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For anybody who is interested in small town living especially along a rocky coast and a State that is known for it Maine Please read , cause I think my childhood and youth was very interesting to say the least

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A running collection of short, clear notes on the hardest questions in origins research. Focus: abiogenesis (life from non-life) and macro-evolution (new body plans, new organs, and molecule-to-man transitions). No appeals to authority. No storytelling disguised as evidence. Only what has actually been observed, repeated, and falsified in the lab or the honest admission when it has not. Data first. The burden of proof stays where it belongs.

The Epstein files are documents related to investigations into Jeffrey Epstein, a wealthy financier accused of sex trafficking minors. Public interest remains high because Epstein had connections to powerful individuals, raising concerns about transparency and accountability in the justice system. Donald Trump has been mentioned in public discussions due to past social associations and his prominence as a political leader. Critics often describe Trump’s behavior and leadership style as unstable or unhealthy; I think they're all sick bitches 🤏🤏🤏

Narrative Autopsy examines fiction as evidence, not metaphor. Stories are treated as pattern diagrams that reveal how power behaves once it stops needing to pretend it’s human. These essays dissect single narrative elements and trace their logic from character to system, from myth to institution. This channel isn’t interested in solutions—only recognition. Because once you see how a system is built, you stop mistaking narrative for truth.

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Mr. Harold Finch, a newly arrived tenant whose excessive curiosity quickly defines him. From dawn, Finch closely observes his apartment hallway, recording neighbors’ movements and routines under the guise of community awareness. Brief interactions with residents reveal his social awkwardness and intrusive attention to detail. Everyday situations, such as hallway encounters and laundry room visits, become opportunities for surveillance. By nightfall, Finch compiles his observations, convinced the building holds hidden secrets, establishing the foundation for his role as the nosy neighbor.

"You will always carry the weight of the things in life you should of done differently... It will always weigh you down, that weight cant ever be compensated for, it will always add to be more then you can bare...."

Here I write from the in-between: separated, still married, still faithful. As a 19-year-old stay-at-home wife, I’m learning how to fight for my marriage without losing my peace, love without hardening my heart, and trust God with what I can’t control. This is a place for prayerful honesty, quiet strength, and becoming—no matter how the story unfolds.