#Car Service from Virginia to New York

[luxelimoservices]

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[dingleshartbeaufoy]

— 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

[masterlist]

hannibal lecter x will graham

rated t - 4k words

tags - au, age-re, developing relationship, hannibal loves will, little will, cg hannibal, bathtime

warnings - none!

— will slips into an unfamiliar mindset. he knows nothing except for how bad he needs hannibal, and how bad he fucking loves forests.

(pls read on ao3 if possible 🫀)

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Will Graham did not grow up in Michigan.

Not like that was any sort of consensus or widely held belief, though, because it wasn’t. Many times, the subject of Will’s origins either sparked passionate debates, or merely circulated as rumors. A woman from the intelligence branch vehemently asserted that his accent was distinctly ubiquitous; thus, he grew up across several states and developed the default American lilt. A man from the services branch said he carried himself in such a way that connoted what he dubbed as white-trash DNA (even though Will swore to God he heard that line used in Joe Dirt). Clad in thrift store aesthetics, with fishing as his sole hobby, he surely came from a state with far different culture than Virginia.

Curiously, nobody ever bothered to ask, which was the remarkable thing. They figured Will wouldn’t tell them if they tried, and they were right. He absolutely would not. The matter of his background was entirely too intimate and entirely too personal. He might as well tell them his exact address and then paint targets on his vital organs.

For the record, though, he did not grow up in Michigan, New York, or Idaho. His formative years were spent in many places but he was born in and spent the bulk of his childhood in the backwoods of Louisiana, with the snakes and ‘gators and muskrats and loblolly pines that made bushes in Heaven (as his father used to say).

He lived in a ramshackle shack in Hammond with his father and the few friends he made at school (those friends being the only friends he’d make across all schools he would ever attend. He left his social life sitting in the boatyards somewhere in Wisconsin). He got to school by seven in the morning, and class started at eight. There were three classrooms, one for ‘stories’, one for ‘letters’, and one for ‘numbers’, which was their equivalent of history, English, and mathematics. Will was what they would consider a sufficiently educated student. He could read Oliver Twist sooner than any of his classmates could, but he couldn’t socialize as well, couldn’t play rugby or kiss a girl (or a boy, for that matter).

After one lethargic and muggy night, hotwiring cars and chugging beer, he had retreated to the sticks behind his house to decompress, a moment of sheer desperation and experimentation. He found it was the last place he’d ever felt he belonged in.

It didn’t take him long to teach himself the names and classifications of all the remarkable flora and fauna of the bayou, but that was before he went into criminal science. Crawfish, bluegill, the elusive nutria, and the stately American alligator all became members of his zoological repertoire. The blue herons who pierced the northern sky with their elegant wings and pointed beaks. The boars who squealed and thundered across the brush. Will could identify and spell each of their names, tell you their unique behaviors, along with at least one assorted fact about them— he couldn’t make a career off of that, though, so he dropped it. Grew out of it like a ratty hand-me-down cardigan.

The bayou, for all of its danger, made Will feel safe and childish. Childish . That was the kicker, because he didn’t need those support mechanisms in his adult life. A hefty dose of Klonopin, sure, but that was it. Forever. He no longer needed all the things he might have needed as a boy. He ignored the urge to drive down to Louisiana and- he dared not to say it- play . He especially neglected the playful tug at his wading pants while he was river-fishing. He didn’t need those things. He didn’t. He smothered them with a pillow until they stopped struggling.

(He came to learn that his brain had no jurisdiction over his heart, and when his heart was telling his legs to move in the direction of the secluded forest that hugged the riverbanks, well, that’s a far greater force than any gross motor skill).

His father used to berate him for his filth when he returned home after his little outings, but it was always with a degree of fondness and was nothing compared to the prejudice he faced at school, even from his friends. Smelling of bog water and humidity. His father, probably, was used to the aroma. It was his house too, after all. Now, though, Will was bigger. He could take a shower and wash his clothes and it would all be fine, even if that didn’t ring true during his younger years. He didn’t need somebody else to do those basic things for him, to lead him by his hand until he could walk on his own; to run through the forest was enough, to laugh like he did when he was eight and thriving and ignorant to his plight, even if he did feel it creeping in.

You can only ignore your heart for so long. The strange instincts you didn’t know you had.

He was putrid, for a lack of better words. Dirt caked his pants and face and tangled in his hair, strands plastered to his forehead with sweat. He could , theoretically, clean himself up. Go right home and handle this like a big boy, like an adult, which is (ironically) exactly the same sentiment that landed him on Hannibal Lecter’s doorstep like a stray dog.

“Will?” Hannibal says, dressed in one of his more casual suits (casual being a comparative word. He is always done up in his most impeccable dress). It’s three in the afternoon and the sun is sizzling above, only accentuating Will’s musk; Hannibal notices as well, and his nose scrunches unpleasantly despite himself. Will briefly notices that Hannibal seldom emotes so vividly, but the observation seems as though it’s only being broadcasted to him, rather than conjured up in his own mind

“Is everything alright?”

Will only hums and rocks back and forth on his heels, hands wringing the bottom of his shirt anxiously, beads of sweat sweltering on his temples. Hannibal watches him with a sort of knowingness that feels contemplative, experimental. Will is only able to tell this by the way Hannibal’s eyes glaze over and he seems to look straight through Will as if he were a specter. This isn’t the first of these occurrences, either; Will has slipped into a more youthful mindset accidentally only twice before, once at a crime scene and once at Hannibal’s office. Where the world seems bigger and Will seems far, far smaller. In a way, it comforts him. In that same way, he is terrified.

“You look disheveled,” Hannibal says, and his tone is less chastising and more alarmed, perhaps impressed at the absurdity, perhaps concerned. “Why don’t you come in?”

Will nods and ambles past Hannibal into the foyer, immediately intimidated by the openness. Simple, compact spaces always brought Will comfort. He’d feel enclosed like each wall was an angel extending to him their protection. In a space as grand and vast as this, he feels exposed. Hannibal comes up beside him and wraps an arm around his shoulders, as unexpected as it is grounding.

“Come,” he soothes, guiding him into the considerably smaller dining room- it’s still magnificent, but the ceiling is lower and there’s more to fill the negative space. Chairs and fireplaces and vases lined along the wall, paintings dotting the space above. Hannibal leads him to a seat at the end of the table and sits him down; Will breathes a sigh of relief at not having to decide where to sit, or what is appropriate, trivial a matter as it is.

“‘M makin’ your chair all dirty,” mumbles a displeased Will once he’s squirmed into being comfortable. Hannibal leans over him, producing a handkerchief and wiping away a smudge of mud from Will’s cheek.

“Chairs can be cleaned. Besides, you seem distressed. Do you care to tell me what happened?” He takes a seat perpendicular to Will, arms folded on the table, back straight. Ever so perfect is the good doctor.

“Was… in the forest,” Will says, tip-toeing around the word play because people like Will simply do not play. What was I doing, then? “And, and I don’t… I can’t-”

“Would you like me to help you clean up?”

Will gnaws an angry bruise into his lip, his green eyes boring apprehensive holes into his lap. One part of him- one that’s big and broad- says that he’s wasting Hannibal’s time, this is unprofessional, this is embarrassing, and a perversion of his time. The other- much smaller and meek- just wants to be clean, and for a bygone reason, wants Hannibal to be the one to assist. Maybe it’s Hannibal’s professional status as a therapist that exudes an impression of compassion and care, something parallel to paternity. Instead, maybe it was Hannibal’s unique understanding of Will that invited him to bare his throat, his mind, his insides. He nods, and Hannibal returns it. His fate is sealed.

“Very well. Come with me. Have you a change of clothes?” Hannibal asks, letting Will trail behind him up the tall, curling flight of stairs. A red and golden carpet is sprawled down the length of the stairwell, following its curve. Will shakes his head and grabs a handful of Hannibal’s blazer rather than the railing, surely wrinkling the expensive wool. If Hannibal minds, he doesn’t show it.

