Decided to give my 2023 id.4 it’s real test for the Memorial Day weekend. Started in Silicon Valley and decided to charge at EA in San Ramon, 150kw chargers only went up to 38kw! Mind you I was at 60%, but wow!
Next stop was Anderson, Ca EA my Average at that point was 3.2kwh. Filled up to 100%, took 40 mins(150kw station). It’s in a safeway parking lot so grabbed some essentials.
Before entering Oregon there is a rest stop, Randolph E. Collier, holy moly, this is the best rest stop in all CA! And the added plus was two FREE ChargePoint 68kwh chargers. So I topped off there obviously.
Next charge was the EA in Eugene, OR. 35 mins to top off at 100% with the 350kw super chargers. The EA is located in a Target lot, but that street is full of restaurants.
First EA charge in WA at a 350kw super charging station in Kelso. This was another quick 35 min charge (I removed prior to 30 mins and recharges to avoid fees and keep it free) NO ONE was charging here and the EA chargers are located in a fully operating mall, yes an operating mall in 2023, which took me back to the 90s.
Made it into Seattle with 50% left and only charged at Pike place during my stay which cost $3.00 along with parking fees.
Went to a Mariners game and they had charging ports outside their parking lot, but you had to pay for parking and then the charge, so it was an easy decision NOT to charge.
Charged at the Ballard Fred Meyer prior to leaving, no other cars, quick EA charge.
DO NOT CHARGE AT THE EA IN THE WOODBURN OUTLETS. 4 spots all taken up by Teslas not charging, no myself and a fellow ID.4 parked right behind them and were able to charge at 150kw until the Tesla owners showed up and got a mouthful, avoid this EA at all cost. It is literally two aisles from the entrance of the outlets instead of at the end of the parking lot, causing these EV drivers to park and not charge for close proximity to the shops.
Made a pit stop to eat in Eugene and went straight into Grants Pass with about 30 miles left, car advised to stop and charge for a couple of minutes at an inn before the incline, didn’t need it, charged 2.00 for it.
Grants Pass EA 350 super chargers were quick, done in 35 mins. Lots of homeless in the Walmart area but a great Mexican taqueria (Los taquitos) in the lot next door (6 tacos and 2 drinks for under $25!)
Made it back to Anderson for a charge, had to wait but landed the 350kw charger and was out in 34 mins.
Made a stop in Dunnigan’s EA located in a America’s bear value inn. They had a 350 supercharger but left that for someone who needed the quick charge. Only reason I stopped here was to have over 100 miles left when I ultimately got home.
All in all I spent $5.00 on charging for the entire trip. EA has tons of locations throughout I-5. Had no issue with down stations which I sometimes have with my local stations. But all in all, would make the drive.
Hoped this helped for those thinking about trekking up to the Pacific Northwest. Side note, we almost made the drive into Vancouver BC, but decided not to, but a charge in Bellingham (last EA prior to the Canadian border) would’ve gotten me into Vancouver and back without having to pay for a charge BC.

I've been eyeing on this utility ebike ever since it was first announced a while ago, and I immediately jumped on it when a LBS in Seattle got a few in stock. Even the LBS people were giggly about this ebike and throughly browsing the manuals and extra stuff (a short lifestyle mag, stickers, etc.) in the box while I was signing paperwork. They think it'll be a smash hit.
A bit about me: This is my 3rd ebike (RadRunner 1 - Aventon Aventure Gen.1), mostly riding for 20-25 mile semi-daily fun rides + grocery runs. I'm 6 feet tall and weighs about 240lbs.
This is my first impressions after putting about 100 miles on it:
GOOD

• Coming from sub-$1800 ebikes, I immediately noticed the higher quality of components. Everything feels so much smoother. Zero rattling (except the center-mounted kickstand when going over big bumps).
• I love the styling of this ebike so much. I have the Gloss White Mountain color, and it's the perfect mix of a retro and modern look.
• The hub motor is supposedly rated at 700W, but it doesn't feel underpowered at all compared to my previous ebikes with a 750W motor & a similar weight.
• This is the first ebike that I'm happy riding with lower assist levels (even 2/5), probably because of the torque sensor.
• 4-piston hydraulic brakes w/200mm rotor = lots of braking power. I have no problem going from 25mph to full stop in a few sec. If anything I need to be careful or else the wheels will lock up.
• The 20x3.5 Careless Whisper is very quiet, surprisingly so especially compared to the 26x4 knobby tires I was riding with previously.
• The headlight is B R I G H T especially at its max luminance mode. I don't think I'll need an additional light for this ebike.
• The estimated range on the display feels pretty accurate, even after riding in the hilly parts of Seattle. No sudden jump on the numbers.
• I think it's got a bit better ground clearance than my previous ebikes since I haven't experienced a pedal strike yet.

NOT SO GOOD

• No suspension fork and a super rigid frame mean that you do feel every single bump. The stock gel saddle is decent, but you might wanna add a suspension post.
• Ghost pedaling starts around 18mph.
• The throttle sends the power to the motor even when the brakes are engaged. It should get cut off.
• The throttle is very responsive, but it's almost too responsive compared to how gradually it gives you power with just pedaling.
• Sure, you can use the app or the estimated range mode, but 3 bars/segments for the battery charge indicator is kinda sad, especially given the price.
• The taillight only has on or off state and doesn't double as a brake light.
• It's nice that the headlight has SEVEN different modes, but there's no indication on the display of which mode it's in.
• Even though there's a dedicated light switch to select the headlight modes, it doesn't double as the on/off switch for the lights. For that, you have to long press UP on the display.
• All the buttons on the display are pretty mushy and have a very small area where they recognize the press.
• The rubber lock cover on the battery is a nightmare to open.
• None of the mounting points are suitable for my folding lock (Foldylock Forever). I wish there were mounting points on the down tube.
• Pannier adapters should come pre-installed and not an $100 extra.

MISC

• I wish there was a way to limit/control the top speed. Aventon's display/controller essentially has a speed limit for each assist level, and that was actually helpful to easily match the speed with riders around me. On Globe Haul, you can get to 20mph easily even when you're on the lowest assist level.
• The humming of the motor has a slightly higher pitch than my previous two ebikes with a Bafang motor. I think fewer dogs have freaked out so far haha.
• It came with an extra derailleur hanger in the box, and both the LBS and I had no idea why.
• The way the manual is written strongly suggests that there'll be an LT version.
• Since Rad Power Bikes is based in Seattle, I got more than a few people going, "Is that a new Rad? Looks good!"

Overall, I cannot be happier with the purchase. Most of the not-so-good points are minor issues I can totally live with, and I over-indexed on things I didn't really see in reviews out there. Globe Haul ST feels like an ebike equivalent of a hot hatch - small, nimble, peppy, and a ton of fun. It was a big investment for me, but so very worth it. Ask me any questions!

