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Hello everyone. Today I have here what remains of my airsoft collection. I'm going to be fully honest here, I'm not expecting to get very much for this, I just need it gone. These guns are somewhat damaged as well and could serve as parts, or even fixer-uppers. I would prefer the magazines go with their respective guns, but they can be purchased separately. Prices unfortunately do not include shipping. That will be calculated once we figure out where I'm sending the thing. Here is what I have available, I will be updating this list as things are sold:
Link for pics: https://imgur.com/a/1j2xIYe
Golden Eagle Scattergun M870 Gas-Powered Shotgun - $55 with magazines, $50 without
- Missing green gas tank
- Rear O-sight is squished
- Black finish is heavily damaged
- Rear butt stock pad clip is broken
- Handgrip wobbles
Comes with 7 30-round shotgun shell magazines, or these can be bought separately for $5
CYMA Thompson M1A1 Full Metal Electric Submachine Gun - $65 with mags, $60 without
- Multiple screws missing on stock & butt plate
- Charging handle broken off (cosmetic issue only)
- Very bad scratches on top of receiver
Comes with 2 110-round midcap magazines, or these can be bought separately for $10
Tokyo Marui Desert Eagle Gas Blowback Pistol - $105 with mags, $80 without
- Missing front sight post
- Slide catch is heavily worn
- Recoil spring is weak
Comes with 2 28-round gas magazines, or these can be bought separately for $35
Umarex/IWI Licensed TAVOR TAR-21 AEG Rifle - $120 with mags, $100 without
- Charging handle broken off (makes access to hopup a little difficult but not impossible)
- Safety switch sometimes sticks
Comes with 3 midcap M4-style magazines (unsure of capacity but I think 120) and 1 KWA K120 magazine, or these can be bought separately for $30
No-name dual stick syle adjustable stock for M4 style rifles - $10
If you would like to purchase this all at once, I will give it to you for $200 plus shipping. Thank you for your time and have a wonderful day.

Looking for the most scenic route and 3-4 places to stop overnight. And could take a different route on the way back. Any suggestions are appreciated.

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My boyfriend and I have always wanted to do a cross-country road-trip with our two dogs. I have 11 days of PTO left this year and 19 next year. Please leave advice and stop suggestions for the pic I attached of the route! We are thinking of staying more north to minimize driving, but I have interest in seeing certain parks such as Zion, Joshua Tree, etc. We both love art, nature, thrifting/antique shopping, and live music. I really want to enjoy and find all the best little things!

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LEGEND

Note	Description
Italics	Pitched previous day or twice in last 3 days.
Strikethrough	Pitched back to back days.
Bold	Recent transaction.
L3:##	Number of pitches thrown in last 3 days.
***	SP first start.
**	SP yet to reach 5.0 innings in a game.
*	SP yet to surpass 6.0 innings in a game.