The space between his mind and the world is where he has curled up and built his temporary solace. It’s blurry inside, and Will has to hang on tight to his surroundings in reality; ornate light fixtures hanging from the ceiling and antique paintings with macabre themes, boasting opulent golden frames. His penchant for music seeping into his interior design, with sheet music scattered about in a decidedly orderly manner as if he had purposefully tried to replicate the chaos of a mess.

The observation is gone as soon as it comes, like second nature, and Will can let it be washed away by the calm stream of his thoughts, for it is too hazy in this depersonalized state of his but hazy like a sauna. Warm and bare.

The bathroom door flings— no, is gently pushed— open and Will is relieved to not be immediately blinded by fluorescent lamps and bright tile. It’s paved in dark marble, while Victorian-style arches and moldings adorn the walls and ceiling, as intricate as their counterparts in the foyer. The fixtures seem vintage, gold and shining, and the countertop is a deep mahogany. A freestanding clawfoot bathtub sits at the end like the fountain of youth. A receptacle for indulgence.

He’s especially grateful for the dim, gentle lighting as if he is having his cheek tenderly caressed rather than battered and bruised. A lavish robe hangs from a hook beside the counter.

“Come now,” prods Hannibal, coaxing Will into the bathroom. Will saunters in nervously, and Hannibal brushes past him, retrieving a towel from the cabinet and laying it on the counter, smoothing it over with his hands. Will collapses onto the toilet seat— he’s overheating in his clothes, the fabric is too thick and heavy, and his skin oppresses his bones, threatening to rend him to the ground. His breathing picks up pace and he squirms uncomfortably, beginning to punch at his arms weakly.

Hannibal’s voice pierces through the fray. “Do you need help getting undressed?”

Will whines and curls in on himself; his hair is too dirty, unpleasant and sticky on his head, he feels too big for his skin, he isn’t used to the smell in here, and his head is caving in on itself– he fears his bones may bulge through his skin and tear free. He thinks he may die. He’s pretty sure he’s dying.

Suddenly, though, he isn’t, and instead he’s having his wrists restrained by either of Hannibal’s hands and he’s crouching beside him, careful not to make eye contact. Like a dam, keeping everything in, gentle yet formidable. He keeps it all in . Hannibal is taller than Will, if not just by an inch or two, but the slight difference in proportion is just enough to make Will feel small. Or maybe he’s imagining that. Right now, it doesn’t matter which.

“I know you are nervous, Will,” Hannibal hushes, thoughtful to control his tone of voice. “But I need you to use your words, alright? I cannot help you if you do not tell me what you need.”

Will nods, and Hannibal wipes away the tears that Will hadn’t even noticed had ever formed.

“I need help,” Will mumbles, hardly even audible. Hannibal graciously settles for this answer with nary a frown and slots his hands under Will’s armpits, pulling him to his feet. The green field jacket is shucked off first and falls stiff to the floor. Then comes his olive button-up, carefully unbuttoned and discarded along with his coat. Will begins to fidget when Hannibal unclasps his belt.

“No need to be anxious,” Hannibal says. “You are safe here. Nobody is going to judge you. We’re going to get you cleaned up, alright?” He places a careful palm against Will’s cheek. He’s testing the waters– has been all night. Drawing the line in the sand a bit closer each time the waves wipe the last one away. Will isn't sure where he stands. He can only hope Hannibal will help him figure it out. “Won't that feel nice?”

“Yeah,” Will easily agrees, and lets Hannibal remove the rest of his clothes (he catches a subdued sneer at the khaki color of his chinos, and doesn’t quite blame him. He isn’t known for being the best-dressed man in the world).

“There you are,” Hannibal remarks, and deposits the pile into a nearby hamper. “We can clean those later, alright? Wait here while I run the water and find something for you to wear.”

“You’re leaving?”

Hannibal smiles reassuringly. “I am, but only for a moment. Should you require me, you need only call. I’ll be here.”

Will is left alone with the bubbling, dated sound of the faucet as it fills the ceramic to its brim. He hears the distant creaking of old floorboards, the hum of the water heater. For such an extravagant house, it has touches of real, common humanism in its walls. A thin thread that connects Hannibal to every other person on the planet, as detached and withdrawn as he sometimes likes to act. Will’s hands are folded in between his knees, and he’s leaned forward a bit as he waits for Hannibal to return. He feels warm, peaceful, cared for, and a trifle exhausted. Discontent. What is it that’s holding him back?

When Hannibal returns, a pair of ambiguous silk pajamas are draped over his arm, and he places them atop the towel delicately. They’re a muted beige and capture all of the light in the room, little as that quantity is. Nicer than anything Will would choose to wear. Hannibal turns off the faucet and the warm water falls still, steaming gently billowing in the air. Droplets of water periodically drip from the faucet.

“Do you need me to help you in?”

Will doesn’t think his legs would support him if he so much as tried to stand on his own. He runs the heel of his palm over his eye tiredly and stretches his arms expectantly towards Hannibal. Hannibal gives him an affectionate smile and guides him into the bath.

Will is used to the thrumming of high-pressure water against a tile basin. Will is used to heavy, exerted breathing as the heat fogs up the space, and suddenly enclosed areas aren’t as comforting as they are entrapping. Here, though, he is being tenderly delivered into the warm water and sinks into it, fighting the beckoning pull on his eyelids. It’s like he’s being lulled by a soothing, benign god of luxury and sleep.

“There you are,” Hannibal muses, and takes a seat on a stool beside Will’s head. “Just relax. You’re alright.”

He retrieves a red loofah and onto it squirts a quarter-sized dollop of body wash, an unobtrusive fragrance of pine. It’s nothing like Hannibal’s own scent, but Will isn’t in the right mindset to be suspicious about why Hannibal already owned soap that was so uniquely Will, tailored to his likeness. Curious, maybe. Is it okay to be curious? As he’s about to bring the loofah to Will’s skin, he hesitates.

“Loofahs encourage circulation and exfoliation on the skin,” he explains after a brief moment of silence. Will tilts his head. “Alternatively, they’re breeding grounds for bacteria. That’s why I replace mine regularly.” He extends it to Will, who touches it tentatively.

“However, the material can be very scratchy and harsh. Do you feel?”

Will rubs a leaf between his fingers and immediately recoils, scrunching his nose. Hannibal removes it at once, but not before he submerges it under the water to rid it of its contents.

“Very well.” He leaves it on the rim of the tub. “Would you like me to find something else?”

They cycle through rags and sponges, different textures and materials, until they settle on a washcloth that's just plush enough to not irritate him, but stimulating enough to remind him of where he is.

Pleased to have pleased Will, Hannibal runs the cloth up and down the length of Will’s left arm, then the right, asks him to prop his right leg up on the rim of the bath, and then the left. Drags it about his stomach, his thighs, and the sensitive parts of his neck that make Will need to suppress a giggle.

Will doesn’t feel like talking about why he was playing in the woods in the first place, why he keeps whining instead of speaking clearly, why he feels so spoiled and idle, all in the body of a grown man; Will Graham, to be exact, to whom life did not afford such luxuries. He especially did not want to discuss why he sought out Hannibal specifically, or why Hannibal was so immediately receptive. And so he didn’t, because he didn’t need to. For once, by God, he didn’t need to.

“I know it’s uncomfortable for you,” Hannibal says as he tilts Will’s head back and pushes his hair away from his face, letting a glass of water cascade through it. (He always had a special way of reading Will’s mind, and it’s always impressive before it becomes just short of uncanny). “Being dirty, and then wet, all in somewhere unfamiliar. Clothes you’ve never worn, scents you’ve never smelled. But I assure you, you’ve got nothing to worry about here. There is nobody that needs saving. Nothing that exists outside of this room.”

