Cervix 3 Days Befor Peroid

Nothing to say (is) Miss Baltimore Hon

(Robert Longo, Series Men in the cities , 1979)

(*) you will recognize that there is nothing worse than finding an old lover in a corner. The chamfer is a transit area where you can not ignore the surprise, while the corner is fleeting and forgotten step free. Ten years ago not seen and it took another fifty to have the urge. In total amounted to an eternity sallow and flat, immune from any action that would give relief and which the grotesque vanity was solvent. When it has been so long at the mercy of silence and thinking it knows all of the other education applies to any other drive, is violent, judicial or mere desire to lose sight altogether. The methodical and worthwhile plan not find each other is replaced by a courtesy as useless as vicar of cowardice. We were brought up straightaway, so we got into one of those bars that open engagement at the corners to solve this type of embarrassing situation, we drink and we sat lopsided compromise, watching the clock and missing the next hour.

The bar was so minimal and the dossier to be solved: three tables against the wall with three chairs each, one of which faced the shift to client gotelé painting of a grayish yellow unadorned a short bar, dotted with rations wrapped in a sterile plastic stools and no church could do, a gaping hole leading into the kitchen and a noisy coffee at the center looked like a shrine waiting for the unwary. The one local woman led him into some meat but still young and beautiful avoiding tight look you in the face when you asked something more to protect the supply of foreign tedium that hostility. He moved with a determination that none of the customers expect from this place, his diligence was more about wanting to erase a past which no need of the trade. He wiped a table gathering remains thoroughly and took the dishes to the kitchen, piled in the sink, forming a symmetrical tower covered with aligned on one side and the other vessel, turned the tap against the wall and sat down to eat a meal and while he was mediated turns on the cooker to a steak alone. Finished eating, he folded his napkin carefully, lit a cigarette wiped the plate, washing dishes and the linoleum floor without moving in the same tile, closed the cabinet over the sink, he sat down on the only chair, lined feet, clasping his knees, raised his chest without looking up and was listening to the sounds uninteresting scarce and deaf who came from the bar. The first sun of sitting on the floor drew the same line wide, dirty and faithfully every evening, got up to straighten the rod of the blind that occurred until a uniform tone shades. The precision of their movements seem to obey a secret plan to submit to a rigorous site cadastre search any flight line and measured any horizon, starting with himself, preventing any hint of adventure that could make it recognize and escape from the squalor of and local work. With every gesture exact absences showed he wanted to hide, as many holes as they did in the fringe matted with a twitch of two fingers. Its purpose of links was so careful to avoid taking him out with such a lack of greed and piety. Returned to the kitchen, picked up something inconceivable from the ground, stooping teaching a clean round neckline of which was no longer responsible and asking commit crimes of disorder. Came due.

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- I've been ignored, not even you've had coffee, suddenly I heard that the reason for being there, waking reality. The truth is that I was as witty as ever.

(*) Nickjournal Published in the July 7, 2009

Butter Equivalents Shortening

(*) With the arrival of summer seasons in Baltimore together through the competition of Miss Hon , the festival's tribute to working women held each year under the sarcastic The motto of High the hair the closer to God! This time the Queen has been Surreline, round meat and sympathetic beauty. Wigs pounds of armor and get paint and painting styles that belie any temptation to get close to God since the industrial crisis of the 70 Hampden neighborhood became a mecca for the white trash . The neighborhood was paralyzed in its last heyday, sixties, which faithfully recreates the style contest Miss Hon since 1994. What really holds Miss Hon is a gaudy lifestyle that was displayed with pride when the miniskirt, the wage insurance and a sense of achievement by working in a factory started to allow it.

