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23,963 次观看 • 9 天前

Women told to get out and go home takes a trip to jail instead. Trespassing means nothing to her. The incident began in Kane County, Illinois, when sheriff's deputies responded to a call regarding a woman acting erratically outside a convenience store. When the first deputy approached her to ask if she had a ride, she claimed she was waiting for someone named "Guapo." Even though the deputy explicitly warned her that management didn't want her on the property, she ignored his commands, walked right past him, and marched straight into the store. Once inside, she bypassed the counter and locked herself in a stall in the women's restroom. While the primary deputy and backup officers tried to get her to open the door, they learned from store staff that the situation was even worse than it looked. Before locking herself away, she had allegedly snatched a Pop-Tart off the shelf to eat in the stall and had thrown a bag of candy at someone in the store, forcing them to duck. Inside the stall, the woman completely refused to cooperate. Instead, she began crying hysterically and screaming into her phone. At first, she screamed in English, yelling for her contact to "do something right now!" because cops were in the bathroom. She then switched entirely to Spanish, shouting for the person on the line to yell at the officers. The standoff finally shifted when she opened the stall door and emerged, still holding her purse and clinging to her phone. But she wasn't ready to go quietly. The second she stepped out, she began resisting the deputies, repeatedly stating, "I don't know you." As the deputy grabbed her arm to place her under arrest for trespassing and obstruction, she began actively pulling away and screaming: "Don't touch me! I'm Guapo's wife!" The deputy, unfazed, made it clear he didn't care who she was. The clip cuts out just as officers physically forced her hands behind her back to secure the handcuffs. She was ultimately escorted to a patrol unit and transported to the Kane County Jail.

Women told to get out and go home takes a trip to jail instead. Trespassing means nothing to her. The incident began in Kane County, Illinois, when sheriff's deputies responded to a call regarding a woman acting erratically outside a convenience store. When the first deputy approached her to ask if she had a ride, she claimed she was waiting for someone named "Guapo." Even though the deputy explicitly warned her that management didn't want her on the property, she ignored his commands, walked right past him, and marched straight into the store. Once inside, she bypassed the counter and locked herself in a stall in the women's restroom. While the primary deputy and backup officers tried to get her to open the door, they learned from store staff that the situation was even worse than it looked. Before locking herself away, she had allegedly snatched a Pop-Tart off the shelf to eat in the stall and had thrown a bag of candy at someone in the store, forcing them to duck. Inside the stall, the woman completely refused to cooperate. Instead, she began crying hysterically and screaming into her phone. At first, she screamed in English, yelling for her contact to "do something right now!" because cops were in the bathroom. She then switched entirely to Spanish, shouting for the person on the line to yell at the officers. The standoff finally shifted when she opened the stall door and emerged, still holding her purse and clinging to her phone. But she wasn't ready to go quietly. The second she stepped out, she began resisting the deputies, repeatedly stating, "I don't know you." As the deputy grabbed her arm to place her under arrest for trespassing and obstruction, she began actively pulling away and screaming: "Don't touch me! I'm Guapo's wife!" The deputy, unfazed, made it clear he didn't care who she was. The clip cuts out just as officers physically forced her hands behind her back to secure the handcuffs. She was ultimately escorted to a patrol unit and transported to the Kane County Jail.

Chuckling Charlie

323,715 次观看 • 4 个月前

This blonde construction operator in the neon yellow tank top is sitting right in the cab of the excavator, hands on the joysticks, dirt flying everywhere, when she starts telling the camera all about the blue jeans she’s wearing to work. She’s laughing and pointing out how they’re already filthy from the job but still somehow look good, like she’s proud that she can run heavy machinery all day and still rock a pair of jeans that turn heads on the site — turning a normal workday into her own little fashion moment while the engine’s rumbling and the bucket’s digging. Would you ever show up to operate a giant excavator in cute jeans and then film yourself bragging about how good they still look after a full day of dirt and grease? Or is this exactly why some women on job sites make the rest of the crew do a double-take?