He rakes his hands through Will’s curls, fingers catching on dense locks and tight knots. Will leans into his grasp, shoulders resting against the back of the tub. He doesn’t register Hannibal rinsing out the shampoo and then the conditioner, nor a gentle tapping at his bicep.

“It’s time to get out now, Will.”

Will whines.

“Don’t be petulant. Come now, let’s get out.”

“Don’t wanna leave,” Will says tiredly, hardly pronouncing his vowels.

“The tub or the house?”

“House,” he yawns.

“You can stay in my home for as long as you’d like, Will. I just need you out of here, okay? Could you do that for me?”

Will nods slowly, wishing he could fall asleep here and be done with it. But Hannibal is making a request of him, and he’s already burdened him so greatly, both in this night and in generally dragging him into his own issues; he shouldn’t reject him. He doesn’t know why, but he knows he shouldn’t, either out of moral obligation or out of fear of slipping further into whatever this was. He never cared before about whether he came off as rude or impolite.

Granted, though, that was before, and before he wasn’t being bathed by his psychiatrist while he had mini-meltdowns.

He allows himself to be assisted into standing and then dried off from head to toe with a plush microfiber towel, exquisite and soft. Will could drown in the sensation. The water in the tub is murky and brown as it swirls down the drain. Hannibal doesn’t bother to ask Will if he needs help dressing himself— he needed help the last several times, after all— and takes the liberty of doing it for him, buttoning up his top and slipping on his bottoms, long and loose and airy. Cold against his skin. They're a bit big on him— Will wonders if this was on purpose— and hang off of his frame, giving the impression of a child playing dress-up rather than an adult clad in their own bedtime garb.

Hannibal meticulously dries his hair, pausing occasionally to comb through it with his fingers and fluff it back into place. Unnecessary, time-consuming. Will basks in the strange sensation of being worthy of such attention.

He remembers very little of the rest of the night, save for Hannibal leading him down the hall and into a room with a large bed in the center, being sat on the edge, feeling as if he craved something he could not yet have. Feeling the exhausted arms of his heart reach for Hannibal as he bid him good night and disappeared. He left the door cracked and a sliver of light spilled through. Will had never been so afraid of the dark before.

When he wakes, his clothes are folded neatly on the nightstand and his shoes are waiting beside the front door, all impeccably cleaned as if he had bought them brand new. He gets dressed and leaves before he can smell breakfast wafting through the many rooms and it’s midnight when he returns home, for he had spent several hours driving in a straight line. He’d stop for gas, keep driving, run out of gas, and the cycle would repeat until the large Tennessee Welcomes You sign bid him back to reality.

His dogs sniff him curiously, his feet and his legs. He no longer smells of fish and offensive cologne; rather, soft pine and woodland, something that would sit on the highest, highest shelf at Bath & Body Works. Something Will likely wouldn’t choose for himself but suited him anyway.

Will almost doesn't recognize his scent either, feeling foreign in his own home. He does notice, however, how his clothes and body are as clean as they had ever been. Not that Will is unkempt, reeks every day, or doesn’t take care of himself. He, most days, simply isn’t as on top of it as his peers, and especially not Hannibal. (He also seems to attract the brunt of dirt and grime like flies to a glue trap; perhaps that is why everybody around him is so well kept in comparison to him, there’s no dirt left to sully them).

He removes his work boots in a daze, hangs his coat on the hanger, and takes a seat in the center of his couch, as he absentmindedly scratches Winston’s head, or perhaps Buster, or another dog he’d (regrettably) forgotten the name of. As he lays in bed, splayed on his back and covers thrown off, he briefly remembers he has an appointment scheduled tomorrow evening with Hannibal. Dragging a hand over his face seems to be the only appropriate reaction.

They can discuss the events of the night then. Of course they can. And Hannibal will have all the answers for him and then things can go back to the way they’ve been. He can tell him he needs to get his behavior in check, stop snapping at people, and keep a handle on his sense of reality. Hannibal can tell him, and he will listen. He always does.

That comes later, though. Tonight, Will is fatigued beyond the point of comprehension and doesn’t fall asleep so much as pass out, the feeling of being pampered never quite wearing off.

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[separatist-apologist]

Neon In The Nighttime

Summary: It's the end of the word as we know it. A west coast baker and the drummer of a metal band team up in Boston, MA thinking they're one of the last few people left alive after a viral outbreak turns those infected into blood hungry monsters.

Their destination: Los Angeles, California- the last place Lucien's eldest brother was living while gearing up for a presidential run. Lucien is desperate to escape the memories of his past life and what he had to do when his wife, Jes, became infected. Elain wants to try and reclaim the fractured pieces of the life she remembers before everything went to hell.

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Before:

Something was blocking the tunnel. 

Tapping her fingers against the steering wheel of her car, Elain wondered how much longer she’d be trapped in the dark. The orange glow of the lights bounced off her tinted windows, casting long, looming shadows against the dark interior. She’d turned the radio off a good ten minutes before, frustrated with the upbeat pop music pouring through the speakers while she remained frozen in place growing more frustrated by the second.

She had no cell service in the tunnel that might have passed the time. No way to tell her father she was running late or to call a friend and complain. Just Elain and her thoughts—and lately, Elain had been trying to avoid those, too.

Everything was falling apart. Trapped in the dark, she supposed now was as good of a time as any to reflect on her many failings. Elain had mapped out her entire life when she’d been ten years old. Sure, she’d done it in glitter gel pen and maybe she’d had to adjust some things—she was never going to be princess of any country, and thank God for that—but for the most part, those loopy scrawled plans were tattooed on her brain.

Finish school.

Get married.

Have kids.

She’d finished school, she’d gotten a rather good job at a museum which had helped her finance her even better job at the bakery she owned. And she was supposed to be getting married, too. That was where the shiny paint on her shiny life started to peel away. Graysen wasn’t a bad man. Not really. Disinterested, sure. And married to his tech job, absolutely. He was also very obviously in love with his best friends girlfriend, though he would have denied it if she’d accused him of such.

Again. 

Her father was sick, had picked up some virus he couldn’t shake and Elain hadn’t complained at all when Feyre and Nesta had called, asking if she’d go check on him. 

He’s getting old, Nesta had said, her implications clear. Maybe he needed more supportive care now that mom was gone. Someone should arrange that. And though both Nesta and Feyre were far closer to their fathers Virginia Beach home up in New York City, it had been Elain, all the way from San Diego, who’d flown back to handle it.

She hadn’t even been mad like she might have been in the past. Elain needed to clear her head of Graysen and her impending marriage. Did she want to be married to a man that couldn’t remember her birthday but could drop everything to pick up Laura from the airport on a random Tuesday afternoon? And did she want to always be competing with someone so effortlessly beautiful? What happened when Laura and Tom broke up? Would Graysen throw their marriage away, kids and all, for a shot at his dream girl? She felt insane. Pressing her forehead to the steering wheel, Elain accidentally honked at the person in front of her, which led to a rolled down window and a middle finger pointed right at her.

She deserved that. Sighing, Elain fiddled with the radio, ignoring the static until finally there was music again. California Girls could blow her, actually. She didn’t change the song, though her mood only worsened. Uphead, someone laid on their horn, likely just as furious as she was becoming. 

There was traffic and then there was whatever this was. Someone going too fast, staring at their phone, and now they had to wait for a tow truck to make its way in. Elain missed nothing about this place. Three cars ahead, someone had opened their door and was yelling something at another driver. 

The song ended abruptly, sooner than she remembered. Only half paying attention, Elain didn’t catch the first part of the of the radio jockey’s joking words.

“...Chesapeake Bay Bridge is still closed due to a pile up. If you can, take another route, folks! It doesn’t look like it’s gonna clear anytime soon.”

Elain emitted a soft scream, shaking her steering wheel beneath her white knuckle grip. Of course there would be an accident, and while she felt for the people involved, she also hated them a little, too. Elain might have voiced this somehow, might have joined the people just leaving their cars had the strangest thing not have happened.

