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Canadian model Levi Coralynn (33C-26-37, W:H ratio 0.70, 5 ft 0 in, 112 lbs).

Canadian model Levi Coralynn (33C-26-37, W:H ratio 0.70, 5 ft 0 in, 112 lbs).


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Here’s video 2/3 for the Kingsmen!
The Kingsmen are my faction in Weekend Warrior- an experiential live action event that will be filmed, documentary style, and challenge you in a new form of medieval-style outdoor adventure.
I’m joining forces with Skip Lipman and Ron Newcomb of the Forge Studios- they’re well known for the series, ‘The Rangers’, and also Zan Campbell of Fell and Fair, and together we’re creating this event.
For more, check out our Weekend Warrior Kickstarter, which has a few days to go!

CREDITS
CAST:
Alexandre Lemay
Camil Benoit
Émilie Vallée-Manseau
Gabrielle 'Biquette’ Bergeron
Genovefa Clerica
Jérémie Hrycak Leclaire
MarcC.
Peter de Bracebrigde
Samantha Swords

CREW:
Director of Photography/Editor: Simon Gilberg
Director/Producer//Production Management: Samantha Swords
Production Assistant: Ariane Lafrenière
On Set Photography: Bruno Gallant
On Set Photography Assistant: France Benoit
Props Department: Peter de BracebrigdeandGenovefa Clerica
Featured Props: Samantha Swords
Featured Costume: Genovefa Clerica
Storyboards: Samantha Swords
Drumming:Peter de Bracebrigde
Vocals: Samantha Swords

THANKS TO:
Conner Morgan
Ben Cummings
The Forge Studios
Fell & Fair
L'Auberge de Dragon Rouge
La Ville de Montréal
Ville de Québec
Hostel International Québec
VIA Rail
Marie Brisbois
Calimacil
Marie Bellerose of L'Atelier des Cache-Mis
Le Dogue du Montréal
La Baronnie de l'Île du Dragon Dormant
Charles of Syn Studio
Gaffer Tape
Zoe

ADDITIONAL THANKS:
Jason VandenBerghe
Lisa VandenBerge
Jaydee Ruiz

“X ROYAL,” from Stanley Park, Vancouver, BC.

“X ROYAL,” from Stanley Park, Vancouver, BC.


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A person in a grey hoodie and glasses comes into view, messing with and brushing their hair as white text appears above them.

“As of February of this year-“ (last year, 2020), “61 reserves across Canada dont have access to clean water, or are on boil advisories.“

“Neskantaga First Nation in northwestern Ontario has been on boil water advisory for 25 years. And recently had to but 300 band members in a hotel in Thunder Bay over the holidays during a pandemic. Due to the governments neglect of their crisis.”

The person starts taking three strands of their hair and braided it.

“My reserve, Chapleau Cree Dirst Nation has been living off bottled water for years and i cannot remember the last time i was able to drink from the tap on the rez. But if you drive 5 minutes to the nearby town, their waters fine.”

They start braiding the right side.

“This is a reality hundreds of Indigenous people in Canada still have to face.”

Screen switches to the Tik Toker’s name and username, Lauryn / @rezdog99

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Some of my favourite urban sights:

  • Bricked-up windows
  • Upper-storey doorways that open into empty space
  • Staircases that lead nowhere
  • Clean, working, fully stocked vending machines in obscure and inaccessible places
  • Detailed graffiti on surfaces with no obvious spot for the artist to stand, like the underside of a high bridge, or ten metres up a bare wall
  • Machinery left to rust because there’s no use for it anymore, but it’s in a weird or precarious location and there’s no way to safely remove it

(I’m sure there’s a theme here…)

I’ve been rereading Unknown Armies again recently and there’s a part of me that wants to find occult significance for this sort of nonsense.  But then, I kind of enjoy looking for occult significance for a lot of nonsense.