This blonde construction operator in the neon yellow tank top is sitting right in the cab of the excavator, hands on the joysticks, dirt flying everywhere, when she starts telling the camera all about the blue jeans she’s wearing to work. She’s laughing and pointing out how they’re already filthy from the job but still somehow look good, like she’s proud that she can run heavy machinery all day and still rock a pair of jeans that turn heads on the site — turning a normal workday into her own little fashion moment while the engine’s rumbling and the bucket’s digging. Would you ever show up to operate a giant excavator in cute jeans and then film yourself bragging about how good they still look after a full day of dirt and grease? Or is this exactly why some women on job sites make the rest of the crew do a double-take?

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐑𝐘𝐚𝐧

148,567 次观看 • 5 个月前

SHE LOOKS INTO THE CAMERA LIKE SHE ALREADY KNOWS THE COMMENTS WILL ASK IF SHE’S REAL A long haired redhead sits on a living room sofa in a tight beige V-neck mini dress, thin gold chain at her throat, white lace just visible under the hem, one hand lifted mid sentence as if she’s explaining something she shouldn’t have to explain. Freckles across the nose. Soft mouth. Eyes that hold the lens a half second too long. Nothing about the sitting pose, the stretch of the dress, or the raised hand feels synthetic, which is exactly the joke she’s in on. Until recently this setup was a graveyard for video models. A short bodycon dress on a seated girl made the fabric fuse to the thigh. Lace at the hip either vanished or turned into a white smear. A talking hand near the chest clipped into the dress. Warm apartment light flattened the face into doll plastic, and the second she smiled the freckles swam. Now every layer holds, and the clip is stronger because the girl seems aware of that. The beige knit clings with real tension through the waist and over the chest. The hem lifts just enough for the lace to read as a separate garment, not a glitch. Fingers stay in front of her body without melting. Hair falls in separate copper sheets over the V neck. Behind her the sofa, lamp, plant, and wicker basket stay locked while she talks. The reach engine isn’t the apartment. It’s the feeling that she is mid thought about being generated and still looks more alive than the people arguing under the post.

SHE LOOKS INTO THE CAMERA LIKE SHE ALREADY KNOWS THE COMMENTS WILL ASK IF SHE’S REAL A long haired redhead sits on a living room sofa in a tight beige V-neck mini dress, thin gold chain at her throat, white lace just visible under the hem, one hand lifted mid sentence as if she’s explaining something she shouldn’t have to explain. Freckles across the nose. Soft mouth. Eyes that hold the lens a half second too long. Nothing about the sitting pose, the stretch of the dress, or the raised hand feels synthetic, which is exactly the joke she’s in on. Until recently this setup was a graveyard for video models. A short bodycon dress on a seated girl made the fabric fuse to the thigh. Lace at the hip either vanished or turned into a white smear. A talking hand near the chest clipped into the dress. Warm apartment light flattened the face into doll plastic, and the second she smiled the freckles swam. Now every layer holds, and the clip is stronger because the girl seems aware of that. The beige knit clings with real tension through the waist and over the chest. The hem lifts just enough for the lace to read as a separate garment, not a glitch. Fingers stay in front of her body without melting. Hair falls in separate copper sheets over the V neck. Behind her the sofa, lamp, plant, and wicker basket stay locked while she talks. The reach engine isn’t the apartment. It’s the feeling that she is mid thought about being generated and still looks more alive than the people arguing under the post.