Someone was running. Weaving through traffic without a shirt and stained with a substance Elain couldn’t see well. The guy who’d left his own car a few up shouted something at that bare chested woman.

And in true, New England fashion, she screamed in return. High pitched and furious, garbled from whatever substance she’d likely ingested. Elain was surprised when the woman lunged for him, slamming him up against his car.

“Did she…” Elain watched, heart pounding as the strangers mouth latched to the angry mans neck. Shaking her head, the woman shook him around like a dog with a rabbit, ripping his throat out with her teeth. Too late, Elain realized it was blood staining her bare chest. 

“HEY!” The guy in front of her got out of his vehicle, brandishing a gun. “Lady! Get off him!”

Elain screamed when that gun was pointed, when the sound of a bullet echoed through those dark tunnel walls. He was close enough he’d aimed well, hitting her square in the chest, for all the good it did. She lunged again, teeth sinking against his forearm.

“BITCH!” he roared, shooting again. Elain couldn’t drag her eyes away from the way her head seemed to cave in around itself or how blood splattered in every direction, including her windshield. 

The man in front of her turned, wild-eyed and terrified, still holding the gun in one hand. His arm dripped blood to the asphalt below. 

“I…” Elain only shook her head through the window, wincing when more shouting and more bullets echoed from somewhere in the distance. What was happening? Dread prickled along the back of her neck, keeping Elain strapped beneath her seatbelt even as another blood soaked interloper raced through the parked cars in the tunnel. 

That person was shot down, too. More people had begun to flee their cars, turning back the way they’d came rather than wait to see what—or who—might step from the darkness. Elain hesitated. Leaving seemed foolish—she had miles before she was above ground again, and beyond that, this was a rental. But on the other…there were three dead bodies now lying between her car and her destination, and no possibility she was going to see her dad that day. 

And when the man with the bleeding arm pounded against her driver side window and said, “You and me, lady. Let's go!” Elain unbuckled herself, cut the ignition, and got out of her car. 

“You’re not a nurse by any chance?” he asked, eyeing her hopefully.

“Baker,” she said, not daring to look too close at the bite wound on his arm. She might be sick if she did. “What was that?”

“Fuck if I know,” he replied, wincing as he pressed at his skin. “There was nothing in those eyes, though. Just…she was like some kind of fucking zombie. Never heard of a drug that did that to people.”

Neither had Elain. “Should we leave our cars?”

“Look, it’s your funeral if you stay,” he said, looking over his shoulder. Fear laced his every word, and though this man looked like he could handle himself, something about the way he clutched that gun made him seem small somehow. “But I’m not sticking around to find out what that bitch was on, or if she brought more friends.”

His words were punctuated by the sound of loud, terrified screaming and more bullets from people like the man standing in front of her. How many people in the tunnel had brought a gun? And how many would use it before the day was over? 

“My name is Elain,” she told him, slamming her car door behind her. An exodus of people was happening as others, clearly shaken by the death happening so close to them. It was easy to fall into step with the others, to wind among the cars still hoping to get to their destination.

“George,” he replied, wincing again. “She fucking bit me good.”

“Let’s get you out of here,” Elain told him, glancing at her cell phone. No service still, which shouldn’t have surprised her. “We can call for 911 when we’re above ground.”

“You’ll tell them—”

“Yeah,” she agreed, catching the relief flood his face. “It wasn’t your fault.”

“Always wondered what it would be like,” he confided. Orange gilded the guilt not lining his weathered face, casting him in a near demonic light in the dark. “Killing someone, I mean. Used to think it would be like the movies.”

She was going to be sick. Forcing herself to keep walking, Elain pressed her lips together.

“It’s not,” he confided, his voice cracking. “It’s nothing like the movies.”

A cruel part of her wanted to tell him that anyone with a brain could have guessed that. Of course there was a peculiar kind of horror to taking another life, deserved or otherwise. It wouldn’t have helped the man beside her, pallid and slick with sweat as he was. He looked as though he might fall to his knees and begin sobbing, and Elain didn’t think she was equipped to help him. 

They lapsed into an uneasy silence. No one spoke as they walked, eyes focused straight ahead. More people joined, leaving car doors open to walk with the crowd and when the sound of bullets echoed behind them, shoulders tensed and children wailed, but not one person said another word.

The man beside her had begun to shuffle by the time they’d reached the entrance. Elain was exhausted and wrung out, checking her phone every few seconds, desperate to get a text to her sisters.

Something is wrong in Virginia. Someone attacked a man, ripped out his throat. I’ll check on dad another day, planning to come home. Can one of you meet me at the airport?

Beside her, the man doubled over, grunting as he slammed to his knees. Elain hated how she hesitated, hated even more that part of her wanted to leave him there. She wasn’t the only one. The crowd parted around them like water against a rock, though she and a few others had halted, trying to decide if they’d drag him out or not.

“Are you okay?”

He looked up at her, the sunlight casting his pale face in stark relief. Only his eyes were illuminated, the rest hidden in the orangy darkness of the tunnel.The blue of his veins seemed to bulge while his eyes, once a lovely shade of green, seemed to be bleeding red. 

Elain took a step back while he slid that gun between them. The metal bounced off her flats, resting between her two legs.

“Kill me,” he whispered, eyes locked on her. “Do it.”

Elain shook her head back and forth, bile rising in her throat. The people who had stopped to help were now backing away from them both, their own fear so stark, so pungent she could taste it on her tongue. 

The stranger—George, his name was George—lunged for her, mouth open and Elain screamed. Elbows slammed violently to the asphalt, jangling every nerve in her body. Elain reached for the gun, pressing the barrel to his forehead as he came atop her. In the daylight, Elain could see how red his gums were, how stained his teeth had become, or maybe always had been. Like he’d spent a lifetime smoking or something was rotting him from the inside out.

He snapped his jaw shut, the tendons in his neck practically bulging.

“Please,” he growled, his voice hoarse as if he’d been screaming. “Please, before I—”

Whatever light existed, whatever soul people possessed, winked out like a light. If she hadn’t been sprawled out on the ground, she wouldn’t have seen it. Elain didn’t think the people in the semi-circle around them had caught it. But George—the man who’d killed already and come to regret it, vanished and left behind nothing but a shell. Blood tinged teeth snapped at her like a rabid dog desperate for nothing but a taste of her skin. 

She didn’t let herself think about it. Finger on the trigger, Elain squeezed, eyes closed tight. George fell to the ground, still twitching, eyes still wide open and staring. 

And he’d been right.

Killing was nothing like the movies.

Now: 

LUCIEN:

When the world went to shit, it had the decency to do it all at once. There was no soft whimper, no slow decline but merely a burning wildfire that spread hot through cities and killing indiscriminately. Lucien recalled those early reports of a virus and the warnings to isolate, to stay indoors and wear a mask whenever they needed to go out. And he remembered the endlessly opining of politicians, unconcerned with anything but reelection and their own bank accounts, getting on television to argue it was the end of America if they had to shut down for even a day.

How right they’d been, in the end. America as Lucien knew it was over.

A month after the first reports of what had happened in Virginia, the lights went out on the east coast and never came back on. He’d been touring with his band, The Exiles, at the time and had been desperate to get back to his wife. Lucien had driven until he couldn’t and walked the rest of the way—all the way to Boston, where Jes had been waiting.

Infected.

And Lucien would never forgive himself for what he’d had to do. Vacant, lifeless and yet still moving, still seeing—she’d tried to rip his throat out and Lucien had killed her. Had left her body bleeding in the kitchen of their shared apartment, bought with the money his label had given him when they’d sold their record. 

He hadn’t known if he could  touch her long enough to bury her and in the end, he’d simply left her behind. And for months afterwards, he’d camped out in the building across the street, alternating between wishing he had the guts to kill himself, crying and screaming and destroying the now empty walls he was trapped in, and devising a plan.

