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THAT PH CITY BOY 🇲🇽 retweeted
If dai dai does above 4.2m streams tomorrow on Global Spotify, it's gonna become the highest steaming day for any song on Global Spotify chart by Any African artist in History. - surpassing Raindance and Chanel 🤞🏽🙂 BOOKMARK, Fingers Crossed 🤞🏽
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Late night craving hits—steaming hot pork belly on glutinous rice, warm osmanthus tea, and quiet street corner glow. 1AM comfort never tasted this good.
うちだなお retweeted
Late night snack run: steaming miso soup, soft-boiled egg and a side of warm rice. Nothing fixes a tired day like a small bowl of comfort.
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This is a steaming pile of shit 🤣 Come on man. We are horrific.
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Replying to @coL_Amazonian
Baffling decisions also, three cards for abomination? And we're getting another one of these steaming dumps next year
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Replying to @alyssaleann
Our biscuits are not not that similar to their scones, honestly. A dozen or more layers of dough and butter, forming a flakey tender steaming masterwork.... is not a scone.
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Calling all dim sum and Chinese food lovers! 📣 If you haven't tried the Eat-All-You-Cantonese at Luk Foo Palace in Acacia Hotel Manila yet, this is your sign to book a table. 😋 From steaming hot hakao and siomai to classic savory Cantonese dishes, they are serving up an absolute feast. So bring your big appetite because you’ll definitely want to try everything!
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Run Your City retweeted
At 45th Cutting, just less than 10kms into the Comrades Marathon, runners are steaming ahead, taking advantage of the downhill. Around 75kms to the finish line at Pietermaritzburg. #Comrades
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#Heroes ❤️✝️💛 In a small village in Tuscany, there's a bakery that opens every morning at 4:30. No one knows exactly how long it's been there. The smell of fresh bread drifts through the still-dark streets, and every now and then, someone stops by to buy a steaming loaf before heading to work. The baker's name is Mario. He's 74 years old. For 51 years, every single day without missing a morning, he's kneaded, baked, and arranged the loaves on the counter—all by himself. No vacations, no days off. When people ask him why he doesn't retire, he simply replies, "As long as someone needs warm bread in the morning, I'll be here." But what truly moves people isn't just his dedication. It's what he does every Saturday, without ever telling anyone. Every Friday at 6:00 a.m., Mario leaves five bags filled with bread and focaccia at the door of the small local preschool—an old building with walls covered in children's drawings. No one sees him, but the teachers know. They found out years ago by checking the security cameras to discover who was leaving the anonymous gift. Once, they tried to thank him, but he only said, "The bread is for those who are growing. I lost my son when he was five. This is how I keep his memory alive." Since that day, every Friday, the children find their "magic bread" waiting for them, and the teachers tell them the story of Mario—without ever saying his name, out of respect. They call him "The Baker of the Heart." A month ago, Mario fell ill. For the first time in half a century, the bakery stayed closed. Word spread throughout the village, and the following Sunday, more than 200 people gathered outside his bakery. Each person held a homemade roll in their hand. In silence, they waited for the light inside to turn on. Mario came out wearing a flour-stained apron, his eyes full of emotion. He said only one thing: "I thought that after all this time, no one would remember me. But you are my warm bread." 💛🔥
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