The festival occupies a single street, the main Hampden, pompously known for The Avenue (a declaration of independence for a street) and full of hair salons, bars, eccentric, unemployed uninsured geeks without fee but with rhythm, shops extravagant clothes and jewelry, a couple of pharmacies ambushes and some antique trail closer to the cabinet which purports to grant a last impostada style to your buyer. In its extremes are two scenarios modest, for musical groups will grapple with issues in the neighborhood own Johnny Cash, country , swing and everything sixties to third, and the main intended contest of the Miss, both infant and mother, as mothers and grandmothers are competing. The neighbors on stage dressed in cooking aprons adorned with sequins, curlers and sleep caps, tulle illusion miss, scrubs embedded in both home and street, wearing gaudy dresses of satisfaction with fronts bright fuchsia pink and leave no to doubt. Up proud to be neighbors of Hampden and secure to overcome the peculiar conditions of the contest: "Talent is not required, but hidden skills are valued as singing, telling a story about the life of the district, to recite some sharp gravel in the local lingo or playing improvised. In fact, Miss Hon won for playing Take Me Out to the Ball Game a xylophone made from soda bottles. In addition, the winner must be willing to march in the main events of the year: Christmas, Thanksgiving Day, 4th of July and Halloween . One of the judges boasts a competition with humor: Ask standards demanding and have followed ten years of therapy with the possibility of being right now. Be chosen queen for a year in a district that produces only local news program of festivities and get just tourists is the main aspiration for their wives. So meet the currency of the festival: Honor the Working Women of America .

What in the humble, and so far self- Hampden Honfest is festive without concessions to the tragedy and tenderness, without consecration or adjectives, trash culture was made from John Waters and Divine muse. Gender trash and tacky aesthetics begins with Pink Flamingos Divine when proclaims its principles and does not change by others: The filth is my politics!, filth is my life! There is a tourist route, little known and discreet, as befits Baltimore, but has its devotees and places of worship, including the salon where she cuts her hair Hairspray director , the tomb of Divine ( less secret than that of Poe, predictably), the museum which displays a giant statue of the diva and even the place where they shot the final scene of Pink Flamingos .

(Gertrude Stein, Carl Van Vechten, 1935)
In a city that produces images as elusive as famous Gertrude Stein began his career because it looks like the portrait that still did not know that would make Picasso. At Johns Hopkins studied just enough medicine to know the difference between melancholy and nostalgia, and to avoid both, with the help of his character, ambition and potential, not knowing it would end up feeling forced nostalgia of his own face. Genial and paradoxical product of the bourgeoisie of the nineteenth century, left the medicine because he was bored and could not bear "the abnormal", she has conducted a methodical leading abnormality, ie, destined to be normal. Affected by Cubism, which he considered a English painting movement, said "the United States and Spain are the only two Western countries that can make abstractions. For Americans, the abstraction is expressed by depersonalization, in literature and the creation of machines, while in the case of English is expressed as abstract rites unconnected with anything, except with the ritual in itself. " It was in U.S. Ser where he said but in the Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas, which was her lover.

In Baltimore there are more things but they all foreshadow the day glow of the remains of the working class converted into his own show, not some stranger. Poe lived here, whose bicentennial is being celebrated this year, he wrote, he married his cousin Virginia Clemm, 13, died and has no grave and museum. Dr. Hannibal Lecter The worked and was sentenced to nine life sentences in the State Forensic Hospital. The television crime series The Wire goes also here. Resurrection beer outweighs cultural excesses but it's hard to find. The end is the residue of the waves of immigrant workers as diverse languages \u200b\u200bthat forced Rachtleff Paula, a longtime neighborhood of Fell's Point, to learn five languages \u200b\u200bin order to play in the street as a child. And successive docks, shipyards, textile factories, closures, layoffs, misery and splendor that are summarized with cheerful loyalty Miss Hon, John Waters and Divine .

( *) Published in Nickjournal, June 15, 2009 .