The last time he’d seen his elder brother had been in Los Angeles. A Senator of California gearing up for a third run and thinking of presidency, one day, Eris had urged Lucien to relocate to California.

It’s safer out here. 

Eris had been one of the few people in those early days arguing it was better to be safe, to distance socially rather than lose lives needlessly. And if Eris had survived the early days, Lucien knew he’d still be alive now. A year had passed since Lucien had come back, a year since he’d last looked at Jesminda’s empty brown eyes and pulled the trigger of the gun he’d stolen off a body in Georgia. 

He couldn’t keep going like this. Jes wasn’t coming back, and the life he’d once fought so desperately for wasn’t, either. This new world was something else, something new and terrible and still beating its putrid, stinking heart.

And fate, if such a thing existed, had decided to spare him. What good was it to sit in an apartment that had once belonged to someone, staring out a window missing the wife who had died while he’d been fucking around on tour? There was no saving Jes, and maybe no saving himself, either.

But he couldn’t kill himself, and he couldn’t spend another New England winter without heat. The streets had been empty for weeks by the time Lucien stepped into the muggy, summer weather. The scent of rotting sewage was overwhelming, gagging him the moment he was outdoors. Pulling the neck of his black shirt up over his nose, Lucien made his way down the sidewalk toward a parking garage. He had keys in his hand, stolen from the family apartment he’d been squatting in. 

He prayed for anything but a minivan, and in the end was rewarded with a black pick-up truck that had three quarters of a tank still. It wasn’t enough to get him to California, but it was enough to get him the fuck out of Boston.

He’d always liked camping. Maybe he’d get a tent, fuck off to the wilderness, and hike his way to California when he ran out of gas. The thought pulled Lucien from his self-loathing just long enough to convince him to stop at a large box store for supplies. He had no money, and needed none, either. The lights were off, the door barricaded, and the parking lot long abandoned. Lucien was used to it. 

Prying open the sliding glass doors, Lucien didn’t bother offering a greeting. He’d used to in the early days, back when people had taken to squatting in stores where there was an abundance of available food. Violent gang wars broke out over non-perishable items and anyone with sense moved on. There was no sense in losing your life over shelf-stable green beans, after all. 

Lucien exhaled, ignoring how the store smelled like mildew and how light didn’t penetrate through the filthy windows anymore. There had once been a deal on strawberries—two for five—back when you could walk in and get a plastic container on your way home from work. There was no produce left, either eaten or rotted away to nothing. Flies buzzed around his head, swatted as he continued down the aisles, ignoring food in favor of a rolled up sleeping bag and somehow, a rather nice tent untouched, and yet dusty, in the box. Lucien pulled it all apart just to be sure there were no missing pieces and when he found there wasn’t, he almost smiled.

Almost.

Because behind him, the sound of a hammer pulled. He hadn’t heard whoever was lurking until he felt the cold kiss of steel against his temple. Swallowing his fear and the urge to thank this person for putting him out of his misery, Lucien very slowly raised his hands. “No harm done.”

“Yet,” came a delicate female voice. “Turn around. Let me see your eyes.” Slowly, Lucien turned only to be confronted with the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Whatever he’d been expecting, it wasn’t her. She looked as if she should have died in those early days of chaos and the gun still pressed to his head seemed wildly out of place in her fair, slender hands. 

Brown eyes flecked with gold surveyed him, her full lips pressed in a thin line. Her golden brown hair was twisted off a, frankly, stunning face with a pretty pink ribbon. Tight, black leggings and an oversized Who's Your Laddy shirt told Lucien this woman had likely been living here a while, picking through whatever was left—which seemed to be the seasonal clothing, if nothing else.

It worked for her, though. 

Still crouched to the ground, Lucien waited for her assessment. “How do you feel?” she demanded, eyes sweeping over his form. 

“Besides the gun against my head?” he asked pointedly. She didn’t bother to look sorry, though she did pull it away. Lucien didn’t even blame her for it—this was how she’d survived, surely.

Shoot first, ask questions later. “I’m not sick.”

“I’ve heard that before,” she replied, her bottom lip wavering a little. He rose, drinking her in as he showed her his hands.

“Want to check me for scratches?” “If you’re lying, you have maybe an hour. Two if you’re lucky. I’m so tired of killing, just…just go,” she whispered, looking up at him through dark, thick lashes. 

“I’m not. I promise,” he added, unsure why it felt important he do so. “My name is Lucien.”

“Elain,” she replied, tucking the gun beneath her arm. Lucien was tempted to take it from her and didn’t want to risk a bullet between his eyes. 

Elain took a step back while Lucien gathered up his open tent box and the rolled up blue sleeping bag. There was a purple one just beside it, the last one on the shelf. He grabbed that, too, just for good measure. 

“Elain,” he repeated, wondering if she’d join him in California or he’d leave her here. A slithering sense of relief filled his empty chest at the thought of company—of someone to talk to after a year of raging silence. “Where are you from, Elain?”

That bottom lip quivered again. “San Diego…or Virginia Beach, technically. I was visiting my dad when…”

Lucien tried not to think of the horror. Ships of infected sailors had come in through naval ports, while travelers had tracked it through airports. Major naval bases had been hit just as hard as major cities, and Virginia Beach was still considered point zero for the outbreak. 

“Ah.” 

She fell into step beside him, trailing him toward the now empty registers where he could leave his equipment and grab some food, too. “How did you end up here?”

“I caught a ride with someone,” she admitted, her pretty eyes glassy in remembrance. Another friend she’d had to kill? “My sisters were in New York City.”

Lucien doubted they still were. One of the last images he’d ever seen was the chaos in the city—the infected running after screaming civilians, ripping people to the ground with their teeth. Eating them alive, feasting on the living. Lucien closed his eyes in a desperate attempt to banish the memory. He didn’t want to think about it, or what had happened to Jes while he’d been away. 

“I doubt anyone is still in that shit hole city. Even the rats have probably gone by now,” Lucien said with a shrug. Elain trotted after him, grabbing red plastic basket helpfully.

“Where are you going?” she asked him. 

“California. My brother was out there—I’m going to find him.”

“How do you know he’s still alive?”

Lucien sighed. “Eris is like one of those nuclear bomb proof roaches. There’s no way he’s dead. If anything, he’s probably the leader of some doomsday cult.”

“My sister Feyre was like that. Maybe they found each other.”

Lucien could only shrug. In a different world, a different life, he might have offered her a shred of hope or comfort. Now, though, all he had was frank honesty. Her sisters were probably dead, just like his brother, and only the fear of being alone kept them from admitting it to themselves.

“You want a ride?” he asked before he could think better of it. Elain reached toward a dusty shelf and slid every can of pinto beans into her arms before letting the cans tumble into the basket.

Lucien took it from her, certain it was miserably heavy.

“To your cult leader brother?” There was a hint of humor to her words that almost made him relax.

“Or to start our own,” he replied, offering her half a smile. “I’m not picky.”

“What are you, then?” she asked, peering up at him with curiosity. Her gun was still tucked beneath her armpit, a reminder that for all the sweetness oozing from her lithe form, this woman was a killer.

A survivor.

“Tired of talking to myself,” he finally admitted. What else was there to say? Lucien didn’t know what he was or even who he was anymore. A drummer in a band that no longer existed. The youngest son of a dynasty that could be traced further back as far as most European royalty. A husband who’d taken the life of the very woman he’d sworn to protect. 

Was he a survivor, too? He didn’t feel like it, but maybe he was. Maybe by virtue of standing before her, arm laden with beans and the gun she carefully set atop her cans, Lucien, too, was a survivor. 

He knew he’d be disappointed if she said no, though. 

Elain offered him a shy smile. “Alright, Lucien. But I get to lead the cult. None of this co-leader stuff.”

He grinned.

“You’ve got yourself a deal.”