BULLPEN USAGE

Team	Opp	SP	CL	SU8	SU7	MID	LR
ARI	@DET	Merrill Kelly	Miguel Castro, Andrew ChafinL3:19		Scott McGoughL3:17	Austin AdamsL3:9, Kyle NelsonL3:15, José RuizL3:22, Kevin GinkelL3:10	Drey Jameson
ATL	WSN	AJ Smith-Shawver***	Raisel IglesiasL3:26	Nick AndersonL3:8	A.J. MinterL3:29	Jesse ChavezL3:41, Collin McHughL3:16, Joe JiménezL3:29, Kirby YatesL3:28	Michael TonkinL3:33
BAL	KCR	Tyler Wells	Félix BautistaL3:32	Yennier CanoL3:31	Bryan BakerL3:12	Danny CoulombeL3:22, Mike BaumannL3:17, Cionel Pérez, Keegan AkinL3:18, Austin VothL3:21	Bruce ZimmermannL3:61
BOS	@NYY	Garrett Whitlock	Kenley JansenL3:13	Chris MartinL3:25	Josh Winckowski	Justin GarzaL3:15, Brennan BernardinoL3:7, Nick Pivetta	Corey KluberL3:73
CHC	@SFG	Marcus Stroman	Mark Leiter Jr.L3:22, Adbert AlzolayL3:13	Michael FulmerL3:23	Julian MerryweatherL3:48	Brandon HughesL3:15, Michael RuckerL3:37, Jeremiah EstradaL3:23	Javier Assad
CHW	MIA	Dylan Cease	Liam HendriksL3:14, Kendall GravemanL3:40	Joe KellyL3:46	Reynaldo LópezL3:19	Keynan Middleton, Aaron BummerL3:22, Gregory SantosL3:7	Garrett CrochetL3:15
CIN	@STL	Ben Lively	Alexis DíazL3:11	Lucas SimsL3:9	Buck FarmerL3:16	Ian GibautL3:49, Alex YoungL3:46, Fernando CruzL3:41	Eduardo SalazarL3:53
CLE	HOU	Logan Allen	Emmanuel ClaseL3:16	James KarinchakL3:19	Trevor StephanL3:13	Eli MorganL3:39, Sam HentgesL3:31, Enyel De Los SantosL3:32, Nick SandlinL3:14	Xzavion CurryL3:31
COL	SDP	Austin Gomber	Justin LawrenceL3:31	Pierce JohnsonL3:46	Jake BirdL3:47	Brent SuterL3:9, Brad HandL3:33, Daniel BardL3:39, Matt CarasitiL3:26	Peter LambertL3:55
DET	ARI	Michael Lorenzen	Alex LangeL3:22	Jason FoleyL3:16	Will VestL3:27	José CisneroL3:19, Chasen ShreveL3:23, Tyler HoltonL3:46, Mason Englert, Tyler AlexanderL3:45	Garrett Hill
HOU	@CLE	Cristian Javier	Ryan Pressly	Bryan AbreuL3:25	Hector NerisL3:23	Rafael MonteroL3:35, Phil MatonL3:42, Ryne Stanek, Seth Martinez	Ronel BlancoL3:94
KCR	@BAL	Daniel Lynch*	Scott Barlow	Aroldis Chapman	Taylor Clarke	Carlos Hernández, Jose CuasL3:21, Nick WittgrenL3:15, Austin Cox, Jackson KowarL3:44	Mike Mayers
LAA	SEA	Shohei Ohtani	Carlos EstévezL3:29	Chris DevenskiL3:35	Jacob WebbL3:15	Ben JoyceL3:27, Aaron LoupL3:8, Sam BachmanL3:26, José SorianoL3:26	Tucker Davidson
LAD	@PHI	Michael Grove*	Evan PhillipsL3:22, Brusdar GraterolL3:34, Caleb FergusonL3:30			Yency AlmonteL3:33, Shelby MillerL3:2, Victor González, Alex VesiaL3:17, Nick RobertsonL3:22	Tayler ScottL3:28
MIA	@CHW	Eury Pérez*	A.J. PukL3:14	Dylan Floro	Tanner ScottL3:20	Huascar Brazoban, Steven OkertL3:16, JT Chargois, Andrew NardiL3:14	Bryan HoeingL3:24
MIL	OAK	Adrian Houser	Devin WilliamsL3:11	Peter StrzeleckiL3:37	Joel PayampsL3:32	Hoby Milner, Elvis PegueroL3:23, Trevor MegillL3:17, Bennett SousaL3:25, Jake Cousins	Bryse WilsonL3:20
MIN	@TOR	Sonny Gray	Jhoan DuranL3:2	Brock StewartL3:13	Jorge López	Caleb Thielbar, Emilio PagánL3:20, Jovani Moran, Griffin JaxL3:10	José De LeónL3:26
NYM	@PIT	Tylor Megill*	David RobertsonL3:33, Adam OttavinoL3:34		Brooks RaleyL3:34	Drew SmithL3:36, Jeff BrighamL3:31, Dominic LeoneL3:14, Tommy HunterL3:15, Stephen NogosekL3:30	Josh Walker
NYY	BOS	Gerrit Cole	Clay HolmesL3:16, Michael KingL3:26, Wandy PeraltaL3:1			Ron MarinaccioL3:31, Albert AbreuL3:12, Tommy KahnleL3:27, Jimmy CorderoL3:32, Nick Ramirez	Matt Krook
OAK	@MIL	Sam Moll***	Trevor MayL3:17	Shintaro Fujinami	Sam Moll	Richard LoveladyL3:3, Lucas ErcegL3:11, Austin Pruitt, Sam LongL3:26	Ken WaldichukL3:54
PHI	LAD	Ranger Suárez	Craig KimbrelL3:46	Seranthony DomínguezL3:23	Matt Strahm	Gregory Soto, Connor Brogdon, Jeff Hoffman, Andrew Vasquez, Yunior Marte	Dylan Covey
PIT	NYM	Rich Hill	David Bednar	Colin Holderman	Dauri MoretaL3:17	Jose HernandezL3:11, Yohan RamirezL3:7, Angel PerdomoL3:13, Chase De JongL3:53	Rob ZastryznyL3:32
SDP	@COL	Yu Darvish	Josh HaderL3:19	Nick Martinez	Steven WilsonL3:13	Tim HillL3:10, Tom CosgroveL3:23, Brent HoneywellL3:22, Domingo TapiaL3:13	Drew CarltonL3:26
SEA	@LAA	Luis Castillo	Paul SewaldL3:22	Andrés MuñozL3:16	Justin Topa	Matt BrashL3:19, Gabe Speier, Tayler SaucedoL3:15, Matt FestaL3:16	Chris FlexenL3:32
SFG	CHC	Anthony DeSclafani	Camilo DovalL3:24	Tyler RogersL3:29	John BrebbiaL3:26	Taylor RogersL3:34, Scott AlexanderL3:18, Ryan WalkerL3:15, Luke JacksonL3:21, Jakob Junis, Tristan BeckL3:11	Sean ManaeaL3:83
STL	CIN	Jordan Montgomery	Ryan HelsleyL3:11, Giovanny GallegosL3:11	Jordan HicksL3:16	Andre Pallante	Génesis Cabrera, Drew VerHagenL3:22, Chris StrattonL3:29	Steven MatzL3:19
TBR	TEX	Tyler Glasnow*	Jason AdamL3:38	Colin PocheL3:25	Robert StephensonL3:13	Jake DiekmanL3:33, Kevin KellyL3:13, Jalen BeeksL3:23, Shawn ArmstrongL3:24	Luis Patiño
TEX	@TBR	Andrew Heaney	Will SmithL3:15	Josh SborzL3:25	Grant Anderson	Brock Burke, José Leclerc, Cole RagansL3:10, John King	Spencer Howard
TOR	MIN	Yusei Kikuchi	Jordan RomanoL3:19	Erik SwansonL3:30	Nate Pearson	Tim Mayza, Trevor RichardsL3:13, Adam Cimber, Yimi GarcíaL3:15, Anthony Bass	Bowden Francis
WSN	@ATL	Josiah Gray	Kyle Finnegan, Hunter Harvey		Carl Edwards Jr.L3:13	Mason ThompsonL3:10, Chad KuhlL3:54, Jordan WeemsL3:16, Cory Abbott	Thaddeus WardL3:29

TRANSACTIONS

Date	Team	Player	Category	Description
6/9	PHI	José Alvarado	INJURIES	Will be activated from 15-Day IL
6/8	CHW	Tanner Banks	PROMOTION	Recalled from minors (27th man)
6/8	ATL	Michael Tonkin	INJURIES	Activated from 15-Day IL
6/8	LAD	Tayler Scott	PROMOTION	Recalled from minors

