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2,703,672	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643	🔥"Harvest Moon: Mated To My Four Stepbrothers"😍💞💕Read more👉👉	😍When I was 14, Mom found her Second Chance. I’ve gained four protective big stepbrothers! But I don’t know they are all my Mates and they know it but keep it from me because of my young age... ----------------------------- Chapter 1 Answers Finding your Mate is the best thing for a Lycan or a Werewolf, but finding her when she is not of age, yet.... Four Brothers find their Mate on the Harvest Moon. None of them mention it, she is too young. None of them know they share a Mate. How will they cope with her so close by..... What will happen when they find out the truth... *** Daniel’s P.O.V. I walk into the conference room to see everyone waiting for me, I sit down at the head of the table and take the time to look at my Sonfs before I divert my attention to the other people in the room. “The Council has asked me to pay a visit to a Pack that has requested help. Two of their neighboring Packs are at odds with one another and even though the Pack has remained neutral a few days ago a fight came within their borders.” I hear my Sons growl at my words and I see my Gamma rolling his eyes at the sounds. “No fatalities, but the Council wants me to put a stop to the quarrel. Just to make sure this doesn’t get out of hand.” I tell Brent and Gabe that they will come with me and they nod their acknowledgement of my demand. They have been with me as long as I have been alive, growing up together as their Fathers were my Father’s Beta and Gamma. I leave my Sons in charge during my absence and no one doubts my decision, everyone knows that my Sons can handle the Pack. They have done so for years and it makes it a little easier to travel at request of the Council. Traveling around also means I might be able to find a second chance Mate, something I had not wanted for a long time after losing my first Mate. From the moment we met I had known that we would not have forever. “Dad, where did you go?” Justin asks, pulling me from my thoughts. I look up and see that it is just the five of us, I know exactly why Brent and Gabe left as I had requested them to do so before the meeting. “The four of you have asked me the same two questions over the years and I was never ready to give an answer to those particular questions. Both questions are linked when it comes to answering them. After we lost your Mother we didn’t want a second chance and for that reason we stayed in the Pack’s territory, knowing that we wouldn’t find her here. This changed about five years ago, when I saw an old friend of mine again. He had also lost his first Mate and like me he didn’t want a second chance Mate, but he found her when she accidentally walked on to his territory. He showed me what I was missing in my life, especially if I decide to step down as Alpha. Joshua and I decided after that day that we would start looking for her and let the four of you take more responsibilities when it comes to the Pack. That is the main reason for me to help out the Council if they ask for my help.” I look at my Sons and they all have smiles on their faces, happy that I finally came to my senses. “What is the other question, Dad?” Jayce asks and I know this will be a harder one to answer. “When I met your Mother, the first thing she said to me was “I don’t know how much time we have together” and for a moment I didn’t know what to say to her. I had just met her and she was already talking about leaving me. Your Mother was born with a heart defect and not a single Doctor was able to help her. Every day she lived was a day on borrowed time and your Grandparents were happy with every day they could spend with her.” I let my Sons think about that for a moment before I continue with my story “Your Grandparents were so grateful that she found her Mate and for a few hours we hoped that with us marking each other her problems were solved. But it didn’t turn out that way and your Mother told me to reject her as she was afraid she couldn’t make me happy. Joshua and I told her that she was our Mate until the day she would die and that we would count our blessings for every day we had together. When she found out she was pregnant with you, Jayce, she panicked and for a few moments I was afraid I would lose her right then and there. It happened with every pregnancy and every time she made it through the pregnancy. Only for her to worry every single day that she wouldn’t be able to see all of you grow up, but she did manage to see you all grow up. The only thing she regretted in the end was that she would never meet your Mates or your children. She wanted you to know one thing, thou. She wouldn’t change anything even if it meant she could have spent more time with me. She loved each of you so much and I know she would be proud of the men the four of you have become.” I look at my Sons with tears in my eyes and even though they are all grown up I hear them sobbing. I hug my Sons one by one and I know they will cherish their Mates even more, when they finally find them. Jason helps me pack a suitcase for my visit and when he puts in some regular clothes I look at him questioningly. “Just in case, Dad.” He says as he looks at me with a huge grin on his face. My Sons are all very different in character and I hope they will find the women that will balance them, just as their Mother had been my balance. “Dad, I really hope that you will find her.” Jason whispers as he puts his hand on my shoulder. We are able to find our Mate after we turn eighteen, but only during the Harvest Moon and that is only once a year. Unlike my Sons I don’t have to wait for the Harvest Moon, I will be able to find my Mate on every day of the week. That is the benefit of having lost your first Mate, not that I like that I lost my first Mate. My second chance Mate will be able to find me, even if I am her first Mate. The Council is still trying to figure out why it works this way, but so far they have been unable to find the answers. Jax pulls me from my thoughts as he asks me when I will be leaving. “In the morning, so I can at least get a good night sleep. I just hope it won’t take me too long to resolve this. I want to be home for the Harvest Moon festival. Who knows, maybe you guys get lucky this year.” I answer him. My Sons all roll their eyes at me and I know that they doubt finding her any time soon. Gabe and Brent chuckle, because they know why my Sons are not fans of the festival and truth be told I can’t blame them. Gabe and Brent haven’t found their Mate either, but they seem content with things the way they are. They have been traveling around during the Harvest Moon for two reasons. For one to find their Mate and for the second, they want to know which Packs are not against same gender relationships. Yeah, both my Beta and Gamma are gay and I couldn't care less about it, they are my friends. So, every year they each pick a Pack to travel to and if it is a good Pack, the other will travel there the year after. So far there have been a handful of Packs that don’t like same gender Mates, but for the most part they have been welcomed with open arms. Because we are going away on Council business, they decided to spend this year at home and travel to the Packs they chose next year. They