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✯𝙄𝙣𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨.......𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙤𝙮 𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝘼 𝙑𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙚
We all have struggles and burdens that we deal with on a daily basis. For untold thousands of people, they can carry hardships, misery, and a sense of doom with them for years.

✯𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘽𝙤𝙮 𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝘼 𝙑𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙚 ......Once upon a time in a small mountain village, it was the custom for the villagers to strap on their knapsacks each morning. Then, during the day, each time they worried about something or felt depressed about a problem, they would pick up a small pebble and put it in their knapsack. The knapsacks were heavy and a burden to carry because the villagers never emptied them. They carried their burdens every day. It was all they knew.One day one of the village elders walked down to the river bank bent over from his knapsack full of burdens and noticed one of the small boys from the village skipping pebbles across the water. The boy’s knapsack was empty.What are you doing the old man asked. And why is your knapsack empty Why aren’t you carrying your burdens like the rest of us.I come down to the river bank at the end of each day, the boy said, and skip my pebbles across the water until my knapsack is empty. I see no reason to keep carrying them.The old man was stunned and so bent over from his knapsack full of burdens that he could hardly move. He had never seen anyone cast their burdens away like that. Would you like to try it the boy asked.The old man was hesitant, yet it seemed like such a good idea. Slowly he reached into his knapsack that was large and heavy from all the burdens he had accumulated over many years. He grabbed a pebble and studied it, recalling the burden of pain that he felt when he had placed it in his knapsack. He was so bent over that it was difficult to cast the burden away and watch it skip across the water and finally disappear, but he somehow did it..The boy smiled. The old man smiled also. It was easier than he thought to let go of the burden. Then he tossed another pebble, another burden, then another, and another. The boy stayed and watched. They built a fire and the old man kept throwing until his knapsack was at last empty. He felt so relieved.The next day the old man, standing straight and tall, told the other villagers what happened and how good he felt. They could see how happy he was, how he looked and acted like a different person. They were amazed.At the end of the day, all the villagers joined the old man and the small boy and went to the river bank and skipped their burdens across the water until their knapsacks were empty. They were amazed at how good and happy they felt. They never continued to hang onto their burdens again. A sign was erected at the entrance to the village that said.....
... 𝙄𝙏’𝙎 𝙃𝘼𝙍𝘿 𝙏𝙊 𝘽𝙀 𝙊𝙉 𝙏𝙊𝙋 𝙊𝙁 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙒𝙊𝙍𝙇𝘿 𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙔𝙊𝙐’𝙍𝙀 𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙍𝙔𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙄𝙏 𝙊𝙉 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙐𝙇𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙎....
.....𝙇𝙀𝙏 𝙂𝙊 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙇𝙄𝙑𝙀...

✯𝙃𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙚𝙣𝙙..............𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚
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❤️ 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙝 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩. 𝙈𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙......𝘽𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡. .....𝙃𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙁𝙚𝙗𝙧𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙮

ᑕᗩᖇᑎᕮᐯᗩᒪᕮ ᗪI ᐯᕮᑎᕮᘔIᗩ 2020..............2020 ᐯᕮᑎIᑕᕮ ᑕᗩᖇᑎIᐯᗩᒪ...*ITᗩᒪY
★In 1980, Venice renewed the tradition. Every year,on February 08th to February 25th three million visitors fill the bridges, canals and squares of Venice and turn the city into a giant theater stage.

★The city itself becomes a living and breathing decoration. Visiting the city during the carnival dates is a marvelous opportunity to reveal the most closely guarded secrets of one of the most unique and magic cities in the world. The mask is an indispensable part of ancient tradition from the 11th century.
★ The original Carnival took place in 1162 to honor one of Venice's victorious battles when the city was known as the Repubblica della Serenissima. It took more than a hundred years before city leaders proclaimed Carnival an official event, and then it grew until its wild peak in the 18th century, when Venice was renowned as the pleasure capital of Europe, producing the likes of the famously hedonistic Casanova.The carnival of Venice is unlike any other carnival in Europe or the whole world.
... ★ To best understand Carnival of Venice, you need to understand the importance of the maschera or masks.The mascherari, or professional mask makers, have prestigious roles in society, with statues honoring them dating to 1436.Masks allow members from all classes of society to party together under the veil of anonymity.......★ Will make you wish you lived in a different time period ★
★ ᕼᗩᐯᕮ ᗩ ᗯOᑎᗪᕮᖇᖴᑌᒪ ᗯᕮᕮK.......STᗩY Sᗩᖴᕮ
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˜”*°•.˜”*°• 𝘖𝘯 𝘚𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 14𝘵𝘩, 2019 𝘈𝘮𝘺 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥’𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 36 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘭𝘺 23𝘳𝘥 2011 𝘪𝘯 𝘓𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦, 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘺, 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦, 𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘴, 𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘬, 𝘫𝘢𝘻𝘻 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 •°*”˜.•°*”˜
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𝘉𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘛𝘰 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬
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𝘙𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘣
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𝘝𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦
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𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐'𝘮 𝘕𝘰 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥
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𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴
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𝘉𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘚𝘰𝘶𝘭
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𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘋𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢 𝘋𝘢𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴
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𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘐𝘴 𝘈 𝘓𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘎𝘢𝘮𝘦
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𝘛𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘋𝘳𝘺 𝘖𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘖𝘸𝘯
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𝘏𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘥.....𝘉𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥.
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𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗪𝗲 𝗪𝗮𝗹𝗸....𝗔 𝗠𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗘𝗺𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁............ ...𝗕𝘆 𝗗𝗿.𝗟𝗮𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗘𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻
I walk because, somehow, it’s like reading....... You’re privy to these lives and conversations that have nothing to do with yours...............Every walk is a sort of crusade.