Le torce da stadio rappresentano un'icona indiscussa dello sport. Non c'è niente di più emozionante che vedere migliaia di persone riunite in uno stadio, le luci che si abbassano e l'oscurità che avvolge l'arena. È in quel momento che le torce da stadio prendono vita, illuminando la scena con la loro potente luce e creando un'atmosfera magica e coinvolgente.
Le torce da stadio sono state utilizzate per decenni per celebrare eventi sportivi di ogni genere, dalle competizioni di calcio alle Olimpiadi. Sono diventate un simbolo di passione, tifo e unità, un mezzo per esprimere il proprio sostegno alla squadra del cuore e contribuire a creare un'esperienza indimenticabile per gli atleti e gli spettatori.
Ma cos'è esattamente una torcia da stadio? È uno strumento di illuminazione portatile progettato per generare una luce intensa e concentrata. Solitamente realizzate in metallo resistente al calore, le torce da stadio sono alimentate da una combinazione di batterie e combustibile, come il gas propano, che brucia per produrre una fiamma luminosa.
Le torce da stadio sono disponibili in diverse dimensioni, ma una delle più comuni è la torcia da 30-40 centimetri di lunghezza. Queste dimensioni sono ideali per essere impugnate comodamente durante gli eventi sportivi, consentendo agli spettatori di sollevarle in aria e creare uno spettacolo di luci vibrante e coinvolgente.
Una delle caratteristiche distintive delle torce da stadio è il loro effetto fumogeno. Quando la torcia viene accesa, produce una fiamma luminosa accompagnata da un sottile getto di fumo colorato. Questo effetto visivo aggiunge un ulteriore livello di spettacolarità e enfatizza l'atmosfera festosa degli eventi sportivi.
Le torce da stadio sono facili da usare e sicure se maneggiate correttamente. Tuttavia, è fondamentale seguire le istruzioni del produttore e tenere conto delle norme di sicurezza locali per garantire un uso responsabile e evitare incidenti indesiderati.
Oltre ad essere strumenti di illuminazione, le torce da stadio hanno anche un valore simbolico. Rappresentano l'energia dei tifosi, la passione e la dedizione verso la squadra o l'atleta preferito. Sono spesso utilizzate per creare coreografie di luce e colori durante le partite, amplificando l'effetto di tifo e coinvolgimento della folla.
Ma le torce da stadio non sono limitate solo agli eventi sportivi. Possono essere utilizzate anche per altri scopi, come concerti, festival, manifestazioni pubbliche e feste all'aperto. La loro capacità di illuminare grandi spazi e creare un'atmosfera unica le rende un accessorio versatile per qualsiasi occasione in cui si desideri aggiungere un tocco di magia e spettacolarità.
Le torce da stadio sono disponibili in una vasta gamma di colori, consentendo agli appassionati di personalizzare la loro esperienza. Dai classici colori delle squadre sportive ai toni vivaci e sgargianti, c'è una torcia da stadio per ogni gusto e preferenza. Questa varietà offre la possibilità di creare coreografie luminose spettacolari, rendendo gli eventi ancora più memorabili e coinvolgenti.
In conclusione, le torce da stadio sono un elemento imprescindibile per ogni appassionato di sport e amante degli eventi spettacolari. Oltre a fornire un'illuminazione potente, sono simboli di passione, tifo e unità. Con le loro fiamme luminose e i colori vivaci, creano un'atmosfera magica che rende gli eventi sportivi e le occasioni speciali ancora più indimenticabili. Sia che tu sia uno spettatore o un organizzatore, le torce da stadio sono l'accessorio perfetto per illuminare la tua passione per lo sport e lasciare un'impronta di emozione nell'aria.
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This is going to be a long rant sorry. I'll put the tl;dr here at the start. Spent years complaining to different doctors about symptoms, got consistently different answers. Had a positive pregnancy test 2 weeks ago. 5 days ago rushed to the ER with debilitating cramps and sudden severe bleeding. Roughly 8 hours later was told I lost the baby due to being rh - and oh, I have pcos. In addition to all of that, I feel like no one is helping or educating me on what is wrong with me.
Long version:
Heavy periods were normal in my family. Most of my periods since late teenage years had been heavy and lasted long. I'd been to doctors and was told as long as they came around the same day and lasted about the same time, it was still normal. I rarely have cramps during my periods, and aside from occasionally having extremely heavy flow days or maybe a slightly longer bleeding cycle, it didn't bother me much.
At 19 I had a chemical pregnancy. My then boyfriend (now husband) and I went apple picking in the hills; this was a big deal because it was our first "trip", almost 2 hours from our home town. I had missed my period but only by maybe five days and was excited that our sort of big date wouldn't be ruined by aunt flow. Half way there she showed up anyways... or at least I thought that what was happening. I had mild cramps which was strange but the bleeding didn't stop. I was going through a super tampon and pad roughly every half hour. We made it to the hills, and within 20 mins left. I was too embarrassed to tell him why I needed to go home and blamed it on feeling incredibly sick. What really happened was I had sneezed, and even though it had been maybe 15 mins since I had switch my tampon and pad it gushed so badly that I bleed through my jeans.
I went to the doctor the next day. Found out it was a chemical pregnancy. They did all the "regular tests" to see if there was anything else wrong. Everything came back negative. I was given meds and told to let nature take its course.
Around 22 I started battling my weight. I am 5 foot 1. My healthly weoght is between 115 and 125 lbs. I always did sports so I spent most of my teen years around 130/135, majority ot being muscle weight from the years of softball, swim team, and polo.
My eating habits hadn't changed. But I suddenly kept gaining weight and couldn't lose it. I though maybe it was because I no longer did Phys Ed classes and stopped doing sports. I didn't think I'd hit 165 in just a few months, but assumed it was my fault. I dieted like crazy, started hiking 2 hrs a day, and was able to lose most of the weight and sit comfortably around 145. I never got back to my ideal/healthy weight though. I brought this up to doctors and was told it was my metabolism aging. It was normal. It happened. I just had to adjust my lifestyle and make the best of it.