aitifa uncut

20,166 次观看 • 13 天前

She said "one more time" and jumped out a window anyway. Web-swinging through NYC at golden hour, taxi roofs to fire escapes to rooftop freefall — this is what happens when you give a girl headphones and zero fear of heights. Made with Seedance 2.0 on RoboNeo Prompt: 30-Second Video Prompt — "Jessy: Rooftop Run" PART 1 — 0:00–0:15 Cut 1 (0–3s): Static locked-off shot, identical to the reference opening — Jessy sits on the wooden windowsill of her cozy, cluttered bedroom, looking out at the hazy NYC skyline. She says "All right," turns her head to face the camera directly, snaps her fingers, and says "Let's do this one more time." She pulls the headphones up onto her ears, tips backward naturally, and falls out the window, dropping smoothly out of frame. Cut 2 (3–4s): Camera catches her mid-fall from street level below — she twists upright in the air with a sharp, focused expression, fires a web upward with a quick wrist snap, and the camera pulls back into a wide rear-follow drone shot as the web yanks her out of the fall. Cut 3 (4–7s): Wide shot of a residential NYC street lined with brownstones and fire escapes. She swings low, just 3 meters above the ground, arms extended forward gripping the web, legs trailing together, back straight. At the bottom of the arc her feet skim the roof of a parked car — a quick, surprised laugh escapes her as she uses the contact to redirect. Camera banks hard, 40 degrees. Cut 4 (7–10s): She releases the web at the peak of the swing, arms opening wide for a brief weightless moment — then instead of swinging again, she runs straight along the vertical face of a brownstone wall, body leaned 45 degrees into the brick, 4–5 real running strides, jaw set in determined focus. She plants both feet, knees bending deep, then explodes off the wall and fires a new web across a wide intersection. Cut 5 (10–15s): The swing yanks her hard sideways, camera rolling 60 degrees. She dips low down a street packed with yellow taxis, just 2 meters off the ground, body streamlined, arms and legs trailing like an arrow. She releases the web, lands running full sprint, arms driving — then drops into a low controlled slide under a delivery truck's side mirror, one leg tucked, hand bracing the ground, and springs back up into her stride without losing speed, grinning with adrenaline. (End Part 1.) PART 2 — 0:15–0:30 Cut 6 (15–17s): New angle — she plants one foot on the side of a moving taxi, pushes off its roof with a single explosive step, fires a web straight up at a tall building, and rockets skyward, shouting "WOOHOO!" with completely uncontrolled joy, mouth open, head tipping back. Cut 7 (17–21s): The drone rises with her. At the top of the arc she releases the web, body briefly weightless, arms open — then twists mid-air and lands a spinning heel-strike off the metal frame of a rooftop water tower, redirecting her momentum sideways instead of dropping. A sharp, focused grunt of effort, eyes locked on her next line of travel. Cut 8 (21–25s): Street level again — she descends a fire escape, hands catching each rail to control her speed, sneakers striking the metal steps in rhythm, scarf whipping behind her. At the bottom she vaults a low fence in one clean motion without breaking stride, laughing as a flock of pigeons scatters around her. Cut 9 (25–30s): Final wide shot at rooftop level — she fires one last web and swings up into open air, releasing at the peak. Arms open, body arched back, completely still for one breathless moment. Golden hour sky, warm orange-pink light, dramatic backlit clouds. She hangs tiny and centered against the glowing sky, rooftops and water towers below, eyes closed, face full of pure freedom, as she begins to fall back down. (End.)

