#Pound

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Pound Sterling (GBP)

- Harga Pound Sterling (GBP), atau  , adalah mata resmi dan salah satu yang paling tua dan berpengaruh di dunia. Pada tahun 2025, nilai terus dipantau oleh , , dan karena dampaknya pada , perdagangan internasional, dan ekonomi global. Baca: Grafik Harga Dolar As (USD)

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2025-06-23

He drew a deep breath, "Okay so you know about Emma?"
"She's the nurse?"
He rolled his eyes, "No that's Fern. Emma's the gal who exchanges favors if you know what I mean."
There were distracted noises, "Okay, I'm listening" so Nick took it on faith.
"Emma texted me she has a guy who wants to pay to watch her get taken to #Pound Town and she thought of me."
"What? Can you hear me?"
He exercised uncharacteristic patience for this was someone he considered to be his best friend. 2/x
#wss366

NaraMoore ⛩️👻八尺様👻⛩️ at FediNaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-06-23

#wss366 06/23 #Pound
#FanFiction #TheApothecaryDiaries

*** The Amorous Dr. Tianyu ***
(Anime/Manga Spoilers)

Maomao woke to the sound of fists pounding on the supply room door. Someone was trying to open it, but the shelf Mao had knocked over lay piled against it, foiling their efforts.

Her vision swam. A length of wood in front of her twisted like a snake. When she sat up, her brain seemed to slosh back and forth. Her head pounded. “dum, dun, dum,” a slow drumbeat matching her pulse. It seemed a little slow, she noted. She hadn’t done it consciously; years of apothecary work had trained her body to react on its own.

The racket outside the door continued, and she made out Tianyu’s voice. “Woo… woo… wuuu… wwas.” Nonsensical words that made her want to giggle.

Clean, white bandages gleamed on a shelf. “Ah, yes. I put them there.” Unconsciously, she spoke out loud. It was hard enough putting the words together without making further observations. Teetering, she rose to her feet.

Next, her eye fastened on a spilled jar of “Man Tuo Luo.” The crockery lay in jagged pieces amid the green powder, a child’s jigsaw puzzle. Mao noted how she wanted to get down and put the puzzle together, and the metaphor. This must be the effects of the drug normally used for surgery.

She wished Tianyu would be quiet. His voice made it hard for her foggy mind to think.

“Whaat aaare youuuu doinggg ing ing ing? Oppennn upppp.”

Such a waste of medicine and dangerous to have it spilled like this. She bent to scoop up the drug but thought better of it. Her mind was clearing. Instead of risking stirring up the green powder, she wrapped the bandage around her mouth. It was instinct more than logic; her thoughts remained muddy and slow.

Next, she dragged the fallen shelf away from the door.

Thinking clearer now she remembered the shelf toppling just after she had opened the cabinet of restricted substances. Her hand had been on the jar of Man Tou Luo. “I’ve always wanted to try it,” she said as she finished moving the debris.

Tianyu burst through the door. “Mao, what in the world... Woah...” He tripped, crashing straight into Mao. His hand tore away the bandage as they tumbled to the floor in a billowing cloud of Man Tou Luo’s sleep-inducing powder.

Later, Dr. Li found them sleeping, arms tangled, on the floor. His first thought: surely Mao had taken precautions against pregnancy. Undoubtedly she had, and he nodded to himself. It was Mao, after all.

His second thought was that there would be trouble if Jinshi heard about this. He wouldn’t want to be the young, amorous doctor.

#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #薬屋のひとりごと @yon @bytebro #LightNovel #Manga #Fantasy

Jinshi has his arm around Mao's neck.
Cover of vol. 8
NaraMoore ⛩️👻八尺様👻⛩️ at FediNaraMoore@sakurajima.moe
2025-06-23

#wss366 6/23 #TimeTravelAuthors Alternate History aspects [Note 1]
#FanFiction #TearmoonEmpire

**** The Norns ****
*** Chapter 4: The Book of Fate ***

“Mmm...” Mai murmured, savoring the rabbit stew the Norns had offered. “So warm, so rich. The wild sage is a pleasant touch,” she enthused over the stew, not noticing the three women hadn’t gotten a bowl for themselves.

The mushrooms were bitter, but they had soaked up the broth and were palatable. Spoonful after spoonful of stew daintily entered Mai’s mouth. “Mum, so yummy,” Mai said around one of those spoonfuls.

Pieces of rabbit and mushroom swam around the bowl, inviting her to dig in. Her spoon took a longggg dive toward the food. It was such an odd spoon. The handle must have been a foot longggg with a ssmiling face.

“Better to reach the fooood,” Mai thought. “Why are you dddoddggging,” Mai thought as the pieces swam away from her sssspoooon. “At last,” she thought, only to have a piece of rabbitttt jjjjump offff her spppooooon.

She looked up at the women to see if they had noticed. Their faces shifted in the firelight. Wwwaving like llllillies in a field. Swwweeeet lllilliees, blessessed by the sunnn.

“Ddddoes itttt ttttast gooood,” Ver… The mature one said? The voice came from very far away.

“I woveeee the Mushhhhrrrrrooom threaaad innto your weeeave… your weeeave… weeeave… eve.”

Like the #pound of surf in a tide worn cave.

Mai didn’t feel good. Her stomach twisted into a knot. Rabbits danced in big, heaping jumps. Mushrooms danced in her head.

The three mushrooooommmm ladies in gray hoooooddddds, smiled. Their lips twisted like the knots in her stomachhhhh…

“Lady Mai. My lady,” it was Anne’s voice issuing from the forest.

“Anneeeee, Anne,” she cried back. “Come, try the steeewww.”

“My lady, Belle is here to see you.” Anne’s voice held a touch of command and cut through Mai’s visions.