said they didn’t mind waiting another year. Chapter 2 The Lycan Alpha Hunter’s P.O.V. Mom told me to come straight home from school and I know why she is so adamant about it. Our neighbors to the west and south of our territory are at odds with one another. With school positioned near both borders, she is afraid something might happen to me. It has been going on for weeks now and no one knows how or when this will end. Our Alpha has remained neutral during it all, but two weeks ago their fighting had crossed our borders. Luckily no one got killed and only two Warriors had gotten injured , but it had been the reason for our Alpha to contact the Council. Tomorrow, the Alpha of the largest Lycan Pack would be arriving and we all hoped that he would be able to put a stop to this argument between those Packs. “Mom, I’m home.” I shout as I open the door of our cottage. I hear noises coming from the kitchen and a smile crosses my face, because that means Mom is making preparations for dinner. “Hello, Pumpkin. How was school?” She asks as she looks over her shoulder. After I grab a bottle of water from the fridge, I kiss her on the cheek and sit down at the kitchen island. I tell her how my day went and I ask her about her day. As the Pack-Doctor she is always busy and I enjoy the time we get to spend together. She tells me about the new Pack-members our Alpha had welcomed in about a month ago and one of them is also a Doctor. We both know that it means more time for us to spend together and I hope it means we can do some traveling. Maybe Mom will be able to find her Mate, she deserves to be happy and I know her Mate will take care of that for her. I never knew my Father, he died before I was born and from the stories I heard he was a rogue. Mom had met him after she had turned eighteen and he had tricked her. She had never met a Lycan in her life and she had believed every word he told her. He had told her that she wouldn’t feel the bond the way Werewolves do, because he was a Lycan. He told her that his Lycan knew that she was his Mate and that she would feel tingles, but not the pull as between Werewolves. What Mom had not known was that he had spiked her drink and the drugs had made her feel the tingles. When she woke in the morning, they had been mated and marked and that is when she found out that he had tricked her. The Council had been hunting my Father, because my Mother was not his first victim. Her Alpha had banished her from the Pack, her parents had disowned her and the Council had found her a new Pack that took her in. A few weeks after the Council put my Father to death, she found out she was pregnant. She never regretted having me and I know that she loves me whole heartedly. We both just hope that her Mate will understand, if she ever finds him. “Mom, did you hear about the Alpha that is coming here?” I ask her and she nods her head, but she says nothing. I can feel that she is not at ease, that she is anxious about meeting a Lycan again. I get off my seat, walk over to her and hug her as I say, “It will be fine, Mom.” During dinner we talk about traveling, about my education and about Mates. We talk about everything we can think of and soon we realize that it is near midnight. It is a good thing tomorrow is a Saturday or Mom would be flipping out. Aspen’s P.O.V. I almost cut myself, when Hunter asked me about the Lycans that will be staying here for the next few days. When I was informed that the Council was sending an Alpha to help solve the trouble, I was grateful for the help they were sending. That was until I had looked at my Alpha and I knew I wouldn’t like the rest of his story. When he told me that the Alpha of the largest Lycan Pack would be coming, I almost ran from the room. Alpha Malcolm knows my history with Lycans and he felt obligated to inform me personally. He asked me to be present when the Lycans arrived and for a moment I had wanted to scream, but I had just nodded my head. Right now I want to run for the woods as two black SUV's are approaching the Pack-house. Malcolm puts his hand on my lower back and whispers “You will be fine, Aspen. We have your back.” I look at Malcolm as the doors of the SUV’s open and suddenly I hear a vicious growl, while I smell the most enticing scent ever. My head snaps towards the cars and I know that I have just found my Mate. Even though Malcolm knows what is going on, he steps in front of me and so do his Beta and Gamma. My Mate growls even louder and I start to fear for my Alpha and his men. “You might want to calm down a bit, Bad Boy.” I hear Hunter say and I see that she is standing in front of my Mate. He looks at her and my heart rate is picking up its pace. “Your kind has caused her enough pain, so back off.” Hunter growls, I have never seen my Daughter act like this and I fear of what he might do to her. To everyone’s surprise he puts his hands up and takes a step back. “I would like to talk to my Mate, if you don’t mind.” He says as he is looking at me and I hear Hunter whisper “Mom.” I hear my Mate growl and I see the disappointment in his eyes. But Hunter wouldn’t be Hunter if she didn’t see it as well. “Alpha Daniel, you might want to listen to my Mother’s story before you judge her.” Despite being scared I smile at my Daughter’s words, I ask Alpha Malcolm if we can use his office and he just nods his head. “Hunter, you might as well join us. If you don’t mind, Alpha Daniel?” He follows us as we walk into the Pack-house and Hunter grabs my hand to calm my nerves down. My heart is racing, my palms are sweaty and my hands are shaking as I open the door to the office. Hunter slumps down in an armchair as I make my way over to the window, once I know that the door is closed and once my Mate has taken a seat I start telling him my story. As I am talking I can feel him getting up and walking closer, I feel more anxious the closer he gets and I start to lose track of where I am in telling him the truth. The moment he touches me, I stop talking and Hunter finishes my story. “I am sorry.” I whisper. I fear that he will reject me and I can’t blame him if he does. “You were not at fault. He was and he paid the price for it. I am sorry that he fooled you and what your Family did to you. I promise that I will take care of you and your Daughter. I will not turn my back on you, you are my Mate and I will never let you go.” He says as he pulls me in to his arms. I lean my head against his shoulder and release the breath I didn’t know I was holding. He starts to nuzzle my neck and a moan escapes my lips. “Okay, that is my cue to get out of here.” Hunter says as she jumps up and heads for the door. My Mate chuckles as I turn beet-red, because for a moment I forgot that she was in the room with us. Chapter 3 Beating the Gamma Daniel’s P.O.V. The moment I open the door, I smell the most delectable smell I have ever smelled and I know that I have found my second chance. Seeing another man touching what is mine, makes me growl. When I see the three men stepping in front of my Mate, my Lycan really loses his temper and growls even louder. When I hear the young girl speak, I wonder why she is talking so disrespectfully at an Alpha. Until I hear the girl speak again, that is when I know something else happened to my Mate and I really go ballistic. My Lycan loses it when we hear the girl refer to our Mate as