She said "one more time" and jumped out a window anyway. Web-swinging through NYC at golden hour, taxi roofs to fire escapes to rooftop freefall — this is what happens when you give a girl headphones and zero fear of heights. Made with Seedance 2.0 on RoboNeo Prompt: 30-Second Video Prompt — "Jessy: Rooftop Run" PART 1 — 0:00–0:15 Cut 1 (0–3s): Static locked-off shot, identical to the reference opening — Jessy sits on the wooden windowsill of her cozy, cluttered bedroom, looking out at the hazy NYC skyline. She says "All right," turns her head to face the camera directly, snaps her fingers, and says "Let's do this one more time." She pulls the headphones up onto her ears, tips backward naturally, and falls out the window, dropping smoothly out of frame. Cut 2 (3–4s): Camera catches her mid-fall from street level below — she twists upright in the air with a sharp, focused expression, fires a web upward with a quick wrist snap, and the camera pulls back into a wide rear-follow drone shot as the web yanks her out of the fall. Cut 3 (4–7s): Wide shot of a residential NYC street lined with brownstones and fire escapes. She swings low, just 3 meters above the ground, arms extended forward gripping the web, legs trailing together, back straight. At the bottom of the arc her feet skim the roof of a parked car — a quick, surprised laugh escapes her as she uses the contact to redirect. Camera banks hard, 40 degrees. Cut 4 (7–10s): She releases the web at the peak of the swing, arms opening wide for a brief weightless moment — then instead of swinging again, she runs straight along the vertical face of a brownstone wall, body leaned 45 degrees into the brick, 4–5 real running strides, jaw set in determined focus. She plants both feet, knees bending deep, then explodes off the wall and fires a new web across a wide intersection. Cut 5 (10–15s): The swing yanks her hard sideways, camera rolling 60 degrees. She dips low down a street packed with yellow taxis, just 2 meters off the ground, body streamlined, arms and legs trailing like an arrow. She releases the web, lands running full sprint, arms driving — then drops into a low controlled slide under a delivery truck's side mirror, one leg tucked, hand bracing the ground, and springs back up into her stride without losing speed, grinning with adrenaline. (End Part 1.) PART 2 — 0:15–0:30 Cut 6 (15–17s): New angle — she plants one foot on the side of a moving taxi, pushes off its roof with a single explosive step, fires a web straight up at a tall building, and rockets skyward, shouting "WOOHOO!" with completely uncontrolled joy, mouth open, head tipping back. Cut 7 (17–21s): The drone rises with her. At the top of the arc she releases the web, body briefly weightless, arms open — then twists mid-air and lands a spinning heel-strike off the metal frame of a rooftop water tower, redirecting her momentum sideways instead of dropping. A sharp, focused grunt of effort, eyes locked on her next line of travel. Cut 8 (21–25s): Street level again — she descends a fire escape, hands catching each rail to control her speed, sneakers striking the metal steps in rhythm, scarf whipping behind her. At the bottom she vaults a low fence in one clean motion without breaking stride, laughing as a flock of pigeons scatters around her. Cut 9 (25–30s): Final wide shot at rooftop level — she fires one last web and swings up into open air, releasing at the peak. Arms open, body arched back, completely still for one breathless moment. Golden hour sky, warm orange-pink light, dramatic backlit clouds. She hangs tiny and centered against the glowing sky, rooftops and water towers below, eyes closed, face full of pure freedom, as she begins to fall back down. (End.)

Jessica Collins

40,022 次观看 • 2 个月前

The exact moment a standard traffic stop spirals into total chaos... A 68-year-old man called 911 following a physical domestic argument with his wife at their home. He reported that his wife had slapped him and thrown objects at him, leaving visible marks. When deputies arrived at the residence, they found signs of a struggle inside, including broken glass, disturbed items, and fresh red marks on the husband's back and shoulder. The husband informed the deputies that his wife had fled the scene driving a gray 2004 Honda Accord and was likely traveling down Florida Park Drive. A deputy spotted the vehicle and pulled it over. The wife immediately told the deputy that she was attempting to drive herself to the emergency room because her husband had bumped her head on the floor, causing a large knot on the back of her head. The deputy instructed her to place the car in park and wait while they investigated. He explained that she was currently being detained and could not drive away, but assured her that paramedics were on the way to check her injuries. While waiting for medical personnel, the interaction between the woman and the deputies became increasingly hostile and argumentative. The woman was highly uncooperative, stating, "I don't trust any of you people," and repeatedly insulted the officers, calling them nasty names. She accused the officers of taking her husband's side and treating him like a saint, aggressively stating, "It's not f*ing true." When asked if she had any weapons in the vehicle or on her person, she defused that specific question with a touch of sarcasm, asking, "Nail clipper count?" Deputies instructed the woman to step out of the vehicle so they could place her under arrest for domestic battery based on the injuries found on her husband. She immediately refused to cooperate, pulling away and resisting as deputies tried to guide her out of the car. She began screaming, "No, don't touch me!" and "Let go of me!" as they attempted to place her in handcuffs. It required multiple deputies to forcefully remove her from the driver's seat, pull her hands behind her back, and secure the handcuffs while she continued to yell and struggle against them. Once handcuffed, she refused to walk willingly to the patrol car, forcing deputies to physically escort her. She continued to scream insults and pull away before being placed into the back of the cruiser. The wife was transported to the local jail and charged with Domestic Battery and Resisting Arrest Without Violence.