Mai opened her eyes. In her lap was the book of fate. She had been reading it because she couldn’t go out for a ride today. The page was open to show a picture of mushrooms with white freckles on their red caps dancing in a circle.

Mai was glad she had read the book. She had learned one important lesson. Never trust women in gray hoods, even if they make the tastiest rabbit stew.

She closed the book and moved on to plan her day. One of her first tasks would be asking the cook if they had any of those red mushrooms.

<Part4 of 4 - #Serial Conclution>

[Note 1] For this one, yes. As a result of reading the book, Mai will avoid eating that batch of poisonous mushrooms. The Norns also referred to several other time-altering events, not that I wrote those.–For my silly ones, not so far.

#microfiction #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMTTA
#Anime #Manga #LightNovel #Fantasy #Mushrooms #psychedelic
#ティアムーン帝国 #JNovelClub

Woman in afancy blue dress in front. A woman in a lavender dress in back. Woman in front has a wand of some kind.
Cover of the vol. 4 of the light novel.
Steven D. Brewer 🏳️‍⚧️stevendbrewer@wandering.shop
2025-06-23

Roughneck reacted first, but in moments, everyone could feel the earth #pound as the cavalry began to charge across the field.
"Take cover," Curtains said.
"Cover!" Roughneck bellowed.
The squad sprang over the low stone wall of the ruins they were defending and lay flat as the cavalry approached over the broken ground.
Curtains had selected a spot where he could peer through a crack as the horsemen approached. He waited.
"Now!" he yelled. (1/2) #wss366

Wandering Shop Storieswss366@wandering.shop
2025-06-23

Today's Wandering Shop Stories #prompt is #pound. Feel like writing something short and sweet that has the word "pound" in it? Check out the definitions of the word at: merriam-webster.com/dictionary Join in and tag it with #wss366! #writing #WritingLife #microfiction h/t @tobadzistsini

Don Trueten :antifa:thomas@mastodon.trueten.de
2025-06-01

Remember Walt Whitman

Heute in der Geschichte der Arbeiterbewegung - 31. Mai 1819: Der Dichter Walt Whitman wurde geboren. Whitman brachte 1855 seinen ersten und berühmtesten Gedichtband, Leaves of Grass, auf eigene Kosten raus. Er wurde wegen seiner Sinnlichkeit als obszön kritisiert. Während des Bürgerkriegs meldete er sich freiwillig in #Krankenhäusern, um Verwundete zu pflegen. Viele glauben aufgrund seiner Schriften, dass Whitman schwul oder bisexuell war, obwohl dies von einigen Historikern bestritten wird. Oscar# Wilde traf Whitman 1882 in den Vereinigten Staaten und sagte dem Aktivisten für #Homosexuellenrechte George Cecil #Ives, dass Whitmans sexuelle Orientierung außer Frage stehe: „Ich habe noch immer den Kuss von Walt Whitman auf meinen Lippen.“ Whitman wird von vielen als Amerikas erster und größter #ichter angesehen. Er inspirierte viele, die nach ihm kamen, darunter Ezra #Pound, Langston #Hughes, #Kerouac, #Ginsberg, F#erlinghetti, Gary #Snyder und June #Jordan.

Whitmans Engagement für #Solidarität inspirierte viele #Linke der späten 1800er und frühen 1900er Jahre, darunter Emma #Goldman und die #WW, die Kopien von Whitmans Gedichten in Form des Little Blue Book an ihre Mitglieder verteilte. Bartolomeo #Vanzetti, Elizabeth Gurley #Flynn und Ralph #Chaplin bezeichneten Whitman ebenfalls als ihre #Inspiration. Er inspirierte auch den kubanischen Dichter und Revolutionär José #Martí sowie Pablo #Neruda und Jorge Luis #Borges.

Via: trueten.de

Quelle: kolektiva.social/@MikeDunnAuth @MikeDunnAuthor #Literatur #Anarchismus #LBTQIA

Das Foto zeigt Walt Withman mit einem weißen Hemd mit offenem Kragen, schulterlangem Haar und Vollbart, der den Blick über die rechte Schulter richtet
2025-05-13
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Buildings on Whitehall visible through the trees across the pond viewed from the Blue Bridge, St James's Park, London
Komeil Karimi_20221015_K007798
#London #Whitehall #StJames #pound #landscape #nature #travel #cityscape #history #touristdestination #Photography
Buildings on Whitehall visible through the trees across the pond viewed from the Blue Bridge, St James's Park, London
Captured by Komeil Karimi
2025-04-21
Étang à Sorel-Tracy au Québec. Été 2024.
#étang #pound #nature #natur

Gold and pound prices are surging! As Trump pushes for sweeping tariffs, fears of a potential recession loom large, shaking up market dynamics. Investors are flocking to gold, a classic safe-haven asset, reflecting serious anxieties about international trade implications. The volatile pound underscores how sensitive currencies are to economic shifts. What does this mean for the future? Read more to explore the insights. #Economy #Markets #TradePolicy #Gold #Pound uk.finance.yahoo.com/news/poun

Kudos to the writer for highlighting this critical economic landscape!

2025-03-27
Be honest, create a full picture. Inflation is artificial and it's greedy billionaires who profit from it.

#anticapitalism #eattherich #feedthepoor #taxtherich #inflation #profit #profits #money #euro #pound #yen #rupee #dollar #corporate #capitalism #multinational #greed #billionair #socialism
New rule: If you mention 40 year inflation high, then you must also mention corporate profits are at a 50 year high
WordofTheHourwordofthehour
2025-03-20

: to bruise or break into fine particles with a pestle or other heavy instrument

- French: Piler

- German: das Pfund, schlagen, dreschen

- Italian: libbra / sterlina

- Portuguese: libra

- Spanish: libra

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