yes so true! This gets WAY too little coverage!

In His New Life on the High Island The High Island → Part 14

In His New Life on the High Island: He had risen early and found the bunker deserted. Maps pinned to the walls that depicted the island’s seabed, a branching cave system deep into the island’s inner core.
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It Had been a Few Weeks After the Attack of the Intruders The High Island → Part 13

It Had been a Few Weeks After the Attack of the Intruders. He visited the market and found it more splendid then ever. Only the pickpockets, robbers and cripple beggars were suspicious of the new visitors.
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a PR move for Bolsonaro, financed by private investors and suspected misappropriated public funds

We Europeans buy the weapons for Ukraine from you, you don't even pay for them in the US

zucker should have talked to 1 person before buillding it

exactly.

I agree, you little bot, been through a lot

fact of history

that. I see it. you see what is there.

This is it. This is the image incapsulating our situation!!! Reality is a strange beast.

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quiet a TRUMP MAGA story..

Danke dass ihr da seid und so etwas macht!

And after this SA thugs have done their job it might be replaced by some kind of SS - doing the killing more professionally and en masse. It has to be stopped now, save yourself.

Indeed that is what we see... In Germany we call them "Trump's SA" .. that's what has become of the US. We are disgusted and sad.

I saw them in a show, they were great 😅

Chokebore! They break you..

I was shocked when you announced this on the show! How can I live without? Its my weekly dose, for more then TWENTY YEARS! I love you and I don't want all this to happen.. right after the BBC made it so hard to listen to "world service" outside UK - why loose this UK soft power?

Once She Touched His Arm With Her Silver Finger The High Island → Part 12

Once She Touched His Arm With Her Silver Finger. As they patrolled among the trees the agarwood merchant remembered every detail. His heart beat faster and at the place where her hand had rested casually... #Writers #Novel #writerscommunity #naturewriting medium.com/@anatmtoumba...

Exploring the Forests Above the Plateau With a Silver Finger on Her Left Hand The High Island → Part 11

Exploring the Forests Above the Plateau With a Silver Finger on Her Left Hand. anatmtoumba.medium.com/exploring-th... #Writers #Novel #writerscommunity #naturewriting

The Agarwood Merchant Appreciated a Well-Tended Garden The High Island → Part 10

The Agarwood Merchant Appreciated a Well-Tended Garden. He had ample opportunity because, after the great bee collapse, his friend and business partner Karun had come up with an idea anatmtoumba.medium.com/the-agarwood... #Writers #Novel #writerscommunity #naturewriting

Sparse Light Through Open Bunker Door. The sun was almost down when the agarwood merchant awoke. Lonely and blue lay the forest, dark the mountains. Perhaps the women had been a sensory delusion brought on by his exhaustion. medium.com/@anatmtoumba... #Writers #Novel #writerscommunity #naturewriting

He Climbed Higher Through Dense Vegetation - That continued until he stepped out of the trees, the stairs ended at a rusted gate. It was closed. But neither to the right nor to the left of this gate was a fence. anatmtoumba.medium.com/he-climbed-h... #Writers #Novel #writerscommunity #naturewriting

New Clouds had Piled Up on The Horizon. It was in the clouds that the agarwood merchant now believed he made out an island. It was jagged. Like a shadow bird, it ducked into a nest of clouds. medium.com/@anatmtoumba... #WritingCommunity #Writers #Novel #writerscommunity #naturewriting

Morning, After the Attack on the Port: When the agarwood merchant went to check on his stock, his warehouse and his store were untouched. But all that was left of the proud market was smoking rubble... medium.com/@anatmtoumba...
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On an atoll, between barbed wire fences -- the agarwood merchant had been a child when he first saw intruders. He was sitting on the beach with Kria and one of her friends. A ship became visible. medium.com/@anatmtoumba...
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One Morning, at the Docks: The agarwood merchant found the streets particularly busy. People were buying everything from the numerous ships arriving as a wanderer made his way through the crowd. anatmtoumba.medium.com/one-morning-... #WritingCommunity #Writers #Novel #writerscommunity #naturewriting

The agarwood merchant had sold his possessions in the great city. Not because he had fared badly. He liked the trips where he bought up what was good enough and cut the best himself on secret beaches. medium.com/@anatmtoumba... #WritingCommunity #Writers #Novel #writerscommunity #naturewriting

Contented To Be Alive After the Storm: He let himself sink down, the current pulling his boat in broad waves. Briefly, he closed his eyes and saw silver flashes as his shoulders jerked from all the clinging. medium.com/p/9ef3194a00a5
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I am aware of that. But was it fulfilled in the same way?