Mom, because I realize that my Mate either didn’t wait for me or I am her second chance as well. As Mother and Daughter explain their history, I have to restrain my Lycan from pushing forward. I want my Mate to know that I accept her, no matter what. My Mate turns beet-red at Hunter’s words and I know that she will be a handful. “Alpha, what about the girl?” One of my men links me and I link Gabe to keep an eye on her. “I am at a disadvantage here. You know my name, thanks to your Daughter, but I don’t know yours.” I say as I turn her around. “My name is Aspen.” She says and I can drown in her beautiful deep-brown eyes. I pull her closer against my body, and that is when someone clears their throat. “Sorry to interrupt, Alpha. The girl is not too happy with Gabe watching her.” Brent says and I hear my Mate giggle. Ugh, I love that sound and I will make sure I hear it again and again. “You think that is funny, Beautiful?” I ask her and with a smile on her face she looks up at me, nodding her head. “This is Brent, my Beta. Gabe is my Gamma and he will keep an eye on her, whether she likes it or not.” I say and my Mate bursts out laughing. “I wish him luck.” She says as she is still laughing and Brent and I both stare at Aspen. “Hunter is fourteen and as stubborn and strong-headed as can be. Alpha Malcolm started her training when she was eleven and she out does his best Warriors.” “Alpha, you better get out here.” A Warrior links me and I guess we are going to find out if this has anything to do with Hunter. I grab Aspen’s hand and walk out of the Pack-house. I don’t know if I should be furious or that I should laugh my head off and I opt for the latter as I see Gabe face down with Hunter’s boot in his neck. Aspen and Brent join me as Gabe is still trying to get from under her foot. “Hunter, can you please release my Gamma?” I ask her out of breath. She looks at me and says “This is your Gamma? Maybe you should replace him if he can’t handle a fourteen year old.” Gabe is gawking as the words sink in. She steps away from Gabe and offers him her hand, but Gabe is too busy staring at her. She shrugs her shoulders and walks away, yelling over her shoulder “See you later, Mom.” Gabe finally comes to his senses and gets to his feet, still staring after Hunter. “Alpha, who is that girl?” He asks and I introduce him to Aspen. “I will explain their story later, but Hunter is Aspen’s Daughter.” I see a dumbfounded look on his face and am surprised by his remark “But you’re a Werewolf.” She nods her head, but she doesn’t say anything else. “How old was she?” Is all I ask because I know that Aspen will understand my question. Aspen looks up at me and says, “She was eleven and I am glad that I read up on Lycan shifting or I wouldn’t have known what to do.” My men gasp, because it is very unusual for a Lycan to come out at such a young age. I ask her about Hunter’s training and it turns out that Alpha Malcolm had done some reading up on that topic. Alpha Malcolm lets us know that our rooms are ready, but I already know that I will not be sleeping alone tonight. The only question is where will I be sleeping tonight. “Sorry, but duty calls.” Aspen says. “I am needed at the infirmary and I think you are needed at the south border.” I look at Malcolm and he nods his head. “Fine, but one of my men will be staying with you.” I say and she can tell that I won’t budge on that topic. She shrugs her shoulders and walks off after she gives me a kiss on my cheek. I send Victor with her and he follows her quickly. Victor links me that everything is under control at the infirmary, so Aspen is going home. Knowing that I will be occupied for a while longer, I tell him to go with her. Almost two hours later, things have settled at the south border and I can’t wait to see my Mate. I ask Malcolm on which floor of the Pack-house Aspen lives and he tells me that they live in a cottage, not far from the school. So, I ask if he can show me where Aspen lives as we are on our way to the Pack-house and he points behind us. “Down that dirt-road.” Is all I get out of him. I turn on my heels and quickly find the road he mentioned. I can smell her and my Lycan is going frantic, he wants me to hurry up. I start to walk faster, because like my Lycan I want to be with my Mate. At the front-door I hesitate, but then I open it and shout “Honey, I’m home.” I walk into the kitchen, just in time to see Hunter spitting out whatever she had in her mouth and she almost falls of her chair from laughter. Luckily, I am fast enough to catch her and as I put her back on the chair I say “Take it easy, girl. You could have hurt yourself.” I see tears forming in her eyes and I pull her into my arms, telling her that I am sorry if I startled her. She shakes her head against my chest and I pull back to look at her. “You didn’t startle me; it is just that it has always just been me and Mom. No one else that cared for me, no one else that was there to catch me if I needed it.” “Hunter, I will always catch you. I will always be there if you need me, don’t ever doubt that.” And I know that I have to tell them about my history. “I was once lucky enough to find my fated Mate, but I lost her many years ago. She left me behind with four grown Sons, when she died. After decades of being alone, I started hoping that I would find a second chance and with your Mother I did. We all have a past, whether it is years old or decades old.” Aspen has put her arm around my waist and Hunter has put her hand against my cheek. For the first time since I lost my first Mate, I feel whole again and I tell them both that. Hunter’s P.O.V. Daniel tells about his first Mate and his Sons during dinner and I can’t wait to meet them. No longer an only child and Daniel’s jaw drops when I say those words out loud. “Well, you’re stuck with me now, Dad.” I say teasingly and he reaches over the table to mess up my hair. 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2,704,015	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2704014}'	No	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643	✨ 19 Superstar DJs from around the world		LEARN_MORE	https://gcircuit.com/ticketing.php	GCIRCUIT	https://www.facebook.com/GCIRCUIT/	358,994	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	gcircuit.com	CAROUSEL		https://gcircuit.com/ticketing.php	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fagc3-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481479088_9981620685201356_9021043846134012871_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hSmXDXANSMoQ7kNvgEN7k5G&_nc_oc=Adii6dtBGJNGZaTNmOAK3EcjwAEyrlJLTuXvyKRfFtqeoLb4qw3CcB9mWVTnnZ7kNtl3AujXcwP5bNLCt_pROHGj&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fagc3-1.fna&_nc_gid=A076IDaY_WFEfcSg6P1a2DL&oh=00_AYAylByur06e94EINt-VI8AkUxkZ89eP0iuyhlG9CoeOYg&oe=67C611E3	PERSON_PROFILE	0	GCIRCUIT	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,703,813	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643		A Renaissance of gay men Love. I dream of a gallery filled with breathtaking oil paintings from the Renaissance—except this time, they tell our story. What if history had always celebrated us? What if the masterpieces of the past reflected the beauty of men who loved men? This is the gallery I dream of—a space where gay men love is timeless, just as it has always been. Would you step into this