Airtimes EST
THU JUN 01
(1:30AM) The Girl Who Had Everything (1953/1h 9m/Drama/Richard Thorpe)
(2:45AM) It's a Big Country: An American Anthology (1952/1h 29m/Drama/Clarence Brown)
(4:30AM) Alias a Gentleman (1948/1h 16m/Comedy/Harry Beaumont)
(6:00AM) Showgirl in Hollywood (1930/1h 20m/Musical/Mervyn Le Roy)
(7:30AM) Bright Lights (1931/1h 9m/Musical/Michael Curtiz)
(8:45AM) Cain and Mabel (1936/1h 30m/Romance/Lloyd Bacon)
(10:30AM) Marked Woman (1937/1h 36m/Drama/Lloyd Bacon)
(12:15PM) Ziegfeld Girl (1941/2h 11m/Musical/Robert Z. Leonard)
(2:45PM) The Prince and the Showgirl (1957/1h 57m/Comedy/Laurence Olivier)
(4:45PM) Party Girl (1958/1h 39m/Crime/Nicholas Ray)
(6:30PM) Viva Las Vegas (1964/1h 26m/Musical/George Sidney)
(8:00PM) Bringing Up Baby (1938/1h 42m/Comedy/Howard Hawk)
(10:00PM) Break of Hearts (1935/1h 20m/Romance/Philip Moeller)
(11:30PM) Sylvia Scarlett (1935/1h 37m/Romance/George Cukor)
FRI JUN 02
(1:15AM) Mary of Scotland (1936/2h 3m/Romance/John Ford)
(3:30AM) Quality Street (1937/1h 24m/Comedy/George Stevens)
(5:00AM) Christopher Strong (1933/1h 17m/Romance/Dorothy Arzner)
(6:30AM) The Little Minister (1934/1h 50m/Romance/Richard Wallace)
(8:30AM) Spitfire (1934/1h 28m/Drama/John Cromwell)
(10:00AM) Blood on the Moon (1948/1h 28m/Western/Robert Wise)
(11:30AM) The Good Guys and the Bad Guys (1969/1h 31m/Comedy/Burt Kennedy)
(1:15PM) Desire Me (1947/1h 31m/Romance/George Cukor)
(3:00PM) Holiday Affair (1949/1h 27m/Romance/Don Hartman)
(4:30PM) Angel Face (1953/1h 31m/Crime/Otto Preminger)
(6:15PM) Out of the Past (1947/1h 37m/Film-NoiJacques Tourneur)
(8:00PM) She Done Him Wrong (1933/1h 6m/Comedy/Lowell Sherman)
(9:30PM) The Gang's All Here (1943/1h 43m/Musical/Busby Berkeley)
(11:30PM) The Importance Of Being Earnest (1952/1h 35m/Comedy/Anthony Asquith)
SAT JUN 03
(1:15AM) Pillow Talk (1959/1h 45m/Comedy/Michael Gordon)
(3:15AM) Auntie Mame (1958/2h 23m/Comedy//Morton DaCosta)
(5:45AM) The Women (1939/2h 12m/Comedy/George Cukor)
(8:00AM) MGM CARTOONS: The Homeless Flea (1940/0h 7m/Animation/Rudolf Ising)
(8:09AM) One Against the World (1939/0h 10m/Short/Fred Zinnemann)
(8:21AM) Zeeland "The Hidden Paradise" (1935/0h 6m/Short/Ruth Fitzpatrick)
(8:29AM) The Big Noise (1936/57m/Drama/Frank Mcdonald)
(9:30AM) The BATMAN: The Executioner Strikes (1943/0h 15m/Serial/Lambert Hillyer)
(10:00AM) POPEYE: Hill-Billing and Cooing (1956/0h 6m/Animation/Seymour Kneitel)
(10:08AM) Calling Philo Vance (1939/1h 2m/Suspense/William Clemens)
(11:30AM) Main Street Today (1944/0h 19m/Short/Edward L. Cahn)
(12:00PM) ABBA: The Movie (1977/1h 34m/Documentary/?)
(1:45PM) Hoosiers (1986/1h 55m/Drama/David Anspaugh)
(4:00PM) Angels in the Outfield (1951/1h 42m/Drama/Clarence Brown)
(6:00PM) Strangers on a Train (1951/1h 36m/Suspense/Alfred Hitchcock)
(8:00PM) The Black Shield of Falworth (1954/1h 39m/Adventure/)
(10:00PM) The Great Impostor (1960/1h 52m/Adaptation/Robert Mulligan)
SUN JUN 04
(12:00AM) Between Midnight and Dawn (1950/1h 29m/Film-NoiGordon Douglas)
(2:00AM) Swing Shift (1984/1h 40m/Romance/Jonathan Demme)
(4:00AM) Protocol (1984/1h 36m/Comedy/Herbert Ross)
(6:00AM) Saturday Night and Sunday Morning (1960/1h 30m/Drama/Karel Reisz)
(7:45AM) The Loved One (1965/1h 56m/Comedy/Tony Richardson)
(10:00AM) Between Midnight and Dawn (1950/1h 29m/Film-NoiGordon Douglas)
(12:00PM) Born Yesterday (1950/1h 43m/Comedy/George Cukor)
(2:00PM) The Mating Game (1959/1h 37m/Comedy/George Marshall)
(3:45PM) Sex and the Single Girl (1964/1h 54m/Comedy/Richard Quine)
(5:45PM) A Chorus Line (1985/1h 53m/Musical/Richard Attenborough)
(8:00PM) Blazing Saddles (1974/1h 33m/Western/Mel Brooks)
(10:00PM) Along Came Jones (1945/1h 30m/Western/Stuart Heisler)
MON JUN 05
(12:00AM) The Blackbird (1926/1h 26m/Tod Browning)
(2:00AM) Before the Rain (1994/1h 55m/WaMilcho Manchevski)
(4:00AM) Three Colors: White (1994/1h 30m/Drama/Krzysztof Kieslowski)
(6:00AM) June Bride (1948/1h 37m/Romance/Bretaigne Windust)
(8:00AM) Royal Wedding (1951/1h 33m/Musical/Stanley Donen)
(10:00AM) Father of the Bride (1950/1h 33m/Comedy/Vincente Minnelli)
(12:00PM) Double Wedding (1937/1h 27m/Comedy/Richard Thorpe)
(2:00PM) The Bride Came C.O.D. (1941/1h 32m/Comedy/William Keighley)
(4:00PM) Father of the Bride (1991/1h 45m/Comedy/Charles Shyer)
(6:00PM) High Society (1956/1h 47m/Musical/Charles Walters)
(8:00PM) High Sierra (1941/1h 40m/Crime/Raoul Walsh)
(10:00PM) Colorado Territory (1949/1h 34m/Western/Raoul Walsh)
TUE JUN 06
(12:00AM) The Women (1939/2h 12m/Comedy/George Cukor)
(2:15AM) The Opposite Sex (1956/1h 57m/Musical/David Miller)
(4:15AM) The Bride Goes Wild (1948/1h 38m/Comedy/Norman Taurog)
(6:00AM) The Private Life of Don Juan (1934/1h 26m/Alexander Korda)
(7:30AM) The Life Of Jimmy Dolan (1933/1h 10m/Archie Mayo)
(9:00AM) The Mad Miss Manton (1938)1h 5m/Mystery/Leigh Jason)
(10:30AM) In the Cool of the Day (1963/1h 29m/Robert Stevens)
(12:00PM) The Bad and the Beautiful (1952/1h 58m/Drama/Vincente Minnelli)
(2:00PM) Coma (1978/1h 53m/HorroMichael Crichton)
(4:00PM) The Clock (1945/1h 30m/Romance/Vincente Minnelli)
(5:45PM) Cabaret (1972/2h 4m/Musical/Bob Fosse)
(8:00PM) Singin' in the Rain (1952/1h 43m/Musical/Gene Kelly)
(10:00PM) A Star Is Born (1954/2h 56m/Musical/George Cukor)
WED JUN 07
(1:15AM) A Star Is Born (1937/1h 51m/Romance/William A. Wellman)
(3:15AM) What Price Hollywood? (1932/1h 28m/Drama/George Cukor)
(5:00AM) Show People (1928/1h 23m/Silent/King Vidor)
(6:30AM) Souls for Sale (1923/1h 30m/Rupert Hughes)
(8:15AM) Hell Below (1933/1h 45m/WaJack Conway)
(10:00AM) The Navy Comes Through (1942/1h 22m/WaA. Edward Sutherland)
(11:30AM) Sealed Cargo (1951/1h 29m/Adventure/Alfred Werker)
(1:00PM) Torpedo Run (1958/1h 38m/Joseph Pevney)
(2:45PM) Submarine D-1 (1937/1h 40m/Drama/Lloyd Bacon)
(4:30PM) Battle of the Coral Sea (1959/1h 20m/WaPaul Wendkos)
(6:00PM) Around the World Under the Sea (1965/1h 57m/HorroAndrew Marton)
(8:00PM) Film: The Living Record of Our Memory (2021/2h 0m/Documentary/Inés Toharia Terán)
(10:15PM) The Invention of Cinema: The First Colors of… (2022/Documentary)
(11:30PM) The Invention of Cinema: Cinema Finds its Voice (2022/Documentary)
THU JUN 08
(12:45AM) Going Attractions: The Definitive Story of the Movie Palace (2019/1h 24m/Documentary/April Wright)
(2:30AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Episode 01) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(3:45AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Episode 02) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(5:00AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Episode 03) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(6:15AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Episode 04) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(7:30AM) Image Makers: The Adventures of America's Pioneer Cinematographers (2019/1h 31m/Documentary/Daniel Raim)
(9:30AM) This is Francis X. Bushman (2021/1h 0m/Documentary/Lon Davis)
(10:45AM) The Doughgirls (1944/1h 42m/Comedy/James V. Kern)
(12:30PM) Split Second (1953/1h 25m/Suspense/Dick Powell)
(2:00PM) The Young Philadelphians (1959/2h 16m/Drama/Vincent Sherman)
(4:30PM) The Horn Blows at Midnight (1945/1h 20m/Comedy/Raoul Walsh)
(6:00PM) The Constant Nymph (1943/1h 52m/Romance/Edmund Goulding)
(10:30PM) Suddenly, Last Summer (1960/1h 54m/Drama/Joseph L. Mankiewicz)
FRI JUN 09
(12:45AM) The Philadelphia Story (1940/1h 51m/Comedy/George Cukor)
(3:00AM) Woman of the Year (1942/1h 52m/Comedy//George Stevens)
(5:00AM) Alice Adams (1935/1h 40m/Comedy/George Stevens)
(7:00AM) Enchanted Island (1958/1h 33m/Drama/Allan Dwan)
(8:45AM) The Great Heart (1938/0h 10m/Short/David Miller)
(9:00AM) Palm Springs Weekend (1963/1h 40m/Comedy/Norman Taurog)
(10:45AM) Having a Wild Weekend (1965/1h 31m/Musical/John Boorman)
(12:30PM) Don't Make Waves (1967/1h 37m/Comedy/Alexander Mackendrick)
(2:15PM) Lord of the Flies (1963/1h 30m/Drama/Peter Brook)
(4:00PM) Kona Coast (1968/1h 32m/Suspense/Lamont Johnson)
(5:45PM) The Last Of Sheila (1973/2h 0h/Suspense/Herbert Ross)
(8:00PM) Written on the Wind (1957/1h 32m/Drama/Douglas Sirk)
(9:45PM) Valley of the Dolls (1967/2h 2m/Drama/Mark Robson)
SAT JUN 10
(12:00AM) Love Has Many Faces (1965/1h 45m/Romance/Alexander Singer)
(2:00AM) Queen Bee (1955/1h 35m/Drama/Ranald Macdougall)
(3:45AM) The Bad Seed (1956/2h 9m/Suspense/Mervyn Leroy)
(6:00AM) Two Weeks in Another Town (1962/1h 47m/Drama/Vincente Minnelli)
(8:00AM) MGM CARTOONS: Innertube Antics (1944/0h 7m/Animation/George Gordon)
(8:09AM) New Roadways (1939/0h 9m/Short/Basil Wrangell)
(8:20AM) St. Helena and its "Man of Destiny" (1936/0h 7m/Short/?)
(8:29AM) The Adventures of Jane Arden (1939/0h 58m/Crime/Terry Morse)
(9:30AM) THE BATMAN: The Doom of the Rising Sun) 1943/0h 20m/Serial/Lambert Hillyer)
(10:00AM) POPEYE: Popeye for President (1956/0h 6m/Animation/Seymour Kneitel)
(10:08AM) The Dragon Murder Case (1934/1h 8m/Mystery/H. Bruce Humberstone)
(11:30AM) Know Your Money (1940/0h 21m/Short/Joe Newman)
(12:00PM) The Merry Widow (1934/1h 39m/Musical/Ernst Lubitsch)
(1:45PM) Adam's Rib (1949/1h 41m/Comedy/George Cukor)
(3:45PM) Kings Row (1942/2h 7m/Drama/Sam Wood)
(6:00PM) The Cincinnati Kid (1965/1h 53m/Drama/Norman Jewison)
(8:00PM) Gilda Live (1980/1h 30m/Comedy/Mike Nichols)
(9:45PM) Valerie (2019/0h 36m/Documentary/Stacey Souther)
(10:30PM) Lenny (1974/1h 51m/Adaptation/Bob Fosse)
SUN JUN 11
(12:30AM) The Verdict (1946/1h 26m/Film-NoiDon Siegel)
(2:30AM) A Hard Day's Night (1964/1h 32m/Musical//Richard Lester)
(4:15AM) Viva Las Vegas (1964/1h 26m/Musical/George Sidney)
(6:00AM) The Cool Ones (1967/1h 38m/Musical/Gene Nelson)
(8:00AM) I Love You, Alice B. Toklas! (1968/1h 34m/Comedy/Hy Averback)
(10:00AM) The Verdict (1946/1h 26m/Film-NoiDon Siegel)
(11:45AM) Wait Until Dark (1967/1h 48m/Suspense/Terence Young)
(1:45PM) The Catered Affair (1956/1h 33m/Drama/Richard Brooks)
(3:30PM) The Damned Don't Cry (1950/1h 43m/Crime/Vincent Sherman)
(5:30PM) Flower Drum Song (1961/2h 13m/Musical/Henry Koster)
(8:00PM) The Three Musketeers (1973/1h 45m/Adventure/Richard Lester)
(10:00PM) One Million Years B. C. (1966/1h 31m/Fantasy/Don Chaffey)
MON JUN 12
(12:15AM) The Cameraman (1928/1h 18m/Silent/Edward Sedgwick)
(12:15AM The Navigator (1924/1h 20m/Silent/Donald Crisp)
(2:45AM) The Bad Sleep Well (1960/2h 15m/Suspense/Akira Kurosawa)
(5:15AM) Ikiru (1952/2h 23m/Drama/Akira Kurosawa)
(7:45AM) The Marshal of Mesa City (1939/1h 2m/Western/David Howard)
(9:00AM) Party Girl (1958/1h 39m/Crime/Nicholas Ray)
(10:45AM) The Big Shot (1942/1h 22m/Crime/Lewis Seiler)
(12:15PM) The Racket (1951/1h 28m/Crime/John Cromwell
(1:45PM) Jack Pot (1940/0h 19m/Short/Roy Rowland)
(2:15PM) Wichita (1955/1h 21m/Western/Jacques Tourneur)
(3:45PM) Buyer Beware (1940/0h 21m/Crime/Joseph Newman)
(4:15PM) A Lion Is in the Streets (1953/1h 28m/Drama/Raoul Walsh)
(6:00PM) McQ (1974/1h 56m/Crime/John Sturges)
(8:00PM) Born Yesterday (1950/1h 43m/Comedy/George Cukor)
(10:00PM) The Solid Gold Cadillac (1956/1h 39m/Comedy/Richard Quine)
TUE JUN 13
(12:00AM) Phffft (1954/1h 31m/Comedy/Mark Robson)
(1:45AM) Full of Life (1957/1h 31m/Comedy/Richard Quine)
(3:30AM) Bells Are Ringing (1960/2h 7m/Musical/Vincente Minnelli)
(6:00AM) The Bishop Murder Case (1930/1h 28m/Mystery/David Burton)
(7:30AM) The Lady of Scandal (1930/1h 16m/Romance/Sidney Franklin)
(9:00AM) Sin Takes a Holiday (1930/1h 21m/Comedy/Paul Stein)
(10:30AM) The Last Days of Pompeii (1935/1h 36m/Drama/Ernest B. Schoedsack)
(12:15PM) A Tale of Two Cities (1935/2h 0h/Drama/Jack Conway)
(2:30PM) Romeo and Juliet (1937/2h 7m/Romance/George Cukor)
(4:45PM) The Dawn Patrol (1938/1h 43m/WaEdmund Goulding)
(6:45PM) The Woman in Green (1945/1h 8m/Mystery/Roy William Neill)
(8:00PM) Sunset Blvd. (1950/1h 51m/Drama/Billy Wilder)
10:00PM) In a Lonely Place (1950/1h 31m/Drama/Nicholas Ray)
WED JUN 14
(12:00AM) The Player (1992/2h 3m/Comedy/Robert Altman)
(2:15AM) Crashing Hollywood (1938/1h 1m/Comedy/Lew Landers)
(3:30AM) Boy Meets Girl (1938/1h 20m/Comedy/Lloyd Bacon)
(5:15AM) Best Friends (1982/1h 56m/Comedy/Norman Jewison)
(7:15AM) Pat and Mike (1952/1h 35m/Comedy/George Cukor)
(9:00AM) How I Play Golf, by Bobby Jones No. 8: 'The Brassie' (1931/0h 10m/Short/George Marshall)
(9:15AM) The Great American Pastime (1956/1h 29m/Comedy/Herman Hoffman)
(11:00AM) Somebody Up There Likes Me (1956/1h 53m/Drama/Robert Wise)
(1:00PM) The Fish That Saved Pittsburgh (1979/1h 44m/Comedy/Gilbert Moses)
(3:00PM) Greased Lightning (1977/1h 36m/Biography/Michael Schultz)
(4:45PM) Grand Prix (1966/2h 59m/Adventure/John Frankenheimer)
(8:00PM) Carl Laemmle (2019/1h 31m/Documentary/James L. Freedman)
(9:45PM) Oscar Micheaux: The Superhero of Black Filmmaking (2021/h 20m/Documentary/Francesco Zippel)
(11:15PM) Burden of Dreams (1982/1h 34m/Documentary/Les Blank)
THU JUN 15
(1:00AM) A Fuller Life (2013/1h 20m/Documentary/Samantha Fuller)
(2:30AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Episode 05) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(3:45AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Episode 06) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(5:00AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Episode 07) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(6:15AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Episode 08) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(7:30AM) The True Adventures of Raoul Walsh (2014/1h 35m/Documentary/Marilyn Ann Moss)
(9:15AM) Escape From East Berlin (1962/1h 34m/Drama/Robert Siodmak)
(11:00AM) The League of Gentlemen (1960/1h 56m/Crime/Basil Dearden)
(1:00PM) Double Trouble (1967/1h 30m/Musical/Norman Taurog)
(2:45PM) Light in the Piazza (1962/1h 41m/Romance/Guy Green)
(4:30PM) Murder She Said (1961/1h 26m/Mystery/George Pollock)
(6:00PM) Made in Paris (1966/1h 43m/Comedy/Boris Sagal)
(8:00PM) Guess Who's Coming to Dinner (1967/1h 48m/Comedy/Stanley Kramer)
(10:00PM) The Lion in Winter (1968/2h 14m/Drama/Anthony Harvey)
FRI JUN 16
(12:30AM) On Golden Pond (1981/1h 49m/Drama/Mark Rydell)
(2:30AM) Morning Glory (1933/1h 14m/Drama/Lowell Sherman)
(4:00AM) Lovely To Look At (1952/1h 45m/Musical/Mervyn Le Roy)
(6:00AM) Possessed (1931/1h 12m/Romance//Clarence Brown)
