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fatmatt:

A body has been frozen in the abandoned Roosevelt building in Detroit for at least a month.  A homeless community had been living inside.  Urban explorers had seen and photographed the body.  Nothing was done about it, even after authorities were called.  Not until a reporter got involved did anyone bother to investigate.

Full story here.

I’m not really sure what to say about this. I used to be fairly hardcore in my enthusiasm for urban exploration, my group of friends and I took quite a bit of pride in our ethics related to the hobby. We never broke in, instead looking for ways to gain access that didn’t involve any destruction to or change in the building. We never took souvenirs (except the many, many photographs). We were careful not to share the location or entry methods with people we didn’t believe held similar ethics.

I once found an injured dog limping around an abandoned WWII air force hangar and spent the afternoon driving around with local animal protection authorities trying to relocate it. (Sadly, the dog was too large for me to lift into my car so I could just drive him to get help, and after he snuck away from me I was never able to re-locate him. I still worry about him.)

You can be damn sure the instant any one of us found a dead fucking human body we would call for help. Not treat it like a photography prop and then walk away. Stories like this are why I’m such a misanthrope.





I wonder why some girls on tumblr are single, and there can be only one conclusion.

fatmanatee:

stinky farts.

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Via i am the fat manatee.
TwitterBowl

I am fully addicted to Twitter. I love watching people’s momentary thoughts, and spend too much time pondering the perfect balance between continuous, interesting content versus overenthusiastic spam that will lose followers.

So naturally, this little animation of Twitter trends during the SuperBowl caught my attention.


Physics is to mathematics what sex is to masturbation.

– Richard Feynman

alla1:

jackieheartsb:

Angela Lindvall, model, age 29: before the make-up/hair artists got to her and after, walking the runway.

Sometimes people ask me why I wear eye make-up. There is no answer more logical than that of this article, showing that even models are enhanced by the magic of cosmetics and lighting.

I rarely bother with make-up, but when I do I admit that I feel both pleasure at the transformation and guilt that it matters to me that I be pretty (my psyche is a fun place). It’s nice to know that even the “most beautiful women in the world” aren’t perfect without a team to build the illusion.


I’m an archaeologist; my career is in ruins and I’m always looking for dates.

Swan

(I love it. Sense of humour and a reference to an alter-ego of my own passion — anthropology.)


No more Twitter in my Tumblr feed

I pulled Twitter out of my Tumblr, I’m trying to sort out all my digital identities into the most logical and coherent feed.

You may want to check out my Twitter feed. (Selfish bonus, I get to find other cool Twitters when I get the follow notification.)


No analysis please - http://radar.net/see/2662270


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