reimagined past? Let’s talk in the comments! #GaymenRenaissance #GayHistory #LGBTQArt #HiddenLove #gaymenhistory #artgallerys	SHOP_NOW	https://www.etsy.com/shop/PrideNostalgia	pride_nostalgia	https://www.instagram.com/_u/pride_nostalgia	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	www.etsy.com	VIDEO		https://www.etsy.com/shop/PrideNostalgia	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/461337722_8727857387271906_4646406171462483480_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=-fuiYs72GNAQ7kNvgF3QWNB&_nc_oc=Adjmj1SVDCRUt_CjaBqvcv0pLKnqOZ-lhd_2Uym3-PJOzvOhDAwptB-dX3efL46RXXk6MLxhgMwampSy43IPde2g&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYDER8xukX6X-8FQtDtMab_bo4VEwAbAMGuyOr3unc91Aw&oe=67C60C08	IG_ADS_IDENTITY	1	pride_nostalgia	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,703,319	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2703318}'	Yes	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643	Clothing that is you AF 🌈	Explore and shop our androgynous styles, fearlessly redefining norms as we pave the way for a gender-neutral world of fashion. Come be a part of our journey today!💛🦊	SHOP_NOW	https://androgynousfox.com/products/hoodies-are-ga	Androgynous Fox	https://www.facebook.com/androgynousfox/	7,202	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	androgynousfox.com	DCO	Be True to Yourself	https://androgynousfox.com/products/hoodies-are-gay-zip-up-hoodie?utm_source={{site_source_name}}&utm_medium=paid_social&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{ad.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fagc3-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481051848_580733134987322_8693942780462906981_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=HVLYod6zhFYQ7kNvgG3Q9Wy&_nc_oc=AdhMvxVsieT1vMnAF5s75UJX27klLNobPVkKl9Z7xKWowZIqbR221eXPAX2gagZyXPo06N0UykTcy51sDlYPsZtl&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fagc3-1.fna&_nc_gid=AVXFo7hgs_R-ECwedL43_Ss&oh=00_AYCi3dZrJ3ycpWkoMCqezJ6LpvMZbIpybzsvgXZpkPX8HA&oe=67C5E8BF	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Androgynous Fox	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,703,477	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2702934}'	No	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643	🎁Ưu Đãi 70% Cho 15 KH để lại SĐT Ngay Tại Đây	🔥""CẬU NHỎ"" HÓA ""CẬU TO"" - KHÔNG XÂM LẤN CHUẨN Y KHOA ➔ Kích thước “cậu em” tượng trưng cho bản lĩnh đàn ông, TO RỒI VẪN MUỐN TO HƠN 😆😆😆 ➔ Siêu công nghê RIVE MAX - Làm 1 lần, sướng cả đời ➔ Không hiệu quả HOÀN TIỀN GẤP 2 - Bảo hành 15 năm BẰNG VĂN BẢN ⏱️60P Thực hiện: 🥒Tăng đồng bộ chu vi và chiều dài cậu nhỏ. 🥒Tăng hưng phấn và thời gian QH 🥒Hỗ trợ yếu sinh lý ở nam giới. 📌 TRỢ GIÁ 70% CHI PHÍ - DUY NHẤT HÔM NAY TRÊN BÀI VIẾT NÀY 👉🏻 Phương pháp ĐIỀU TRỊ CHUẨN Y KHOA ✔️ Công nghệ độc quyền, phác đồ chuyên biệt hóa ✔️ KHÔNG phẫu thuật - KHÔNG biến chứng - KHÔNG sưng nề AN TOÀN - NHANH CHÓNG - TIẾT KIỆM ➡️ Để lại SĐT hoặc gửi tin nhắn để được tư vấn với bác sĩ chuyên khoa ❗️❗️❗️ ------------------------ 💎 DR. JANG SUNG SU – TĂNG SIZE CẬU NHỎ CHUẨN Y KHOA ✅ Điều hành bởi Dr. Jang Sung Su - Top 10 bác sĩ Nam khoa uy tín nhất tại Hoa Kỳ, hội viên cao cấp của 12 hiệp hội y khoa thế giới. ✅ Được Bộ Y tế Việt Nam cấp phép và tuân thủ nghiêm ngặt các tiêu chuẩn y tế, Dr. Jang Sung Su luôn đặt chất lượng và sự an toàn của khách hàng lên hàng đầu. ✅ 100% công nghệ đạt chứng nhận quốc tế bởi FDA (Hoa Kỳ) & CE (Châu Âu) về độ hiệu quả và an toàn. ✅ Đội ngũ Bác sĩ - Chuyên gia với hơn 15 năm kinh nghiệm trong ngành, không ngừng nghiên cứu và cải tiến để mang lại giải pháp tối ưu nhất cho phái mạnh. ✅ Dr. Jang Sung Su tự hào là điểm đến của hàng nghìn kiều bào, nghệ sĩ, doanh nhân, chính khách và giới thượng lưu tin chọn. ❖ Giấy phép HĐ: 09356/HCM - GPHĐ do Sở Y tế Thành phố Hồ Chí Minh cấp ❖ Giấy phép QC: 139/2024/XNQC-SYTHCM do Sở Y tế Thành phố Hồ Chí Minh cấp ❖ CCHN Bác sĩ Nguyễn Quang Anh: 0036215/HCM-CCHN do Sở Y Tế Thành phố Hồ Chí Minh cấp ❖ CCHN Bác sĩ Phạm Thị Thu Hà: 005423/HNO-CCHN do Sở Y tế Thành phố Hà Nội cấp ----------------⚜️ ⚜️ ⚜️ ----------------- Dr. Jang Sung Su - Tăng Size Cậu Nhỏ Không Phẫu Thuật Chuẩn Y Khoa ☎Hotline: 092.6589.345 ⏰Giờ mở cửa: 8h00 - 20h00 #Tangsize #Caunho #DrJangSungSu	MESSAGE_PAGE		Dr. Jang Sung Su - Tăng Size Cậu Nhỏ Không Phẫu Thuật	https://www.facebook.com/100085107361052/	1,970	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message		VIDEO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fagc3-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481087433_1748166806042707_2216831096281818752_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=X_WdNjOI_NwQ7kNvgEaeRD4&_nc_oc=AdhKclyPNczpM43dQlTeVgJhq0yYifZSDjzHC-npECAGAlJGIi1uy8qR0GSfEb9IwNXU4GioiG-DnxwflibD8k_z&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fagc3-2.fna&_nc_gid=AF6oL9uSWltvjo89rlA9nUo&oh=00_AYANTDcP2rOxELvzcFjXQCLqeyQwsX9ZUwV5sSTsM6lrXw&oe=67C5FE0A	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Dr. Jang Sung Su - Tăng Size Cậu Nhỏ Không Phẫu Thuật	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,704,021	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2704014}'	Yes	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643	✨ 19 Superstar DJs from around the world		LEARN_MORE	https://gcircuit.com/ticketing.php	GCIRCUIT	https://www.facebook.com/GCIRCUIT/	358,994	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	gcircuit.com	CAROUSEL		https://gcircuit.com/ticketing.php	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fagc3-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480750407_1164392265194305_3407766673981981760_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9DUuxbyoPC8Q7kNvgFpBPtF&_nc_oc=AdgqdU5wk5UH97d9XqqVbqxLcrrBCQm_JYPb5RSWbfQEBVnUp1naZJrI10IlcTcaZvNEfQqFRGSnjDzQwfHVRtCg&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fagc3-1.fna&_nc_gid=A076IDaY_WFEfcSg6P1a2DL&oh=00_AYC3tztGNE6KFVBvogF8271SqOZAY6gFwFTXXswKN3stXA&oe=67C612FF	PERSON_PROFILE	0	GCIRCUIT	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
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2,703,010	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643	❤️Click To Read More👉	In a "Fking Plane"! No amount of alcohol could subdue the violent swirling that wreaked havoc on my insides as the Boeing 747, jutted violently from the runway saying “Goodbye” to Texas. White knuckled, panting erratically as the massive metal cylinder on steroids, climbed high into the cloudy blue horizon as Houston became nothing but a distant memory. Finally, hearing the mechanical ding signaling we could resume our normal air-traveling activities. Grabbing my ear buds, while switching my Samsung over to my music playlist as my laptop fired to life with its majestic background screen of the Supernatural Zodiac. I know… I am a dork but something about the supernatural always drew my attention, wondering what it would be like to shift into a creature regardless of what it was. Keep Dreaming Elicia. “Are you okay, sweety?” The well-aged woman with soft jade eyes and creamy ivory-tanned skin, smiled softly as she tapped my white knuckles with her slender finger. “Yes, for now. I’m not a big fan of planes.” Laughing nervously as the soft, gray leather captain’s chair embraced my trembling body that was a last-minute change from coach. Why not fly comfortably? “I could tell by