(7:30AM) Anna Karenina (1935/1h 35m/Romance/Clarence Brown)
(9:30AM) Wife Vs. Secretary (1936/1h 28m/Romance/Clarence Brown)
(11:0AM) Of Human Hearts (1938/1h 40m/Drama/Clarence Brown)
(1:00PM) Song of Love (1947/1h 59m/Western/Clarence Brown)
(3:15PM) Intruder in the Dust (1949/1h 29m/Drama/Clarence Brown)
(4:45PM) To Please a Lady (1950/1h 31m/Romance/Clarence Brown)
(6:30PM) When in Rome (1952/1h 18m/Drama/DirectoClarence Brown)
(8:00PM) Beach Blanket Bingo (1965/1h 38m/Musical/William Asher)
(9:45PM) Barbarella (1968/1h 38m/Sci-Fi/Roger Vadim)
(11:30PM) Earth Girls Are Easy (1988/1h 40m/Comedy/Julien Temple)
SAT JUN 17
(1:15AM) The Apple (1980/1h 32m/Musical/Menahem Golan)
(2:45AM) Queen of Outer Space (1958/1h 20m/Sci-Fi/Edward Bernds)
(4:15AM) Hercules, Samson & Ulysses (1963/1h 25m/Adventure/Pietro Francisci)
(5:45AM) Plan 9 from Outer Space (1959/1h 19m/HorroEdward D. Wood, Jr.)
(7:15AM) MGM Parade Show #5 (1955/0h 25m/Documentary/?)
(8:00AM) MGM CARTOONS: Early Bird and the Worm (1936/0h 9m/Short/Rudolf Ising)
(8:11AM) Microscopic Mysteries (1932/0h 9m/Documentary/Hugo Lund)
(8:21AM) Zion Canyon of Colour (1934/0h 7m/Short/?)
(8:30AM) Central Park (1932/0h 58m/Comedy/John G. Adolfi)
(9:30AM) BATMAN AND ROBIN: Batman Takes Over (1949/0h 27m/Serial/Spencer Gordon Bennet)
(10:00AM) POPEYE: Out to Punch (1956/0h 6m/Animation/?)
(10:08AM) The Garden Murder Case (1936/1h 2m/Mystery/Edwin L. Marin)
(11:30AM) Trial by Trigger (1944/0h 21m/Short/William McGann)
(12:00PM) Reveille with Beverly (1943/1h 18m/Musical/Charles Barton)
(1:30PM) How the West Was Won (1962/2h 35m/Western/John Ford)
(4:30PM) Kansas City Confidential (1952/1h 38m/Crime/Phil Karlson)
(6:15PM) Badlands (1973/1h 35m/Crime/Terrence Malick)
(8:00PM) Time After Time (1979/1h 52m/HorroNicholas Meyer)
(10:00PM) Repeat Performance (1947/1h 33m/Drama/Alfred Werker)
SUN JUN 18
(12:00AM) Flaxy Martin (1949/1h 26m/Film-NoiRichard Bare)
(2:00AM) The Great Santini (1979/1h 55m/Drama/Lewis John Carlino)
(4:00AM) I Never Sang for My Father (1970/1h 30m/Drama/Gilbert Cates)
(6:00AM) The Impossible Years (1968/1h 38m/Comedy/Michael Gordon)
(8:00AM) Our Vines Have Tender Grapes (1945/1h 45m/Drama/Roy Rowland)
(10:00AM) Flaxy Martin (1949/1h 26m/Film-NoiRichard Bare)
(11:45AM) Fiddler on the Roof (1971/3h 0m/Musical/Norman Jewison)
(3:00PM) To Kill a Mockingbird (1962/2h 11m/Drama/Robert Mulligan)
(5:30PM) The Courtship of Eddie's Father (1963/1h 57m/Comedy/Vincente Minnelli)
(7:45PM) So You're Going to Be a Father (1947/0h 10m/Short/Richard Bare)
(8:00PM) Life with Father (1947/1h 58m/Comedy/Michael Curtiz)
(10:15PM) Father of the Bride (1950/1h 33m/Comedy/Vincente Minnelli)
MON JUN 19
(12:00AM) The Divine Lady (1929/1h 50m/Romance/Frank Lloyd)
(2:00AM) Bay of the Angels (1964/1h 25m/Drama/Jacques Demy)
(3:45AM) Donkey Skin (1970/1h 30m/Drama/Jacques Demy)
(5:30AM) MGM Parade Show #5 (1955/25m/Documentary/?)
(6:00AM) Man Wanted (1932/William Dieterle)
(7:15AM) Millie (1931/1h 25m/Drama/John Francis Dillon)
(8:45AM) The Big Hangover (1950/1h 22m/Comedy/Norman Krasna)
(10:15AM) The Angel Wore Red (1960/1h 39m/Romance/Nunnally Johnson)
(12:00PM) Rancho Notorious (1952/1h 29m/Western/Fritz Lang)
(1:45PM) They Live by Night (1948/1h 35m/Crime/Nicholas Ray)
(3:30PM) Pitfall (1948/1h 24m/Film-NoiAndre De Toth)
(5:00PM) Indiscretion of an American Wife (1954/1h 3m/Romance/Vittorio De Sica)
(6:15PM) Tab Hunter Confidential (2015/1h 30m/Biography/Jeffrey Schwarz)
(8:00PM) Do the Right Thing (1989/2h 0m/Drama/Spike Lee)
(10:15PM) Alma's Rainbow (1994/1h 25m/Drama /Ayoka Chenzira)
TUE JUN 20
(12:00AM) Just Another Girl On The I.R.T. (1993/1h 36m/Drama/Leslie Harris)
(2:00AM) Blackboard Jungle (1955/1h 41m/Drama/Richard Brooks)
(4:00AM) Edge of the City (1957/1h 25m/Drama/Martin Ritt)
(6:00AM) The Lady Refuses (1931/1h 12m/Drama/George Archainbaud)
(7:15AM) A Notorious Affair (1930/1h 9m/Drama/Lloyd Bacon)
(8:30AM) Bullets for O'Hara (1941/0h 50m/Crime/William K. Howard)
(9:30AM) No Marriage Ties (1933/1h 5m/Drama/J. Walter Ruben)
(10:45AM) Play Girl (1932/1h 0m/Romance/Ray Enright)
(12:00PM) War Nurse (1930/1h 20m/WaEdgar Selwyn)
(1:30PM) Wings for the Eagle (1942/1h 23m/WaLloyd Bacon)
(3:00PM) The White Sister (1933/1h 41m/Drama/Victor Fleming)
(5:00PM) Their Own Desire (1929/1h 5m/Drama/E. Mason Hopper)
(6:15PM) Smilin' Through (1932/1h 37m/Romance/Sidney Franklin)
(8:00PM) Sullivan's Travels (1942/1h 31m/Comedy/Preston Sturges)
(9:45PM) Bombshell (1933/1h 31m/Comedy/Victor Fleming)
(11:30PM) Hearts of the West (1975/1h 43m/Western/Howard Zieff)
WED JUN 21
(1:30AM) Never Give a Sucker an Even Break (1941/1h 11m/Comedy/Edward Cline)
(3:00AM) It's a Great Feeling (1949/1h 25m/Comedy/David Butler)
(4:30AM) Hollywood Party (1934/1h 3m/Musical/Allan Dwan)
(6:00AM) The Runaway Bus (1954/1h 18m/Comedy/Val Guest)
(7:15AM) Journey for Margaret (1942/1h 21m/Drama/Major W. S. Van Dyke II)
(8:45AM) The Time Machine (1960/1h 43m/Sci-Fi/George Pal)
(10:30AM) Looking at London (1946/0h 10m/Short/?)
(10:45AM) Berkeley Square (1933/1h 24m/Romance/Frank Lloyd)
(12:15PM) High Hopes (1988/1h 52m/Comedy/Mike Leigh)
(2:15PM) A Hard Day's Night (1964/1h 32m/Musical/Richard Lester)
(4:00PM) Royal Wedding (1951/1h 33m/Musical/Stanley Donen)
(5:45PM) The V.I.P.s (1963/1h 59m/Drama/Anthony Asquith)
(8:00PM) Z Channel: A Magnificent Obsession (2004/2h 2m/Documentary/Xan Cassavetes)
(10:15PM) What She Said: The Art of Pauline Kael (2018/Documentary/Rob Garver)
THU JUN 22
(12:00AM) The Celluloid Closet (1995/1h 42m/Documentary/Robert Epstein)
(2:00AM) Paul Robeson: Tribute to an Artist (1979/Biography/Documentary/Saul J. Turell)
(2:30AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Episode 09) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(3:45AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Episode 10) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(5:00AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Episode 11) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(6:15AM) Yellowface: Asian Whitewashing and Racism in Hollywood (2019/Documentary/Clara Kuperberg and Julia Kuperberg)
(7:15AM) Soundies: A Musical History (2007/1h 16m/Documentary/0h 54m/Chris Lamson)
(8:45AM) Soldiers Three (1951/1h 27m/Adventure/Tay Garnett)
(10:30AM) The Wild North (1952/1h 37m/Western/Andrew Marton)
(12:15PM) Bhowani Junction (1956/1h 50m/Drama/George Cukor)
(2:15PM) Green Fire (1955/1h 40m/Adventure/Andrew Marton)
(4:00PM) The Prisoner of Zenda (1952/1h 41m/Adventure/Richard Thorpe)
(6:00PM) King Solomon's Mines (1950/1h 42m/Adventure/Compton Bennett)
(8:00PM) Holiday (1938/1h 33m/Comedy/George Cukor)
(10:00PM) Little Women (1933/1h 55m/Drama/George Cukor)
FRI JUN 23
(12:15AM) A Woman Rebels (1936/1h 28m/Drama/Mark Sandrich)
(2:00AM) Undercurrent (1946/1h 56m/Suspense/Vincente Minnelli)
(4:15AM) Stage Door (1937/1h 23m/Drama/Gregory LaCava)
(6:00AM) A King in New York (1957/1h 45m/Comedy/Charles Chaplin)
(8:00AM) Girlfriends (1978/1h 26m/Comedy/Claudia Weill)
(9:30AM) The Naked City (1948/1h 36m/Crime/Jules Dassin)
(11:15AM) Up the Sandbox (1972/1h 37/Drama/Irvin Kershner)
(1:00PM) The House on 56th Street (1933/1h 8m/Drama/Robert Florey)
(2:15PM) This Is the Bowery (1941/0h 10m/Short/Gunther Von Fritsch)
(2:3PM) The Prisoner Of Second Avenue (1974/1h 45m/Comedy/Melvin Frank)
(4:15PM) Soylent Green (1973/1h 27m/Sci-Fi/Richard O. Fleischer)
(6:00PM) Daybreak Express (1953/0h 5m/Short/D.A. Pennebaker)
(6:15PM) Crossing Delancey (1988/1h 37m/Romance/Joan Micklin Silver)
(8:00PM) Grey Gardens (1976/1h 34m/Documentary/Ellen Hovde)
(9:45PM) What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? (1962/2h 12m/HorroRobert Aldrich)
SAT JUN 24
12:15AM) X Y & Zee (1972/1h 50m/Drama/Brian G. Hutton)
(2:15AM) The Big Cube (1969/1h 38m/Drama/Tito Davison)
(4:00AM) The Legend of Lylah Clare (1968/2h 10m/Drama/Robert Aldrich)
(6:15AM) Vacation from Marriage (1945/1h 32m/Drama/Alexander Korda)
(8:00AM) MGM CARTOONS: Dumb-Hounded (1943/0h 8m/Animation/Fred “Tex” Avery)
(8:10AM) Pacific Paradise (1937/0h 10m/Short/George Sidney)
(8:21AM) Calling on Colombia (1940/0h 8m/Documentary/James A. Fitzpatrick)
(8:30AM) Once a Doctor (1937/0h 57m/Drama/William Clemens)
(9:30AM) BATMAN AND ROBIN: Tunnel of Terror (1949/0h 17m/Serial/Spencer Bennett)
(10:00AM) POPEYE: Insect to Injury (1956/0h 6m/Animation/Dave Tendlar)
(10:08AM) Murder in the Private Car (1934/1h 3m/Mystery/Harry Beaumont)
(11:30AM) The Flame Song (1934/0h 21m/Short/Joseph Henabery)
(12:00PM) A Star Is Born (1954/2h 56m/Musical/George Cukor)
(3:15PM) East of Eden (1955/1h 55m/Drama/Elia Kazan)
(5:30PM) Mister Roberts (1955/2h 3m/Comedy/John Ford)
(8:00PM) On the Waterfront (1954/1h 48m/Drama/Elia Kazan)
(10:00PM) Vertigo (1958/2h 8m/Suspense/Alfred Hitchcock)
SUN JUN 25
(12:15AM) Storm Warning (1951/1h 33m/Film-NoiStuart Heisler)
(2:15AM) A Cry in the Dark (1988/2h 1m/Drama/Fred Schepisi)
(4:30AM) My Brilliant Career (1979/1h 38m/Drama/Gillian Armstrong)
(6:15AM) Athena (1954/1h 36m/Musical/Richard Thorpe)
(8:00AM) Calamity Jane (1953/1h 41m/Musical/David Butler)
(10:00AM) Storm Warning (1951/1h 33m/Film-NoiStuart Heisler)
(12:00PM) Imitation of Life (1959/2h 5m/Romance/Douglas Sirk)
(2:15PM) Pride and Prejudice (1940/1h 57m/Romance/Robert Z. Leonard)
(4:30PM) The Reluctant Debutante (1958/1h 36m/Musical/Vincente Minnelli)
(6:15PM) The Palm Beach Story (1942/1h 30m/Comedy/Preston Sturges)
TBD
MON JUN 26
(12:00AM) Don Juan (1926/1h 51m/Silent/Alan Crosland)
(2:00AM) Un Partie de Campagne (1936/0h 45m/Drama/Jean Renoir)
(3:00AM) Il bidone (1955/1h 32m/Comedy/Federico Fellini)
(5:00AM) Report from the Aleutians (1943/0h 45m/Documentary/Capt. John Huston)
(6:00AM) Many Rivers to Cross (1955/1h 32m/Western/Roy Rowland)
(7:45AM) Escape from Fort Bravo (1953/1h 38m/Western/John Sturges)
(9:30AM) The Very Thought of You (1944/1h 39m/Romance/Delmer Daves)
(11:15AM) One for the Book (1948/1h 43m/Comedy/Irving Rapper)
(1:00PM) Of Human Bondage (1946/1h 45m/Drama/Edmund Goulding)
(3:00PM) Lizzie (1957/1h 21m/Drama/Hugo Haas)
(4:30PM) Valley of the Kings (1954/1h 26m/Adventure/Robert Pirosh)
(6:00PM) Scaramouche (1952/1h 55m/Adventure/George Sidney)
(8:00PM) The Celluloid Closet (1995/1h 42m/DocumentaryRobert Epstein)
(10:00PM) Rope (1948/1h 20m/Suspense/Alfred Hitchcock)
(11:30PM) The Children's Hour (1961/1h 47m/Drama/William Wyler)
TUE JUN 27
(1:30AM) Queen Christina (1933/1h 37m/Romance/Rouben Mamoulian)
(3:30AM) Victim (1961/1h 40m/Drama/Basil Dearden)
(5:30AM) Tea and Sympathy (1956/2h 2m/Drama/Vincente Minnelli)
(7:45AM) The Case of the Howling Dog (1934/1h 14m/Suspense/Mystery/Alan Crosland)
(9:15AM) Murder on a Bridle Path (1936/1h 6m/Mystery/Edward Killy)
(10:30AM) The Saint Meets the Tiger (1943/1h 10m/Suspense/Paul Stein)
(12:00PM) The Kennel Murder Case (1933/1h 13m/Mystery/Michael Curtiz)
(1:30PM) Haunted Honeymoon (1940/1h 23m/Comedy/Arthur B. Woods)
(3:00PM) Eyes in the Night (1942/1h 20m/Mystery/Fred Zinnemann)
(4:30PM) Murder at the Gallop (1963/1h 21m/Mystery/George Pollock)
(6:00PM) Shadow of the Thin Man (1941/1h 37m/Mystery/Major W. S. Van Dyke II)
(8:00PM) The Bad and the Beautiful (1952/1h 58m/Drama/Vincente Minnelli)
(10:15PM) Two Weeks in Another Town (1962/1h 47m/Drama/Vincente Minnelli)
WED JUN 28j
(12:15AM) The Barefoot Contessa (1954/2h 8m/Drama/Joseph L. Mankiewicz)
(2:45AM) Inside Daisy Clover (1965/2h 8m/Drama/Robert Mulligan)
(5:00AM) The Oscar (1966/1h 59m/Drama/Russell Rouse)
(7:15AM) Mandalay (1934/1h 5m/Suspense/Michael Curtiz)
(8:30AM) The Unsuspected (1947/1h 43m/Suspense/Michael Curtiz)
(10:15AM) The Unholy Wife (1957/1h 34m/Crime/John Farrow)
(12:00PM) Back in Circulation (1937/1h 22m/Drama/Ray Enright)
(1:30PM) The Man with a Cloak (1951/1h 21m/Suspense/Fletcher Markle)
(3:00PM) D.O.A. (1950/1h 23m/Film-NoiRudolph Maté)
(4:30PM) Shadow on the Wall (1950/1h 24m/Suspense/Patrick Jackson)
(6:15PM) The Nanny (1965/1h 33m/HorroSeth Holt)
(8:00PM) Harold and Lillian: A Hollywood Love Story (2015/1h 34m/Documentary/Daniel Raim)
(9:45PM) By Design: The Joe Caroff Story (2022/0h 52m/Documentary/Mark Cerulli)
(10:45PM) Floyd Norman: An Animated Life (2016/1h 34m/Documentary/Michael Fiore)
TBD
THU JUNE 29
(2:00AM) High Noon on the Waterfront (2022/0h 14m/Documentary/David Roberts)
(2:30AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Ep. 12) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(3:45AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Ep.13) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins)
(5:00AM) Women Make Film: A New Road Movie Through Cinema (Ep. 14) (2019/Documentary/Mark Cousins
(6:15AM) Max Steiner: Maestro of Movie Music (2021/2h 0m/Documentary/Diana Friedberg)
(8:30AM) Dean Martin: King of Cool (2020/1h 47m/Documentary/Tom Donahue)
(10:30AM) Tarzan, the Ape Man (1932/1h 39m/Adventure/W. S. Van Dyke)
(12:15PM) Tarzan the Fearless (1933/1h 25m/Adventure/Robert F. Hill)
(1:45PM) The Valley of Decision (1945/1h 51m/Romance/Tay Garnett)
(3:45PM) Mrs. Parkington (1944/2h 4m/Romance/Tay Garnett)
(6:00PM) The Postman Always Rings Twice (1946/1h 51m/Crime/Tay Garnett)
(8:00PM) Desk Set (1957/1h 43m/Comedy/Walter Lang)
(10:00PM) Without Love (1945/1h 51m/Comedy/Harold S. Bucquet)
FRI JUN 30
(12:00AM) Pat and Mike (1952/1h 35m/Comedy/George Cukor)
(1:45AM) Adam's Rib (1949/1h 41m/Comedy/George Cukor)
(3:45AM) Keeper of the Flame (1943/1h 40m/Drama/George Cukor)
(5:30AM) Week-End for Three (1941/1h 5m/Comedy/Irving Reis)
(6:45AM) MGM Parade Show #5 (1955/0h 25m/Documentary/?)
(7:30AM) Pagan Love Song (1950/1h 16m/Musical/Robert Alton)
(9:00AM) On an Island with You (1948/1h 47m/Musical/Richard Thorpe)
(11:00AM) Girl Happy (1965/1h 36m/Musical/Boris Sagal)
(12:45PM) You're Only Young Once (1938/1h 18m/Comedy/George B. Seitz)
(2:15PM) Catalina Caper (1967/1h 7m/Comedy/Lee Sholem)
(3:30PM) Where the Boys Are (1960/1h 39m/Comedy/Henry Levin)
(5:30PM) Sunkist Stars at Palm Springs (1936/0h 19m/Short/Roy Rowland)
(6:00PM) Palm Springs Weekend (1963/1h 40m/Comedy/Norman Taurog)
(8:00PM) VictoVictoria (1982/2h 14m/Musical/Blake Edwards)
(10:30PM) La Cage Aux Folles (1979/1h 37m/Comedy//Edouard Molinaro)