Ap Biology Cellular Respiration

'll return to Region Hookers and johns

(*) It is time to devote a cover to the greatest writer in English of the last half century, and one of the two best in the literature of this period, with Cormac McCarthy . It is no coincidence that both have known pick up the influence of master teachers who preceded them, William Faulkner, and have assumed and solved in very different ways. Benet with a deep language of writing precise and clear phrase, round and wide, in which nothing is missing or superfluous, written in a proud and conscious of their independence, so proud of baroque elegance as stripped of ornaments and dressings, dip in his novels is being nude and dressed in pontifical at a time. McCarthy, whose absence leaves the Nobel prize in its infancy commercial and political literature, is concise and emphatic words, a script based uncompromising surgical dialogues, descriptions and eerie silences that line your stories in a poetic form refined as possible, a language pruned to the root of the impression created. Both, like Faulkner, symbolic and tacit world builders and oppressive but open to be released by the evocative power that convey to the reader. If he completes the picture with the best European philosopher of the time, the teacher Augustine, our letters do very well stop. For the first half of the bloody century could leave Baroja, including their hacks to Falangists and blessed, as liberators of misery.

Benet The highest flight planned on a literary moment of good writers in a country isolated and poor, with the spirit of alternative refuge in tradition and rebellion rather than use them. By ability and ambition Benet was not in the social realism or installed in a free fiction that hides in rewarding and recognizable images, hence despise the film. After the national education reduced the size and spirit today is a top happy about writers workshop that make a novel like a crank mechanism, combining words and fearful of doing wrong as weaklings they are. The beauty of Region'll return to his sense of complete and perfect work, is staggering. The imaginary land created has all the elements needed to overcome the probable and partnership with family and literary judges ruling as favorable as dictate Expires:

- the characters, not fate but wandering like ghosts through a story that neither shun nor recognize as their own conscience elusive "can not remember hatred but resentment treasures "whose streets are the defeat defeats undertaken by the novel and whose dialogue is sterile exchange know loneliness faced and his monologues sign of a stagnant life without any willingness to redemption:
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so many times as I tried to put me in Travel (...) I was finally sitting by the side of a deserted road or in the platform of a station of the absurd,

What did I can assure you is that I never let the child leave myself and I imposed the discipline of silence since the end of war. If something had understood was that thereafter there were two different women that they should not be confused if I wanted to preserve the integrity of the prisoners;

- descriptions of landscapes made with a symbolism that breaks the physical space and unites it with staff of the narrator, making common readers and transformed into a mythical place. Tortuous transcends geography to ascend to a harmony broken by the ruin of the traveler and the place:

one time or another [the traveler] know the disappointment he felt that every step forward but does not zoom out a bit more of those unknown mountains . And one day have to leave the order and take that remote decision to escalate its highest peak, that peak-shaped limestone retaining imperturbable mask its romantic legend and a plume of blowing snow.

- tense game with ellipses in its evocation through would like blurry images and make them permanent, and therefore continuous and universal:

No other hope in this land of disappointments, has prevailed since the time was sealed with the click of the latch or the firing of Mantua, for our health, nothing better could have happened, nor will prevail - I can assure you, while there is a postcard, yellow like a photo that you bring a memory of any kind with which to probe the depths of today is but one was a something that never existed because what There was and what was not was.

- history, not as explicit or to tell the story but as a constant underlying pattern emerges as the universe running through the novel:
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People have chosen to forget their own history: very few must keep a true idea of \u200b\u200btheir parents, their first steps, of a golden age and adolescent ended suddenly in a moment of shock and abandonment. Perhaps the decline begins one morning in late summer with a meeting of military and trackers riders willing to beat the bush in search of a player's fortune, foreign playboy casino night rose to their honor and money , the decay is no more than that, the memory and the dust of that ride on the path of Torce, the frenzy of a society exhausted and willing to believe that he would regain the honor away in a canyon of the Sierra, a lot of pieces of shell and blood vengeance.

(*) Published in Nickjournal on May 27, 2009.