Shortly after, mostly because I kept demanding answers, I went to an OB who told me I had fibroids. It felt good to get an answer after years of frustration. I tried different birth controls, which helped but also caused other unwanted side effects. More weight gain. Mood swings. Decreased sex drive. Depression. Nothing seemed to be worth it. So I stopped and focused on living as health as I could. Not dieting but chosing better options and eating less. Starting jujitsu. Keeping up with hiking. Things seemed to be balancing out.
At 23 I was in a bad car crash. I was tboned on my driver's side by someone who was trying to turn left into a gas station, going 45 mph. After a couple of days at the hospital, frontal lobe damage, cracked skull,, broken bones, and other minor exteral damage, I fell into a terrible depression. My wrist was shattered so badly that I was in a cast for 9 months. I couldn't exercise. I was always in pain. And almost overnight I went from a healthy-ish (not what I should be at but what I was comfortable at) 145lbs to 165 lbs. Not actually over night but in about a month and a half. I was barely eating because the meds I was on made me so nauseous and completely zoned out. I was stuck inside due to the concussion I had and I was stuck in bed due to other injuries. The bleeding got worse. But I was told it was just the fibroids flaring up.
My periods got worse. They started lasting longer. They were more frequent. I would get one week off and then three or four weeks of bleeding. One time it was a solid 3 months of almost non stop bleeding. I did blood work. Pelvic exams. Went to the OB, my primary care doctor. Moved to a new state. Got a new OB.
At this point my weight gain had gotten even worse. I somehow would drop 10 lbs and gain 10 lbs and then drop 5 and gain 15 over the course of a month. My once thick hair had gotten so thin. It was falling out in clumps. I had bald spots. It was snapping off in places. I did hair masks, oils, viviscal pills. Nothing seemed to help. My depression and anxiety was also getting worse, but after taking pills to feel numb I tried to focus more on natural fixes. Sam-E, holistic supplements, healthy eating.
I told this to my new OB. They did thyroid tests. Diabetes tests. Cancer tests.
And the answer was always, well it's more common than you think to flux in weight. Your blood work looks fine. Sometimes women get heavy periods due to stress. Hair loss is natural with age. Maybe you should change your diet. Work out more.
It was exhausting.
Fast forward to 2023. I got married after 10 years of being with my now husband. We were finally ready to start a family and trying for kids. My OB gave me the all clear, said we shouldn't have anything to worry about. My fibroids hadn't been flaring up. My periods were fairly regular. My dedication to getting healthy was paying off. As strenuous as it was, it was getting results.
I worked hard, lost about 25lbs and got down to 170 last year.
Things were getting better, I was working my ass off. After 5 years I found the strength to join jits again. Even though I had pain and had to be careful with my.old injuries I worked hard to keep up.
Life was getting better.
I've always wanted to be a mom. Since I was little.
When I got that positive test after 5 months of trying it was the happiest day of my life. It had been about 7 weeks from my last period. I had had some light cramping. A day of pink spotting. I could smell things like a blood hound.
The soonest appointment we could get with my OB was a week after the positive test, but I didn't care. I was so happy.
I had adjusted my diet. Fought my sugar cravings and ate only completely natural sugars like fruit. I focused on nutritional food. I did light exercise. I took prenatal, and stopped drinking caffeine. I tried to do everything right.
At the OB the ultrasound didn't look great. They couldn't see much, but confirmed the thick wall was there, and it looked healthy. My blood test came back with healthy levels of p and hcg.
Friday the cramps started. Saturday the spotting started. The cramps got worse. Sunday was the worst day of my life bare none. The cramps pain was unbearable. The bleeding was mind blowing. I was going through 4 super plus tampons in an hour. The pads were the only thing keeping me from bleeding through my clothes every 15 mins.
We spend from about 1:30pm til about 9pm in the ER. I knew at this point what the news was going to be. Blood work was first. It confirmed almost nonexistent levels of HCG. I was told i was rh negative and my body rejected the baby, but i couldnt leave yet. Pelvic exam was next. They couldn't give me any answers on why they were keeping me or what else was wrong. After the ultrasound we waited about 3 hours for results. I was told I couldn't leave because they were concerned I might have twisted an ovary and needed surgery.
The news I got back was a million times worse. Both ovaries were covered in a large amount of tiny cysts. I was told I have pcos. Well they were almost certain it was pcos.
I asked questions buy got very few and vague answers. I was told to go to my OB appointment that I had already scheduled for my 7 week pregnancy follow up. I would learn more there.
I went to my appointment yesterday. Again got very few answers.
I was told more tests needed to be run, and it was hard to do while I was in the process of having a miscarriage. It was probably pcos. I would need to come back in 3 weeks, when I should be ovulating again. I could find out more then.
I feel so lost. I did my own research and finally things started to make sense.
The symptoms were lining up. Things I never even considered being related to each other.
The obvious ones were irregular periods, thinning hair, difficulty losing weight.
However it was the smaller symptoms that made it all click. My sleep habits had gotten very poor. I had trouble falling and staying asleep. I had darkening skin in my elbows, knees, armpits, private areas. Headaches which seemed to get worse around my ovulation time. Unexplained fatigue.
I feel so hopeless. I feel like no one is helping me. No one is guiding me on how to treat this. Or what to do. My concerns were being brushed off by medical professionals. Most of the information I have I found myself after my ER visit. I feel alone, and defeated, and just tired. I've been unable to muster any energy to do much other than get up, go to work, eat a little, and sit/lay in bed. I know it has a lot to do with the miscarriage, which has been hard, but I feel like the pcos diagnosis has just crimpled me mentally to a point where I don't even know how to function anymore.
Thanks for letting me rant. It feels better being able to put into words these feelings. I'm trying to stay strong and not show this side to my husband. He took the news just as hard, if not worse, than I did.
For those who made it this far, any advice would be greatly appreciated. Where do I go from here....