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Regarding the display industry, we may have heard about many emerging technologies: mini-LED and microLED, flexible and folding screens, 4K and 8K, quantum dots, and more. However, when it comes to the production of the world's largest display screens, decades-old LED (light-emitting diode) screen technology is currently used, which accounts for 45% of digital signage market revenue. 1 The rest are LCD (Liquid Crystal Display), OLED (Organic Light Emitting Diode) and front projection displays.
The world's newest gaint led display has just been unveiled: it's a giant sign at Seattle's Climate Pledge Arena, home of the NHL's Seattle Kraken. Radiant is excited about the continued expansion of the display business at the state-of-the-art facility where the Krakens will be playing in their first season. The stadium is also home to the WNBA team, the Seattle Storm, who have won four WNBA championships at the stadium. The building's name underscores its status as the world's first net-zero emissions certified stadium.
The stadium is also the first in the world to install a 28,175-square-foot digital signage with more than 145 million pixels. The sign installation, built by Daktronics Corporation of South Dakota, includes two suspended displays, each 2,720 square feet. The two pendant displays feature a triangular configuration for the first time, with the bottom line display measuring 25’ high by 46’ wide and the side line display measuring 23’ x 43’. “No other stadium in the world has a largerLED display, and there are 173 displays outside the main seating area of the stadium.”2 The stadium has displays both inside and outside, with 100LED displays inside , with 51 LED displays on the outside to welcome patrons, promote events and direct traffic).
Advantages of LED display
With the emergence of new technologies, such as the emerging OLED technology, why do LED displays still dominate the large-size screen market? One of the big reasons is reliability. Large-size screens are often used in outdoor environments, which usually face high temperature, low temperature, sunlight and harsh weather conditions. In contrast to OLED displays, which are more prone to damage and suffer from "burn-in,"LED displaysare the workhorse of the digital signage industry, delivering bright, vibrant images day in and day out.
“Increasing demand for LED displays for outdoor advertising has become one of the major factors driving the market. LED displays possess many advantages, such as high energy efficiency, environmental protection, low operating costs, and long-lasting durability, which are motivating marketers and advertisers to The use of LED displays for outdoor publicity and advertising. In addition, with the increasing number of live concerts, sports competitions, and corporate exhibitions, the market is further promoted.”
Another advantage of LED displays is image brightness and contrast. Technically (especially in the TV industry), so-called "LED" screens are often referred to as LCD (liquid crystal display) screens, since both have a backlight layer behind the LCD layer. For traditional LCD displays, cold cathode lamps (CCFLs) are used for backlighting. For LED displays, the backlight uses an array of LEDs, which can be used in various configurations.
For example, edge-lit screens place LEDs on the sides, top and bottom of the screen, or around the entire edge of the screen. Both CCFL-backlit and edge-lit screens can provide images with excellent overall visual quality, color and brightness, but lack contrast and black levels. Uniform backlighting prevents the display from individually adjusting the brightness of different areas of the image as desired.
Adjusting image contrast requires local dimming, which has to place LEDs across the entire backlight panel, resulting in a so-called full-arrayLED display. With a full-array configuration, the backlight LEDs are divided into zones, each of which can be independently controlled or turned off completely, improving image contrast and ensuring black levels.
Direct view display
Unlike TVs and other small-size displays that are close to the viewing position, many large-size LED screens often do not use an LCD layer. Viewed from a certain distance (such as a stadium), the LED itself is small enough to act as an independent pixel of the display without affecting the visual resolution of the image. This type of screen is called a direct-view display because the LED emitters that make up the display's pixels emit light themselves for direct viewing. Direct-view LED displays (brightness range 4,000-10,000 nits) are much brighter than LCD displays (300-700 nits for indoor LCD displays, and only 2,500 nits for outdoor LCD screens). 4 The higher the brightness, the higher the visibility of the outdoorLED screen,which can be viewed in the sun or under the illumination of the floodlights in the stadium.
OLED and microLED displays are also direct-view. Both screens achieve extremely high contrast ratios compared to traditional LCD displays (equipped with CCFL or LED backlight modules). Thanks to pixel-level image control, all direct-view displays feature extremely high contrast and brightness while consuming less power than LCD screens. But while such displays can provide a superior viewing experience for consumers of high-end TVs, OLED displays are generally not strong enough to make large screens, and they are also more expensive thanLED screens. At present, it is still impossible to challenge the dominance ofLED displays in the large-size display market.
Jumbo-sized screens are not one continuous panel, but are made using a modular approach—a combination of multiple smaller display panels. Splice modules are usually one to two feet in size and rectangular or square in shape. Modular LED panels enable screen size expansion because, unlike LCD displays, it does not require the use of bezel kits, so seams are small and a complete image can be presented as a whole. The energy consumption of LED displays is also less than that of LCD displays equipped with CCFL backlights. If a large number of spliced panels are used to build a large-size display, the energy consumption will be significantly increased, and the difference in energy consumption will become very obvious.
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I’ve lived in my car (or out of a tent or a friends couch ) on and off for almost 20 years. Assuming you’re wanting life to get better rapidly you’re not tryna be a hippy, and you’re wanting to stay in America. I will tell you exactly how to get by, and if you do it you’ll be better off, at least financially, and amazons a great way to do it if you don’t have much support, so we’re gonna stick with Amazon route for now.
During winter you work 3rd shift so you don’t freeze, during summer you work day shift. They’ve both got drawbacks.
Power! Buy a solar panel kit from harbor freight or northern tool or amazon, whatever the best deal is at the time. 100-200watts and 35-70wh is all you need (my 110watt panel, 35ah battery, and charge controller with 300watt inverter setup was roughly 200$ total and basically all you need for phone, some light vr gaming, charge your toothbrush and fan whatever) also get a battery jumper box from Walmart, just for something to charge on cloudy days and incase you’ve had to run car for something.
Temp, hot hands and cheap rated sleeping bag in the winter got me thru -25* , and I’m using a small usb fan with heat blocking window curtains and those rain guards on windows to leave them cracked in summer (it’s still unbearable in the afternoon if not in shade, I have an amc movie pass, a library pass, a planet fitness membership, and I wander around book stores or grocery stores or the mall a lot, and in winter you run the car a few minutes every couple hours.) you’ll get window fog, try to keep a window cracked to help with this, moisture is bad and also not very stealthy. Also a front sun shade.
Stealth. Everyone hates the poors now, as I said I have curtains for side windows, which I’ve taped around the edges to keep light from leaking out, stay off phone as far as talking goes, use earbuds, hopefully car doesn’t look too shitty, but never leave trash or laundry built up or around you on the ground. Have a piss bottle you change regularly. I use planet fitness to park, hospitals, camp grounds, truck stops, Walmarts but they’re iffy, paid garages, quiet streets, friends lots, whatever. When working amazon make sure to choose a fc, big parking lots so you’re less noticeable. Stay out of the way, but not too far out of the way. The idea is to blend in. Change parking spots nightly if you can, and also don’t just recycle the same order weekly. Diversify at least the part of the same lot you use. Also remember if you sleep at work, don’t be sitting there for hours before or after that with door open Just hanging out.
Food. I keep some small dry goods with me, you can get cheap camp stoves if you’re staying in the woods a lot, but way easier to use all the apps to get discounts at restaurants. The best $ wise is using amazons fridges and microwaves and free coffee tea etc. just make sure to label and rotate your food appropriately. Always keep water on you, and take a multivitamin.
Health. Sleep flat, with your shoes n socks off, your teeth brushed, after a shower and massage from Planet fitness or a $15 one from truck stop (go in with a book bag on, mention you’re annoyed they cost $ when a truckers in line and they might pay) . Take your multivitamin and drink water. Do your absolute best to sleep fully. Keep your dirty clothes washed regularly and in a bag till then, spray your boots, cars a small space to be smelly. Dog couch spray from dollar store helps. Wash your bedding. Make a bed platform in back to lay down if ya can. Vacuum and wash car when ya can. Wipe down living areas with cleaning wipes. Again small space. Wipe your a pits bs toes etc with baby wipes if you’re sweaty before/after shower. Use amazons insurance to get any necessary vaccines , glasses, mental health services, whatever you need to function. Chronic problems are draining. Try to eat salad kits not just Big Macs. Try to read a book and relax, or have a fun tinder hookup at their place. Stress kills.
$. Amazon has sign on bonuses, I regularly use. 90days from quitting can reapply, first half at 30 second half at 90 or 180 days, this can get you anywhere from 1-5k. They’ve got met. And vet a lot of places. Cross train. Learning, safety, hr, it, loss prevention. But also problem solve, pg, whatever. The more colors on your vest the less real work you do and the more varied work you can do and the more opportunity for advancement. Of course all this is dependent on you being full time blue badge, we’re again committing to an amazon way here. Do Not contribute to 401k, do choose your other benefits wisely. (Also do have your anytime Pay setup incase of emergency, but we’re tryna save, control your spending) only use pto or vacation or upt when sick or emergency. Use all the rewards programs. No load of laundry or gas tank filled without rewards. Maintenance. Keep your tires full and your oil and other fluids good. Use straight talk or mint Mobil with a Walmart phone, sub 50$ a month for phone is our goal, or the gov connectivity programs (free or reduced cost phone or wifi ) Hotels are only for holidays or when you’re sick. You’re wanting money, get it. use career choice…
Plan. So with career choice, pick a job that pays that you can probably do. Cdl, dental hygienist, it, it literally doesn’t matter. Every real job they offer is going to pay enough somewhere for you to afford rent after. Yes amazons going to fuck your schooling schedule accommodations around peak, especially since you’ve made yourself valuable. Deal with it. Career choice kicks in at 90days now. Then the programs take from like two months to 2 years. Pick a program that makes sense long term for your time, $, effort, schedule, ability etc. be realistic with yourself for your capabilities and goals when choosing. (Also 2 years experience makes you eligible to apply to L4 spots at amazon) It’s not one long week, it’s 1.5 years. It’s gonna suck. But you can do it, probably. It’s just really, really, really annoying.
Reality. So don’t waste your time with any other bs programs or excuses. Don’t give up halfway thru for a partner. Pray your presumably garbage car lasts that whole time and your health does also. Love yourself. Clock in five minutes early and late every day if you’re not on 12s, clock out for lunch after your 6th hour if you can choose your own time, do vet whenever if you’re able. You’re going to work 60-80hr weeks for the next 1-2 years (including school time) everything’s gonna seem like way too much, for too little reward, and it’s gonna seem unfair and crazy you make Amazon a million dollars and can barely afford car insurance… and I’m not debating that. But if you stick with it, barring a terrible accident or whatever and acknowledging you’ve got a car to get around (or can make a shelter and bus route or tent and Uber or scooter) work , at the end of the 1-2 years, you’ll be in a job that’s presumably better than a warehouse floor, and 3-6 months after that you’ll have enough $ saved with enough coming in to be a functional lower middle class American. Congrats you broke the poverty cycle.