The exact moment a standard traffic stop spirals into total chaos... A 68-year-old man called 911 following a physical domestic argument with his wife at their home. He reported that his wife had slapped him and thrown objects at him, leaving visible marks. When deputies arrived at the residence, they found signs of a struggle inside, including broken glass, disturbed items, and fresh red marks on the husband's back and shoulder. The husband informed the deputies that his wife had fled the scene driving a gray 2004 Honda Accord and was likely traveling down Florida Park Drive. A deputy spotted the vehicle and pulled it over. The wife immediately told the deputy that she was attempting to drive herself to the emergency room because her husband had bumped her head on the floor, causing a large knot on the back of her head. The deputy instructed her to place the car in park and wait while they investigated. He explained that she was currently being detained and could not drive away, but assured her that paramedics were on the way to check her injuries. While waiting for medical personnel, the interaction between the woman and the deputies became increasingly hostile and argumentative. The woman was highly uncooperative, stating, "I don't trust any of you people," and repeatedly insulted the officers, calling them nasty names. She accused the officers of taking her husband's side and treating him like a saint, aggressively stating, "It's not f*ing true." When asked if she had any weapons in the vehicle or on her person, she defused that specific question with a touch of sarcasm, asking, "Nail clipper count?" Deputies instructed the woman to step out of the vehicle so they could place her under arrest for domestic battery based on the injuries found on her husband. She immediately refused to cooperate, pulling away and resisting as deputies tried to guide her out of the car. She began screaming, "No, don't touch me!" and "Let go of me!" as they attempted to place her in handcuffs. It required multiple deputies to forcefully remove her from the driver's seat, pull her hands behind her back, and secure the handcuffs while she continued to yell and struggle against them. Once handcuffed, she refused to walk willingly to the patrol car, forcing deputies to physically escort her. She continued to scream insults and pull away before being placed into the back of the cruiser. The wife was transported to the local jail and charged with Domestic Battery and Resisting Arrest Without Violence.

✨️Serenitee♡Sam✨️

77,089 次观看 • 4 个月前

WoW 😳 This one looks real as if filmed from a camera Seedance 2.5 Prompt : GIRL = MAIN CHARACTER: Young Korean woman in her early 20s, natural appearance, black wavy hair loosely tied into a messy side ponytail, fitted light-yellow short top, loose white pants, black sneakers and simple silver necklace. Realistic skin texture, minimal makeup, authentic expressions and consistent identity. LOCATION: Quiet Korean residential lane on a hot summer afternoon. Small homes, narrow concrete road, potted plants, bicycles, parked scooters, old walls, utility poles and overhead wires. CAMERA / LOOK Early-2000s handheld DV camcorder operated by a friend. Strong camera shake, imperfect framing, autofocus hunting, faded colors, exposure shifts and accidental zooms. SEQUENCE: She brings a small scooter outside her home and starts wiping dust from it. She carefully cleans the mirrors. Then the handlebars. Then the seat. She notices a particularly dirty spot near the wheel and crouches down to clean it. A neighbor appears at the window above. She looks up and waves. The neighbor smiles and waves back. She continues cleaning. The heat starts wearing her down. She wipes sweat from her forehead. She looks at the camera as if asking for sympathy. Then she notices an outdoor water tap. She walks over, turns it on and splashes cool water over her face. She drinks some water directly from her cupped hands. She stands there for a moment enjoying the cool water. Her friend zooms in. She smiles and says: “Now I can finish it.” She walks back toward the scooter. The camera follows her down the lane. AUDIO: Water running, cloth rubbing against scooter, birds, distant children, bicycle bells, footsteps and neighborhood ambience. No music, no narration. Warm summer sunlight, nostalgic DV colors, realistic materials and water, authentic handheld imperfections and photorealistic Seedance 2.5 quality.

