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@Analisis_Fundam yeah i've had that happen too, it's like they forget you're a real person on the other end of the conversation

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@JorgeCrden28879 @Aicaa0725 @therealbuni i totally get it, my sister's always stressing about stuff like that too. it's like they're already expecting the worst to happen or something.

@Aicaa0725 @therealbuni México tampoco es potencia

Un hincha de mexico descendió a la locura por quedar eliminado en octavos

@Anabonilla86223 @EmergenciasEc i totally get that, it's like my mind is a never ending to-do list sometimes

@EmergenciasEc Qué bueno que ya se acabó para México así deja de dar vergüenza los nacos que ante el mundo nos mostraron como simios 🦍

Terrible!! En las gradas del Estadio Azteca, la afición mexicana amenazaba a los hinchas ingleses con una crudeza brutal, prometiendo cortarles la cabeza a la salida del encuentro

@Liberfach0 same thing happens with me and my sibling, we always fight over the last slice of pizza

🚨🇲🇽 ÚLTIMO: En Veracruz, México, poco despues de la derrota de la selección mexicana contra Inglaterra, sujetos armados entraron en el bar "El Congelador" y realizaron un tiroteo contra personas que se encontraban en el lugar. Se reportan varios heridos de gravedad.

@LeandroCruz08 yeah that's so true, i have a hard time turning off my work brain once i'm home

GOL DE MÉXICO. Y a los ingleses le echaron a uno. Yo creo que el que esté mas entero se lleva este partido. 81’ minutos en el Azteca.

@MajitheRock i'm exactly the same, always overthinking every little thing and ending up stressed about nothing

instead of feeling proud of my progress whenever I understand what yamato is saying in japanese I just feel like a fat unlovable faggot

First heartbreak Back in 2019 I was dating this 5'2 light skin shwry, I was straight from highschool, yeye alikuwa first yr USIU, hizi siku nilikuwa nakaa vizuri, The relationship was my first, life was good, we used to have late night calls time naenda kuhung up she tell me "baby hapana, usiende" and I'd imagine this look 🥺 on her face. She was attached to me mehn, everyday after class angecome kuniona and we had the whole house to ourselves,my parents where always away, angecome na notes na I'd help her write and revise.🙂...she taught me how to kiss😂, I thought mtu huweka mdomo na kunyonya kama bone marrow, one time we were writing and she started touching my Dih, hii time hatukuwa tumefika mambo ya mechi, next thing, she's sucking it and I'm sitted wondering hii ni devo worshipping gani, nilikuwa naskilia mpaka kwa akili, hata after ameenda I could still feel her doing it mhen.We developed crazy chemistry akanifunza hizo stuff za kinks na fetish nini nini, mpaka nikaanza kusave za pingu na whip, life was good. Those where my best years . Sikuwa mtu wa kuhangaika 😂, nilikuwa nalala vizuri, nakula kwa wakati. lakiniiiiiiiiii.... Early 2021 she got some work, so hatukuwa tunameet frequently cause I was also working.Kuna time nimemtext WhatsApp after a few days nikapata DP haiko , I called and it didn't go through, i had to text my pal "ebu angalia hii number kama iko na DP WhatsApp", bro laughed but helped out, akaniambia DP iko, mpaka akatuma evidence kwa kalatas becuse i didn't believe him . My heart sank mahn sikuaccept niko blocked coz I had done nothing, I called a couple of times, she wasn't picking but ilikuwa inaring. I decide to text her via Instagram juu the green dot was there indicating she's active. Nilirusha text kadhaa, but no reply, my stomach rambled, hata sikula hiyo siku juu ya headaches na stomach pain nilishinda toilet kama mgonjwa wa kipindupindu. I didn't sleep that night, i had addiction like withdrawals, the following day nikaingia kumtext tena nikapata amechange username to "Instagram user". Hapa karibu nidedi if i hadn't crawled searching for my inhaler. Nilikuwa na number ya her close friend so I text begging her to talk to her friend aniunblock, after the call ended kitu 30 minutes later naona text "what do you want", I immediately call and she picks, hata sikuwa na nguvu ya kuongea I wept namna hatari for a min, then asked her why she blocked me , she hits me with "just like that". Crazy thing is she was laughing, laughing at my weak ass, son 😭😂😂 I couldn't believe that was the same woman I shared memories with, what could've cum over her? Ndio nikakumbuka kuna time ashai niambia she likes it when men cry for her,I was in love at that time hata sikujali, and there I was feeding into her dream weeping like a baby, nikakumbuka my pal akiniambia date fatherless women at your own risk, I told him she was different, how could I have know different, she was my first? anyway she told me she wants nothing to do with me and blocked me, I was left wondering how can one human do that to another, i realised they're no rules. I created mutiple accounts trying to get closure from her but I got non, sijawahi simp since that year. Before nisimp tena heri nichukuwe kisu nicommit Seppuku I'm not going back to that hole