Troubleshooting Echo Blower 400e

At bastards that chasing johns

whores condemn to poverty

(*) Ishtar is man and woman at a time and sexually insatiable in both. She is dedicated to the most important port of entry to Babylon, which leads directly to the heart of the city, where the temples, palaces and treasures, among them both the legendary real one. One of the most fabulous attributed the first queen of the world, Nitocris, who wanted to rule it intended to be a man, inaugurating a series Egyptian pharaohs and women taking up the duality of Ishtar, as the Babylonians had more pride than critical. Nitocris, far-sighted statesman, left an inscription in one of the doors of his temple: "If a future president needs gold, I open my grave." Darius, the Persian king in Babylon whose domain was then ordered to open the tomb, but only found the queen's body preserved in honey and a brick with an inscription that his avarice condemned to ostracism: "If you had been less stubborn and greedy, not you would have become in grave robber. " Darius threw the body of queen to the Euphrates, and with it their own greed.

Following an ancient law of the country, in the temple of Ishtar women in prostitution. Babylon every woman should go once in your life to the temple and wait for the first man who offered him a silver coin. In other temples of the goddess also boys with gay prostitutes, so they earn a special blessing of the goddess, but only to women is reserved for the supreme honor to serve Ishtar. The confines of the known world foreigners come to submit with pleasure to this law, because the Babylonians are retracted to see their wives and daughters serving carnally the goddess. When Xerxes, the son and successor of Darius, visit the city goes to the temple where he finds more than a thousand women willing to pleasure in the atrium, with the officers commanding the sex trade. Zopyrus, satrap of the city, warns Xerxes and his friends that women who enjoy giving the impression they were real prostitutes pretending to serve Ishtar. The most coveted were the casual and delivered them Xerxes: "They preferred women who is serious and troubled, as if somehow they were away from the body to make offerings to the deity" (Gore Vidal, Creation ). Zopyrus, Persian army officer, had deliberately distorted face for the endless and fruitless siege of his troops to Babylon to simulate a drop-out and earn the confidence of its inhabitants and for Darius to give the city. Parallel to the ambivalent sense of Ishtar, in his dual ambition of Persian and Babylonian, a soldier and ruler, Zopyrus loses face but the throne of Babylon lust.

From the legal slut and a whore public whoring intimate and festive while melancholy as literary archetype: Ilona arrives with the melancholy and above the trap to become real. Is likely to force us to lose the innocence and evil as the automatic reverse in some corner hidden history, family Serna force for identification rather than experience, "Gaviero crazy, fucked Maqroll ... until that intertwined and panting, we love a laugh, as children who have gone through a serious danger of that just miraculously saved. With sweat, his skin took on a nutty flavor and dizzy. The night came suddenly and the crickets began their signals at night. "(Alvaro Mutis, Ilona arrives with the rain )

The night has been thrown on and the crickets rule: several Ilona later and when asepsis overflowed the bloodiest century triumphs Puritanism in the hand of new eunuchs. These have become mentally castrated and not to legally protect the right to exercise the whores, but to go after the johns and ordered and underground and exploitation by traffickers and pimps, the new barbarians official. They are no longer worthy pious sacristy but with an old office engaged under new Saints dress. Are meritorious manger because if there is anything further determined that the cradle is the desire to leave the creek in some downtrodden. Whores deny the right to own body so much more funeral touting for business. The pursuit of john prevents exercise whores as they l conditions of freedom, security and health as any other worker. In the country that is without the puritanism and where advertising is associated with freedom prohibit advertising of threatened to report their clients . If anything these new nuns hate the sight of meat whores riding, a scenario that contrasts with the intimate and unspeakable shame of the desolate lives of their new guardians. It's the old battle between Don Carnal and Doña Cuaresma, a slide gender have preferred the duality of Ishtar. They have fallen to the throne but no face.

Francesca Woodman: Self , Rome, 1977-78

(*) Published in Nickjournal the May 25, 2009.