WoW 😳 This one looks real as if filmed from a camera Seedance 2.5 Prompt : GIRL = MAIN CHARACTER: Young Korean woman in her early 20s, natural appearance, black wavy hair loosely tied into a messy side ponytail, fitted light-yellow short top, loose white pants, black sneakers and simple silver necklace. Realistic skin texture, minimal makeup, authentic expressions and consistent identity. LOCATION: Quiet Korean residential lane on a hot summer afternoon. Small homes, narrow concrete road, potted plants, bicycles, parked scooters, old walls, utility poles and overhead wires. CAMERA / LOOK Early-2000s handheld DV camcorder operated by a friend. Strong camera shake, imperfect framing, autofocus hunting, faded colors, exposure shifts and accidental zooms. SEQUENCE: She brings a small scooter outside her home and starts wiping dust from it. She carefully cleans the mirrors. Then the handlebars. Then the seat. She notices a particularly dirty spot near the wheel and crouches down to clean it. A neighbor appears at the window above. She looks up and waves. The neighbor smiles and waves back. She continues cleaning. The heat starts wearing her down. She wipes sweat from her forehead. She looks at the camera as if asking for sympathy. Then she notices an outdoor water tap. She walks over, turns it on and splashes cool water over her face. She drinks some water directly from her cupped hands. She stands there for a moment enjoying the cool water. Her friend zooms in. She smiles and says: “Now I can finish it.” She walks back toward the scooter. The camera follows her down the lane. AUDIO: Water running, cloth rubbing against scooter, birds, distant children, bicycle bells, footsteps and neighborhood ambience. No music, no narration. Warm summer sunlight, nostalgic DV colors, realistic materials and water, authentic handheld imperfections and photorealistic Seedance 2.5 quality.

Synthia

13,581 次观看 • 1 个月前

🚨 HIS WIFE WAS FOLLOWED BY COPS FOR 20 MINUTES AT 2AM - SO HE FOLLOWED THEM BACK She just got off work. It’s after 2AM. She notices a patrol car sitting behind her and it doesn’t leave. No lights. No siren. Just trailing her turn after turn for twenty minutes straight. She calls her husband and tells him she feels unsafe. So he doesn’t just stay on the phone. He drives ahead of them, parks and waits. On camera, you see the patrol car pass with his wife still in front. He pulls out and follows them. Moments later, right before she’s near home, the red and blue lights flip on. After twenty minutes of shadowing, that’s when they decide to stop her. He walks up filming and asks, “What did you pull her over for, ma’am?” It’s all on video. Be honest, if your spouse called and said a police car had been trailing them that long in the dark, what would you have done?

🚨 HIS WIFE WAS FOLLOWED BY COPS FOR 20 MINUTES AT 2AM - SO HE FOLLOWED THEM BACK She just got off work. It’s after 2AM. She notices a patrol car sitting behind her and it doesn’t leave. No lights. No siren. Just trailing her turn after turn for twenty minutes straight. She calls her husband and tells him she feels unsafe. So he doesn’t just stay on the phone. He drives ahead of them, parks and waits. On camera, you see the patrol car pass with his wife still in front. He pulls out and follows them. Moments later, right before she’s near home, the red and blue lights flip on. After twenty minutes of shadowing, that’s when they decide to stop her. He walks up filming and asks, “What did you pull her over for, ma’am?” It’s all on video. Be honest, if your spouse called and said a police car had been trailing them that long in the dark, what would you have done?