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Imagine a world staggering beneath the weight of over eight billion souls, most leaving behind a unique scar of cruelty and neglect. It's a burden too heavy for our Earth to bear. And I, a mere blip, found myself on the precipice of non-existence. A Tuesday etched into memory, the second-to-last day of school, and the prelude to my abrupt end. I offer you, reader, not just a recounting of my last week and the only proof of my existence, but also a stark warning.
At fifteen, I was awkwardly wading through the stormy seas of adolescence, complete with the scourge of hormonal surges and the unfortunate sprinkling of acne dotting my face. My world was wonderfully wrapped up in a corner of our high school cafeteria, a realm presided over by Emila. The dazzling subject of my dreams, she held me under her spell with her enchanting beauty. Her hair, a river of glistening platinum, formed a comforting canopy around me, filling my senses with a tantalizing mix of coconut-scented shampoo and the memorable reminder of our gym sessions.
“Alex. ALEX!”
My Emila-infused daydream was interrupted by Elijah, my only friend in a table full of acquaintances.
“Did you see the TikTok I sent?”
He asked, a twinkle of devilish delight dancing in his eyes. I fumbled for my phone, eager for a dose of Elijah’s promised comedy, only to find the video was no longer available with unsurprising speed.
“Man, it was comedy gold! Imagine Thanos, asscheeks and all, telling the most offensive shit. Legendary stuff”
Elijah chuckled heartily, his laughter echoing around the room.
“Sure sounds like it”
I muttered, my gaze returning to Emila. Her attention was stolen by my older brother, the infamous Mikey, whose joke had her laughing. Mikey, a final year student with a solid record of academic underachievement and a proclivity for marijuana, was a walking, talking, stoner stereotype. What was unsettling was his inexplicable charm with the wide-eyed freshman girls, a twisted hobby that gave him an unusual sense of satisfaction.
As the bell shrilled, signaling the end of the school day, Mikey abruptly stood up, the metal chair beneath him screeching. His next words, a slurred mix of slangs and contemporary cuss words, were aimed at summoning his freshman fan club. At the same time, he requested for Emila to join their quest for illicit pleasures. Emila's reaction was a fusion of disgust and amusement, an expression I decided to commit to memory for my poetry. She gracefully declined his offer with a well-rehearsed flip of her hair and a disdainful wave of her hand, then she returned to her conversation, laughter pealing from her like sweet music, completely oblivious to my heart hammering in my chest.
Around me, chaos broke loose as the cafeteria, now released from the clutches of academic torture, transitioned into a war zone of wild whoops, boisterous laughter. The last sight that graced my eyes as I exited the cafeteria was the bewildered expression on the face of our school janitor, as he stood paralyzed amidst the storm, mop in hand It was a fittingly ludicrous end to another thrillingly mundane school day. With that, I picked up my bag, donned my headphones, and began my solitary trek home.
The burden of unrequited love weighed heavily upon my weary shoulders as I trudged homeward. In dire need of a hit, I fumbled for my go-to vape, only to be met with the light show of a dead battery. As I hit the 7-Eleven on my route, I was looking forward to seeing Antonio, this dude who seemed more interested in cracking jokes than caring about checking IDs. But instead of Antonio's playful smirk, I came face-to-face with a new character, with wrinkles that told stories of time gone by. A wave of disappointment washed over me as I nabbed a bottle of Dr. Pepper and headed for the cash register.
"What happened to Antonio?"
I asked, putting my drink on the counter for the mystery guy.
"Who?"
He muttered, his focus on the soda can he was sliding under the scanner.
"Antonio, the guy who's usually here in the evenings"
I explained, a hint of irritation in my voice.
"Dunno. I only started here last week. I just know the young girl who takes over when my shift ends"
He responded, his words leaving a gap in my world, like a punch in the gut of my usual routine.
Taking a bubbly swig of my Dr. Pepper, I tried to swallow the truth of teenage life. It was like walking into my favorite cozy room, only to find the furniture rearranged haphazardly. The change was unexpected, and unwelcome.
Finally trekking my way home after sitting on a bench listening to music for what Must've been hours. I walked under a sky that seemed to be experimenting with shades of orange and purple, I felt a strange kind of solitude sneaking in. My thoughts kept playing a merry-go-round with Mikey, Emila, and now absent Antonio - the trio that had become the stars of my high school drama.
My front door protested loudly under my foot's frustrated kick, and a slurred
"WHAT THE FUCK!"
Bellowed from the living room. My mother, ensnared in an alcoholic haze, lounged over the couch, her shaking finger accusingly pointed in my direction.
"Did you forget that I get migraines?"
The smell of tequila permeated the air, filling my nostrils as soon as I crossed the threshold. I sighed, hoping for a lifeline.
"Is dad home?"
My mother sank back onto the couch, her voice a whisper
"No."
My father, the only one who occasionally lent an ear when I complained about Mikey, was perpetually chained to his cubicle, another cog in the corporate machine.
I ascended the stairs, each creaking step a harmony to the melancholic rhythm of the dark. The silent house held the weight of my unease, my chest tightening with an indescribable yearning. Tucked away in the solitude of my room, I pulled out my phone, the screen's glow illuminating my apprehensive features. I typed out a tentative message to Emilia, a small confession of the feelings that had long been gnawing at my insides.
"Hey, Emilia, I..."
First message sent. But before I could finish my second text, the dreaded words - 'Message Failed to Send' stared back at me. My heart sank. Was it a sign? Maybe the universe was intervening, telling me it wasn't the right time, or perhaps, it never would be. Disheartened, I slung my phone aside, letting the unsent feelings hover in the digital void. Slipping under the comforting shroud of my blanket, I drifted off into a sleep, with dreams tinted in hues of Emilia and unspoken words.
The next morning started out ordinary until it was splattered with the color of angst when I pleaded with Mikey that morning to stay away from Emila. His response?
"Amelia, the freshman? Didn't know you had a thing for her."
His nonchalance was maddening.
"Emila. As your brother, I'm asking you to back off"
I clarified, hoping it would penetrate his stubborn exterior.
His perplexed expression turned into a nonchalant shrug.
"Damn, been saying her name wrong the few times we spoke, and she never bothered to correct me."
Mikey shrugged and walked away, leaving me feeling dismissed and unheard.
Feeling a mix of frustration and confusion, I left for school and shook off the encounter with my brother and headed to my first-period class. As I stepped into the room, I expected to see my usual teacher, Ms. Thompson, waiting at her desk. However, to my surprise, it was someone else entirely—a teacher I had never seen before. I had really liked Ms. Thompson too so to see she got a substitute on the last day was dissapointing. Yet his resemblance to Ms. Thompson was uncanny, from the way he held himself to the tone of his voice. I knew something was off.
I glanced around the classroom, taking in the unfamiliar arrangement of notes and papers hanging on the walls. The subjects and diagrams were foreign to me, not matching the usual decor that adorned this space. It was as if I had entered an alternate dimension, where everything seemed the same yet completely different.
As the class went on, the new teacher droned on with the same monotony I had grown accustomed to, but it felt hollow, lacking the genuine concern and passion that Ms. Thompson always displayed. The other students seemed oblivious to the change, talking and cutting up as if nothing was amiss. But I couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.
Throughout the rest of class, my mind wandered, retracing the events of the past few days. Antonios unexpected absence, the failed text to Emila, Mikey's nonchalant reaction to my warning about Emila, the strange teacher in place of Ms. Thompson—it all felt like pieces of a puzzle that didn't quite fit together. For the first time, I realized how little attention I had paid to the details of my daily routine. But now, with this subtle shift in my surroundings, I couldn't help but question everything.
As the class finally came to an end, I gathered my things and made my way out.
The unfolding of the remaining classes before lunch did nothing to alleviate the paranoia that was steadily creeping over me. In my second-period class, usually dedicated to cleaning out the science lab, I noticed a set of instruments that we'd never used before. My peers didn't bat an eyelid, but to me, the incongruity was unsettling. Then in English, our final class reading didn't correspond to the assigned book. The text seemed different, as though it had been subtly altered.