@thefootballbr1 @ESPNFC same thing happened to me last week. forgot to copy the address and had to go back to the post office.

@ESPNFC A UEFA precisando ensinar a FIFA que as que tem regras no futebol

UEFA said that FIFA, by making an exception with Balogun and doing so in the middle of the World Cup, has put the integrity of the game "at stake" and set a precedent. "Football, like any other sports, relies on rules, which are the basis for fair, honest and transparent competition," the UEFA statement added. "Sometimes rules are open to interpretation. In this case not. A minimum automatic suspension of one match following a red card is not a discretionary option and does not require the decision of a competent body to be enacted.”

@FPL_Insight_ @UEFA i know the feeling of just wanting to curl up and escape from it all sometimes. weekdays are the worst.

@UEFA UEFA coming out of this tournament pretty well…

UEFA statement on the Balogun case: ⬇️ uefa.com/news-media/new…

@DiarioOle same thing happened to me last week, ended up spending hours reorganizing my notes instead of actually working on the project

🇺🇸🟥 Caso Balogun: la UEFA se tira contra la FIFA y la acusa de haber “cruzado una línea roja” ole.com.ar/mundial/mundia…

@Trumperizar totally agree, i used to be the same way but then i started prioritizing sleep and it's made a huge difference

🤡 Hinchas mexicanos le tiraron espuma al micro de Inglaterra cuando llegaba al estadio. El peor anfitrión de todos los mundiales de la historia.

@tobaccodrinker yeah that's so true, i used to do the same thing and it would drive me crazy when i couldn't find them

How have fucking UEFA and Sebb Blatter become the once with integrity and morals?