HustleBitch

1,718,605 次观看 • 7 个月前

Gia Carangi gave one of her last known interviews in 1986. She was 26 years old. She died the following year. Watch closely and you almost miss it. She's sitting at a bar, a little loose, a little electric. She talks about going to school for cinematography. She name-drops Vittorio Storaro, the Italian cinematographer behind Reds, the man who painted with light for Coppola and Bertolucci. She can't quite get his name out, but she knows exactly who he is. "I'm going to make a Big Splash in film someday with my films as a cinematographer." Then she catches herself. She knows why the camera is there. "I know you want to get down to business." But she keeps going anyway. She deflects with humor. She laughs about her nerves, blames it on not having finished her "Growing Pains." She acknowledges her skin doesn't look good. She cracks a joke about the model discount at the hotel bar. "That's life in the big city." And then, just before she wraps it up, something quietly defiant slips through: "I'm still in shape everybody. I'm still..." The sentence trails off. But the insistence behind it doesn't. By 1986, the fashion industry had largely discarded Gia Carangi. She had been the first supermodel, the face that launched a thousand covers, the girl from Philadelphia who walked into New York at 17 and made the whole city stop. Helmut Newton photographed her. Francesco Scavullo called her a natural. She had graced the covers of Vogue, Cosmopolitan, and Glamour at a time when those covers meant everything. But heroin had taken most of that away, and AIDS would take the rest. "Soon as I do, I'll be fine." She died on November 18, 1987. She was 26.

Gia Carangi gave one of her last known interviews in 1986. She was 26 years old. She died the following year. Watch closely and you almost miss it. She's sitting at a bar, a little loose, a little electric. She talks about going to school for cinematography. She name-drops Vittorio Storaro, the Italian cinematographer behind Reds, the man who painted with light for Coppola and Bertolucci. She can't quite get his name out, but she knows exactly who he is. "I'm going to make a Big Splash in film someday with my films as a cinematographer." Then she catches herself. She knows why the camera is there. "I know you want to get down to business." But she keeps going anyway. She deflects with humor. She laughs about her nerves, blames it on not having finished her "Growing Pains." She acknowledges her skin doesn't look good. She cracks a joke about the model discount at the hotel bar. "That's life in the big city." And then, just before she wraps it up, something quietly defiant slips through: "I'm still in shape everybody. I'm still..." The sentence trails off. But the insistence behind it doesn't. By 1986, the fashion industry had largely discarded Gia Carangi. She had been the first supermodel, the face that launched a thousand covers, the girl from Philadelphia who walked into New York at 17 and made the whole city stop. Helmut Newton photographed her. Francesco Scavullo called her a natural. She had graced the covers of Vogue, Cosmopolitan, and Glamour at a time when those covers meant everything. But heroin had taken most of that away, and AIDS would take the rest. "Soon as I do, I'll be fine." She died on November 18, 1987. She was 26.

History Nerd

175,312 次观看 • 3 个月前

Taking a drink from a liquor shooter with a cop directly behind you is already a bold strategy. Palm Bay, Florida — an officer says he watched the driver of a white Mercedes take a drink from the small bottle while she was still behind the wheel, before he had even spoken to her. The stop only got worse from there. She denied having an open container, refused repeated commands to step out, and insisted on calling her husband instead. Then, when the officer opened the door to remove her, she s!apped his arm. That turned an already bad traffic stop into a felony arrest. Officers later recovered the empty liquor bottle from the front seat. She partially attempted field sobriety testing, refused to continue, and later declined a breath test. She was ultimately convicted of felony battery on a law-enforcement officer, DUI second offense, and refusal to submit to testing. The resisting-with-violence charge was dropped. She received two years of state probation for the felony battery charge.