I’m not convinced that there isn’t some occult significance to some of these. The vending machine in particular stems from what’s definitely one of the weirdest experiences I’ve ever had.

First, some context: I don’t know if it’s like this everywhere, but major Canadian cities tend to have a lot of underground infrastructure - particularly in their downtown areas, where train tunnels, parking garages, underground shopping malls, and hotel basements often connect in such a way that you can easily walk for miles without ever seeing sunlight. The interconnections typically aren’t public, or at least not advertised, but a surprising number of them are accessible if poke around; I once followed a maintenance tunnel in a shopping mall parking complex and emerged in the basement of a nearby casino!

Anyway, I was snooping around in the maintenance tunnels below one of the larger local hotels - legitimately, mind you; I was working for the local telecom at the time, trying to track down an errant network cable - when I rounded a bend and noticed that the corridor a few dozen feet ahead of me was brightly illuminated by something. On top of being filthy and difficult to access, the tunnel was also unlit (I’d been navigating by flashlight), so this really stood out.

I couldn’t see any obvious light fixture to account for it - the light seemed to be emerging from an alcove off to the side of the tunnel - so I went to investigate, and discovered… a Coke machine.

Spotlessly clean, fully stocked, and apparently in full working order; the illumination was coming from its interior display lighting.

In a grimy, unlit maintenance corridor twenty feet below ground level.

In retrospect, I’m kind of glad I didn’t have any change on me at the time, because I’d have been sorely tempted to buy something, and who knows how that would have worked out.

This is like those (____) Gothic posts.

Infrastructural gothic should totally be a thing.

(Honestly, working with infrastructure is a bit like living in a video game, at times. I once had to navigate an honest-to-gods jumping puzzle in order to track down a missing router, all hopscotching from beam to beam and dodging hanging bits of machinery inside the pitch-black vault of a false ceiling, with nothing but a thin layer of cardboard veneer between me and a thirty-foot drop to the floor of the ballroom below. And then there was time I installed a giant laser on top of a skyscraper and pointed it at City Hall…)

Can it be story time forever? Please, good sir, tell us more. 

Okay, sure. This one isn’t weird or creepy, but it’s definitely in line with the whole “infrastructural gothic” thing, and anybody who’s worked corporate may find the circumstances of it hauntingly familiar.

Another gig for a local telecom (though a different one from the vending machine story): I’d been tasked to track down a phantom server. It was an old database box - probably it’d been running for twenty years at that point - and it was normally administered remotely.

Well, it had finally developed an issue that needed to be addressed in person - and here’s the catch: owing to the company’s high staff turnover (to say that they had a personnel retention problem would be an understatement), there was literally no-one left who’d ever laid eyes on the thing. In fact, nobody knew where it was physically located at all!

I ended up having to work backwards, mapping out the building’s network topology, identifying the nearest router whose physical location was known, and physically tracing the cabling as it snaked through the walls and ceilings in order to find where it ended up.

(Luckily, the phantom server had been set up before wireless networking was commonplace - otherwise the little bastard could have been anywhere.)

Finally I narrowed it down to the exact cable the phantom server was using to communicate with the outside world. Nothing can ever be straightforward, though, so a new problem faced me: the cable disappeared under a baseboard on one side of a wall and simply never came out the other side. That was a big problem: if it ran for any distance inside the wall, I might have had to start tearing out drywall in order to figure out where it went.

Before anybody broke out the sledgehammers, it occurred to me that the dimensions weren’t adding up. In the absence of a floorplan, I had to eyeball some measurements, but it seemed like there was a gap of several feet between one side of the offending wall and the other, about what you’d expect if there was a closet there - but there was no door to be found.

Long story short, it turned out that what had happened is that at some point in the preceding decade, an inattentive (or perhaps simply overzealous) contractor had drywalled over the door to a server closet, without first checking whether there was anything inside. Since the phantom server was remotely administered, and it had never had a problem demanding physical intervention before that point, nobody had noticed that it was now literally sealed inside a wall, all Cask of Amontilladostyle.