Physical education, typically a free play session on the last day, was different too. Coach Peters was blowing a whistle I'd never seen before, its pitch more grating than the usual. And just before lunch, during the end-of-year assembly, the principal's speech, usually so predictable, seemed off. It contained references to events and achievements that didn't match my memories.
As lunchtime arrived, a mix of anticipation and anxiety filled the air. Even with my world falling apart I found time to worry about Mikey's presence around Emila. However, Emila was nowhere to be found. When I mentioned this to the group as I took my seat, my words were met with silence, as if I had become invisible.
Sitting alone at the edge of the table, I sought solace in our group pictures, hoping to catch a glimpse of Emila. I opened Snapchat and scrolled through my camera roll until I found my favorite picture of her. But to my surprise, Emila was inexplicably absent from the image. I blinked in disbelief, rubbed my eyes, and questioned my own perception. How could she have vanished? In the photo, my arm had once embraced her, but now it hung empty at my side.
"Guys, where's Emila?"
I asked, passing my phone to Elijah. He stared at the screen for a long moment, as if emerging from a trance.
"Who?"
He finally responded absentmindedly, his attention quickly diverted by a video shared by another friend.
Taking back my phone, I desperately searched for more pictures, only to find that they had vanished—her Instagram, Snapchat, even her parents' Facebook profiles. Panic gripped me, and I screamed
"WHERE IS EMILA!?"
My voice resonating through the cafeteria, reverberating off the walls. The entire room fell into an eerie silence, and all eyes turned to me, their gazes fixed with a mix of curiosity and concern.
"Her social media is gone. I feel like I'm going insane, and none of you even acknowledge me!"
My voice cracked with desperation as I pleaded for answers.
Mikey and Elijah rose from their seats, their expressions filled with compassion, ready to console me. But I couldn't bear their pity, their feeble attempts to calm my tormented mind. Their words would be meaningless. With a surge of frantic energy, I pushed my chair back and fled the suffocating atmosphere of the cafeteria.
As I stumbled out of the school, my surroundings blurred in a whirlwind of confusion and distress. The world itself seemed to warp and twist, mocking my feeble attempts to comprehend the inexplicable. Thoughts tumbled through my mind, colliding and fragmenting like shattered glass. Where had Emila gone? How could she vanish so completely, leaving no trace behind? Was I losing my grip on reality?
A light drizzle began peppering the surroundings, setting a somber atmosphere. Hours slipped away as I aimlessly wandered, searching for answers. Maybe someone had slipped me acid-laced food, or perhaps I was crazy like my mother. The thought of my brother's affinity for drugs crossed my mind, but I had never dabbled. Nevertheless, I felt compelled to find a sense of respite in my vape once again.
Entering the 7-Eleven, a chilling sensation overcame me as I discovered the same elderly man behind the counter. Without uttering a word, I hopped over the counter, desperate to find any clue.
"Kid, you can't be back there!"
The man exclaimed, attempting to restrain me. Swiftly, I pushed him away, unearthing the work schedule from the wall.
"Where's Antonio?" I stammered.
The old man, seemed to recognize me.
"I asked about that. Antonio doesn't work here"
He said, struggling to regain his footing. Overwhelmed with a sense of paranoia, I bolted out of the gas station, gasping for breath only when I reached the safety of my home.
In the dim light of the early evening, I found myself sprawled on the unkempt grass of the front yard. The recent rain had left the ground sodden, but I barely noticed the wetness seeping into my clothes. As the rain mingled with my silent tears, I heard the familiar rumble of my older brother Mikey's truck pulling into the driveway.
"Hey pussy"
He exclaimed, pushing his rain-soaked hair back from his forehead. His voice carried a light-hearted jest that felt foreign amidst the somber atmosphere. He was always like this, quick to crack a joke even in the gloomiest of moments. It was his way of diffusing tension, I suppose. He reached out, pulling me up and leading me towards the house. Once inside and in his room, an aroma filled my nose – a peculiar mix of stale pizza and mildewy old books – that somehow comforted me in a strange, indescribable way. It was an olfactory reminder of a time before things got so complicated.
Catching my eye, Mikey reached into his drawer and withdrew an intricately designed glass bong. I had seen it before, on one of those rare occasions when Mikey would let me into his private world. Now, he was extending the invitation again. He passed me the bong, a knowing smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
I hesitated for a moment, my mind flashing back to times when mom would sit us down in front of the TV after school, her kind and comforting presence a strong reassurance of love and security. That was before the alcohol took over, before the comforting light in her eyes had been replaced by a glassy, distant look. The thought of her brought an odd sense of calmness, as if her spirit was there with me, in Mikey, guiding me through this haze.
Taking the bong from Mikey, I let out a nervous chuckle, matching his playful demeanor. As I took a hit, we fell into a comfortable laughter, punctuated only by the deafening theme song of Family Guy playing on the large TV in the corner of his room. The memory of our shared laughter resonated deeply within me, a balm to the churning unrest I had been feeling.
"It seems today that all you see is violence in movies and -"
Suddenly, the television vanished, replaced by a weathered dresser that had been stored in the attic.
Mikey's phone suddenly blared a familiar jingle.
"Ah, man. One sec, bro,"
"-sex on TV." My brother's phone blared at maximum volume.
"Sorry, bro, my friend texted me"
He explained, placing the phone between us.
"Where's the TV?"
I muttered, the words hardly audible. As the high intensified, the room started to spin, the comfort of Mickey's presence fading away. I reached out in a futile attempt to steady myself but fell onto the cold, hardwood floor. The room seemed to swirl around me, familiar objects distorting into unrecognizable shapes and colors.
Pulling myself up, I lurched out of the room, navigating the labyrinthine house as fragments of memories flooded my mind. It felt like I was walking through a dream – a vivid, disorienting journey through time and space. Stepping outside, I saw the lawn had morphed into a neatly trimmed landscape, A new 'For Sale' sign swaying gently in the evening breeze, dissolved away as quickly as I noticed it.
The sounds of laughter drew my attention to the house. The windows were aglow with warm, inviting light, revealing an unfamiliar family engrossed in their game night. Their joy was a stark contrast to my growing desolation.
As days rolled on, my world reshaped, transforming from the familiar to an enigmatic panorama. Faces blurred, places mutated, my identity itself seemed to wane, fading into oblivion.
Caught in this mutating reality, I felt a quiet observer, my existence phasing out into the ether. Friends, family, Emila - all were doomed to be memories of a boy who will soon be gone.
Then, amidst the dissolving haze, clarity dawned, presenting a profound revelation. Our Earth was yearning for equilibrium, burdened with the weight of 8 billion souls, a possibly infinite and cruel humanity, now quickly seeking balance before it was too late.
We had pushed our home to her brink. Now, a beautiful transformation is underway. Smiling strangers began to color my world, their joy reflecting the Earth's newfound harmony. Merchandise, once an extravagant luxury, now seemed accessible to all. The battlefield in Ukraine had given way to peace, a testament to the world healing its wounds.
As I type this out in a clean and rather nicely lit alleyway. I find myself blending into the cosmic expanse, my hands and arms fading away before returning as if the universe wants me to finish. As I turn from a solid entity into an echo of existence. The world moves on, its stride unperturbed by my fading presence. Yet, in my diminishing, I realize my contribution to Earth's balance.
Earth is in the midst of achieving perfection. Many of you won't make it and will be gutted like myself, some of you will stay. The rest of you, I catch glimpses of as I fade, timeliness unaffected and left to die without God.
My final thoughts are not of sorrow, but of serene acceptance and profound understanding. As I phase into the ether, I became a cosmic whisper, a gentle reminder of the necessity for balance and respect for our fragile planet.