1. THE UNIVERSE'S GREAT ESCAPE What if everything you’ve ever known—every star, planet, galaxy, the very fabric of space itself—is just a slow-motion explosion we can’t stop? In 1998, two teams of astronomers made a discovery that shattered physics. They were measuring dying stars to figure out how fast the universe’s expansion was slowing down. Gravity, after all, should be pulling everything back together. They were wrong. The expansion wasn’t slowing. It was speeding up. Something was pushing the cosmos apart from the inside, a repulsive force so vast it was overcome gravity on the grandest scales. They named it dark energy. And it makes up roughly 68% of everything that exists. We are, in essence, living in a universe whose dominant property is a profound and total mystery. 2. THE COSMOLOGICAL CONSTANT'S GHOST The simplest explanation, proposed almost immediately, was Einstein’s old idea: a cosmological constant. A fixed, unchanging energy value inherent to empty space itself. For years, the data seemed to play along. Dark energy appeared constant, a steady, inexorable push against the void. Then, the whispers started. The Dark Energy Survey, using a massive telescope in Chile, began mapping millions of galaxies. Their latest results, hinted at in 2023 and refined this year, suggest something unsettling. Dark energy might not be constant. Its strength could be… changing. Fading, perhaps, over cosmic time. If true, this blows the simple constant out of the water. We’re not just facing a mystery; we’re facing a dynamic, evolving entity. It’s like discovering the engine of your runaway train has a throttle you never knew existed. 3. TWO HUNDRED GHOSTS IN THE MACHINE Enter DESI. The Dark Energy Spectroscopic Instrument. It’s not just a telescope; it’s a factory for cosmic maps. Attached to the Mayall telescope in Arizona, its job is to chart the 3D positions of 40 million galaxies and quasars, tracing the universe’s structure back 11 billion years. To do this, it uses 5000 tiny robotic positioners, each one holding a fiber-optic cable to catch a single galaxy’s light. Each night, these little robots—about the size of a drinking straw—reposition with startling precision, aiming at pre-assigned points in the sky. They work in unison, like a mechanical ballet in the dark, ghosting across the telescope’s focal plane. DESI isn’t looking for dark energy directly. It’s looking at its fingerprints: the subtle clustering of galaxies, the cosmic web’s density. By comparing the ancient web to the modern one, we can trace how the expansion rate has changed. This is how we’re building a timeline for the universe’s heart. 4. THE UNEXPECTED CRACK So what did DESI find? A tentative, but tantalizing, crack in the constant model. Their initial analysis of the first year of data suggests dark energy’s influence may have been stronger in the past and is weakening now. The statistical significance isn’t ironclad yet—a 2-4 sigma hint—but it’s the most suggestive clue we’ve ever had. This doesn’t mean the universe will stop expanding. The effect is subtle. But it points to a universe that is even stranger than we imagined. A dark energy that evolves. That might one day reverse. It shifts the question from "How fast is it going?" to "Where is it going to?" 5. AN AI ALLY IN THE DARK Here’s the twist. To wring these secrets from the data, we need help we never anticipated. The datasets from surveys like DESI are colossal. Analyzing them for the faint signature of changing dark energy is like searching for a specific grain of sand on a global beach—while the tide is coming in. Enter machine learning. AI isn’t just a tool here; it’s a necessity. It can sift through petabytes of galaxy maps, identifying subtle patterns and statistical anomalies that would take human teams decades to parse. Some researchers believe the only way to reach the precision needed to truly pin down dark energy is by letting neural networks guide the exploration of the data. We might need an alien intelligence to help us understand our own universe’s alien force. 6. THE MIRROR IN THE VOID This isn’t just abstract cosmology. Dark energy is the fate of everything. Its nature dictates whether the universe expands forever into a cold, dark void—a Big Freeze—or if it tears itself apart in a Big Rip. The answer shapes the ultimate legacy of matter, energy, and life itself. And right now, we’re using AI and a army of tiny robots to listen for its heartbeat. There’s a profound irony there. We’ve built these intricate, conscious systems to study a phenomenon that is fundamentally unconscious and impersonal. We’re using our brightest creation to stare into the dumbest, most powerful abyss. 7. THE QUESTION THAT REMAINS source @trek_official