My job was simply to find the thing, not to fix it, so I never did find out how the situation was resolved, but I’d loved to have been a fly on the wall at the resulting meetings.

Well, I’ve been asked about the laser like a dozen times, so. Sadly, the story’s less interesting than the one-line summary makes it sound, but here goes.

It was another gig for one of the local telecoms (you may detect a theme), this time to get City Hall up on fibre optics. Most private offices in town had gotten fibre optic network service years ago, and the civic infrastructure was basically playing catch-up; I’m given to understand that getting City Hall on fibre was mostly a political gesture toward keeping with the times, since they didn’t really need the bandwidth, but whatever - it’s not the networking technician’s place to question why!

In principle, it should have been an easy task. There’s a lot of underground dark fibre all over town, left over from the dot-com bubble, and most of it’s gone totally unused since the whole WDM fiasco cratered demand for optical bandwidth - most of the time, it’s a simple matter of finding a dark line that goes vaguely where you need it to and lighting that sucker up. For a variety of reasons, however, there was no dark fibre running to City Hall. Something about being unable to excavate due to the presence of historic statues, I think - I never did get the details.

Basically, some bright folks came up with an idea to bypass the need for physical fibre. One of the local hotels had dark fibre running all the way up to the top floor, and thanks to its elevation (and the fact that this province doesn’t really have topography), there was an unobstructed line of sight between the hotel roof and the roof of City Hall. The plan was to light up the hotel fibre and hook it up to a giant fucking laser on the roof, pointed at a large optical sensor on top of City Hall. A similar laser at City Hall would send data back to a matching receiver atop the hotel, thus establishing an open-air optical link.

i was responsible for the hotel end of the link, so up I went. Now, there’s a couple of things you need to know about this scenario:

  • Out here on the Canadian prairie, once the wind gets going, there’s nothing to really get in its way. It’s not uncommon for a particularly windy day to sport winds of up to 50 km/h, with gusts approaching 90 km/h. This was, in fact, a particularly windy day.
  • Fibre optics are greasy. Both for ease of installation and to prevent the hair-thin glass threads from kinking or rubbing once in place, large fibre bundles often have their protective cladding coated - inside and out - with a thick petroleum-based gel. It’s gummy and slippery, and when you cut into a fibre bundle it gets absolutely everywhere.

So there I am, on a high roof with no safety rails, tethered so as not to get blown away, covered head to toe in fibre spooge, attempting to set up this goddamn laser cannon without smudging the lens. Given the distance involved, being even a millimeter off with the aim could cause the beam to miss City Hall entirely, so this was an exceedingly delicate operation; I basically had to clamp adjustable spanners onto the aligning bolts, then very gently tap the wrench handles with a small hammer, carefully checking the calibration sensors after each tap to see whether I was getting further from or closer to dead on.

In the end, it was almost as much fun as the time I got stuck inside a wall because I was the only member of the crew who wasn’t too fat to fit through the maintenance hatch - but that, as they say, is another story.

(For bonus fun, the aforementioned bright folks screwed up their calculations with respect to interference from airborn particles. Their math would have been fine in a typical community, but out here we’re in the middle of sprawling farmland, and the amount of macroscopic crud in the air during planting and harvesting simply wasn’t accounted for in their models. Long story short, the thing doesn’t even work very well half the year!)

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English to French to Québécois translations.
The accuracy is killing me lol

Yeah, when people say Canadians speak French, we really don’t. At all. We just call it French.

When I was younger I lived with a girl from Paris for two months, and every time she’d meet someone who spoke Quebecois they would speak to her thinking she’d understand it, and she would just nod and smile.

Why the fuck is it still called French?

Because its still french??? We have our own dialect and accent yes but it is still french. All over Québec there is different dialects. The french spoken in Montréal isn’t the same as the french spoken in Saguenay for example.

