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QT or Share Your walk on the beach ... I had a nice time.

I don't know about the rest of you, but I love the way real America is treating the FIFA visitors to our country. The stories they tell ...

QT or Share your DieselPunk art

QT your Flying Dog or Cat Everyone is welcome to join ...

Good Morning Fam ! It is Saturday !! Grab a Cuppa and ... Stand by for Shenanigans !! Have a great weekend everyone!

Good Morning Fam. It is RED Friday. R emember E veryone D eployed As you enjoy your Cuppa this AM, think about those standing on the wall for your Freedom. Say a word of thanks, pray for their safe return.

Goodnight Fam. Closing the books on this Thursday. Rest easy my Friends. We’ll try again tomorrow.

QT Your Sea Creature Art

No, this is not AI. And it't not a painting or photoshop either. This is a fire rainbow spotted in Key West, Florida.

QT or share your B&W Art So many stories to tell ... no one to listen. Sorry for the double post, but I kinda liked this one.

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There was a man at the next table in uniform, and the waitress would not let him pay. I watched it happen. He reached for the small folder with the bill. She placed her hand flat upon it, gently, the way one stills a sword that should not be drawn. "Not today," she said. "Somebody already got it. They asked me to tell you — thank you for your service." He looked around the room. He did not know who. That was the point. I set down my fork. I needed a moment to understand what I had seen. In my homeland, a man who guards the realm is fed by the realm, openly, with ceremony, his name spoken at the gate. Here, a stranger pays for his meal and then hides, so that no debt may be felt. They guard the man even from the weight of being thanked. "Thank you for your service." I said it under my breath, testing the shape of it. Four words. A whole code folded inside four words. (I confess my eyes stung. I blamed the pepper. There was no pepper.) So I called the waitress over. "The firefighters," I said. "When they come. Their bill. Bring it to me." She blinked. "Sir, that could be a lot of people." "Then bring it to me," I said, "many times." She laughed, but she wrote it down. A man in a soft helmet at the counter — off duty, a firefighter, I learned — raised his coffee at me from across the room. He did not know the rite I had just sworn. He only saw a foreigner in old armor, smiling too hard. "You good, man?" he asked. I was not "good." I was overflowing. But the word for that is not a word they use at lunch, so I said, "I am good," and held the cup up too high, like a banner. Here, the people who run toward fire are repaid by people who refuse to take the credit. The whole nation passes one quiet gift hand to hand, and no one signs it. I am keeping a folder now. For the bills. So tell me where to send the thanks — I have a great deal of it, and I have only just begun.

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Good Morning Fam. It is Thursday. Pour a Cuppa, relax, ease into the day. Have an awesome day everyone !

MY ART:✨BAMA✨ The Last Oracle Across galaxies untold, A knight searches for one final truth. Not because the stars demand it, But because every heart does. We all ride through darkness at times, Chasing answers we cannot yet see. And sometimes the greatest courage Is simply refusing to stop searching.✨

Goodnight Fam. Closing the books on this Wednesday. Rest easy my Friends. We'll do it again in the AM ... over a large Cuppa !

She was accustomed to the shadows, they were her friends. As was the cold kiss of steel, when finding their desired target. #CharacterDesign #Assassin #AIArtworks #GenerativeArt

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