Why do I walk? I like the rhythm of it, my shadow always a little ahead of me on the pavement. I like being able to stop when I like, to lean against a building and make a note in my journal, or read an email, or send a text message, and for the world to stop while I do it. Walking, paradoxically, allows for the possibility of stillness. Walking is mapping with your feet. It helps you piece a city together, connecting up neighbourhoods that might otherwise have remained discrete entities, different planets bound to each other, sustained yet remote. I like seeing how in fact they blend into one another, I like noticing the boundaries between them. Walking helps me feel at home. There’s a small pleasure in seeing how well I’ve come to know the city through my wanderings on foot, crossing through different neighborhoods of the city, some I used to know quite well, others I may not have seen in a while, like getting reacquainted with someone I once met at a party. Sometimes I walk because I have things on my mind, and walking helps me sort them out. I walk because it confers or restores a feeling of placeness. I walk because, somehow, it’s like reading. You’re privy to these lives and conversations that have nothing to do with yours, but you can eavesdrop on them. Sometimes it’s overcrowded; sometimes the voices are too loud. But there is always companionship. You are not alone......*You walk in the city side by side with the living and the dead.
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ᕼᗩᐯE ᗩ ᗯOᑎᗪEᖇᖴᑌᒪ ᗯEEK.......ᔕTᗩY ᔕᗩᖴE.
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𝘼𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧, 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩. ..............𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙢 𝙋𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙮𝙖𝙣
Mariam Petrosyan, is most well known as the author of the award-winning novel The Gray House.Mariam Petrosyan was born in 1969 in Yerevan, the capital of Armenia. After finishing an art college she became a cartoonist at the Studio of Armenfilm. Later she moved to Moscow to work at Soyuzmultfilm, but came back to Yerevan in 1995 and returned to Armenfilm.
🔹 The House, which sits overlooked on the outskirts of town, is a boarding school for disabled young adults. Isolated from the Outsides, the residents of the House are enmeshed in a carefully constructed world of unspoken rules and thorny histories. The meandering narrative moves back and forth in time, alternating narrators and tenses, to paint an intricate portrait of a social order that appears ultimately dictated by an unknown force, understood by its inhabitants to be the House itself. When student deaths begin to pile up over the course of the narrative, readers can identify with newcomer Smoker as he tries to understand the mysteries of the House and the source of its power over its inhabitants.....Mariam Petrosyan rips up the rule book, presenting a highly original and energetic novel that will give the reader an insight into a world that is seldom presented.
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🔹 I genuinely, enjoyed this book. This is absolutely my sort of novel. I loved the characters, I loved the structure, and I loved the surreal sense of mysticism and deep unease that permeated the whole of the House. I loved the whimsy, I loved the quirkiness, and I loved the constant uncertainty.

🔹 In terms of genre, this is an excellent example of weird, surreal, quirky, slice of life fantasy with a dose of magical realism...*The house, it emerges, has hidden dimensions

Have a wonderful weekend...........Stay safe
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ᗰᑌᒪTI-ᗩᗯᗩᖇᗪ ᗯIᑎᑎIᑎG SᕼOᖇT ᖴIᒪᗰ..............★ Tᕼᕮ ᑎᕮIGᕼᗷOᖇS ᗯIᑎᗪOᗯ
★ Inspired by a true story, the film was written and directed by three-time Oscar-nominated documentary filmmaker, Marshall Curry. Starring Tony-nominated Maria Dizzia......
*Tᕼᕮ ᑎᕮIGᕼᗷOᖇS ᗯIᑎᗪOᗯ tells the story of Alli, a mother of young children who has grown frustrated with her daily routine. But her life is shaken up when two free-spirited twenty-somethings move in across the street and she discovers that she can see into their apartment.

..★★★★★ A delicate tale in which envy bleeds into empathy.... Unexpected and moving.★★★★★
ᖇᑌᑎTIᗰᕮ: 20ᗰIᑎ....» vimeo.com/channels/staffpicks/37...
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ᕼᗩᑭᑭY SᑌᑎᗪᗩY…....ᕼᗩᐯᕮ ᗩ Sᗩᖴᕮ ᗩᑎᗪ ᗯOᑎᗪᕮᖇᖴᑌᒪ ᗯᕮᕮK ᗩᕼᕮᗩᗪ
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𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉 𝑨𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒉𝒆𝒓........ .............☆ 𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝑵𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚
« Her paintings are expressive and exhibit a brute force with fascinating vital energy. She uses oils and a knife combine to sculpt her images. Whether she paints the human body or portraits, she always means to take risks. Nielly lives and paints in Paris near Montmartre. Her work has been exhibited and sold in Europe,Canada and the US...............☆ 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒔, 𝑭𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆





... ☆ 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝑱𝒂𝒏𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒚.........*𝑯𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒂𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅.......𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆
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