Je vais juste mettre la réponse de «l’insolente linguiste» ici. TLDR; C’est normal que ça ressemble pas à du français vu la façon dont ils l’écrivent. Et puis, c’est niaiseux de comparer la norme a un dialecte.. Le «Français» de cette image est aussi bien utilisé par les Québécois!

Okay, ça, c'est de la belle grosse merde. Ça doit faire 10 ans que cette image circule, au moins! Je l'ai démolie dans mon premier livre, d'ailleurs On confond toutes les variations linguistiques, c'est vraiment épouvantable. En plus, les versions «québécoises» sont écrites dans une orthographe fantaisiste qui stigmatise encore plus le français québécois. Pourquoi du côté québécois, c'est écrit «d'javusa», mais du côté français, c'est «déjà vu ça»? La seule différence, c'est qu'on fait pas le «é»!!! Sérieux, je peux pas croire que ça pogne encore, cette affaire-là.

Faque je me suis un peu amusée, pis j'ai fait l'équivalent, tiens, mais de l'autre bord:

QUÉBÉCOIS…………………………..FRANÇAIS
manger ……………………………….. bèketé
je m’en fous …………………………..jman tanpone
maison ………………………………… piôlle
eau ………………………………………flotte
dormir …………………………………. pionsser
fromage ………………………………. fromton
c’est parfait ……………………………céniquèl

Prenez tous les commentaires qui vous viennent à l'esprit, comme, mettons, «mais ça s'écrit pas nécessairement comme ça» ou «mais c'est pas tous les Français qui parlent de même» ou «mais ça dépend du contexte», pis vous allez avoir tous les bons arguments pour l'image de merde.

@tepitome, arrête de dévaloriser la variante que parlent les québécois. Ça reste du français. Moi non plus quand les français se mettent à parler avec des variantes qui leur sont propres, j’comprends rien.

As someone who lives not too far from the Canadian border in New England, I honestly wish they taught the Québécois dialect either along with or instead of the Parisian French I learned in high school. And I say “Parisian French” because even in France there are so many other dialects. IMO there’s a lot of misguided ways of teaching and while i LOVED my main French teacher, I wish we all had focused on more of a worldwide/functional Francophone vocabulary instead of just what’s in France, and only the Capitol City at that.

Quick english summary of the response chloek3 included for my non-french-speaking followers:

The above image has been making the rounds for at least ten years and the way it transcribes the québécois phrases further stigmatizes that dialect of french. For instance, for “déjà vu ça” they write “d'javusa” even though the only difference is not pronouncing the é in déjà. (The examples included show ways that québécois people use the standard dialect while parisian french people use a non-standard version. When reading this picture, remember that 1. it’s not necessarily written like that, 2. not all french people speak the same, and 3. it depends on context.


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Dieppe beach after the failed raid by Canadian and British troops, the raid resulted in 3367 Canadia

Dieppe beach after the failed raid by Canadian and British troops, the raid resulted in 3367 Canadians killed, wounded or captured and the death of 275 British commandos. 19th August 1942


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Mariners Centre (formerly YMCA), Yarmouth, Nova Scotia, Canada

Mariners Centre (formerly YMCA), Yarmouth, Nova Scotia, Canada


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University of British Columbia - War Memorial Gym, Vancouver, Canada

“I was there in the 70s and 80s and doesn’t seem to have changed much. Glad to see. By the way, the windows in the second photo are at ground level outside. Sometimes when the windows were open, or if some of the frosted coating was scratched off, you could see in from outside.” - Reddit/CommunalShowers

Nikolina Konstantinova Dobreva (aka Nina Dobrev) / BulgariaMore accurate: Bulgarian Canadian

Nikolina Konstantinova Dobreva (aka Nina Dobrev) / Bulgaria


More accurate: Bulgarian Canadian


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New Post has been published on https://www.alwayswanderlust.com/six-stunning-destinations-to-visit-where-its-not-crowded/

Six Stunning Destinations to Visit where it’s Not Crowded

One of the reasons why people travel is to relax and get away from the daily stresses of life. Unfortunately, visiting famous tourist destinations can be such a hassle and stressful sometimes due to the throngs of tourists.

