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We did exactly these exercises in boxing class yesterday at the end of it. Everyone was quasi-crying. They really work 👌

ムダ肉ちゃん @mudananiku_

7 months ago

この腹筋お姉さんの筋トレエグい。 めちゃめちゃキツイけど、一週間で縦線出た。

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𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘹𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 “𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘴”. — 𝘛𝘶𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘣

The work keeps going when the riders cross the line 🫡 Bikes need cleaning, handlebars replacing, wheels attended to, and everything left spotless by mechanics. #TourdeFrance

🚨 Italian PM Giorgia Meloni shows up last in Ankara and steals the whole show 🇮🇹 Restraining order her “♠️”

Clash Report @clashreport

2 days ago

Italy's PM Giorgia Meloni was the last to arrive at the NATO summit dinner in Ankara, where she was welcomed by Turkish Vice President Cevdet Yılmaz.

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To offend a strong man, tell him a lie, To offend a weak man, tell him the truth. — Marcus Aurelius

“Success is walking from failure to failure with no loss of enthusiasm.” — Winston Churchill

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The Bryan Johnson story is sad to see. But I’ve been telling you: life is not about turning yourself into a science experiment. My grandmother lived until 90. She prayed the rosary. She went to church every day. She drank a glass of wine. She loved her family. THIS IS HOW YOU LIVE LONG Do the things that give you life. Eat well.Get sunshine. Touch grass. Love your family. Build something. Enjoy the meal. Drink the wine. Thank God for another day. ALL OF THIS BRINGS YOU ENERGY The goal is to live so fully, so faithfully, and so joyfully that your body MUST keep going. Maybe Bryan Johnson’s followers will finally understand: You don’t beat death by being afraid to live.

“𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦.” — 𝘙𝘶𝘮𝘪

A collection of minority languages spoken in Italy 🇮🇹

BREAKING: In a stunning moment, Republican Mike Flood was just relentlessly booed at his townhall after he tried to defend Donald Trump's plan to rip Medicaid away from Americans. Woah.

At the 1966 Academy Awards, Lee Marvin stepped up to accept the Oscar for Best Actor. He looked out over Hollywood’s most powerful room and said, “I think half of this belongs to a horse somewhere out in Nevada.” The audience laughed. He meant it. That horse—a gray named Smoky—had shared nearly every scene with Marvin in Cat Ballou. Marvin played a famously drunken gunslinger, barely able to stand, while Smoky matched him beat for beat—leaning, stumbling, and swaying with uncanny comic precision. The performance was so striking that the American Humane Association gave the horse its own award. Marvin, for his part, believed Smoky had earned half the Oscar. That was who he was. What few people in that room fully grasped was where his performance came from. In June 1944, on the island of Saipan, Marvin was a 20-year-old Marine scout sniper with the 4th Marine Division. During a brutal engagement, Japanese machine gun fire tore through his unit. He was hit, the bullet severing his sciatic nerve. He spent over a year recovering in naval hospitals. Only a handful of men from his company survived. He carried that with him for the rest of his life—the grief, the memories, the nightmares. After the war, acting found him almost by accident. While working as a plumber’s assistant, he filled in for a sick actor in a local theater. When people later asked where he learned to act, he didn’t talk about training. “I learned to act in combat,” he said. “Trying to act unafraid when I was terrified.” That truth ran through every role he played. The hardened villains, the broken men, the characters clinging to their last shot at redemption—they weren’t inventions. He understood them from the inside. In Cat Ballou, he played two roles: the staggering, tragic Kid Shelleen and the ruthless Tim Strawn. One film. Two performances. One Oscar—an unusual feat that set him apart. Despite a long career, Marvin kept very little. Just a few meaningful items: his Oscar (which he half-jokingly shared with Smoky), a citation from the National Cowboy Hall of Fame, a gold record for Wand’rin’ Star—a gravelly, unlikely hit in the UK—and a single high-heeled shoe Vivien Leigh once used to hit him in a scene, kept out of fondness. Everything else was just work. He is buried at Arlington National Cemetery. His headstone doesn’t mention his films or awards. It reads simply: Lee Marvin PFC U.S. Marine Corps World War II That was what mattered most to him. And somewhere in the American West, the horse that helped him create one of cinema’s most memorable performances remains an unknowing partner in that moment—sharing, in Marvin’s eyes at least, half an Oscar and all of the story behind it. Via The Vintage news

If you're in pure building mode, especially in your 20s, I think nothing beats Thailand. Just finished a 2 hour call with an old friend, now based in Bangkok, a catch up call I try to have every few months. Long story short: for $500–$1,000 you can get virtually any accommodation. I asked him to show me some examples. One in the pics has a bookable multi-functional sport court beside a pool. We compared a few others: same story with some variations. He orders from high-quality, healthy restaurants every day. Zero time cooking. Laundry on demand. And so on. Everything works, no time wasted. There are plenty of rooftops and great spots if that's what you're after, at reasonable prices. The key isn't the luxury, it's the capacity to focus on what matters. Example: something breaks at home? It'll get fixed easily. Here in Portugal it becomes an overhead, no matter what. I felt the same in Dubai. It's why part of me still gets excited when I see setups like this. He has another place in mind, visited multiple times, which we discussed a lot. In his view, it's even better than Thailand, at least for him. He asked me not to post it, so for now you'll have to wait. But you still guess it :)

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You can avoid reality, but you cannot avoid the consequences of avoiding reality. — Ayn Rand

I'm still entirely obsessing with this. I can't describe the ache I feel in my actual bones to be navigating the high seas in antique vessels or charting unknown territory in the black of space

Better to be a warrior in a garden than a gardener in a war. — Japanese Proverb

İtalyan kadınları istisnasız orta boy, zarif blazer-pantolon takımları giyer; topuklu ayakkabıdan asla vazgeçmez. Hem cool, hem karizmatik, hem de dişilik tam kararında. Giorgia Meloni bunun en güzel örneklerinden biri. İşte İtalyan stili 👏

“Good men must know violence, so evil men do not become fluent in it”. — Miyamoto Misashi

Netflix is quietly hoping you never type a 4-digit code into your browser. I did. There are 2,200+ hidden categories the homepage will never show you noir thrillers, cult sci-fi, tearjerkers, gentle British reality TV, witchcraft documentaries, deep sea horror, gritty courtroom dramas. Netflix uses over 2,000 "taste clusters" to decide what you see. The algorithm shows you what IT wants. The codes show you everything. You've been scrolling for 20 minutes saying "there's nothing to watch" while sitting on a library of 8,000+ titles organized into categories you were never meant to find. Here's how to unlock them and the codes most worth bookmarking 🧵