Taking a drink from a liquor shooter with a cop directly behind you is already a bold strategy. Palm Bay, Florida — an officer says he watched the driver of a white Mercedes take a drink from the small bottle while she was still behind the wheel, before he had even spoken to her. The stop only got worse from there. She denied having an open container, refused repeated commands to step out, and insisted on calling her husband instead. Then, when the officer opened the door to remove her, she s!apped his arm. That turned an already bad traffic stop into a felony arrest. Officers later recovered the empty liquor bottle from the front seat. She partially attempted field sobriety testing, refused to continue, and later declined a breath test. She was ultimately convicted of felony battery on a law-enforcement officer, DUI second offense, and refusal to submit to testing. The resisting-with-violence charge was dropped. She received two years of state probation for the felony battery charge.

✨️Serenitee♡Sam✨️

62,532 次观看 • 1 个月前

One of our viewers Sent this in. It took place at Eat my Catfish In Bryant Arkansas. One witness wrote: I’m not sure who this lady family member is I don’t know if the white lady was a caregiver or not this happened around 1255 today the lady was talking very very rude to the black woman. Tell her to get her ass over there and sit down, she was sitting at the table, but once the white people food came out, she told her to go see her ass on the other side and then the lady does look as if she’s just challenged or something mental is going on with her, but she made the black lady sit to the side while her and I’m guessing it was her mother sat there in eight and eat my catfish and Bryant a white lady did reach out to her and asked her to stop talking to her like that and for her to mind her business. #LRHN.

One of our viewers Sent this in. It took place at Eat my Catfish In Bryant Arkansas. One witness wrote: I’m not sure who this lady family member is I don’t know if the white lady was a caregiver or not this happened around 1255 today the lady was talking very very rude to the black woman. Tell her to get her ass over there and sit down, she was sitting at the table, but once the white people food came out, she told her to go see her ass on the other side and then the lady does look as if she’s just challenged or something mental is going on with her, but she made the black lady sit to the side while her and I’m guessing it was her mother sat there in eight and eat my catfish and Bryant a white lady did reach out to her and asked her to stop talking to her like that and for her to mind her business. #LRHN.

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This woman walked into this ice cream shop and ordered an ice cream cone. When they handed it to her she told them she couldn’t pay for it. 😳 The employees said she had to pay for it. She didn’t have any money. She asks them if they are going to call the cops. This male customer sitting there chimes in and says if they call the cops he will be a witness. The woman said she told them she wanted it for free but the man said that’s not true. He said he watched her the whole time. She tries to put it down on the countertop but the employee tells her don’t leave it there. So she walks over and throws it in the trash. The witness tells her “this is what entitlement looks like” as she walks out the door. Some people said why not just buy the ice cream for her, to have a heart, because you never know what someone is going through. Others said if she had asked the right way and told them up front she didn’t have any money then maybe they would have purchased it for her but to come in and order and THEN tell them you don’t have any money is just wrong. This wasn’t a steak or a burger or a meal, I could see buying her those things to help someone out that is hungry but an ice cream is not a necessity. No one owes anyone anything. What do you think? Should one of them have bought the ice cream for her, given it to her for free? Or do you think she was trying to get something for free and trying to take advantage of them?

This woman walked into this ice cream shop and ordered an ice cream cone. When they handed it to her she told them she couldn’t pay for it. 😳 The employees said she had to pay for it. She didn’t have any money. She asks them if they are going to call the cops. This male customer sitting there chimes in and says if they call the cops he will be a witness. The woman said she told them she wanted it for free but the man said that’s not true. He said he watched her the whole time. She tries to put it down on the countertop but the employee tells her don’t leave it there. So she walks over and throws it in the trash. The witness tells her “this is what entitlement looks like” as she walks out the door. Some people said why not just buy the ice cream for her, to have a heart, because you never know what someone is going through. Others said if she had asked the right way and told them up front she didn’t have any money then maybe they would have purchased it for her but to come in and order and THEN tell them you don’t have any money is just wrong. This wasn’t a steak or a burger or a meal, I could see buying her those things to help someone out that is hungry but an ice cream is not a necessity. No one owes anyone anything. What do you think? Should one of them have bought the ice cream for her, given it to her for free? Or do you think she was trying to get something for free and trying to take advantage of them?

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