Thankfully, there are many places in the world that are stunning, but without the crowds. Besides, social distancing shouldn’t be an issue in these places once we’re allowed to travel again.

Stunning Destinations to Visit:

1 – New Zealand

Given New Zealand’s massive land area and with only 4.5 million inhabitants, you do not have to go far to seek complete solitude. Most of the population is concentrated in Auckland and other major cities, leaving plenty of open spaces to explore in the country.

The best way to discover its stunning landscape scenery is to go on a road trip. You can start in Auckland and drive your way to the Bay of Islands or take the East Cape route for a more exciting adventure down the road.

2 – Indonesia

When going on a holiday in Indonesia, people will immediately think of Bali. But this world-famous island getaway is often filled with tourists. If you want to escape the crowd, then venture off-the-beaten-path on an exciting private Indonesian tour and get to see the things most of the regular tourists don’t.

Rent a motorbike and look for remote beaches and spots where you can enjoy some peace and quiet without the throngs of beachgoers. Book luxury accommodation at less-touristy areas on the island such as in Nusa Dua, Canggu, and Uluwatu.

View from Sachaca District, Arequipa Peru.

The Sachaca district is one of Arequipa’s district in Peru.

3 – Peru

While most travelers to Peru would visit the large Peruvian hubs like Arequipa, Lima, and Cusco, venturing to the less popular destinations can leave you pleasantly surprised.

For instance, the city of Tingo María is perfect for nature lovers wanting to go on a trek to the Amazon jungle. Dubbed the “Door of the Amazonia,” Tingo María summons travelers to explore its stunning caves and caverns. The nearby rainforest and mountain ranges are also perfect opportunities for nature discovery.

Vernazza is one of 5 villages that make up the Cinque Terre.

Vernazza is one of 5 villages that make up the Cinque Terre.

4 –Italy

Italy is often overcrowded with tourists, but you can always get off the usual tourist trail and explore less crowded places. When visiting the Amalfi Coast, one of the most beautiful Mediterranean summer holiday destinations, skip the busy Ravello and Positano. Head further along the coast to the mountains and remote beaches of Cilento.

It also makes a big difference what time of year you travel to Italy. For example, you’ll not only find the weather more palatable but visiting popular regions like Sicily in October over the summer months can help you escape the crowds. In Tuscany, trek the panoramic hill of Arezzo or explore the medieval hill town of Murlo. Rent a villa at the quiet village of Santa Fiora or stay at one of the charming stone houses in Montefioralle.

A cold morning in Moraine Lake. Banff National Park Canada.

A cold morning in Moraine Lake. Banff National Park Canada.

5 – Canada

Exploring the scenic natural beauty of Canada is something that most travelers would ever dream of doing. The Canadian Rockies in Alberta is the perfect place to visit when it comes to discovering impeccable scenery. Whether it’s the stunning blue waters of Lake Louise or the bighorn sheep of Jasper National Park, the Canadian Rockies are truly full of wonders. Just make sure to schedule your visit after the summer when there’s less crowd of tourists.

6 – Slovenia

When visiting Slovenia, most tourists would go to the famous sights of Ljubljana, Bled, and Postojna Cave. But if you want to venture off-the-beaten-path, check out the Hell Cave and Pokljuka Plateau instead.

Lake Cerknica is also one of the best-kept secrets of Slovenia. It’s an intermittent lake that’s fun to visit at any time of the year. The spring of Krupa in the town of Semič is also worth checking out. This small spring emerges from a 98 ft rock surrounded with a lush green forest.

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