Was coming in on the queens town airport in New Zealand and the frame rate started chugging like crazy. What setting can I lower to improve this issue? Final approach lags in general.

hello there everyone ❤
my name's hinode and i'm looking to get back into roleplaying and flexing my creative muscles!
ヽ(*´∀`)ﾉﾞ i've had to take an extensive hiatus due to some issues in my personal live but i've been seriously craving a good, relaxing, and simply enjoyable story to create with someone. i have a few ideas that have been floating around in my mind, but please let me know if there's anything else you might be interested in! i like a wide variety of anime, manga, videogames, genres, etc so feel free to communicate with me!
who am i as your potential writing partner?
-- i'm in my mid-twenties and would only feel comfortable writing with someone who is eighteen or older, preferably twenty or older.
-- i'm fully aware of my grammar and lack of capitalization! i just thinks it looks pretty to use all lower case + i'm lazy with my grammar rn :3 in character i can promise i'm a fully capable writer
-- i've seen the phrase 'lazy-lit' thrown around the roleplaying community and i would have to categorize myself with this group! i can promise at least one post a week and said post is typically around four to five paragraphs. i've been roleplaying for about fourteen years and i'm not too interested in novella style, so i firmly believe in quality>quantity.
-- i'm also huge on working together collaboratively to create something cool -- whether that be gushing about headcanons, creating pinterest boards, or sending inspirational songs. some of the best parts of roleplaying is sharing an experience with someone else (ㅅ´ ˘ `)♡
-- i will not harass you for a reply or get upset if you take a leave of absence or ghost me! life happens and i'll never hold a grudge. all i ask if you do the same <3
some of my plots/cravings!
-- the princess and her pitbull: my character is a princess, the only child to the king and queen of a rather large and prosperous kingdom. for most of her life, the kingdom was in a sort of 'golden era', the crops were plentiful, tension was low, war was unheard of, and the people were generally happy. because of this, and the doting of her parents, my character is rather sheltered and innocent — sweet and naive. blind to the horrors of humanity (and monsters, should we choose to go down that path.) however, as she grew older...the king's greed grew as well. A sense of malevolence had overtaken the King and he began committing atrocities(which we can both decide on) and the people have grown unhappy, violent, and various rebellions have had to be squashed throughout various provinces. But, of course, the sheltered princess is kept from these facts...but the anger of the people keeps growing. this is where your character comes in. he's a knight, one of the top knights in the kingdom, and had been serving on the king's guard for a few years before he was assigned a prestigious task — becoming the protector of the princess. your character has been the princess's personal guard for a few years now. accompanying her almost wherever she went, riding alongside her when traveling outside of the castle walls. shadowing her... silent like a ghost. because of his well-known reputation as a top fighter, his cutthroat fighting style, and his unwavering loyalty to the princess, the people and nobility alike often refer to him as 'the princess's pitbull'. however, behind the scenes and out of the public eye...they're best friends. they share inside jokes, and it isn't unheard of that one might prank the other. after a stuffy dinner with elites, he might have her in a giggling fit as he mocks and imitates the rich nobles. she might have him chuckling when she pretends to be a powerful and frightening knight — frilly dress and all. and this, of course, would potentially lead to romance between a rather forbidden duo. and the plot could branch from here! we could deal with 'arranged marriages' and potential suitors visiting. as well as the potential of a full-blown rebellion taking place. what if they seize the castle? will the knight escape with the princess in time? what will become of them, living life on the run?
-- naruto: so fair warning! i have NOT finished the anime or manga! i'm currently watching shippuden and am still relatively in the early part of the series. however, i love naruto and would absolutely love to roleplay a plot in the ninja world :3 i'm 1000% fine with spoilers and, honestly, i've probably had almost all of the series spoiled for me already anyways hehe. i would like romance to be a focal point alongside the action, drama, angst, and fluff that comes along with what you envision naruto to be. i have an OC that i've been brewing -- a female hyuga who actually tends to show personality traits and a demeanor that isn't typically seen in a hyuga, especially a female one. if you're interested please let me know and we can get to planning! also i think it's fair to mention that i don't mind if our characters are powerful and strong -- i think i'd prefer to just have lots of fun ^3^
-- avatar, the last airbender: i will always and forever cherish the ATLA series and hold it close tomy heart. which, in my later years especially, has made me come to the conclusion that it's absolute sacrilege that i've never done a proper avatar roleplay. truly heartbreaking, i must admit. i would really love for this to have a nice balance between romance and adventure and i'll be the first to admit that i'm a huge fan of 'opposites attract' dynamics. ESPECIALLY firebender x waterbender - that is absolutely my bread and butter. we would have to discuss what time period this would take place in as well as motivations and overall plotline for our characters. maybe one is an avatar? we'll see! i'd also really love to draw inspiration from the spiritual side of this show as well, especially considering it's full of spiritual references.
-- harry potter: character A(the character whom i will play) is muggle-born and completely dumb-founded by the magical world — all this 'magic business' were things she had only seen on television or read in books. this spurred on her love for magic, a world she only imagined in their dreams. despite her passion for magic, she's not particularly gifted and left in the shadow of their peers. however, her warm personality spoke for itself. well loved and openly friendly, character A didn't mind her lack of magical prowess. being a hufflepuff was a surprise to no one. character B is as pureblooded as they come, from a long line of powerful and successful witches and wizards that were proud to be 100% pureblooded. maybe sometimes a little too proud. it was only natural that character B would be placed in the house that they were(slytherin or ravenclaw, up to you!). though they felt an inexplicable pull to one another, catching eachothers glances from a far, character B and character A never quite interacted. that is, until one year they were placed in the same classes and clicked almost instantly. however, at the end of sixth year and beginning of seventh, blood feuds began brewing and an intense prejudice against muggle borns began bubbling to the surface. as time moves on, perhaps it even grows violent. maybe even deadly. will these two characters withstand the prejudice? will character B choose the love of character A over their prejudiced family?
-- shoujo/anime setting: okay so i definitely don't have a plot in mind but i would really really love to come up with something with a partner that would fit the 'shoujo' theme! something set in japan with heavy inspiration from anime. this could be a very light-hearted plot or one that's rather dark and angsty, i would just like romance to be involved. some inspirations include anything created by studio ghibli, kamisama kiss, orange, ao haru ride, inuyasha, fruits basket, lovely complex, beyond the boundary, etc!

63M Your ex wife told me.
Cindy and her new light violet panties
*with a hint of lace.
I went out one night with some coworkers to the club. Feeling a little more horny than usual, I'd decided to dress a bit more daring than Usual, I wore a rather plain white camisole with a daringly sheer white blouse, a black skirt and sheer white thigh high stockings. No bra, so my nipples were just barely visible and a new pair of light violet hip hugger panties with just a hint of lace. Elegant yet borderline slutty.
I know that when I finished getting ready and looked in the mirror, even I got a little excited looking at myself to the point of being a bit aroused at my appearance.
A nice amount of my favorite fragrance Gloria Vanderbilt and my nipples were hard, as I looked myself over one more time. Mirror, Mirror on the wall I thought.
As a single mom with a 18 year old daughter, a successful career, I'm not the prom queen but at 35 years old my unassuming appearance doesn't let's say stand out. Hell… allowing a hint of nipple was extremely rare for me, but it had been some time (in fact two years) since I'd felt the touch of a man, any man and I don't own any toys either. I believe it's called desperation and it had its grip on me.
Getting close to time for my friends to arrive, I grabbed my hand bag and headed downstairs to pour myself a glass of wine. I was nervous about showing a little too much as if I was wearing a "desperate slut" sign by showing some nipple even if only a hint, it's not my style. Just then my daughter enters the kitchen and without even looking at me says "WOW mom you smell really yummy"! My daughter comes up behind me and I can here her inhale my scent. "To strong"? I ask and she says no but you never smell of perfume like that, gotta hot date tonight? No honey just going out with the girls from work tonight. After a rather big swallow of wine, I turned around and instantly my daughter exclaimed "MOM"! I can see your boobs!
You look… you look HOT! Immediately I can feel my face begin to turn red, "I better go change" I said and started upstairs. "Don't you dare, I heard". My beautiful girl was the prom queen, she was very well liked, had that hot 18 year old body curvaceous in all the right places. Extremely popular she was the belle of the ball. Mom I'm speechless she said, your beautiful! I think that was the first time I've ever heard her say that, usually its love ya and gone. Not tonight though, apparently I did something to catch her attention as she was all over me. "You smell fabulous and you look so hot" as she was now hugging me, literally sticking her nose in my neck, inhaling me. Ashley I said rather taken aback, do I really look like a slut? NO! she said, "you just never look so… so beautiful. Your gonna turn a lot of heads tonight, she said giggling. Maybe this is too much I said, I should put on a bra. "Don't you dare" Ashley said". I can hardly see your tits, but because you never dress like that, of course I noticed.
Embarrassed I caused such a stir and given the fact that my beautiful young daughter was talking like that to me I suddenly realized my inner self stir, my nipples began to stiffen and I felt a sensation in my panties I had not felt in a while. My barely dressed tighter than tight shorts, bare mid drift bigger than my boobs daughter was telling her mother how "hot" she looked. Suddenly even her nipples were jetting out of her super tight "look at my titties" tank top, simply adding fuel to my two year drought. I drank more wine. A glass more. My cheeks rosey, I wasn't sure if it was me or the wine. I had never certainly looked at my daughter the way I caught myself suddenly looking at my little girl. Again I felt my pussy stir, are these magic panties I thought… will I even make it through dinner? I hadn't had a good cum in years and I've just came twice in 15 minutes, albeit minor little stirring of the pot orgasms, it was more than I'd felt in two years… I am alive down there. And my daughter would not leave me… I'm not used to this… but I like it. Suddenly Ashley wanted to know everything. Who I was going with, where was I going when would I be home… wait, those are my questions… my how the table has turned.
Thankfully just then my friends arrived, coat on, off we went. The eyes popped out as I removed my rather stylish leather coat, I don't dress like this, and apparently my newfound "hotness" according to my daughter, surprisingly jumped my co-workers but, being a business casual get together nothing was said and the wine had calmed my nervous mind (or was it them two little "bumps" I felt in my new light violet with a hint of lace "magic" panties).
As the evening progressed, the conversation was mainly work related add a few off color jokes, it seemed my hopes of meeting a new "friend" was probably not going to happen, I decided to walk around the restaurant and flaunt myself (this is not who I am) but I'm literally desperate and a relationship with a co-worker is out of the question. Under the guise of going to the bathroom, I take a lap through the room. As I'm strolling towards the ladies room I notice an attractive young blond wearing a lovely red cocktail dress and for some reason her eyes are locked on me.
Concious of my appearance (my boobs on display) I ducked into the restroom to check my appearance. I stand in the mirror and maybe its the wine, but I'm convinced I look "hot" like my daughter told me I did. I hear the outer door open so I ducked into a stall… I gotta pee and go about unzipping my skirt. As I'm standing there in my new underwear, the stall door whooshes open, HEY… I'm… shhhhh the girl says. Its her, the young blond in the red cocktail dress. She quickly closes the door, latches it (which I didn't do) and begins to whisper.
"I saw you walking in the restaurant (I'm about to scream for help) and I was awestruck by how attractive you looked (oh my God, a nutjob) I know your daughter Ashley. I'm standing there, frozen, wondering what to do… I'm essentially trapped in the stall in my underwear and this admittedly gorgeous young girl is now starring at my new violet with a hint of lace panties. In my mind I'm laughing...maybe they are "magic".
So can I help you? I ask, she says no… Ashley called me, I immediately ask is she alright? Shhhhh, we don't have much time. What the hell is going on? I ask.
My name is Karla and I'm going to kiss you.
(Oh my God I'm going to get raped by a girl in a bathroom stall) My mind is racing. She yanks down her red dress… sheer beauty as her boobs bounce, nipples hard, tan and shaved… the perfect body, all happening in seconds. I'm still standing there in my panties(my new light violet with a hint of lace ones). Karla dropped to her knees and starts kissing my underwear and smearing her red lipstick on me grabbing my ass and pulling me tighter to her. As I'm about to scream rape I realize my tits are about to tear through my blouse and that my pussy is suddenly wetter that I can ever remember.
My eyes meet Karla and in a rather hedonistic way my hands are pulling her into me, she forced her fingers under the elastic pulls my new light violet panties aside and buried her face in my (thankfully) freshly trimmed bush. I'm on fire! Her tongue starts lapping my slit followed by her fingers finding my "hasn't been touched in years", soaking wet hole.
One finger...two fingers, I'm dripping wet, she slides another in then back out straight into my ass. Two years of pent up frustration hit me like a ton of bricks… probably my best cum ever.
I've, I'm...I have never even considered kissing a girl and here is this lovely young girl making me cum in a bathroom stall, in a restaurant, during a corporate mixer. In my mind I cannot decide if I'm being raped, having a lesbian trist… or if my new light violet with a hint of lace panties are really "magical" all I do know is I have achieved my goal of getting "laid" after a two year dry spell.
All of this happening in under ten minutes. Karla gets up pulls her red cocktail dress up adjusts herself, she smiles at me and says "I hope I didn't freak you out". As she unlocked the stall door, she was reaching for her red lipstick I asked "how did you know it was me"?
Again she smiled and said " Ashley told me to look for the most beautiful woman in the place, you will know it's her when you see her nipples" Karla winked and said, "ya know… I couldn't really see your nips… I saw you and just knew". I hope I helped you enjoy your evening and I hope Ashley invites me over to meet you someday soon.
I was still standing in that stall, in my new underwear with a hint of lace a bit bewildered a bit amused and a lot hornier… on fire horny, I wanted more, much more. Putting myself back together I could smell my sex, my passion. As I left the bathroom Karla was nowhere to be found so I returned to the group I was with. The question popped up was I alright and of course I said yes… that some young girl wouldn't stop chatting while in the ladies room. All was well and the evening progressed. As one of the attendees needed to head home, I hooked a ride saying I needed to be home early as well.
Ashley wasn't home when I got there so I decided to have one more glass of wine and take a shower. As the warm water washed away the oddly strange evening my fingers touched me and I found myself repeating Karla and the way she touched me. This time, even though my eyes rolled backwards in my head the orgasms weren't as intense. Obviously sex is so much better unexpectedly and with a partner. It's at that point I decided to do several things to Ashley.
The first leg of my new adventure was I had come to realize (quite easily I might add) that having sex with another woman was fine with me. All my life it was right there for the taking and I don't recall ever once even fantasizing about it. Second, I've been wearing panties my whole life and other than a few exciting wedgies, I never knew they were or could be used to add such excitement to my sex life, little did I know just how exciting they could be. I guess I was just that boring (my ex could vouch for that). And lastly, the most important of them all was the reality that I was attracted to my daughter. Of course I loved her, thats a mothers job, I on the other hand wanted to make love TO her.
Somehow suddenly I saw my daughter as a woman, a very sexy woman and I wanted her. Just the thought had me cumming again… hard. I decided to act as though nothing good happened on my dinner date with my co-workers. I finished my shower and cleaned the bathroom. The first part of my plan was to just leave my clothes in a heap. As I did this I looked at my new panties now drenched with my cum and smeared with Karlas beautiful red lipstick. As I said, "how exciting my panties could be" because just looking at them turned to sniffing them turned into me shoving them cum soaked, lipstick covered light violet panties in my mouth and then up my aching pussy again (and it wasn't over) because that was my plan...I was going to fuck my daughter with those light violet panties with a hint of lace all full of my cum and her gal pal Karla's bright red lipstick. I put the pile of my outfit back together, took another warm shower, went to her room and opened her panty drawer.
Looking through them, touching them, she had quite the selection. I also noticed a pair of my panties which gave me a little rush of excitement… my baby likes my underwear. I chose a pair of her blue ones and as I was walking out I noticed her pile of laundry, Imagine my surprise when I noticed the pair I had on yesterday and the pair from the day before. Ashley loves mommy's pantys and even though my daughter has much bigger boobs than me, sure enough there is one of my cotton bras. I certainly don't mind her wearing my things, but after she sent her girlfriend to fuck me, igniting a sexual passion in me I never knew even existed, Ashley was going to pay the price.
Just then I hear her arriving home, quickly I grabbed my worn underwear, my bra, run to my room, put on her underwear my robe… jump under the covers, grab a book… everything is normal.
Hi mom, hi honey how was your night?
OK. Ashley goes to her room to change into her usual way too revealing shorts and top the she runs into my room with a big smile and says "so how was YOUR night"?
Ehh it was OK. "Did you meet anyone"?
No, not really, there wasn't any guys worth looking twice at. "Ohhh, and you looked so hot! Looking a my pile of clothes she jumps over and grabs my new light violet panties with a hint of lace and comes back to my bed and inspects them… MOM! What is, what did you do? I pulled back the comforter, jumping up, and took off my robe.
I'm standing in front of my daughter naked except her blue panties. Uhhh she says… I grab my new light violet panties with a hint of lace from her and say could you explain yourself Ashley. Wha...I...MOM...I
pull out my bra, she begins to turn red in the face, I hold it up to her boobs generously handling her boobs...MOM…
I think this is mine, I pull out my worn panties, Ashley why do you have your moms worn panties in your room?
Quietly she's saying "oh my god" all the while staring at my perky tits… I'm 35 and as my friend says I'm still "high and tight".
Wait till I tell her this adventure!
Back to Ashley, as she is stammering to explain the fact she loves pussy, specifically my pussy she says "well your wearing my underwear" and its now or never, I say Ashley take off your clothes… what? MOM… Ashley, take your top off right now I said firmly. She obeys me. I'm shaking on the inside yet I'm twitching in my pussy, her boobs are just like Karla's
I'm gonna do this, I'm going to make my daughter cum. I grab my used panties and sniffed them, mmmm these are good and I hand them to her… sniff mommas panties… I want to watch. Her eyes grew wide, Mom… Do it! I said. She sniffs my panties which make my nipples hard, they also make her nipples hard. Mmmmm, I can tell you like them and I start to put my too small bra on her pressing the cotton cups on her ample tits saying I think you like this (I know I do) she purrs a little. I'm getting wet in her blue panties and Ashley is noticing. My nips are hard and I'm starting to drip in her panties. I tell her now take off your shorts… again, MOM please! Ashley! She stands and removes her shorts, just as I suspected shaved bald just like Karla again. This time I hand her my new light violet panties with a hint of lace, smeared with lipstick and tell her to put them on, this time there's no argument. I kiss her, drop to my knees and begin to smear my lips across my new panties...I can taste Karla's lipstick.
This is what you had your friend Karla do to me in the bathroom stall. Ashley is now moaning, kind of mind boggling isn't it?
Before Ashley can answer I shove my worn crotch in her mouth and order her to taste me, I grabbed the second pair and said smell my panties as I shoved the to her nose. "Your going to cum in my new light violet panties with a hint of lace, scampered with lipstick while you sniff and lick my worn panties do you understand young lady? Unngg hunnn she managed. How dare you send Karla to fuck me Ashley you little fucking slut! (I have no idea where that came from but I loved it) and judging by the way Ashley was moaning almost whimpering she was loving it too.
As I had stuffed my worn panties everywhere I could filling Ashley's senses I reached down and slid my fingers in my daughters pussy, a squeal of delight escaped Ashley's lips… she was dripping wet just like her mother was earlier that night in the bathroom stall. She began to shake violently as she was reaching her best orgasm ever. After all, Ashley was only 18, her devious plan to make her mom happy had unleashed a cum slut monster named mom. When all was said and done, Ashley apologized to me and we laughed as I said I have no idea where them words came from
honey. I love you very much, I love you too mom. Ashley, I want two things from you if you will, Ash said anything for you mom.
Please sleep naked with me tonight after I eat your sweet pussy and can you invite Karla to come spend the night sometime.
Ashley said "Mom"? Yes hon I said.
That's three things.