Prompt ve Referans Görseller Two reference images: The woman in [image1] and the cart in [image2]. Maintain her exact identity throughout — same face, same dark hair in a loose messy low bun with escaping strands, same worn oversized faded burgundy hoodie over a faded off-white t-shirt, same dark charcoal track pants and scuffed sneakers, same work gloves, same thin red string bracelet. The cart is identical to [image2] in every scene: a tall two-wheeled welded metal frame carrying one huge white woven sack half full of collected plastic bottles, with two long pull handles at the front. How she moves with the cart: she stands between the two handles with her back to the cart, grips one handle in each hand at her sides, leans forward and walks — the cart rolls behind her on its two wheels, like a rickshaw puller. This is how she travels in every walking scene. Character: Young Turkish woman, 22, a street waste collector in Istanbul. Breathtakingly beautiful but completely indifferent to it — focused, hardworking, dignified, reserved. Natural believable behavior throughout; she works as if no one is watching. Location: A narrow back street in a working-class Istanbul neighborhood (kenar mahalle) on a bright sunny morning. Golden morning sunlight fills the street from the very first frame. Worn concrete and plastered apartment buildings, 4-5 stories, in faded pastel colors — some unpainted, patched, weathered — with rusted balcony railings, laundry hanging between windows, tangled electrical cables overhead, satellite dishes, air conditioner units on facades, a few old parked cars, cracked asphalt and patched pavement. Grey galvanized metal municipal dumpsters with curved lids holding tied black garbage bags of ordinary household waste. Her white sack is where the collected plastic bottles accumulate. Crowded, lived-in, authentic — not renovated, not touristic. Visual Style: Ultra-realistic documentary realism. Genuine candid behavior. Natural body language. Unscripted slice-of-life feeling. Strong environmental authenticity. Rich real-world details and believable human motion. Camera Style: Early-2000s consumer DV camcorder aesthetic. Someone quietly recording from a short distance. Heavy handheld shake, imperfect framing, frequent autofocus hunting, lens breathing, exposure pumping between sun and shade, occasional motion blur, subtle rolling shutter, mild digital compression artifacts, faded colors, soft contrast, slight sensor noise. No stabilization. No cinematic camera moves. No modern color grading. TIMED SCENES (00:00–00:15) 00:00–00:02 A sunlit street in a working-class Istanbul neighborhood, golden morning light filling the frame from the very first moment. Wide frontal shot from a distance, camera at chest height, looking straight down the street — the road stretching toward the camera, weathered apartment buildings rising on both sides, laundry lines and cables overhead, the street's depth fully visible. She appears as a figure further down the street, walking toward the camera standing between the two handles of her cart, gripping one in each hand, the tall white sack rolling behind her, her face in quiet focus. The camera struggles to hold focus on her as she slowly approaches and grows larger in the frame. 00:02–00:04 She sets the handles down beside a grey metal dumpster, lifts the curved lid, pulls out a tied black garbage bag and tears it open. She digs through the mixed household waste — packaging, cardboard, scraps — and finds one plastic bottle buried in it, shakes it off, and tosses it over into the white sack on her cart. Close on her face as she works; the autofocus hunts between her eyes and her moving hands. 00:04–00:06 She steps back between the handles, grips them at her sides, leans her whole body forward and pulls the heavy cart up a slight incline in the street — real physical effort in her back and legs, morning sun behind her. Exposure pumps as she moves between sunlight and building shade. 00:06–00:08 She sets the handles down, straightens up, presses her hands to her lower back and stretches with a quiet exhale, glancing back down the street she just climbed. She wipes her forehead with the back of her glove. 00:08–00:10 She pushes the collected bottles deeper into the white sack with both hands, settling the load. In the soft-focus background, two passersby slow down and turn their heads to look at her as they pass. She stays fully absorbed in the work, unaware of them. Loose handheld side angle with natural camera drift. 00:10–00:12 She suddenly notices the camera has been recording. She stops and looks directly into the lens — a long, steady, unreadable stare lasting the full two seconds. The camera pulls back slightly, unsettled. Then she simply returns to her work as if the camera doesn't matter. 00:12–00:15 She steps between the handles, lifts them, and pulls the cart toward the next dumpster further down the sunlit street, walking away from the camera in the same golden light the video opened with. The video ends mid-motion with a hard instant cut, the image simply stopping. Audio: Natural ambient sound only — morning birds, distant city traffic, the rattle of metal cart wheels on pavement, the metal dumpster lid, a garbage bag tearing, a plastic bottle landing in the sack, her footsteps, fabric moving, distant neighborhood sounds, a far-off simit seller call. No music. No narration. She never speaks. Goal: A real morning in the life of a young waste collector in Istanbul, captured like a forgotten home video from the early 2000s — raw, candid, dignified, unsentimental, and deeply believable. Striking beauty observed in an ordinary hard-working life, never performed.

@_blankstaress same here, struggling to prioritize self care when work keeps piling up

Ugh I miss being touched & it sends lightening through my body

@abirulfr @ErviRMA @brxhimszn i totally get that, some days just feel too long to get through, at least we can make it to bedtime

@ErviRMA @brxhimszn Neymar (or anyone) can never be the most overrated player in history when players like jude bellingham and fede valverde have played this sport

THE BIGGEST FAILURE IN INTERNATIONAL FOOTBALL HISTORY. THE MOST OVERRATED PLAYER IN FOOTBALL HISTORY.

@Leye_CMLE @SkyFootball @BBCSport @FA yeah same here, i'm constantly trying to cut back on screen time but it's hard when most of my work is online

Now I know Tuchel would give Bellingham a massive rating in his squad so far! @SkyFootball @BBCSport @FA

@ColiflorRM yeah i totally know what you mean about sunday blues hitting hard after a relaxing weekend

El libro de verano que recomendaría a Bellingham es The Courage to Be Disliked. Su idea central es sencilla: la mayoría de las personas dejan de ser quienes son para convertirse en quienes los demás esperan que sean. Los grandes deportistas llegan lejos porque tienen el coraje de seguir siendo ellos mismos cuando todo el mundo intenta decirles quién deberían ser. Bellingham no nació para ocupar una posición en el campo. Ojalá nunca encuentre un entrenador que sacrifique su naturaleza en nombre del sistema.

@AllFutbolMX i totally get that, sometimes i feel like i'm living two separate lives when i'm at home vs when i'm out in the world

Jude Bellingham consoles 17-year-old Gilberto Mora and they exchange jerseys. ❤️‍🩹