that “Death Grip” you had on that poor armrest. Would you like a drink?” She smiled softly as her soft floral fragrance graced my nostrils, recognizing the “White Diamonds” by Elizabeth Taylor that the head mistress of the orphanage wore like a second layer of clothing. “I’m only nineteen.” I whispered to her softly, noticing how the royal blue silk blouse draped delicately over her slender frame like a dancer’s physique. “Shush. Our little secret.” She motioned to the flight attendant working the First-class cabin, watching as the middle-aged woman brushed her hand delicately down the forearm of a gentleman as she approached with a condescending smile. “Umm…Mary. Could I get a whiskey on the rocks and a coke for this young lady?” The lady spoke with a regal tone as she tapped her warm hand against mine. Tilting her head enough to read the name tag “Mary”, pinned to the blue double-breasted suit jacket that flashed her cleavage with a “sultry” peek-a-boo of the red lace bra. Her curly brown locks with heavy blonde highlights, nodded firmly as she quickly turned with those red tinted lips that was “so the wrong color” for her skin complexion. “She seemed “pleasant”.” Her soft chuckle made me feel at ease as I scrolled through my acceptance letter for the International School of Fine Arts in London with full scholarship. “More condescending than pleasant.” Laughing lightly as her eyes flashed with a beautiful hue of jade, gazing down at my laptop with a perked brow. “I’m Elicia by the way.” Holding my hand out to shake as her slender fingers, cupped my hand between hers with a gentle embrace like a polite southern greeting between two dear friends. “Eve Arkas.” She smiled softly as her eyes studied my screen with a bright glint of excitement. Her soft facial features spoke care-free, a woman of wisdom. “Nice to meet you, Eve.” Smiling as the flight attendant returned with a whiskey on the rocks and a coke, smiling politely at the fake Mary as she went back to the gentleman in the front row. Smirking as Eve switched our drinks, slipping me another coke from her bag as she motioned for me to drink the whiskey, while the flight attendant was busy flirting and chatting with the tailored suit gentleman with a man-bun of golden locks. Sighing heavily as the warm burn gently coated my throat, swirling darkly as it hit my empty stomach with a soothing burn of relaxation. “Thank you.” Whispering softly as she waved her hand softly at my remark, pointing to my laptop with a bright smile. “Fine Arts. What area?” She smiled brightly, sipping her coke as the ice clinked hollowly against the cheap glass. “Oh, Dance and Music.” Looking back at my screen, studying the information provided for check-in, housing, and start date, wanting to make sure I had everything in order before landing in London. “Dance and Music, what a unique combination. What do you play?” Her voice held a certain calm, and gentleness that made me want to laydown in her lap and let those slender fingers brush gently through my purple and blue ombre locks that hung in gentle waves past my shoulders. “Piano and everything else. I always had a natural gift to learn, and music was my “safe zone”.” Smiling softly at those jade eyes as she nodded in a soft agreement. “It’s always good to have a “safe zone” but why would a beautiful young lady like you, need a “safe zone”?” Her question hit hard, debating if I should share my story with a stranger or just keep it simple. Fk it! New Life, New me. “I was abandoned outside a firehouse in DeWalt Texas and placed in the care of a local orphanage as an infant.” Looking out the window as the sun’s golden rays, illuminated the cotton ball field of white puffy clouds as Eve’s warm hand gently rubbed along my forearm. Closing my eyes as her warmth stirred something deep within, feeling the hot prickles at the corners of my eyes as tears slowly slipped down my cheeks. “Oh, Sweet Girl! I didn’t mean to make you cry.” Eve gasped softly as she reached into her purple leather Chanel purse, retrieving a soft ivory handkerchief with delicate embroidery of “EVE” stitched in a dusty blue scriptwriting along the corner. Waving my hand as she patted at my puffy cheeks, nodding “Thank you” as she leaned back, hissing lowly as the flight attendant increased her flirting with an obnoxious laugh that sounded more like a dying cow. “I’m sorry, it’s just my boyfriend, well, ex-boyfriend was supposed to be on this flight with me but here “I am”, alone.” Sighing heavily, closing my laptop as my ear buds blinked “ready”, looking up at the soft illumination of the cabin trying to settle the mess of emotions that swirled dangerously in my consciousness. Abandoned again. “It sounds like he hurt you badly.” Eve sipped her coke, side glancing me as my body went rigid at her words. How the “Hell” could she tell? Was she some kind of “Psychic”? Side-glancing the petite woman as she rolled her eyes in annoyance, smirking at the fact I was not the only passenger that found the flight attendant “Mary” desperate for attention annoying. “Relax. People don’t realize they wear their emotions so openly; plus, the tone you speak of “him” is less than pleasant.” Her smile tilted as she leaned back gracefully with her fingers laced delicately across her lap. “Yeah.” Replying shortly, leaning back into the cool leather seat as images of Bain and Krystal flooded my thoughts, feeling a strange swirling heat creep along my body. Miss Clay, the head mistress of the “Guiding Light Orphanage” allowed me to move out at sixteen because I was academically stable, and she knew living in a small-town orphanage was no place for a “Talented Soul” as she referred to my love of the fine arts. So, the little studio apartment above the garage became my “home” for the next two years. Bain was a drummer, funny, well-built with dark sandy locks that highlighted his natural amber eyes. He was the classic “Bad Boy”, so I was always getting an ear-full whenever Miss Clay saw him over at the apartment. Rolling my eyes at the fact she was right that entire time. It was weird, the whole time we went to school he never even acknowledged my existence, until the summer of Senior year. I was in the school auditorium, playing “Clair De Lune” on the baby grand that stayed hidden in the stage left access. The tight twang of the cords as they reverberated off the tri-level tiers, sang tenderly to my heart as a shadow sat silently in the third level balcony. Scaring the shit out of me as I covered the baby grand with the black velvet sheet, clapping with that smug smirk that made his dimples pop cutely. Kick-starting the rollercoaster of our relationship for the remaining Senior year, deciding to surprise him after graduation with an International trip to explore the history of Fine Arts abroad. He always made me feel “special” so expect my fking surprise, when I stood in the doorway of my apartment, listening to the sickening moans of Krystal as her legs wrapped tightly around Bain’s thrusting hips. Swallowing the bile that crept up angerly, turning quickly on my heel as the door slammed violently behind me. Hearing that “Bitch’s” voice call for Bain as he rushed after me in his ripped, stone washed jeans that I “Fking” bought for him with my “Fking” tips, working at the diner during the dinner rush. Gasping loudly as his hot, sweaty palm gripped my