I was reading a lot about the various styles in NYC from the 19th century and early 20th century, and it seems like all of them are revivals of various styles from earlier eras.
Don't get me wrong, I think these are beautiful buildings and some of these styles I really love (such as Queen Anne). But it would be interesting to see what modern styles from back then would have looked like, such as how Art Deco encapsulates the 1920s and 1930s very well.

First I have to make it clear that for restaurants I am not making reference to hawker centres in the two cities.
The commercial rent level in Hong Kong has been known as high, and so is the wage level for fnb sector. While in Sg where foreign workers are allowed which have lower wages than their Hong Kong counterparts.
However when look at the price of meals of McDonalds there and compare those in SH they are not much different. (Even a lower BigMac index in HK - HK 2.62 vs SG 4.37, 2020) plus lot more choices in menu.
A similar situation goes for restaurants as well. If Hong Kong enjoys lower cost on vegetable or meat from China, so does SG get from MY.
Whether it is there are a higher customer flow in HK that can justify a lower profit margin, or other reasons

Hello all,
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This is pretty much a safe queen. I’ve carried it around the house and deployed it a couple hundred times. Factory edge, has never cut anything. The factory grind is well centered.
The action is perfect, and if I hadn’t decided OTF’s aren’t really for me, this wouldn’t be for sale. Blade play is minimal and comparable to other OTFs in this price range.
I am the first and only owner. Purchased from a local Benchmade Premium Plus dealer, not a chain store. Guaranteed authentic.
Never been taken apart. Comes with original box, nylon sheath, and papers.
Edited to add: no cosmetic blemishes except for some slight wear underneath the switch.
SV: 300 USD shipped to the lower 48.
Timestamp and photos: https://imgur.com/a/pUSSAJd

I will try to make what seems like a long complex story in my mind super short. Sorry in advance. My wife and I bought a house 2 months ago in a very sought after neighborhood in Phoenix, AZ. We've been born and raised here. We moved to Seattle for a year, couldn't hang with the gloominess and politics so we moved back and bought this house. The previous owner listed it for 800k last year, slightly more than it was worth, hoping to catch the wave of absurdity. She missed it. Then lowered it to 750. Then 700, then 650. We offered 620 and it was accepted last month. We locked in a 6.8% interest rate and if/when rates get considerably better we'll of course refinance. We spent 75k in closing costs and down payment (almost all of our money). We make about 180-200k per year between the two of us and have no kids. We have 100k in student loans and that's about it. Both our parents also live in AZ. We enjoy being close to them... However, we wanted to move to the Netherlands before buying this house, but my career doesn't transfer well, so we decided we'd buy this house for 20% off from what it was worth at the 2021 peak as a possible good investment, some day. We want to move to the NL / Europe due to our lifestyle preference. But with my job not transferring well, missing our parents, idk what to do. Beyond that, with it just being us 2, this 2k+ sqft house feels bad. We have 4 bedrooms, 1 master and 1 office, but the other 2 are useless to us. We don't have anyone who'd wanna stay over so a spare wouldn't make sense, we don't like working out at home so a home gym or something is useless to us, we work so many hours it's hard to take care of our huge desert front yard and our huge grassy backyard with a large pool. Our $4,200 mortgage feels like a mistake. Can some kind soul help me make sense of our life? Our ideal life would be a small townhouse in the NL but don't feel like we have the heart to leave our parents, especially because we hated being "alone" in Seattle. Maybe it would be different living in the NL since it's our dream? Was buying this house a mistake, money wise? I know you don't have a crystal ball but will this house probably, eventually, be a good investment? Would it be best to rent this out one day or just sell one day? What would be your advice on the moving idea? Is it wise to try to have a residence here and there? I'm all confused.

I will try to make what seems like a long complex story in my mind super short. Sorry in advance. My wife and I bought a house 2 months ago in a very sought after neighborhood in Phoenix, AZ. We've been born and raised here. We moved to Seattle for a year, couldn't hang with the gloominess and politics so we moved back and bought this house. The previous owner listed it for 800k last year, slightly more than it was worth, hoping to catch the wave of absurdity. She missed it. Then lowered it to 750. Then 700, then 650. We offered 620 and it was accepted last month. We locked in a 6.8% interest rate and if/when rates get considerably better we'll of course refinance. We spent 75k in closing costs and down payment (almost all of our money). We make about 180-200k per year between the two of us and have no kids. We have 100k in student loans and that's about it. Both our parents also live in AZ. We enjoy being close to them... However, we wanted to move to the Netherlands before buying this house, but my career doesn't transfer well, so we decided we'd buy this house for 20% off from what it was worth at the 2021 peak as a possible good investment, some day. We want to move to the NL / Europe due to our lifestyle preference. But with my job not transferring well, missing our parents, idk what to do. Beyond that, with it just being us 2, this 2k+ sqft house feels bad. We have 4 bedrooms, 1 master and 1 office, but the other 2 are useless to us. We don't have anyone who'd wanna stay over so a spare wouldn't make sense, we don't like working out at home so a home gym or something is useless to us, we work so many hours it's hard to take care of our huge desert front yard and our huge grassy backyard with a large pool. Our $4,200 mortgage feels like a mistake. Can some kind soul help me make sense of our life? Our ideal life would be a small townhouse in the NL but don't feel like we have the heart to leave our parents, especially because we hated being "alone" in Seattle. Maybe it would be different living in the NL since it's our dream? Was buying this house a mistake, money wise? I know you don't have a crystal ball but will this house probably, eventually, be a good investment? Would it be best to rent this out one day or just sell one day? What would be your advice on the moving idea? Is it wise to try to have a residence here and there? I'm all confused.

TW: Mentions of physical and emotional child abuse
In my story, there is gonna be me (M16), My younger sister let's call her Elle (F15), my older sister and let's call her Anne (F23). This is gonna be long.
I guess I should start from the beginning. I was born in 2006 in a not-so-stable household. My parents back then were lower-middle class and we had barely enough food on our table. My younger sister was born 2 years later and she was born I think right after or during an economic crisis in my country (We don't live in an English speaking country but it is in the EU). Both of my parents had very garbage jobs and still look back in shame at their past selves.
Up until 2016/2017, my parents were physically abusive to us. (TW) They would hit us until we were in tears and it would leave bruises, but not open wounds. Looking back now, the time I think they went too far was once when I was 8 or 9, I was in the shower and my kid self was making potions in the shower. You know, when you mix all these random soaps in one cup. I mixed in one of my mom's expensive hair masks and my dad saw it. (it was time I was learning to shower by myself so I might have actually been a bit younger so like maybe 7 or 8) He called Mom who came in, saw it too, took a charger cord or just with the palm of her hand and beat my butt so hard and so much that I still remember looking in the mirror and seeing black dots all over my butt cheeks. She abused all of us like that not just me. (END OF TW… for now)
In 2016 my older sister Anne (she was about 16 or 17 back then) had realised that what they did was wrong and she enlisted the help of me, but not my little sister cuz she was still in her snitching era. Anne’s plan was for us to go to our school psychologist and social worker (every school had one for these reasons and for troublemakers and such) to tell them our situation and what was going on. Those school workers were required to go to CPS and tell them about this, but Anne was advised by the social worker to go there herself so they check out this problem sooner. So she did go and at the end of April 2017, CPS took us away from our parents. The experience was crazy, but it's not immediately important to the story. We had to stay at a sort of a crisis centre for kids in similar situations for 2 months. It was crazy, but we lived through it. At this crisis centre, we had to see a therapist who we told our stories too. So me and my little sister saw her at different times from our older sister. In the meantime, our parents couldn’t visit us for the first week or 2. When they did come, they took us on rides to go sightseeing (they got a lot better jobs) and we did other fun stuff in that time now looking back I see that they were trying to win our trust back. On these rides and small trips, they said for us to tell the therapist that we had made a mistake and we didn't want this to happen and that we didn't want to get separated from our parents, which now I know was them manipulating us so they wouldn’t go to jail. And us being kids we fell for it, but not Anne, she saw right through them and did choose to live with grandma and make Grams the legal guardian of Anne. So me and Elle get put back with our parents cuz it was our wish and they actually stopped physically abusing us, but something worse came in its place. From 2017 til 2018 we were living with our grandma and I remember it as one of the happiest times in my life. The joy that I lost and I had found again there. I still love her so much and wish I could visit her more often. From 2018 til now I was and am living with my parents. They actually tried being good parents for a bit, but obviously, that didn't last long. My mom is the main abuser and my dad is the accomplice. My mom started emotionally abuses by making these comments like, If I knew back then that my salary would be this much then I wouldn’t have had kids, and she said that in front of our faces. Elles birthday was recently and instead of making that day about her, mom made it an everyday thing, cuz we went to the capital and got everyday things like shoes and they had the audacity to later say that the money they spent in the capital was her gift but I said “we didn't do anything that Elle wanted to do!” and he said “if we would have given her 10€ would it be better?” in this sarcastic voice and I said “YES, cuz then she could have done smth that she actually wanted to do!” and had the audacity to call me delusional! It's not been very great living under the same roof.
Today my grandpa died and it was horrible. I cried for hours. Mom at like 7 pm told me to put my headphones on my sister's desk, cuz it was in the hallway closer to my parent's room (it didn't have room in my sister's room). This situation started when Elle was done showering Mom was like “GO SHOWER NOW” and was like “yea sure one sec” Then she said “NOW” It was more of a yell so I yelled back “WAIT” after another round of yelling that she came into my room and asked if I put my headphones on Ell’s table and I was like not yet, and she was like “then put them away” and was like “wait” and she was raised her voice “NOW” and was raised my voice back “NO” and she was like “this is my house so you go by my rules, when you move out, you can do whatever you want” and I almost (note the almost) was like “when I move out, the first thing ill do is cut you off” and went to put my headphones on sisters table. I know she is a narcissist and my dad is an enabler. After that in the shower, I thought of a plan to call CPS on them again so me and Elle wouldn't have to struggle here anymore. I would go to them and say about them being manipulative and emotionally abusive and they would most likely take us away again cuz of Mom's history of being abusive.
Should I do it? What are your thoughts and advice? I will make edits and addons cuz I skipped a lot of details and if you have any questions I will try to reply to them all.
EDIT TO ADD: I talked to Elle about it and she said she wanted to stay with our parents until she graduates high school here, so she doesn't really like the idea.