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Wednesday, December 20, 2023

East Coast Storm (1440) An intense storm system battered the northeast coast of the US Monday with high winds, heavy rain, and flooding, leaving 59 million people from Virginia to Maine under flood watches and knocking out power for more than 700,000 people. At least four people were killed in the storm. More than 500 flights were canceled across the region, particularly to and from airports in New York City and Boston, with Boston Logan International Airport seeing winds as high as 68 mph. The storm also dumped between 2 to 5 inches of rain across the Northeast.

US homicide rate falls (The Atlantic) According to data gathered from cities across America, the murder rate dropped by about 13% this year. Yes, we’re killing each other less. And it’s not just murder. FBI data for the third quarter show that every category of crime except for motor-vehicle theft is down, some of them sharply, year over year from 2022. (As for the car thefts, they seem—in one of the weirdest data flukes you’ll ever see—to have been driven almost entirely by TikTok videos showing the ease of breaking into certain Kias and Hyundais.)

Passport wait times fully recovered from pandemic, State Dept. says (Washington Post) Passport processing times have returned to pre-pandemic standards, the State Department announced Monday, with routine services taking between six and eight weeks, and expedited services two to three weeks for a $60 fee. That’s about a month faster than the estimated wait times from this March. But don’t call it a Christmas miracle. The State Department had a goal of getting back to 2020 levels by the end of this year, and processing times have been on the mend for months. The State Department credits the milestone to increased staffing levels. Since last December, the agency told The Washington Post, it has grown its workforce by 12 percent and added hundreds of additional staff in the hiring pipeline. The agency also authorized more overtime hours, even getting retirees to pitch in.

Kyiv forced to cut military operations as foreign aid dries up (BBC) Ukraine has warned it is already being forced to downsize some military operations because of a drop-off in foreign aid. Top general Oleksandr Tarnavskyi said troops faced ammunition shortages along the "entire front line", creating a "big problem" for Kyiv. It comes as billions of dollars of US and EU aid have been held up amid political wrangles. Ukraine said it hoped to boost its own ammunition industry with western help. But it relies heavily on western supplies, particularly on deliveries of long-range missiles and air defence systems, to fight occupying Russian forces.

Pakistan’s former leader Imran Khan uses AI to campaign from behind bars (Washington Post) Pakistan’s former prime minister Imran Khan campaigned from behind bars over the weekend, using artificial intelligence in an online rally to circumvent a broad state-backed crackdown on events held by his party. The social media team from the Tehreek-e-Insaf, or PTI, opposition party used AI to generate audio of Khan’s voice for a four-minute video clip, accompanied by graphics and previously filmed footage, that ran online Sunday night local time. In the video, Khan—who was jailed in August on corruption charges—greets his supporters and likens his time in prison to a fight for the freedom of Pakistan.

Survivors Face Subzero Temperatures After Quake Kills Over 100 in China (NYT) An earthquake killed at least 116 people in a mountainous area of northwestern China, officials and state media said on Tuesday, crumpling buildings while residents slept inside and sending people rushing into a frigid night. Rescuers were searching for survivors in rural Jishishan County in Gansu Province, the epicenter of the quake, officials from Gansu said at a news conference on Tuesday. They said the quake, which struck at 11:59 p.m. on Monday, had killed 105 people in the province and injured nearly 400 others. The quake had a magnitude of 5.9, according to the United States Geological Survey. Photos and videos shared by state media showed brick village houses that had caved in, and bedrooms buried in rubble. Hours later, rescuers were still digging people out, according to CCTV, the state broadcaster.

America Had ‘Quiet Quitting.’ In China, Young People Are ‘Letting It Rot.’ (WSJ) China’s ruling Communist Party wants the country’s young people to be ambitious, work hard and prepare for adversity. Many young Chinese aren't having it. Demoralized by a weak economy, unfulfilling jobs and a paternalistic state, they are looking for pathways out of the carefully scripted lives their elders want for them, putting themselves at odds with the country’s priorities. Catchphrases describing the mood have worked their way into everyday discourse. Last year, the phrase “let it rot” spread to describe young people who have completely given up. Companies, meanwhile, are setting their sights on a hot new growth market in China: the elderly. The country is aging much more quickly than other developing nations and has the world’s largest elderly population with more than 280 million people above the age of 60. Businesses that used to focus on babies are now targeting Chinese seniors.

New cyber warfare (Foreign Policy) Iranian fuel pumps returned to operationality on Tuesday following a cyberattack on Monday that shuttered nearly 70 percent of Tehran’s petrol services. An alleged Israeli-linked hacking group named Gonjeshke Darande, or Predatory Sparrow, claimed responsibility for the attack in a post on X, formerly Twitter, saying it was done “in response to the aggression of the Islamic Republic and its proxies in the region.” The group said it had the ability to cut off all fuel operations but chose not to out of concern for civilian safety.

Unwashed and underfed, babies born into Gaza war face hardship in tents (Reuters) The grandmother has a simple wish for her twin baby granddaughters, Alma and Salma: they should be in a clean, safe room where they can be bathed. Instead, the infants are living in a tent in a camp for displaced people in Rafah, southern Gaza. Their mother cannot breastfeed them because she is not getting enough nutrition for her body to produce milk. And they have never been bathed. Alma and Salma are part of a generation of Gaza babies born into homeless, destitute families struggling to survive Israel’s ferocious military assault on their crowded strip of land, which has caused a humanitarian catastrophe. Their grandmother, Um Mohammed al-Jadba, struggles every day to find water to make them bottles of formula milk. She boils the water in a thermos flask on a fire outside the tent. Elsewhere in the tent camp where Alma and Salma were living, other families with babies were facing similar hardships.

Shrugging Off Egypt’s Crises, El-Sisi Gets Set for 6 More Years (NYT) Over a decade at the helm of the Arab world’s most populous country, there have been times when President Abdel Fattah el-Sisi of Egypt looked like a man dangling from a ledge by the tips of his fingers. Yet, a decade later, he is still president—and back for six more years, as the results of this month’s presidential election confirm. The authorities said Monday that Mr. el-Sisi had won a third term with 89.6 percent of the vote. (Leading opposition candidate Ahmed Tantawy had pulled out months ago, claiming intimidation and violence against his campaign.) No one doubted the outcome, given all the advantages of his authoritarian grip on the country. An extra edge came from the war in next-door Gaza, which has allowed Mr. el-Sisi to cast himself as a strong leader at home and abroad, just as he did after conflicts in Libya, Sudan, Syria and beyond. This is the turbulent map that is Middle East geopolitics, a multifront five-alarm fire that has made Mr. el-Sisi, in his obstinate way, look like a rock of stability.

Choppy Waters (Foreign Policy) In the past few weeks, Yemen’s Houthi militants have conducted ballistic missile and drone strikes against at least 10 merchant vessels and a U.S. Navy ship, U.S. Defense Secretary Lloyd Austin said. To counter such actions, Washington—along with Bahrain, Canada, France, Italy, the Netherlands, Norway, Seychelles, Spain, and the United Kingdom—established a joint maritime task force on Tuesday to ensure “freedom of navigation for all countries” and bolster “regional security and prosperity.” The initiative will be aided by Task Force 153, a Bahrain-based unit formed last year and led by the U.S. Navy to help safeguard the Red Sea and Gulf of Aden. As countries work to combat Houthi assaults, private companies are suspending their operations in the area. BP halted oil and gas shipments through the Red Sea indefinitely on Monday after two more Houthi strikes hit the Panama-flagged MSC Clara and the Norwegian-owned Swan Atlantic. Five major shipping companies from Hong Kong, Denmark, France, Germany, and Taiwan, as well as the Italian-Swiss-owned Mediterranean Shipping Company, all halted their operations in the Red Sea and Gulf of Aden, diverting many of their vessels to instead go around the Cape of Good Hope off South Africa’s coast. The need to reroute shipping is fueling global trade disruptions. Delaying access to this vital thoroughfare will cause mass delays, putting supply chains at risk of collapse. Some of the world’s most convenient shipping lanes are in geopolitically choppy Middle Eastern waters.

