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My Review of "The Equalizer 3"
The Equalizer 3 is said to be 2023's last summer blockbuster action movie. It's hard to believe that it was even going to come out since Denzel Washington never does sequels. That's why the second movie was such a shock. That one turned out to be great. I love the Equalizer movie franchise and was excited when I heard this movie was coming out.
By Brian Anonymous10 months ago in Geeks
The Kissing Bug: A True Story of a Family, an Insect, and a Nation’s Neglect of a Deadly Disease
In this compelling and reflective book, Daisy Hernández, an esteemed author and journalist, delves into the profound impact of Chagas disease, an often neglected tropical ailment that affects many Latin American immigrants residing in the United States. By integrating scientific data with interviews conducted among families, Hernández effectively humanizes the phenomenon of this understated epidemic, shedding light on the wider healthcare disparities experienced by vulnerable populations.
By Reinhold Lautner10 months ago in BookClub
Sun & Moon
The first piece I ever wrote was about the sun and moon if I had to describe it. In my 8th grade science class , my teacher gave us an assignment to write a poem or story about space I thought of The sun being made by The devil, The moon being created by God. The reason I said the sun was created by Satan is only because its hot an also because how the the crime rate Goes up in summertime and heat from the sun causes humans to act out because the heat bothers the good parts of peoples soul and the sun rays cause people to be anger "hints another term for being angry is getting hot. At this time in my life, I lived in the urban part of Detroit, Michigan so most of the time all I saw was crimes, drugs, and violence, and the crime rate all was rose during the summertime, Another thing I paid attention to was how the moon was so bright during the darkest time of the night , and God side he is the light in the dark and and in my 12 year old imagaintion his light was watching over us at night and the stars are innocent souls that died on earth and seems they didn't get to shine on earth so he made them stars in the sky the brighter the start the more innocent the soul. I was only 12 years old at the time and I had kept this page with me for years I carried it everyday to school ,I got extra credit A for the story for that whole week and I know I wanted to be a writer every seens then. My dream Goals was to be NBA superstar but God had a back up plan for my life my I still play basketball as a simi pro basketball. I used to right love poems to girls I had crushes on when I was in middle school but I had a problem spelling ,one girls names I spelled wrong so my first flaw was working on my spelling ,I got laugh at alot of that I still to today but I put in the work on that but , lack of spelling didnt come from public schooling and is terrible doctrine I found out at 16 I was dyslexic But I learn not to claim that because words of power. As a kid one of my favorite video games was The legend of Zelda not just because I got to fight monster But how I had to read to get to the next part of the game, zelda has many Games and titles I only beat two of them, twilight princess and wind waker. The term Reading is fundamental I heard when was little ,I didnt understand it until I came across tough part In the game were I didnt understand the task because I was reading the words I just was not understanding What I was reading ,But as I practice my reading I startded understand the term Reading is fundamental. This game is not only help me work on reading but problem solving and spelling .My first I lost my first piece of work was lost in a flood on my basement or lost some in my old bookbag in Detroit and some of my other work Is lost as well I was hurt but I still kept writing and I still working on my writing today I have more then jsuts love poems and stuff about video games now as I matrue as a person I become better as a writer.
By Walter D. Witherspoon10 months ago in Writers
Hadji 1974
1st court appearance Hadji 1974 Chapter 12 Nearly everyone in the jail gathered in the courtyard for the volleyball match after lunch. The lines previously just drawn in the dirt were now amplified with white lime. A small step ladder was in place next to the net, and a referee stood atop it. A couple of line judges, recruited from other teams, were in place to make out of bounds calls on the side and back lines. It was decided that the match would be decided in a best of five format, instead of a single game, and a coin flip was used to see which side of the net each team would begin from. The teams would switch sides after one reached thirteen points, so that each would be subject to the same sun and wind conditions. In addition to the normal guards patrolling the catwalks, the warden and several of his aides were watching from his balcony. The referee climbed onto his perch, motioned the ready sign to each team, and brought his arm forward while blowing his whistle, to start the match. After a short volley to win serve, Joe racked off ten straight points with a variety of spinning serves, strategically placed near the out-of-bounds lines. It was the beginning of a volleyball clinic that we put on for them, including crisp passes to set up our big men for thunderous dunks and well-placed dinks. When it was my turn to serve, I sent the ball a mile in the air and watched as the Turks fought with each other for the return. On the front line, I would time my leap to intercept the ball as it crossed the net and slam it to the ground on the other side for a quick turnover. With the games well in hand, we allowed the Turks to get into double digits in all three games. We practiced plays and went for the spectacular slam or diving save to the roars of the crowd. The referee was experienced and very animated with his calls and play by play descriptions. With five points remaining in the third game, Joe unleashed his jump serve and ended the match without another return serve. We crossed the net and hugged and shook hands with our opponents, thanking them for a good game. As we headed back to retrieve our towels and other belongings, you could see money and goods exchange hands in traditional Turkish custom, for the end of a sporting event. The volleyball games became a fixture of the morning routine at the jail. Being gracious winners, we allowed the Turks to pick and choose from other teams to form super teams to “Beat the Americans”.
By Barron M Broomfield10 months ago in Chapters