Dopo mesi di ricerca ho trovato un box auto che potrebbe interessarmi: metratura giusta, comoda posizione, prezzo interessante. Effettuo un sopralluogo e incominciano a sorgere i dubbi: sul soffitto passano le tubature del gas condominiale e in fondo il muro è rovinato causa umidità. Una bella macchia con intonaco rovinato che mi ha lasciato molto perplesso. Chiamo l'agenzia che naturalmente ha giustificato il problema come umidità che è risalita dalle cantine. Non so quando sia veritiera la giustificazione data dall'agenzia ma vorrei evitare di incorrere in problemi ben più grossi (e.g. perdita acqua da tubature nei muri). Che consigli mi date per evitare di acquistare un futuro problema? Mi servirebbero sia consigli tecnici che consigli "legali" (esempio clausole da inserire nella proposta). Sono veramente indeciso e l'edilizia non è il mio mestiere

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Last updated: 06/08/23 12:18:53 EST

LEGEND

Note	Description
Italics	Pitched previous day or twice in last 3 days.
Strikethrough	Pitched back to back days.
Bold	Recent transaction.
L3:##	Number of pitches thrown in last 3 days.
***	SP first start.
**	SP yet to reach 5.0 innings in a game.
*	SP yet to surpass 6.0 innings in a game.