At least 13 dead, 178 injured after a massive fuel depot explosion in Guinea’s capital (AP) An explosion and inferno at Guinea’s main fuel depot in the capital of Conakry left at least 13 people dead and 178 injured, authorities said Monday, as the West African country was assisted by other nations in managing the disaster. The massive explosion sparked the fire at the Guinean Petroleum Company depot after midnight Sunday, Guinea’s presidency said. It caused significant damage in the heart of the Kaloum administrative district, home to most government offices.

There’s No Shame in Feeling Lonely (NYT) This Christmas, Renate Bello, 56, will spend the holiday taking care of her neighbor’s dogs in Easthampton, Mass. Without any family or close friends nearby, holidays can be an especially lonely time, she said, and she longs to build deeper connections with humans. “I know a number of people,” she said. “But they are not necessarily people I would call up to say, ‘Let’s go hang out.’” Loneliness can carry a stigma in our society. People who experience unwanted solitude may assume that they are unlikable or unlovable—that they are to blame for not having more friends, community connections or a romantic partner. “This can cause profound shame, which can erode self esteem,” said Dr. Vivek H. Murthy, the surgeon general and author of “Together: The Healing Power of Human Connection in a Sometimes Lonely World.” “It can also worsen feelings of loneliness, as it often pushes us to distance ourselves from others at a time when we need support most.” But the truth is, he added, loneliness is a universal human experience. “We all feel lonely at times just like we all feel hunger or thirst,” Dr. Murthy said. “There is no reason to be ashamed of being human.”

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Events 11.10 (after 1950)

1951 – With the rollout of the North American Numbering Plan, direct-dial coast-to-coast telephone service begins in the United States. 1954 – U.S. President Dwight D. Eisenhower dedicates the USMC War Memorial (Iwo Jima memorial) in Arlington Ridge Park in Arlington County, Virginia. 1958 – The Hope Diamond is donated to the Smithsonian Institution by New York diamond merchant Harry Winston. 1969 – National Educational Television (the predecessor to the Public Broadcasting Service) in the United States debuts Sesame Street. 1970 – Vietnam War: Vietnamization: For the first time in five years, an entire week ends with no reports of American combat fatalities in Southeast Asia. 1970 – Luna 17: uncrewed space mission launched by the Soviet Union. 1971 – In Cambodia, Khmer Rouge forces attack the city of Phnom Penh and its airport, killing 44, wounding at least 30 and damaging nine aircraft. 1971 – A Merpati Nusantara Airlines Vickers Viscount crashes into the Indian Ocean near Padang, West Sumatra, Indonesia, killing all 69 people on board. 1972 – Southern Airways Flight 49 from Birmingham, Alabama is hijacked and, at one point, is threatened with crashing into the nuclear installation at the Oak Ridge National Laboratory. After two days, the plane lands in Havana, Cuba, where the hijackers are jailed by Fidel Castro. 1975 – The 729-foot-long freighter SS Edmund Fitzgerald sinks during a storm on Lake Superior, killing all 29 crew on board. 1975 – Israeli-Palestinian conflict: the United Nations General Assembly passes Resolution 3379, determining that Zionism is a form of racism. 1979 – A 106-car Canadian Pacific freight train carrying explosive and poisonous chemicals from Windsor, Ontario, Canada derails in Mississauga, Ontario. 1983 – Bill Gates introduces Windows 1.0. 1985 – A Dassault Falcon 50 and a Piper PA-28 Cherokee collide in mid-air over Fairview, New Jersey, killing six people and injuring eight. 1989 – Longtime Bulgarian leader Todor Zhivkov is removed from office and replaced by Petar Mladenov. 1989 – Germans begin to tear down the Berlin Wall. 1995 – In Nigeria, playwright and environmental activist Ken Saro-Wiwa, along with eight others from the Movement for the Survival of the Ogoni People (Mosop), are hanged by government forces. 1997 – WorldCom and MCI Communications announce a $37 billion merger (the largest merger in US history at the time). 2002 – Veteran's Day Weekend Tornado Outbreak: A tornado outbreak stretching from Northern Ohio to the Gulf Coast, one of the largest outbreaks recorded in November. 2006 – Sri Lankan Tamil politician Nadarajah Raviraj is assassinated in Colombo. 2006 – The National Museum of the Marine Corps in Quantico, Virginia is opened and dedicated by U.S. President George W. Bush, who announces that Marine Corporal Jason Dunham will posthumously receive the Medal of Honor. 2008 – Over five months after landing on Mars, NASA declares the Phoenix mission concluded after communications with the lander were lost. 2009 – Ships of the South and North Korean navies skirmish off Daecheong Island in the Yellow Sea. 2019 – President of Bolivia Evo Morales and several of his government resign after 19 days of civil protests and a recommendation from the military. 2020 – Armenia and Azerbaijan sign a ceasefire agreement, ending the Second Nagorno-Karabakh War, and prompting protests in Armenia.

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As a car enthusiast, one of life's great pleasures is visiting beautiful, state-of-the-art auto showrooms to admire the latest vehicles. The major car dealerships in America offer more than just sales - they provide an immersive experience into automotive innovation and design. This guide will highlight some of the most impressive new car showrooms to explore in the United States. We'll cover everything from sprawling dealerships showcasing domestic models to posh retailers of exotic imports. Let's take a tour of America's best: Major Domestic Car Showrooms The Big Three U.S. automakers - Ford, GM, and Chrysler - operate dealership showrooms nationwide. Here are some of their flagship locations: Galpin Ford (Los Angeles) This massive facility in LA's San Fernando Valley bills itself as the "world's largest Ford dealership". In addition to a 165,000 sq. ft. main car showroom, Galpin operates a separate facility just for Ford's GT supercar. Serra Chevrolet (Michigan) Located just outside GM's headquarters in Detroit, Serra Chevrolet claims to offer the country's largest Chevy dealership sales volume. Their modern showroom displays the full Chevy lineup including Corvettes and Camaros. Bob Rohrman Chrysler Dodge Jeep Ram (Indiana) Spread over 65 acres with a gorgeous franchised showroom, this Midwest dealership is one of the biggest Chrysler Dodge Jeep Ram retailers in the nation. They offer substantial discounts on popular models like the Dodge Charger and Jeep Cherokee. These enormous dealerships give domestic car shoppers expansive inventories to browse flagship American brand vehicles. Their facilities cater to customers with on-site dining, lounges, free WiFi and more. Luxury Import Car Showrooms For those seeking ultra-high-end rides, the luxury car showrooms of premium import automakers deliver an unmatched experience. Some stunning examples: Beverly Hills Porsche The epicenter of luxury vehicles on LA's famous Rodeo Drive, the Porsche showroom here caters to Hollywood elites and serious sports car aficionados. Surrounded by other opulent auto dealers, you'll find the latest 911 models along with rare vintage Porsches. Audi of America HQ (Virginia) The pinnacle of modern auto retail architecture, this crystalline all-glass facility designed by renowned architect Bjarke Ingels houses Audi's North American headquarters along with a pristine showroom displaying their full lineup of technologically advanced luxury vehicles. Mercedes Manhattan (New York) Located right on 11th Avenue, the Mercedes-Benz Manhattan dealership offers a cool urban showroom experience showing off the best from the iconic German brand including AMG high-performance and Maybach ultra-luxury models. For well-heeled buyers seeking elite import vehicles like BMWs, Land Rovers and Lexus sedans, upmarket brand showrooms provide exclusive access to test drive their latest models. The service caters to their exclusive clientele. American Auto History Museums In addition to new car dealerships, America has numerous museums that function as showrooms for the most iconic vintage domestic vehicles: Henry Ford Museum (Michigan) - This sprawling complex includes an amazing "Automotive Hall of Fame" exhibit with classic cars spanning eras from a 1886 Benz to a 1970 Mustang Boss 429. Petersen Automotive Museum (California) - One of the world's largest auto-focused museums, the Petersen has gorgeous themed galleries like "Hollywood Dream Machines" with famous movie cars. Lane Motor Museum (Tennessee) - A hidden Nashville gem, the Lane Motor Museum showcases European sports cars from the 1920-1970s including rare makes like Abarth, Frazer Nash, Iso, Panhard and more. Wandering these enormous museums provides an immersive journey through automotive history. Their rotating exhibits and events calendar offer endless sights for auto buffs. Exotic and Vintage Car Showroom

