vudu - $4.00
Ticket To Paradise (2023) - HD - MA Vudu - $6.00
Trolls (2016) - HD - MA - $5.00
Uncharted (2022) - HD - MA - $5.00
Venom (2018) - HD - MA - $5.00
Vivo (2022) - HD - MA - $5.00
Where The Crawdads Sing (2022) - HD - MA - $6.00
Wonder Woman (2017) - HD - MA Vudu - $5.00
Zero's and One's (2022) - HD - Vudu GP - $5.00
Disney / 4K split
Avengers Endgame (2019) - iTunes 4K only (split) - $5.00
Captain American: Winter Soldier (2014) - 4K - iTunes only (split) - $5.00
Captain Marvel (2019) - 4K - iTunes only (split) - $5.00
Iron Man 3 (2013) - 4K - iTunes only (split) - $5.00
The Santa Clause 1 - 4K - iTunes (split) - $5.00
The Santa Clause 2 - 4K - iTunes (split) - $5.00
The Santa Clause 3 - 4K - iTunes (split) - $5.00
Star Wars - The Force Awakens - 4K - iTunes only (split) - $5.00
The Little Mermaid - 4K - iTunes only - $6.00
Ralph Breaks The Internet: Wreck-It Ralph 2 (2018) - 4K - iTunes only - $5.00
Disney / HD split
101 Dalmatians (1961) - HD - MA Vudu iTunes (split) - $6.00
Ant-Man & the Wasp (2018) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Avengers Endgame (2019) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Big Hero 6 (2014) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Black Widow (2021) - HD - MA Vudu (split) - $5.00
Black Widow (2021) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Captain America: The First Avenger (2011) - HD - GP (split) - $6.00
Captain America: Civil War (2016) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Captain America: Winter Soldier (2014) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Cars 3 (2017) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Coco (2017) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Cruella (2021) - HD - MA Vudu (split) - $5.00
Cruella (2021) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness (2022) - HD - GP (split) - $4.00
Encanto (2022) - HD - MA Vu (split) - $4.00
Encanto (2022) - HD - GP (split) - $4.00
Finding Dory (2016) - HD - GP (split) - $4.00
Fox and the Hound 2 (2006) - HD - MA Vudu iTunes (split) - $5.00
Iron Man 3 (2013) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Jungle Cruise (2022) - HD - MA Vudu (split) - $4.00
Jungle Cruise (2022) - HD - GP (split) - $4.00
Lady and the Tramp (1955) - HD - MA Vudu iTunes (split) - $6.00
Lady and the Tramp (1955) - HD - GP (split) - $6.00
Lightyear (2022) - HD - MA Vudu (split) - $4.00
Lightyear (2022) - HD - GP (split) - $4.00
Lion King (1994) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Luca (2021) - HD - MA - $4.00
Luca (2021) - HD - GP - $4.00
Monsters University (2013) - HD - MA Vudu (split) - $6.00
Mulan (2021) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Pinocchio (1940) - HD - MA Vudu iTunes (split) - $6.00
Pinocchio (1940) - HD - GP (split) - $6.00
Planes (2013) - HD - MA Vudu iTunes (split) - $5.00
Planes Fire & Rescue (2014) - HD - MA Vudu iTunes (split) - $5.00
Ralph Breaks The Internet: Wreck-It Ralph 2 (2018) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Solo - A Star Wars Story (2018) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings (2021) - HD - MA Vudu (split) - $5.00
Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings (2021) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Star Wars - The Force Awakens - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Star Wars - The Last Jedi - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
The Incredibles 2 - HD - GP (split) - $65.00
The Santa Clause 1 - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
The Santa Clause 2 - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
The Santa Clause 3 - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
The Sword in the Stone (1963) - HD - iTunes MA Vudu (split) - $6.00
The Sword in the Stone (1963) - HD - GP (split) - $6.00
Thor: Love and Thunder HD - MA Vudu (split) - $5.00
Thor: Love and Thunder HD - GP (split) - $4.00
Toy Story (1995) - HD - GP (split) - $5.00
Turning Red (2022) - HD - MA Vudu (split) - $4.00
Turning Red (2022) - HD - GP (split) - $4.00

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2023.05.30 21:55 foodconcerns Can older teens order smaller meals or meals from the children's menu in the Efteling restaurants?

Excuse my bad English, it's not my first language.
Hoi! I'm a 17 y. o. boy who unfortunately fell into the world of disordered eating/eating disorders some time ago. I'm a bit better now, I've stopped using a calorie counting app and gotten into a better mindset but it's still tough. I sometimes have small crying fits or go into panic because I ate too much, which is why I'm here.
My family is visiting Efteling soon. Our stay is 4 days long. I'm very excited, except for the food part. We'll probably go to the restaurants in the park (Pinokkio's, Polles, maybe even Raveleijn) for dinner if we have time during the day and if we don't, we'll eat at the hotel's restaurant. So, can I, a 17 year old, order kids' meals at the restaurants in Efteling? Or can they make smaller meals?
I'm asking because if someone brings a big plate of food to me, I'll devour the whole thing. I simply can't not eat it all. But then when I do clean the plate, I fall into panic because, well, I overate. It's not fun so I'd rather avoid the whole situation by just ordering a smaller meal. And honestly, a tornado potato and chicken Raveleijn style? Sounds absolutely delicious. Heart shaped pancake with fruit? Love it. Call me childish and I will not care because to me, children's meals are superior and not only from the "they don't make me have meltdowns" standpoint.
Recommendations on lunch places are also appreciated! The chat bot told me some places have "magical mushrooms" as their menu thingies, could someone explain what they are, exactly?
Thanks in advance!

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