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​Is that glass half-full of delicious life-nectar? Are those rose-colored glasses you're rocking better than Bono himself?! Why, YES and YES. Perspective is everything and we’re going to carpe this di

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Csaba Bánáti, Hungarian CG artist, made this amazing visualization. He said: "I grew up between these blocks and when i was a kid there was this notorious daring game. I’ve never jumped..."

Csaba Bánáti, Hungarian CG artist, made this amazing visualization. He said: "I grew up between these blocks and when i was a kid there was this notorious daring game. I’ve never jumped..."

The soothing sounds, we can almost hear the waves just by looking at them. A world away from the hustle and bustle of fashion weeks.

The soothing sounds, we can almost hear the waves just by looking at them. A world away from the hustle and bustle of fashion weeks.

Armed with baseball bats and hockey sticks, a group of 4 men attacked a lone teenager in the streets of Dayton (aka Hattersley) ...why?

Armed with baseball bats and hockey sticks, a group of 4 men attacked a lone teenager in the streets of Dayton (aka Hattersley) ...why?

I walked down the dark hallway, running a hand across the damp walls. He had to be in here some where. I opened a door to see someone tied to the wall. "Eli?" I whispered but the figure didn't move. I ran it and screamed. it wasn't Eli. The boy had blood stained, blonde hair. He was bruised all over his body. But those weren't what made me scream. I screamed because the boy's eyes were missing.

I walked down the dark hallway, running a hand across the damp walls. He had to be in here some where. I opened a door to see someone tied to the wall. "Eli?" I whispered but the figure didn't move. I ran it and screamed. it wasn't Eli. The boy had blood stained, blonde hair. He was bruised all over his body. But those weren't what made me scream. I screamed because the boy's eyes were missing.

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