Not all change is bad, but not all change is advantageous either, especially when it involves disfigurations and body part swapping. ‘What doesn’t kill you, only makes you stronger.’ I tend to disagree in certain circumstances. I doubt surviving a train wreck makes you stronger. At this point in my life, I feel as weak as I have ever been. I feel odd and peculiar, a stranger to my own body, a monster to my soul.
Several months ago, as I was lying in bed a wave of red light poured in through my window, accompanied by a hypnotic vibrating purr, that put me in a deep sleep. When I woke up my left hand felt swollen. At first, I thought nothing of it but as I went through my morning routine, things felt different. My grasp wasn’t as strong, but it wasn’t just that, it felt as if I had a different tactile sensation altogether. I finally became conscious of the extent of the difference when I went to brush my teeth.
I grabbed the toothbrush with my right hand and the tube of toothpaste with my left hand. As I tried to line the nozzle to the toothbrush, I noticed that my left hand was slightly bigger than my right hand and had a darker skin tone. The contrast was striking. I have a very fair skin complexion. My mom always said that I was ‘Irish’ white, that she would lose sight of me walking to the mailbox through a snowstorm.
I dropped the dental toiletries in the sink. I held my hands up in front of my face. I never chewed my nails, but on my left hand, the nails were almost chewed down to the cuticle. I turned my hands over and they were as different as night and day. The left was calloused from hard work and dedicated labor, the other was the pampered hands of a college student. Around the wrist of my new left hand was a bracelet of thick dark stitches, hardly signifying friendship or wealth.
I had to call the police, but when I got my phone, there was a text message:
Don’t go to the police, or we’ll remove your head. No more procedures needed.
I wasn’t too sure what to do at that point. Whoever did this was able to- in one night- knock me out, surgically remove my hand and replace it with someone else’s hand. If they were able to do that, then I was certain they would be able to get in and do much worse.
Luckily, I was in between semesters, no classes to attend, nothing as of yet to explain. Even though it was hot as hell and it was in the middle of Summer, I put on a long sleeve shirt and a pair of gloves. My left glove barely fit, and the phrase ‘If it don’t fit, you must acquit’ popped in my head. I frequented the food truck parked in the convenient store parking lot near my apartment building at least three times a week. They have the best burrito I have ever eaten, bursting with meat and spices, not any of those lean stingy burritos you get at traditional restaurants. But lately, there has been this strange street person hanging out at the corner. He showed up around a month before my ordeal. He was not begging for money but preaching about an invasion. He was always dressed as if it was forty below zero.
Instead of walking along the sidewalk, I decided to climb down the hill from my apartment that led directly to the back of the convenient store. From my deck, I could watch the customers go in and out of the store. The apartment building sat on a high hill overlooking the street below. I could see that the homeless man wasn’t at his usual corner, but I didn’t want to take any chances.
I got down the hill and hopped down from the retaining wall, when all of the sudden he jumped out from behind the dumpster, dressed in a long trench coat, gloves, a ski mask, and a scarf wrapped around his neck.
“They got ya son. They’ve tagged you. I saw the red light. I’ve been tracking them for a while. You ain’t getting away and they ain’t stopping. You need to come with me.”
“Mister, I don’t have any money I can give you.”
“I don’t want your damn money son. I’m here to save your life."
I tried to walk past him, but he blocked my path and pushed me back. As he did so he started unwrapping his scarf and pulling off his ski mask. I resumed my attempt to get to my favorite burrito, but he blocked me again. I was looking down, not paying attention, so I didn’t notice that he was completely unmasked with his trench coat and shirt laying on the ground.
“Look here!”
I looked up to see the most grotesque, confusing human being I had ever perceived. He was a patchwork of different races, different skin tones, and stitched up scars running throughout his body and face like a map of a river and its many tributaries. His nose was completely foreign to his face and both eyes were awkwardly strung together from two different individuals. Worst of all, there was a large scar around his neck, indicating that this head had been removed and reattached.
“They told you that they were done, right?” I nodded my head in agreement. “Well, I’m proof that they are a bunch of damn liars. I hate to tell you this, but your life is over as you know it. You can come with me and stay intact or refuse my help and become what I am today.”
I should have taken his advice, but I wasn’t in a state to comprehend the reality of my situation. I was still unsure of what I had seen this morning. I was trying to convince myself that I had just slept on my hand or had a bad dream and slammed it against the wall. It was just swollen, not someone else’s hand.
“I’m fine man. I just want a burrito. Leave me alone, please.”
“Alright. I’ll still be here when you are ready. There’s a place we like to call the Isle of Misfit Toys. You know from Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer. You’ll be safe there. I promise you, it's not going away.”
I started to walk away, determined to ignore him, but then he said something that caught my attention.
“I bet you are O negative blood type. All us misfit toys are O negative. Universal donor baby. Now how did I know that? You still want to turn a blind eye.”
He was correct, but I persisted in my stubbornness and walked away. That day the burrito just didn’t taste as well as it normally did. Was there a new cook? I didn’t notice. Or worse, had they already replaced my tongue with someone else’s, whoever they were?
There weren’t any other occurrences for the next month. I made sure to sleep in the living room on the couch with the television on. Still, Mr. Frankenstein stood on the corner, waiting for me. I didn’t visit the food truck that entire month, didn’t have the usual craving and sure as hell didn’t want to have another confrontation.
The next month was my wake-up call. I was dozing off when the television shut off by itself. I heard that familiar hum and saw the red light moving through the front window. I put my fingers in my ears, closed my eyes and stumbled to the bathroom. I started singing to myself, hoping to drown out the noise and stay conscious. I opened my eyes for a second and saw that the red light was moving under the door and bending upwards towards my face. I shut my eyes again.
The bathroom door slammed open. I closed my eyes tighter, so much so that I saw twinkling stars and sparks. I felt two hands grasp me by the shoulders and lift me up in the air. I opened my eyes. There standing before me was tall hairless grey being in a long black cloak. The creature had no eyes, small narrow nostrils, but a large gaping mouth, affixed open as if the creature was unable to close it. On his shoulder was a smaller green creature with a bulbous head and large eyes. It was not clothed and would ever so often lay its forehead against the side of the larger creature’s neck. It seemed to be a symbiotic relationship.
The larger creature sat me back down and lifted up his three-fingered hand. Out of the palm of his hand radiated a red light. The smaller creature was somehow making the humming noise, and within a few seconds I lost consciousness.
The next morning, I woke up in my bedroom upstairs. I frantically searched my entire body but saw nothing, but I wasn’t convinced by that cursory search, and sure enough, my suspicions were correct. I went to the bathroom and looked at the mirror. Staring back at me was a somewhat unfamiliar face. My right eye was now green instead of blue, and the skin tone around it was darker. Even my eyebrow was more pointed. Encircling a wide area of the eye was a ring of stitches. I fell to the floor, exasperated by what I had seen, and what I had become. It was time to visit Mr. Frankenstein.
I didn’t try to hide my eye. I can easily explain it away as corrective surgery, the first of its kind, if anyone was so bold, or rude, to ask. I found him at the corner as expected. He didn’t gloat or say ‘I told you so.’ He was sympathetic.
“I’m sorry man. Come on. Let me take you to your new home.”
“There’s no way to fight them… or stop them?”
“Maybe in time, but all we know how to do right now is hide and keep them from tracking us.”
“How do you keep them from tracking us?” I asked.
“You’re not going to like it, but we got to dig a tracking device from in between your lower ribs.”
I wasn’t too thrilled about that but then again, I’d rather go through a little suffering on the front end to avoid any more experimental alien body part swapping.
We walked down the main highway to a backroad where there was an old, abandoned warehouse. He gave a coded knock to let them know that it was a friend and then turned to me.
“By the way, what’s your name?”
“Robert, but you can call me Rob.”
“I’m Frank, as in Frankenstein.”
I laughed and explained to him that I had already begun calling him Mr. Frankenstein. I felt a little weird admitting that, so I apologized.
“No need to apologize. I like the name. I honestly don’t know my real name. I just picked that one.”
The door opened and there was a hooded man with his face hidden.
“Welcome home Frank. Got a new one huh?”
“Yep, sure do Phil. Let’s make him feel at home.”
We walked through the door into a small homemade foyer. Some drywall had been thrown up and fortified with wooden pallets and barbed wire. There was yet another door. It was a thick steel door with a peephole. Phil gave another coded knock. A woman armed with a gun slung over her shoulders opened the door. Her face was riddled with scars and one of her eyes were bulging. She had the same mismatched facial features that Frank had.
“Welcome to the Isle of Misfit Toys,” announced Frank.
It was a big open space with many cots strewn about all four walls. As we walked around and toured my new home, Frank introduced me to everyone. It was all the same. The scars and parts were different, but the procedure was recognizable. There were even children, little misshapen research subjects imprisoned in a world devoid of holidays and birthday parties, or at least in the normal sense. This world tries to operate as normal, but in the end, it's difficult to be normal when you’re hidden and locked away in a warehouse. We’re all victims traumatized by our encounters with ghastly reminders etched on our bodies and faces. Our minds are no less effected. There’s a big handwritten sign hanging over the entrance door. It reads: No Red Lights.

Not all change is bad, but not all change is advantageous either, especially when it involves disfigurations and body part swapping. ‘What doesn’t kill you, only makes you stronger.’ I tend to disagree in certain circumstances. I doubt surviving a train wreck makes you stronger. At this point in my life, I feel as weak as I have ever been. I feel odd and peculiar, a stranger to my own body, a monster to my soul.
Several months ago, as I was lying in bed a wave of red light poured in through my window, accompanied by a hypnotic vibrating purr, that put me in a deep sleep. When I woke up my left hand felt swollen. At first, I thought nothing of it but as I went through my morning routine, things felt different. My grasp wasn’t as strong, but it wasn’t just that, it felt as if I had a different tactile sensation altogether. I finally became conscious of the extent of the difference when I went to brush my teeth.
I grabbed the toothbrush with my right hand and the tube of toothpaste with my left hand. As I tried to line the nozzle to the toothbrush, I noticed that my left hand was slightly bigger than my right hand, and had a darker skin tone. The contrast was striking. I have a very fair skin complexion. My mom always said that I was ‘Irish’ white, that she would lose sight of me walking to the mailbox through a snowstorm.
I dropped the dental toiletries in the sink. I held my hands up in front of my face. I never chewed my nails, but on my left hand, the nails were almost chewed down to the cuticle. I turned my hands over and they were as different as night and day. The left was calloused from hard work and dedicated labor, the other was the pampered hands of a college student. Around the wrist of my new left hand was a bracelet of thick dark stitches, hardly signifying friendship or wealth.
I had to call the police, but when I got my phone, there was a text message:
Don’t go to the police, or we’ll remove your head. No more procedures needed.
I wasn’t too sure what to do at that point. Whoever did this was able to in one night, knock me out, surgically remove my hand and replace with someone else’s hand. If they were able to do that, then I was certain they would be able to get in and do much worse.
Luckily, I was in between semester, no classes to attend, nothing as of yet to explain. Even though it was hot as hell and it was in the middle of Summer, I put on a long sleeve shirt and a pair of gloves. My left glove barely fit, and the phrase ‘If it don’t fit, you must acquit’ popped in my head. I frequented the food truck parked in the convenient store parking lot near my apartment building at least three times a week. They have the best burrito I have ever eaten, bursting with meat and spices, not any of those lean stingy burritos you get at traditional restaurants. But lately, there has been this strange street person hanging out at the corner. He showed up around a month before my ordeal. He was not begging for money but preaching about an invasion. He was always dressed as if it was forty below zero.
Instead of walking along the sidewalk, I decided to climb down the hill from my apartment that led directly to the back of the convenient store. From my deck, I could watch the customers go in and out of the store. The apartment building sat on a high hill overlooking the street below. I could see that the homeless man wasn’t at his usual corner, but I didn’t want to take any chance.
I got down the hill and hopped down from the retaining wall, when all of the sudden he jumped out from behind the dumpster, dressed in a long trench coat, gloves, a ski mask, and a scarf wrapped around his neck.
“They got ya son. They’ve tagged you. I saw the red light. I’ve been tracking them for a while. You ain’t getting away and they ain’t stopping. You need to come with me.”
“Mister, I don’t have any money I can give you.”
“I don’t want your damn money son. I’m here to save your life."
I tried to walk past him, but he blocked my path and pushed me back. As he did so he started unwrapping his scarf and pulling off his ski mask. I resumed my attempt to get to my favorite burrito, but he blocked me again. I was looking down, not paying attention, so I didn’t notice that he was completely unmasked with his trench coat and shirt laying on the ground.
“Look here!”
I looked up to see the most grotesque, confusing human being I had ever perceived. He was a patchwork of different races, different skin tones, and stitched up scars running throughout his body and face like a map of a river and its many tributaries. His nose was completely foreign to his face and both eyes were awkwardly strung together from two different individuals. Worst of all, there was a large scar around his neck, indicating that this head had been removed and reattached.
“They told you that they were done, right?” I nodded my head in agreement. “Well, I’m proof that they are a bunch of damn liars. I hate to tell you this, but your life is over as you know it. You can come with me and stay intact or refuse my help and become what I am today.”
I should have taken his advice, but I wasn’t in a state to comprehend the reality of my situation. I was still unsure of what I had seen this morning. I was trying to convince myself that I had just slept on my hand or had a bad dream and slammed it against the wall. It was just swollen, not someone else’s hand.
“I’m fine man. I just want a burrito. Leave me alone, please.”
“Alright. I’ll still be here when you are ready. There’s a place we like to call the Island of Misfit Toys. You know from Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer. You’ll be safe there. I promise you, its not going away.”
I started to walk away, determined to ignore him, but then he said something that caught my attention.
“I bet you are O negative blood type. All us misfit toys are O negative. Universal donor baby. Now how did I know that? You still want to turn a blind eye.”
He was correct, but I persisted in my stubbornness and walked away. That day the burrito just didn’t taste as well as it normally did. Was there a new cook? I didn’t notice. Or worse, had they already replaced my tongue with someone else’s, whoever they were?
There weren’t any other occurrences for the next month. I made sure to sleep in the living room on the couch with the television on. Still, Mr. Frankenstein stood on the corner, waiting for me. I didn’t visit the food truck that entire month, didn’t have the usual craving and sure as hell didn’t want to have another confrontation.
The next month was my wake-up call. I was dozing off when the television shut off by itself. I heard that familiar hum and saw the red light moving through the front window. I put my fingers in my ears, closed my eyes and stumbled to the bathroom. I started singing to myself, hoping to drown out the noise and stay conscious. I opened my eyes for a second and saw that the red light was moving under the door, and bending upwards towards my face. I shut my eyes again.
The bathroom door slammed open. I closed my eyes tighter, so much so that I saw twinkling stars and sparks. I felt two hands grasp me by the shoulders and lift me up in the air. I opened my eyes. There standing before me was tall hairless grey being in a long black cloak. The creature had no eyes, small narrow nostrils, but a large gaping mouth, affixed open as if the creature was unable to close it. On his shoulder was a smaller green creature with a bulbous head and large eyes. It was not clothed and would ever so often lay its forehead against the side of the larger creature’s neck. It seemed to be a symbiotic relationship.
The larger creature lifted up his three-fingered hand. Out of the palm of his hand radiated a red light. The smaller creature was somehow making the humming noise, and within a few seconds I lost consciousness.
The next morning, I woke up in my bedroom upstairs. I frantically searched my entire body but saw nothing, but I wasn’t convinced by that cursory search, and sure enough, my suspicions were correct. Staring back at me was a somewhat unfamiliar face. My right eye was now green instead of blue, and the skin tone around it was darker. Even my eyebrow was more pointed. Encircling a wide area of the eye was a ring of stitches. I fell to the floor, exasperated by what I had seen, and what I had become. It was time to visit Mr. Frankenstein.
I didn’t try to hide my eye. I can easily explain it away as corrective surgery, the first of its kind, if anyone was so bold, or rude, to ask. I found him at the corner as expected. He didn’t gloat or say ‘I told you so.’ He was sympathetic.
“I’m sorry man. Come on. Let me take you to your new home.”
“There’s no way to fight them… or stop them?”
“Maybe in time, but all we know how to do right now is hide and keep them from tracking us.”
“How do you keep them from tracking us?” I asked.
“You’re not going to like it, but we got to dig a tracking device from in between you lower ribcage.”
I wasn’t too thrilled about that but then again, I’d rather go through a little suffering on the front end to avoid any more experimental alien body part swapping.
We walked down the main highway to a backroad where there was an old, abandoned warehouse. He gave a coded knock to let him know that it was a friend and then turned to me.
“By the way, what’s your name?”
“Robert, but you can call me Rob.”
“I’m Frank, as in Frankenstein.”
I laughed and explained to him that I had already begun calling him Mr. Frankenstein. I felt a little weird admitting that, so I apologized.
“No need to apologize. I like the name. I honestly don’t know my real name. I just picked that one.”
The door opened and there was a hooded man with his face hidden.
“Welcome home Frank. Got a new one huh?”
“Yep, sure do Phil. Let’s make him feel at home.”
We walked through the door into a small homemade foyer. Some drywall had been thrown up and fortified with wooden pallets and barbed wire. There was yet another door. It was a thick steel door with a peephole. Phil gave another coded knock. A woman armed with a gun slung over her shoulders opened the door. Her face was riddled with scars and one of her eyes were bulging. She had the same mismatched facial features that Frank had.
“Welcome to the Isle of Misfit Toys,” announced Frank.
It was a big open space with many cots strewn about all four walls. As we walked around and toured my new home, Frank introduced me to everyone. It was all the same. The scars and parts were different, but the procedure was recognizable. There were even children, little misshapen research subjects imprisoned in a world devoid of holidays and birthday parties, or at least in the normal sense. This world tries to operate as normal, but in the end, its difficult to be normal when you’re hidden and locked away in a warehouse. We’re all victims traumatized by our encounters with ghastly reminders etched on our bodies and faces. Our minds are no less effected. There’s a big handwritten sign hanging over the entrance door. It reads: No Red Lights.

