Metropolis by Thea von HarbouThis is Metropolis, the novel that the films screenwriter -- Thea von Harbou, who was director Fritz Langs wife, and a collaborator in the creation of the film -- this is the novel that Harbou wrote from her own notes. It contains bits of the story that got lost on the cutting-room floor; in a very real way it is the only way to understand the film. Michael Joseph of The Bookman wrote about the novel: It is a remarkable piece of work, skilfully reproducing the atmosphere one has come to associate with the most ambitious German film productions. Suggestive in many respects of the dramatic work of Karel Capek and of the earlier fantastic romances of H. G. Wells, in treatment it is an interesting example of expressionist literature. ... Metropolis is one of the most powerful novels I have read and one which may capture a large public both in America and England if it does not prove too bewildering to the plain reader.
Why I Love Shit Tests and How I Pass Them
We are rarely aware, in the midst of a shit test, that we are doing it. Due to our natural and biological vulnerabilities we seek protection and security. Shit tests come out of this chronic insecurity. More secure women will test their reality, the solidity of the walls, the availability of resources, the protection and comfort of her man less frequently than a more in secure woman. An insecure woman might test constantly.
Girl I'm in love with you baby. And I want you to know. That I'm hooked on your body. And I'm trying to be your's Radio killa Now she the definition of fine But I told her that her body looks better with mine [x2] I like the way she rock, her hips Them rockin hips Told her we can take off like rocket ships Straight jacket jeans, you look crazy in 'em The way you rockin that, I thought they was Jay-Z denim Let me drop a jewel on ya, put a roc in air Can I call you nana 'cause you got that rockin' chair It go back, and forth - then forth and back When I'm on Patron, or off the yak Can't get off the fact I'm off my Mac Goldie probably wouldn't, but I would trick off a that And I'm sick with the money, I can cough a stack I can sneeze some g's so baby let's roll.. She rockin' that shit like The way you rockin' that up in this club. I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love She rockin' that shit like The way you rockin' that up in this club There's nothing I can say She rockin' that shit like The way you rockin' that up in this club I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love She rockin' that shit like The way you rockin' that up in this club There's nothing I can say She rockin' that shit like.
A candid conversation over a few beers on how Deli Girls and the Brooklyn scene is thriving in spite of a lack of usable venues, and how the band has become an anchor amidst hard times. When we were starting out, it was in one of those lulls. It was all the backrooms of bars, similar venues like that. Really weird, one-off, odd places to have a show. Some basement, some weird room they have in the back…. T: …with their amp, their terrible lighting… their terrible mural. I really think there was a solid two years of that.
Ah the dreaded, evil shit test.
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