bicep turning me around to face his flushed, sweaty torso that glistened against the hot Texas sun. Thanks to his cardio with that slut in my bed, in my apartment. Slapping him forcefully before any words could leave his mouth. “Enjoy.” Was all I said as the “Lyft” driver pulled-up in a metallic blue Jeep wrangler, quickly getting in with my duffle bag clinched tightly to my chest, tossing my hiking bag to the side. “Elicia, open the fking door.” Bain commanded as his hot palm, tapped on the tinted window with a ghostly outline of steam as the Texas heat evaporated the sweat from his palm on touch. “Houston Airport, please.” Speaking softly as the tears finally broke past the barrier, watching as Bain ran along the sidewalk, holding up his jeans as they drifted down those muscular hips that always drove me wild. Thank the “Gods” I managed to keep my virginity, but I still sinned. “There’s bottled water in the back.” The driver spoke softly as he navigated the highway traffic, taking me to the airport to start the next chapter of my life without Bain. I was stupid not listening to Miss Clay and the others, warning me about Bain and his past. Krystal was his girlfriend before we got together, knowing “full-well” she had cheated on him with a friend only made it sourer. “Elicia?” Eve’s soft voice broke me from my treacherous thoughts as her warm hand, smoothed out the strange tingling that seemed to have intensified while I thought back on Bain and his betrayal. “You’re better off. Besides, you are young, beautiful, and who knows what London holds for you in the future. Enjoy it.” She smiled brightly with a playful shrug of her shoulder. “Beautiful is pushing it.” Laughing lightly as the short blonde haired flight attendant, carted our complimentary meals around with a flamboyant smile that radiated his joyful personality. I could eat that “all” up. OH MY GOD! Elicia, you deserve a better guy! Get yourself together. The Watchmen Elicia: “Chicken or Steak, ladies?” He hummed the words as his hands waved in a flowy display of grandeur. “Chicken please.” Smiling at his larger-than-life smile as he quickly prepped our meals, placing them down with a playful bow as he handed over our silverware. “And to drink?” He winked at me, pointing to the empty glass lingering softly with the woodsy bouquet of whisky. “I’ll have another whiskey and Elicia will have another coke, please Randi.” Eve winked at Randi as his eyes glimmered brightly with a strange red hue mixed with a soft green. “Yes, Mama Eve.” Randi chuckled softly as Eve swatted playfully at his muscular arm, handing over two whiskeys and cokes, prancing away before anything could be said. “Why did he call you “Mama Eve”?” Leaning over to ask her quietly, looking around the cabin at the elegantly dressed passengers against my torn skinny jeans, black gladiator sandals and Black Sabbath t-shirt with a blue tank peeking from the slits cut into the fabric. “Oh, Randi. He’s a family friend that showed up to my door years ago looking for a little guidance.” Eve smiled softly as she placed a delicate bite of chicken into her mouth with a soft hum. Not wasting anytime as the buttery garlic, erupted in a full-flavor overload as the tender chicken mixed nicely with the whiskey that still laced my tongue. Silently enjoying our meal as the vast blue ocean, blanketed the earth below as the white fluffs of clouds danced beautifully over the horizon. Laughing softly as Randi approached with his cart, collecting our trays as he whispered something to Eve, causing her to laugh lightly. “Randi, behave. She’s innocent.” Eve winked at me playfully, feeling my face erupt into a fiery blush as Randi kissed my knuckles with a playfully purr. His blue slacks hugged dangerously against his muscular physique as his white button-up dress shirt failed at hiding his well-defined torso, standing with that muscular hand draped along the headrest. “How do you know I am “innocent”?” Laughing at her perked brow as Randi’s soft green eyes lit up like the Fourth of July, licking those plump pink lips that sat gently against his sun kissed skin. “I have my ways.” She shooed Randi away with a heavy sigh as she leaned over, motioning to me to come closer. “Randi’s gay, but he wanted to know if he could show you around in London.” She leaned back, closing her eyes softly as her face relaxed in a soft humming. “Well, that would be nice seeing that this is all new to me, but I couldn’t impose like that.” Leaning back, sliding the window shade down as the plane banked against the setting sun. “Pleasure would be all mine.” Randi spooked me from my quiet pose as he stood in the aisle next to Eve with his fists resting on his hips, popping a playful wink. “Are you sure? I was just going to go straight to the apartment provided.” Noticing Eve was napping peacefully with her hands tucked gently against her waist. “Non-sense. Just wait for me at the luggage claims and I will make sure your first night in London is one to remember.” Randi handed me a sticky with his number and a smiley with its tongue sticking out as he went back to tending the passengers, nestling back into the chair for a nap before landing. ~~ “Kitten.” A deep timbered voice called to me, floating through the swirling fog with a heavenly scent of Christmas licking darkly against my tingling flesh. Gasping in shock as my trembling body was plucked from the swirling fog, strapped down to a cloud-like bed as four “Muscular Gods” paced around the swirling fog with glowing amber hazel eyes. “OH GOD!” Gasping between my trembling lips as eight muscular hands, reached from the dense fog, massaging and caressing every inch of my blazing skin into an avalanche of moaning curses. “Such a “Temptress”.” Another timbered voice spoke smoothly from the swirling fog as my body jolted and shook with each rushing caress as my core melted into a vast ocean of burning desire and lust. “What do you “desire”?” Another timbered voice sliced through the rushing electricity as my body rocketed back into the fog, reaching, yearning for the warmth that evaded my body as it plunged faster through the swirling darkness. “Bye, Lassie.” A fourth voice spoke almost shyly as my body jolted awake, clenching my thighs together, panting erratically as the “fasten seat belt” dinged loudly, dropping my head back against the seat. I’m losing my “ever loving mind”, dreaming about “four” men. No, not men. “Sex Gods” or even “Masters of Pleasure and Pain”. Oh, MY God! Elicia, you need to lay off the books for a while, especially that E. Dark. I can’t help it! There’s something about her books that short-circuit my brain function, and know I am dreaming about “four hunks of muscles” devouring my body. ~~ Freshening up, while Randi changed into his “normal” cloths before we embarked on our journey into the gorgeous landscape of London. “Elicia, you ready girly?” His playful banter filled the quiet bathroom as I tussled my flattened locks back to life with a few finger strokes, adding my final touch of gloss to highlight my natural rose-tinted lips. I wasn’t anything spectacular at 5’6 with a little extra curve, emphasized by the black club dress that refused to stay mid-thigh as I strutted out the bathroom with my duffle and hiking bag strapped firmly to my shoulders. “DAMN! 