Hope everyone had a great holiday weekend!
I actually wrote up a post right after the 4th palace. Then I played a bit and they dropped so much more info that I had to toss it. Tomorrow is the trip to Hawaii so I thought this was a good point to stop and make another round of predictions.
The 4th palace is my favorite so far. There was so much symbolism to look into and I really liked the whole cursed gem bit. The end boss was a little annoying.
Things are really picking up pace. I had so many questions that were answered like 20 min later. They're really starting reveal some important details.
This is what I have as of now. In addition to my way off predictions there are also a few bits of info I'm that I'm not sure how they fit yet and some general impressions. I tried to keep it short (I failed).
Please no spoilers for any of the Persona games. This is my first and I plan on picking up 3/4.
After Palace 1 predictions : https://www.reddit.com/Persona5/comments/13odesi/first_time_playing_going_in_blind_my_horribly/
After Palace 2 prediction : https://www.reddit.com/Persona5/comments/13q3q9j/first_time_playing_going_in_blind_just_beat_the/
After Palace 3 predictions: https://www.reddit.com/Persona5/comments/13sl0vp/first_time_playing_going_in_blind_just_beat_the/
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Futaba/Alibaba and somehow Morgana

• The squid girl from the movie finally gets a name.
• Futaba's mom is the curry lady (Wakaba)!
• the phone call Sojiro had about a printer not being the right one makes soooo much sense now. I knew he was taking care of someone but I thought it was an old lady. Honestly thought there were going for a cheap laugh were she kept on printing out pictures of snowball or something.
• translated some of the binary on the walls of her palace into ASCII looking for a secret message but they were just the same odd symbols that were on the doors and such.

---tinfoil hat time---

• Futaba picked Alibaba as her hacker alias. before we get to see the whole Egypt / pyramid theme of her palace it seemed like a really odd choice.
• It could be just a cool name that the writers picked but "Chekhov's gun" states that every element introduced in a story should be necessary to the plot. If the gun isn't going to be fired then the audience doesn't need to see it being loaded - or something like that.
• It got me thinking and for sure I remembered the name Alibaba but had forgotten the details of the story. I did a quick search and was able to find the story pretty easily.
• Short version : Alibaba was a dude who stole a bunch of riches from some thieves. Alibaba is living the good life when the thieves track him down and make plans to kill him. The plans are stopped by Alibaba's slave who kills the thieves.
• Alibaba's slave was named .... wait for it .... Morgiana! Mind effing blown! That's way too similar to Morgana not to be important.
• Morgiana was female. Early in the game Ann ask Morgana if it's a boy or a girl. It says of course it's a boy, but it also says that it is human.Morgana might be the Male version of Morgiana but this throws it's gender into question too. It's not like anyone had checked between it's legs as far as I can tell. (also where does it do it's business I haven't seen a litter box).
• Add to this the "birth" flashback that Morgana had
• Morgana is an unwilling servant (aka a slave) to the big bad which is trapped in the deepest part of mementos
• The big bad was able to squeeze through the crack in his prison just enough to deposit a small amount of it's power in the metaverse this power took the form of Morgana.
• The Morgana in the dream had yellow eyes. still going with yellow eyes = metaverse native.
• He was programmed to want to find the deepest part of Mementos at all cost so he could free the big bad.
• His attraction to human desires was not intentional. He got sidetracked from his mission and got caught by Kamoshida.
• Meeting joker was a stroke of luck.
• He keeps telling us that he's using us for his own goals and that he just needs pawns.
• We're made to think that this is just a defensive move to avoid talking about his real feelings but I see a perfect opportunity for a "I told you I was just using you all" scene after the big bad flips some switch later on.
• Most of Morgana's battle functions are getting replaced by other members. Makoto and Futba are both doing the combat calls now. Morgana will leave the party soon.
• Something will happen to Morgana that will flip his switch while the PT are in Hawaii
• Morgiana killed the thieves.... The big bad will take control of Morgana at one point and we will have to fight shadow Morgana or something to get the cat back.
• Was almost thinking Morgana could be the one who betrays us but no one can understand him and even Akechi would have trouble selling the whole "my informant is a cat" thing to Sae.

Kasumi

• A big problem with Kasumi is we know shes going to be a badass by the time the casino heist comes around but right now she's the complete opposite of the person who saves Joker. This isn't like Makoto who is a bad ass and was just holding back. Kasumi is 100% a wet noodle right now.
• Add to that the my weak self relied on you so much line and there is little doubt she has a split personality disorder of some sort.
• They also dropped a major clue for Kasumi after the 3rd palace. She had a sister who died.
• My fist thought was she never had a sister and just had two distinct personalities that were separate but equal to each other. Each would take control at different points and her mind created a fake sister to explain any inconsistencies with her memories. At some point one of her personalities (the sister) was repressed.
• The problem with this is her interactions with joker she doesn't seem like a totally different person just more sure of herself. like her week self is the Kasumi we know now and her complete self is the one we fight with.
• She could have really had a sister and the trauma of the loss sent her into a downward spiral of depression. So *someone* did something to her to repress the negative emotions.
• Her gymnastic slump is important. what ever was done to her was the cause of her slump. Shes missing something of herself which is why she says that her body doesn't move the way she wants it to.
• Current theory is some part of her is locked away. It's not separate, but a piece of the whole person that we fight along side with at the casino. At some point between now and then her two halves will join.
• This brings up the question of what's up with her dad? Unless your some sort bad person wouldn't you notice such a drastic change in your kid?
• Either dad works for the government and was ok experimenting on Kasumi or he somehow thinks whatever was done to her was for the best . Like her current state is better than what was before so this is the cure.
• explains why she transferred schools. He dad claims to work at a TV station (could be a cover). It's not like he would have to move for a new job. If she had a major personality change then her old classmates and teachers would notice. this would cause Kasumi to question her reality which could cause it to fail. moving to a new school removes this issue.
• This would have to go above standard therapy. Either hypnosis or cognitive psience.
• something is going to happen to her dad. we got the glasses shopping scene to show us how close they are. This will be her motivation for going into the metaverse.
• when her persona awakens the mental barrier will be taken down.
• She only has a 5 star confidant rank. It's not like Maruki who still has his card symbol but won't advance till the story does.
• The other 5 starts will be with her "other" personality. After whatever was done to her is undone she's going to be a mess and will turn to Joker.
• something will happen to her while we are in Hawaii. Only reason for her to let us know she was leaving the country of a bit. she might not actually be leaving the country and just be having more mental work done on her.

Maruki

• He want's to legit help people.
• Thinks that traditional therapy is not effective enough. Want to develop a medicine or medical procedure to actually fix people's negative emotions.
• with the introduction of cognative psience we now know the method that he's going to use to attempt this. (could be he already did a test run or two).
• Although his intentions are good things are going to wrong very very wrong.
• After the 2nd exams he talks to joker about not meeting peoples expectations. This comes right after some girls were gossiping about Kasumi in the halls.
• Total misdirection. Since the phantom thieves are making all sorts of waves, the Agency is putting pressure on him to complete his research. This will lead to mistakes being made.
• Eventually his logic will change to "It's better to feel nothing than to feel pain" - this will be his I still think I'm a good guy logic.
• Unless he is also a persona user then were going to visit his palace.
• The first time Joker goes to see Maruki he runs into Kasumi and she tells Joker that she has been seeing Maruki for some time.
• Add to that the line Sae's Boss says on 6/23 "This incident happened at the school you're supposed to be presiding over..." and we have a clear connection from Sae's Boss to the principle at Joker's school.
• He also seemed to be bothered that the Kamoshisa change of heart happened at Shujin like he was aware that something special was going on there.
• This set off all the alarms. The new girl who happens to be a badass persona user transfers to the school and a month later her doctor gets assigned to the very same school. He was hired by the principal who just happens to work for Sae's boss. Sae's boss knows of the metaverse and so does Maruki.
• Maruki was assigned to Kasumi's school to keep tabs on her and make sure whatever he did to her stuck. The Kamoshida incident was just the excuse they needed to bring him in.
• He either developed cognitive psience on his own or was giving Wakaba's research by the Agency.

Akechi

• he has to be the one who betrays the group.
• Keeps putting idea's in Sae's head
• At some point Sae will catch on that Akechi is messing with her.
• working with Shido but not for him. Has his own goals or works for the big bad.
• says he has to catch the PT "for the sake of my justice" combine that with the arcade scene where he ask joker what kind of justice he believes in and Akechi is def bad. He's not after "justice" but "my justice" which sounds a lot like revenge. Has something to do with his father. If the PT crew keep operating they're going to ruin his chance for revenge.
• He will frame the PT by sending a fake calling card and then killing that persons shadow.

Twins / Butterfly Lady

• The number of new confidants that unlock after the 3rd palace was a bit overwhelming but It did give me plenty of chances to watch the new confidant unlock scenes. It got me thinking about what it actually says. Just picked the fortune confidant for this but any would have worked.
• I am thou, thou art I - we are one and the same
• thou hast acquired a new vow. - you just unlocked a new confidant. to quote Jose "Good Job!"
• It shall become the wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity. - butterflies have wings also still talking about Joker "thy chains of captivity". We are like a caterpillar and when we obtain out true power we will become a butterfly (not literally). the chains could be a the cocoon that the butterfly breaks out of.
• With the birth of the Fortune Persona I have obtained the winds of blessing that - creatures with wings (like a butterfly) ride the wind. Is now referring to herself in this line "I have obtained..."
• shall lead to freedom and new power..." - It's over 9000!
• The butterfly lady is our persona or at the very least out power levels are connected.
• Part of the butterfly lady's power is sealed in joker. Was not intentional but will be the key to rejoining the twins.
• When there is a fusion alarm the twins do this adorable back stretch where one kicks her legs. They then do this weird like side stretch that looks like the fusion dance from Dragon Ball Z.

Igor

• Not working for the thing that made Morgana.
• Morgana had no knowledge of the skill cards and his mind exploded when joker captured the pixie.
• Even though he's not bad he's still not good.
• Has some cosmic role to fill. His job is to prepare for the final battle. He doesn't care who wins just as long as the fight occurs.
• Gave Akechi the metaverse nav but Akechi betrayed him and went rogue which is why he went looking for a new recruit. He took on the twins after so the same mistakes wouldn't be make with joker.
• Says joker will fight someone with powers very similar to his (jokers) own. Akechi has the wildcard too?

Sojiro

• For the record Joker defended him and never once thought he was abusing Futaba.
• Met Wakaba when he worked for the government.
• Feels guilty that he didn't do anything when she said she was going to die. Was he in a position to do so? What did he do for the government?
• After Wakaba was killed he suspected his own government were behind it and left in disgust.
• Sojiro is just awesome. He would take a bullet for any of Joker's friends and die happy knowing he saved someones life.
• He will be the getaway driver after the PT crew breaks joker out. He's the only person we know with a car.

Sae's Boss / Shido

• They refer to it as the metaverse and not the cognitive world. could be the writers just didn't want to add a new term without context or they gained their knowledge of the metaverse from an "other worldly" being.

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Limo Girl.

• Is in the opening movie both the heist scene and the smash the city part. Will be joining up.
• Ran in to her in the hall at the star of the game she was labeled as a senior
• Riding in a limo. daddy is loaded.
• At the park cleanup she asked Mishima for the bottle cap so they can be used for medicine. She is seen watering flowers at the school also. What we should take away from this is she's a really good person. We need to know see that she's super duper good because her dad is bad like really bad.
• daddy's money is dirty money and she knows it or at least suspects.
• We will change daddy's heart and make him admit his evil ways.
• Her dad is the Shido.
• We don't know when she's going to join up or if the casino heist is her first. Stealing her dad's heart will prob be her first mission so the fact that shes on the comm at the start of the game isn't too much of a problem with her dad being Shido.

Opening Casino Heist

• on 7/29 Morgana says "But it's true that an observant criminal could have a true to reality city in their Palace."
• The opening casino heist wasn't in the real world but was Shido's palace. His palace just included a 1:1 of the city in it. He also says in the scene at the start of the game where joker has a flashback that he owns the cops. Would make sense that the shadows in his cognition would take the form of the police and security guards. The 2nd palace had two types of shadows (male and female) and the 3rd/4th had people/dogs. Multiple types of shadows is not unheard of
• Also looks like we did manage to steal his treasure but not sure if they were able to get it out.
• We don't actually see joker get taken in by the cops. It's possible that the traitor grabbed us after the shadow cops took us down and turned us in to the real world cops. Doesn't mean the world's can't be merging but my reasoning for it is off.
• One thing that bothers me is when they ask if everyone remembers where they have to meet up. Why was joker separate from the rest of the PT? The PT all leave the metaverse together so far. Could just mean where they're going to meet up near the exit (if there is an exit with the palace being the whole city). Hoping for more clues to clarify this.

Mashima

• not going to betray us. he almost fell to the dark side and I haven't seen the conclusion of his story but seems like he's not going to an issue.

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Best Girl current rankings - Nothing is set yet no decisions have been made just the current rankings.

• Makoto - the scene where the lights go out and she grabs jokers leg just made her more endearing. Her driving skills saved the crew after Palace 4. Could beat Kamoshisa in 1v1 volley ball.
• Futba - who doesn't like a quirky redhead. Her being Boss's adopted daughter could be a good thing as he seems to like Joker at this point in the story so he wouldn't have to give him the whole "let me show you my gun collection" talk. Although I'm thinking shes more like the quirky best friend type then best girl material (so sorry Fatuba Fans plesedonthateme)
• Dr.Death - shes a doctor who really cares about her work. Cares more about helping the little girl then getting the credit for it. She basicly broke down when she thought the girl was dead. Also SP Adhesives are amazing.
• Kasami - 100% little sister vibe while Futaba has potential to move up in rank Kasami is stuck in the sister zone. Who knows maybe her "sister" is more interesting.
• Fortune teller- Still a nice person despite the way she was treated. A but gullible though. I could see her sending all of Joker's savings to a Nigerian prince.
• Chess Girl (I know it's not chess) - mid tier maybe she well get more interesting.
• Ann - Not even in the running really because She's going to end up with Ryuji. If Ryuji wasn't around I would say shes not the bightest bulb in the pack. shes not dumb and seems to at least have passed her exams but we have honor student Makoto and super genius Futaba to compare her to. She is empathetic and has a high emotional intelligence. No way shes going to make it as an Actress with her (lack of) skills I cringe every time she tries. She would make a great councilor though with how she relates to people and to seems to be able to get along with everyone. She could also make it in professional sports with how high she was able to throw Mona after the 4th palace.
• Kawakami - Yes she's ranked lower than someone who is not even in the running. First off she lied about her sister WTF! She just seems like a mess. Her clothes don't fit and her hair is never brushed. She is stuck in "the help" tier. Keep her around for laundry and coffee.

Best Bro current rankings.

• Ryuji - dude is our bro 100% He's the bad influence with a heart of gold and will stick with Joker to the end. He's the Ron Weasley to Joker's Harry Potter. He would be the most fun to go drinking with.
• Yusuke - you will only ever be his 2nd best friend. His true loyalty lies with art. If Joker was hanging off the side of a cliff and Yusuke had to make the decision to save Joker or paint the perfect sunset it would be a real nail biter to see what he decides.
• Mishima- Once he gets over himself he's going to be fine. He's like a more wimpy less fun Ryuji.
• Akechi - he's too full of himself. He always like "ugh I'm just sooooo popular I can't do the little people things like you do" Hanging out with him you would only ever be "Akechi's friend". His sweater vest is dumb.

Best Kitty current rankings.

• Snowball - he didn't deserve to go out like that.
• Morgana - is a spy and slave of the big bad. Also needs stop hitting on Ryuji's girl.