BULLPEN USAGE

Team	Opp	SP	CL	SU8	SU7	MID	LR
ARI	@WSN	Merrill Kelly	Miguel Castro, Andrew ChafinL3:19		Scott McGoughL3:17	Austin AdamsL3:9, Kyle NelsonL3:15, José RuizL3:22, Kevin GinkelL3:10	Drey Jameson
ATL	NYM	Spencer Strider	Raisel IglesiasL3:17	Nick AndersonL3:8	A.J. MinterL3:29	Jesse ChavezL3:16, Collin McHughL3:16, Joe Jiménez, Kirby YatesL3:28	Michael Tonkin
BAL	@MIL	Kyle Bradish	Félix BautistaL3:11	Yennier CanoL3:25	Bryan Baker	Danny CoulombeL3:22, Mike BaumannL3:17, Cionel Pérez, Keegan Akin, Austin VothL3:21	Bruce ZimmermannL3:61
BOS	@CLE	Matt Dermody***	Kenley JansenL3:13	Chris MartinL3:25	Josh Winckowski	Justin GarzaL3:15, Brennan BernardinoL3:23, Nick PivettaL3:31, Corey Kluber	Chris MurphyL3:54
CHC	@LAA	Drew Smyly	Mark Leiter Jr.L3:22, Adbert Alzolay	Michael FulmerL3:23	Julian MerryweatherL3:15	Brandon HughesL3:15, Michael RuckerL3:37, Jeremiah EstradaL3:23	Javier AssadL3:38
CHW	@NYY (2)	Lance Lynn, Mike Clevinger*	Liam HendriksL3:14	Kendall GravemanL3:22	Joe KellyL3:28	Reynaldo López, Keynan Middleton, Aaron Bummer, Gregory Santos	Garrett Crochet
CIN	LAD	Graham Ashcraft	Alexis DíazL3:23	Lucas SimsL3:16	Buck FarmerL3:30	Ian GibautL3:14, Alex YoungL3:31, Fernando CruzL3:15	Eduardo SalazarL3:16
CLE	BOS	Aaron Civale	Emmanuel ClaseL3:16	James KarinchakL3:10	Trevor StephanL3:13	Eli MorganL3:39, Sam HentgesL3:31, Enyel De Los SantosL3:17, Nick SandlinL3:14	Xzavion Curry
COL	SFG	Chase Anderson*	Justin LawrenceL3:31	Pierce JohnsonL3:16	Jake BirdL3:36	Brent SuterL3:9, Brad HandL3:33, Daniel BardL3:35, Matt Carasiti	Peter LambertL3:55
DET	@PHI	Tyler Holton***	Alex Lange	Jason Foley	Will VestL3:27	José CisneroL3:19, Chasen ShreveL3:14, Tyler HoltonL3:33, Mason EnglertL3:52, Tyler AlexanderL3:45	Garrett Hill
HOU	@TOR	Framber Valdez	Ryan Pressly	Bryan AbreuL3:11	Hector NerisL3:23	Rafael MonteroL3:20, Phil MatonL3:15, Ryne StanekL3:20	Seth MartinezL3:21
KCR			Scott Barlow	Aroldis Chapman	Taylor Clarke	Carlos HernándezL3:23, Jose CuasL3:21, Nick WittgrenL3:33, Austin Cox, Jackson KowarL3:44	Mike MayersL3:75
LAA	CHC	Reid Detmers	Carlos EstévezL3:15	Chris DevenskiL3:19	Jacob WebbL3:15	Ben JoyceL3:27, Aaron LoupL3:8, Sam BachmanL3:26, José SorianoL3:13	Tucker Davidson
LAD	@CIN	Clayton Kershaw	Evan PhillipsL3:22, Brusdar GraterolL3:34, Caleb FergusonL3:30			Yency AlmonteL3:33, Shelby MillerL3:2, Victor González, Alex VesiaL3:17, Nick RobertsonL3:22	Tayler Scott
MIA			A.J. PukL3:14	Dylan FloroL3:3	Tanner ScottL3:20	Huascar BrazobanL3:26, Steven OkertL3:27, JT ChargoisL3:14, Andrew NardiL3:33	Bryan HoeingL3:24
MIL	BAL	Colin Rea*	Devin WilliamsL3:11	Peter StrzeleckiL3:16	Joel PayampsL3:18	Hoby MilnerL3:7, Elvis PegueroL3:15, Trevor MegillL3:28, Bennett SousaL3:25, Jake Cousins	Bryse Wilson
MIN	@TBR	Bailey Ober	Jhoan DuranL3:2	Brock StewartL3:13	Jorge López	Caleb Thielbar, Emilio PagánL3:20, Jovani Moran, Griffin Jax	José De León
NYM	@ATL	Justin Verlander	David Robertson, Adam OttavinoL3:34		Brooks RaleyL3:17	Drew SmithL3:25, Jeff BrighamL3:14, Dominic LeoneL3:14, Tommy Hunter, Stephen Nogosek	Josh Walker
NYY	CHW (2)	Luis Severino, Randy Vásquez**	Clay Holmes, Michael King, Wandy Peralta			Ron Marinaccio, Albert AbreuL3:12, Tommy KahnleL3:14, Jimmy CorderoL3:17	Nick Ramirez
OAK			Trevor MayL3:17	Shintaro FujinamiL3:30	Sam MollL3:16	Richard LoveladyL3:17, Lucas ErcegL3:21, Austin Pruitt, Sam LongL3:26	Ken WaldichukL3:54
PHI	DET	Zack Wheeler	Craig KimbrelL3:12	Seranthony DomínguezL3:41	Matt Strahm	Gregory Soto, Connor Brogdon, Jeff Hoffman, Andrew VasquezL3:19, Yunior Marte	Dylan Covey
PIT			David Bednar	Colin HoldermanL3:14	Dauri MoretaL3:17	Jose HernandezL3:11, Yohan RamirezL3:7, Angel PerdomoL3:29, Chase De JongL3:53	Rob ZastryznyL3:53
SDP			Josh HaderL3:19	Nick MartinezL3:15	Steven WilsonL3:30	Tim HillL3:23, Tom CosgroveL3:23, Brent HoneywellL3:22, Domingo TapiaL3:13	Drew CarltonL3:26
SEA			Paul SewaldL3:22	Andrés MuñozL3:16	Justin Topa	Matt BrashL3:19, Gabe Speier, Tayler SaucedoL3:15, Matt FestaL3:16	Chris FlexenL3:32
SFG	@COL	Alex Cobb	Camilo DovalL3:12	Tyler RogersL3:15	John BrebbiaL3:26	Taylor RogersL3:21, Scott AlexanderL3:11, Ryan WalkerL3:15, Luke JacksonL3:21, Jakob Junis, Tristan BeckL3:11	Sean ManaeaL3:83
STL			Ryan HelsleyL3:24, Giovanny GallegosL3:11	Jordan HicksL3:16	Andre PallanteL3:19	Génesis CabreraL3:15, Drew VerHagenL3:23, Chris StrattonL3:29	Steven MatzL3:19
TBR	MIN	Yonny Chirinos*	Jason AdamL3:37, Colin PocheL3:29, Kevin KellyL3:13, Jalen BeeksL3:23			Robert StephensonL3:13, Jake DiekmanL3:15, Shawn ArmstrongL3:24	Luis Patiño
TEX			Will SmithL3:34	Josh SborzL3:25	Grant AndersonL3:17	Brock Burke, José Leclerc, Cole RagansL3:10, John King	Spencer Howard
TOR	HOU	José Berríos	Jordan RomanoL3:12	Erik SwansonL3:15	Nate Pearson	Tim MayzaL3:27, Trevor RichardsL3:38, Adam CimberL3:22, Yimi GarcíaL3:16, Anthony BassL3:28	Bowden Francis
WSN	ARI	Josiah Gray	Kyle Finnegan, Hunter Harvey		Carl Edwards Jr.L3:13	Mason ThompsonL3:10, Chad KuhlL3:54, Jordan WeemsL3:16, Cory Abbott	Thaddeus WardL3:29

TRANSACTIONS

Date	Team	Player	Category	Description
6/8	CHW	Tanner Banks	PROMOTION	Will be recalled from minors
6/8	ATL	Michael Tonkin	INJURIES	Activated from 15-Day IL
6/8	LAD	Tayler Scott	PROMOTION	Recalled from minors
6/7	KCR	Austin Cox	PROMOTION	Recalled from minors
6/7	CHC	Michael Rucker	PROMOTION	Recalled from minors
6/7	WSN	Cory Abbott	PROMOTION	Recalled from minors

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This unit has been updated with the green revolution in mind. High efficiency forced air heat and air conditioning, water heater, appliances, and insulation will save you a ton of money on your monthly energy bills!
Both bedrooms are large with walk-in closets. The bathroom is huge with a beautiful walk in shower. Personal washedryer. The connected kitchen, dinning, and living rooms have a great flow and no wasted spaces, perfect for modern living and entertaining.
Utilities: - Free 500 mbps Internet - WateSewer and garbage paid by owner - No natural gas in building, so no gas bills! - Electric covered by renter
Extra amenities: - Free internet - Storage space - Common patio and garden area in the backyard - Dishwasher, fridge with ice maker, garbage disposal - Nest thermostat and nest smoke/co2 detectors
Transportation: - 1 block to the #9, #X9, and #80 buses - 6 minute walk to the #22 bus - 1/2 mile to the Irving Park Brown line station - Less than 1 mile to the Ravenswood Metra station
Local Amenities: - Breweries, Starbucks, Tango Sur, SunnySide Dispensary - Trader Joes, Marianos, and Jewel nearby - Lakeview School park, running track, and playground
Financial: - Security Deposit of 1 months rent - First month's rent due at lease signing - No move in fees - Background/credit check paid by renter - 650+ credit score - Renter(s) make 3 times rent monthly - Cats allowed with a one time pet move-in fee, $50 - Non-smoking unit
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