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How poetic! Rolling my eyes playfully. Laughing darkly as Randi jumped out, running around the car to open my door with his stone washed jeans, flexing against his leg muscles and that black dress shirt hugging for dear life against his torso as he high fived the bouncer in passing. “I take it you’re a regular?” Laughing darkly as the lights flashed in a dark harmony with the thumping bass, following Randi through the bustling crowd of sweaty intoxicated bodies. “London is my second “home”.” He smiled brightly as he leaned over the bar high fiving a muscular, dark haired male with dark chestnut eyes as he held up two fingers in a silent command. “Stick with me.” He spoke into my ear as the bartender slid over two tall glasses of neon blue liquid that smelled like blue raspberry and vodka. “Blue Breeze.” Randi smiled with a sultry wink as he sipped the drink, scanning the club with a predatory gaze. Tasting the sweet burst of blue raspberry mixed heavily with the distilled vodka as Randi grabbed my hand, leading me through the crowd towards the thumping bass as my body swayed naturally to the rhythm. Twirling in laughter as the crowd roared to life with the rhythmic beats, while Randi swayed and held firmly to my waist. The vodka mixing with the whiskey from the flight as the lights increased the euphoric sensation that coursed through my body, throwing my hands high as the DJ cranked the bass higher. Hair flying in all directions, hands fisting the hot sticky air as our bodies erupted into a frenzied battle of alcohol induced heat. “I need another.” Leaning back to Randi, holding up my empty drink as he spun me around quickly, snaking through the flowing crowd as hands grazed along my body with fiery snaps of electricity. Looking over my shoulder as the lights played dangerously against the crowd, feeling like I was being watched as the little hairs along my body became alerted. Bumping into Randi’s back as he stopped to talk with a well-defined hunk with gorgeous amber hazel eyes and dark reddish locks in a tight fade with a sexy tight-lined beard that was cut short. “Elias.” Was all I could hear over the thumping bass as they shared a weird stare down, slipping past them to the bar to refill my drink that was calling my name. “Five Hours” by Deorro thumped seductively against my burning flesh as the bartender slid my refreshed drink back into my hand, sipping the sweet alcohol as fiery snaps of electricity rolled along my spine. Snapping around as Elias and Randi stood on opposite sides of me, looking like some heated argument was being shared between the two. Gingerly sipping my fruity drink as my body ached to release all the frustration from today as three identical hunks appeared behind Elias and Randi’s stare down. Oh, Lort! Forgive me for I have sinned…Badly! An avalanche of Frasier fir, warm cider, cinnamon, and nutmeg rushed through my body, reveling in the fact it smelt like a warm cottage on Christmas, which was my favorite time of year. Each one looked exactly alike with muscular builds, dark reddish locks that enhanced their tight, chiseled facial features with soft pointed noses over plump pink lips that screamed to be kissed over and over. Colorful works of art, graced those delicious forearms with half-rolled sleeves at the elbows, sporting custom watches that paired nicely with their detailed artworks of colors. Involuntarily licking my lips, tasting Christmas mix with the fruity after taste of the blue raspberry and vodka. Shivering in an alcohol induced haze as those ambered hazel orbs, stared at me like I was a gourmet feast waiting to be tasted. Turning sharply to the bartender, pointing to my already empty glass as he quickly looked behind me with a strange flash of crimson across his eyes. Nodding firmly, grabbing my glass with a quick hand returning it with a soft smile before he disappeared back into the flashing lights that danced wildly along the bar. “Excuse me.” Laughing lightly as the music thumped to “Freaks” by Timmy Trumpet & Savage, throwing my hands up as my hips rolled and swayed to the bass, feeling the world wash away with each beat. Tossing my ombre locks around as the lights swirled and danced along my body, feeling my body quiver in euphoria as the bass grew louder against my sweating flesh. “Elicia.” Randi leaned next to my ear, spooking me as his hands grinded along my hips. “Who were those guys?” Shouting slightly over the bass as his body followed the natural flow of my rhythm, popping and grinding against each other. “The Watchmen” but don’t worry about them.” He laughed against my ear as our bodies melted into a drunken haze of bass induced euphoria. Forgetting about Bain and Krystal, and my lonely life back in Texas.	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2,703,799	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2703170}'	Yes	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643	Ổ CẮM ĐIỆN 3 TẦNG - 12 Ổ CẮM - 3 USB sạc 2A đặt hàng tại đấy 👉	Ổ CẮM ĐIỆN 3 TẦNG - 12 Ổ CẮM - 3 USB sạc 2A 🍁MÓN ĐỒ AI CHẮC CHẮN CŨNG SẼ MUA LẠI LẦN 2🍁 🔥 Ổ CẮM ĐIỆN 3 TẦNG - 12 Ổ CẮM - 3 USB sạc 2A 🔥 ✔️ Tự động ngắt điện khi quá tải ✔️Chất liệu: Nhựa PVC an toàn tuyệt đối, chuẩn ROHS ✔️Công suất: Nguồn 250V 16A 2500W ------------------------------------ 👍 ĐƯỢC kiểm tra ưng ý với chất lượng mới thanh toán 👍 ĐƯỢC Hỗ trợ đổi trả hàng nếu có lỗi do nhà sản xuất 👍 ĐƯỢC trải nhiệm sản phẩm tốt với giá cực ưu đãi 👍 ĐƯỢC Hỗ trợ 24/24 từ bộ phận CSKH	APPLY_NOW	https://www.luencosmetic.com/o-cam-dien-da-nang	Center Home Shopping Japan 3.1	https://www.facebook.com/reumajub/	161	1969-12-31 18:00	Apply now	www.luencosmetic.com	VIDEO		https://www.luencosmetic.com/o-cam-dien-da-nang	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fagc3-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481279841_1155740832721831_3135406219954769844_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=nJ3mb711h5cQ7kNvgEIIED4&_nc_oc=AdjcETaLODlmRu-dOy5oQvx272ZGAVbaBO6fyDGM-iNuBEAaT9sIguab5pBJDpd0KoLFYKhT8iVW7d4lBjsKGI7w&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fagc3-2.fna&_nc_gid=A3H8rcf5fnAuaZ1_MZiVLY8&oh=00_AYDSanFjpjfcmIpiFnLvgmA9TL6AtlJHDljqmwDzkhE_oA&oe=67C5F47B	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Center Home Shopping Japan 3.1	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,704,063	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2704059}'	No	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643			NO_BUTTON	https://www.cherrykitten.com/collections/crop-tank	Cherry Kitten	https://www.facebook.com/100090051963776/	55,816	1969-12-31 18:00	No Button	cherrykitten.com	CAROUSEL		https://www.cherrykitten.com/collections/crop-tank?sort_by=make-america-slxtty-again-y2k-crop-tank-top-cherrykitten,hot-sauce-slxt-y2k-crop-tank-top-cherrykitten,ometimes-im-mean-y2k-crop-tank-top-cherrykitten,but-i-am-gay-y2k-crop-tank-top-cherrykitten,hot-girls-anxiety-y2k-crop-tank-top-cherrykitten,tattoos-are-stupid-y2k-crop-tank-top-cherrykitten	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fagc3-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480982565_662172213018565_7620813632531347805_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rGroBdgSBEIQ7kNvgGn4BWi&_nc_oc=AdgBQbX_HwJYJgkI4qGSLyUhUGXI_J-Ub7TI9IRQNZW3XPGSfTwfrQZLfLNlsAxaZo3H0uIP6i3XbuZeHo5YyFEp&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fagc3-1.fna&_nc_gid=ARfyEx6dT5BVSmXqn_r3cB1&oh=00_AYDpmiNylw76yf3kY2efenaoLRriRzR9Z9YWLj6uTnh-mQ&oe=67C5EBBB	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Cherry Kitten	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,702,958	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2702934}'	Yes	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643		This Saturday will mark the date of the largest no-minimum-bid comics auction in the 55-year history of Mile High Comics! Over $100,000.00 in list price comic book rarities will be auctioned off over just a two-hour period, beginning at 11:30 AM. This month’s auction is in celebration of our owner’s 70th birthday, so he is allowing us to include some absolutely incredible back issues, including Fantastic Four #1, Avengers #4, and Star Wars #1 and Giant-Size X-Men #1, both signed by Stan Lee. Our auction will be held inside the massive Mile High Comics Jason St. Mega-Store, 4600 Jason St., Denver, which at 65,000 square feet is the largest comics and pop culture toys store in the world. There is absolutely no charge to participate in one of our auctions, and never any obligation to bid (or buy) anything. Just come to visit our Mega-Store on this Saturday morning (March 1st), and see if maybe you can pick up a bargain (or two) for your collection in our auction. We make our auctions fast, and fun! If for some reason you cannot attend our auction in person, give our auction clerk, Pam Brandle, a call at 303-455-2659, and she can bid for you on any item up to whatever maximum you set. You can also write to Pam via pamb@milehighcomics.com. Our Mile High Comics Jason St. Mega-Store is conveniently located in the heart of Denver at 4600 Jason St., just two blocks south, and then two blocks east, of the I-70/Pecos St. exit. We are open 9-6 Monday -Friday, Saturday 10-6, and Sunday 11-5. Our buyers are available to purchase collections Monday-Friday 9-5. Children of all ages are always welcome at Mile High Comics!	MESSAGE_PAGE		Mile High Comics	https://www.facebook.com/100064820557604/	145,194	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message		MULTI_IMAGES			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-3.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481101093_1310879506822727_3508392977695358626_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8JzvCLnBop8Q7kNvgGCtxQq&_nc_oc=AdgnfuTqOdelE7xHHijCg3KOFc22BHixthR67_pf4TsTHL_Lx5m4N29O3cVHg7bs4s_MPWA66ssQFq2Sjq8QqEbb&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-3.xx&_nc_gid=AWknrhCDckN5p1kzQo2iMSy&oh=00_AYA2paLCksAvKUDrmBfIL8YOEU_mimCdYlFCgj56w7q2SQ&oe=67C5F78B	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Mile High Comics	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,702,836	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2702802}'	No	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643	¡Acompáñanos en la próxima reunión!	¿Dependes del transporte público? Ayúdanos a identificar tus necesidades de transporte en una de las próximas reuniones.	LEARN_MORE	http://accessnorthtexas.org/	NCTCOG Transportation Department	https://www.facebook.com/NCTCOGtrans/	3,261	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	accessnorthtexas.org	DCO	Access North Texas	http://accessnorthtexas.org/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/482085779_1834098590699021_6475883201204746453_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=evjB-Mlv2k4Q7kNvgEB-StC&_nc_oc=AdizbXPb6i1I1uUbiEtq6E7C1lUEO_UO4BmTK_7FaB5axeBVOKJ9wR4UvJsH6YS1GQIEWwwhGVVg9jQ0tdXTCBjo&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AjiZdy0N-h5dyVLgjnOUYnS&oh=00_AYAAfq1Q1ly3pSb61nu1cPuEQqWMyH2UMsHTkCng8nZX1A&oe=67C5CC5D	PERSON_PROFILE	0	NCTCOG Transportation Department	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,702,842	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2702802}'	No	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643	¡Acompáñanos en la próxima reunión!	¿Dependes del transporte público? Ayúdanos a identificar tus necesidades de transporte en una de las próximas reuniones.	LEARN_MORE	http://accessnorthtexas.org/	NCTCOG Transportation Department	https://www.facebook.com/NCTCOGtrans/	3,261	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	accessnorthtexas.org	DCO	Access North Texas	http://accessnorthtexas.org/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/482085779_1834098590699021_6475883201204746453_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=evjB-Mlv2k4Q7kNvgEB-StC&_nc_oc=AdizbXPb6i1I1uUbiEtq6E7C1lUEO_UO4BmTK_7FaB5axeBVOKJ9wR4UvJsH6YS1GQIEWwwhGVVg9jQ0tdXTCBjo&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AjiZdy0N-h5dyVLgjnOUYnS&oh=00_AYAAfq1Q1ly3pSb61nu1cPuEQqWMyH2UMsHTkCng8nZX1A&oe=67C5CC5D	PERSON_PROFILE	0	NCTCOG Transportation Department	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,702,811	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2702802}'	No	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643	Join us at an upcoming meeting!	Do you depend on public transportation? Help us identify your transit needs at one of our upcoming meetings.	LEARN_MORE	http://accessnorthtexas.org/	NCTCOG Transportation Department	https://www.facebook.com/NCTCOGtrans/	3,261	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	accessnorthtexas.org	DCO	Access North Texas	http://accessnorthtexas.org/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-3.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/481977020_475366655513783_4141564414107049338_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UxVftY5JTygQ7kNvgEoleHM&_nc_oc=AdgdNGwLm97TD7zzJBiAne-O68_4XZWmQ5TA---XGPKYB9-VWv-ZmLbr1wbEyb5iB10HLyIV-hVZ8CA63bHYt11F&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-3.xx&_nc_gid=AjiZdy0N-h5dyVLgjnOUYnS&oh=00_AYBAGqqzXv7Tv-vXsZJHrLZhMXTORs2A9tiaiQoTwI0yLQ&oe=67C5FE5D	PERSON_PROFILE	0	NCTCOG Transportation Department	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,703,195	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2025-02-27 03:06	active	2643		🔴KARAOKE NIGHT TO CELEBRATE THE DOMINICAN REPUBLIC INDEPENDENCE 🇩🇴 🇩🇴 🇩🇴 🇩🇴 🇩🇴 🇩🇴 Join us Feb. 27 🟦 Let’s have fun 🌈🎶 ⚪️ 1788 Clairmont Rd, Decatur GA #karaoke #emory #nurse #emoryuniversity #northdruidhills #tocohills #goldendropscafe #cafe #terrace #fun #karaokenight #gay #rd #food #dominican #gsu #gatech #gwinnett #fultoncounty #film #filmmaking #student #song #asian #black #loveislove #photo #girl #georgia	VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/goldendropscafe	Golden Drops Café	https://www.facebook.com/100063752135105/	1,104	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram profile	instagram.com	VIDEO		http://instagram.com/goldendropscafe	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent.fagc3-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/480861878_562685413453952_7436639462493197464_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=oIq1pfJHRmMQ7kNvgFad-EJ&_nc_oc=AdiNShju7GirEtU9ymYgW9_Ji3TE7H-SNqIrIkNCURcNDEZC2ccrKDLlyr25zFqYA5kDZuXLAtiWeaJYjkScianq&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent.fagc3-2.fna&_nc_gid=AVPPgtY5dhe1ySaiI7UEoIa&oh=00_AYB8njHkldn68h4NjsV7ByDdpc7FTQUW69FEJ7_4t9CAQw&oe=67C5D21B	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Golden Drops Café	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete

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