s For lovers of truly rare exotics and vintage vehicles, specialized showrooms across America deal in everything from prewar classics to modern hypercars. Notable examples include: Ferrari Beverly Hills - This authorized Ferrari dealership carries new models along with an extensive showroom of vintage Ferraris available for acquisition. $1 million+ price tags are common. Obsolete Auto (Illinois) - Calling themselves "automotive archaeologists", Obsolete Auto's amazing warehouse showroom contains hundreds of obscure pre-war cars from long gone brands like Dodge Brothers, REO, and Willys-Overland. Miller Motorcars (Connecticut) - With an ever-changing inventory, Miller Motorcars buys and sells blue chip exotics. A recent visit found a $3 million Bugatti Chiron alongside classics like an Aston Martin DB4 and Porsche 550 Spyder. For well-funded buyers and collectors seeking unique vintage machines, specialized exotic and antique auto retailers offer the chance to purchase rare automotive works of art. Auto Shows In addition to dealership showrooms, major auto shows across America provide a special opportunity for the public to preview the latest models and concept cars: Detroit Auto Show - The premier American auto show and a mecca for domestic vehicle debuts held at Detroit's Cobo Center every January. New York International Auto Show - Covering over 1 million square feet at the Javits Center, this springtime show unveils the newest exotics, imports and concepts. Los Angeles Auto Show - Focused on green cars and hybrid/EV technology reveals, the LA Auto Show happens every November/December at the LA Convention Center. Chicago Auto Show - Dating back to 1901, the huge Chicago show spanning over 1,000,000 square feet at McCormick Place has hosted thousands of vehicle debuts. Auto shows give enthusiasts access to see, sit in, and experience tomorrow's models and future concepts today. They offer a rare look at vehicles not yet available in showrooms. FAQs What is the biggest car dealership in the United States? Galpin Ford in Los Angeles' San Fernando Valley claims to be the country's largest Ford dealership at 165,000 square feet along with a separate facility just for the Ford GT supercar. Where can I find showrooms for European luxury cars? Major cities like Los Angeles, New York and Miami have high-end import car showrooms for brands like Porsche, Ferrari, BMW, Mercedes, Jaguar, etc. And most luxury makes have flagship dealerships in their American headquarters cities. Are there car museums that display vintage autos? Yes, renowned public museums like the Henry Ford Museum in Michigan and Petersen Automotive Museum in Los Angeles have expansive exhibits showcasing historic cars spanning decades. Where can I see rare and exotic sports cars for sale? Specialized dealers like Ferrari Beverly Hills, Obsolete Auto and Miller Motorcars deal in rare vintage and exotic cars. Their ever-changing inventory can include million dollar+ classics and modern supercars beyond what typical showrooms carry. What are the major American auto shows open to the public? The Detroit Auto Show, New York International Auto Show, Los Angeles Auto Show and Chicago Auto Show are premier American auto shows where brands unveil concept cars and new models. Key Takeaways Sprawling domestic car dealership showrooms like Galpin Ford offer huge selections of American model vehicles with amenities for customers. Luxury import brand showrooms in major cities cater to affluent buyers and auto aficionados providing white glove service. Auto museums like the Henry Ford and Petersen house amazing galleries showcasing historic cars across eras and genres. Specialized exotic car showrooms deal in rare vintage and modern supercars often with price tags in the millions. Major auto shows in Detroit, New York, Los Angeles and

Chicago allow the public to get an early look at the newest vehicles. Whether you're looking to browse the latest models, acquire collectible classics, or spot future concept cars, America offers an amazing diversity of auto showrooms for all interests and budgets. #Wiack #Car #CarInsurance #CarRental #CarPrice #AutoLoans

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As a car enthusiast, one of life's great pleasures is visiting beautiful, state-of-the-art auto showrooms to admire the latest vehicles. The major car dealerships in America offer more than just sales - they provide an immersive experience into automotive innovation and design. This guide will highlight some of the most impressive new car showrooms to explore in the United States. We'll cover everything from sprawling dealerships showcasing domestic models to posh retailers of exotic imports. Let's take a tour of America's best: Major Domestic Car Showrooms The Big Three U.S. automakers - Ford, GM, and Chrysler - operate dealership showrooms nationwide. Here are some of their flagship locations: Galpin Ford (Los Angeles) This massive facility in LA's San Fernando Valley bills itself as the "world's largest Ford dealership". In addition to a 165,000 sq. ft. main car showroom, Galpin operates a separate facility just for Ford's GT supercar. Serra Chevrolet (Michigan) Located just outside GM's headquarters in Detroit, Serra Chevrolet claims to offer the country's largest Chevy dealership sales volume. Their modern showroom displays the full Chevy lineup including Corvettes and Camaros. Bob Rohrman Chrysler Dodge Jeep Ram (Indiana) Spread over 65 acres with a gorgeous franchised showroom, this Midwest dealership is one of the biggest Chrysler Dodge Jeep Ram retailers in the nation. They offer substantial discounts on popular models like the Dodge Charger and Jeep Cherokee. These enormous dealerships give domestic car shoppers expansive inventories to browse flagship American brand vehicles. Their facilities cater to customers with on-site dining, lounges, free WiFi and more. Luxury Import Car Showrooms For those seeking ultra-high-end rides, the luxury car showrooms of premium import automakers deliver an unmatched experience. Some stunning examples: Beverly Hills Porsche The epicenter of luxury vehicles on LA's famous Rodeo Drive, the Porsche showroom here caters to Hollywood elites and serious sports car aficionados. Surrounded by other opulent auto dealers, you'll find the latest 911 models along with rare vintage Porsches. Audi of America HQ (Virginia) The pinnacle of modern auto retail architecture, this crystalline all-glass facility designed by renowned architect Bjarke Ingels houses Audi's North American headquarters along with a pristine showroom displaying their full lineup of technologically advanced luxury vehicles. Mercedes Manhattan (New York) Located right on 11th Avenue, the Mercedes-Benz Manhattan dealership offers a cool urban showroom experience showing off the best from the iconic German brand including AMG high-performance and Maybach ultra-luxury models. For well-heeled buyers seeking elite import vehicles like BMWs, Land Rovers and Lexus sedans, upmarket brand showrooms provide exclusive access to test drive their latest models. The service caters to their exclusive clientele. American Auto History Museums In addition to new car dealerships, America has numerous museums that function as showrooms for the most iconic vintage domestic vehicles: Henry Ford Museum (Michigan) - This sprawling complex includes an amazing "Automotive Hall of Fame" exhibit with classic cars spanning eras from a 1886 Benz to a 1970 Mustang Boss 429. Petersen Automotive Museum (California) - One of the world's largest auto-focused museums, the Petersen has gorgeous themed galleries like "Hollywood Dream Machines" with famous movie cars. Lane Motor Museum (Tennessee) - A hidden Nashville gem, the Lane Motor Museum showcases European sports cars from the 1920-1970s including rare makes like Abarth, Frazer Nash, Iso, Panhard and more. Wandering these enormous museums provides an immersive journey through automotive history. Their rotating exhibits and events calendar offer endless sights for auto buffs. Exotic and Vintage Car Showroom

s For lovers of truly rare exotics and vintage vehicles, specialized showrooms across America deal in everything from prewar classics to modern hypercars. Notable examples include: Ferrari Beverly Hills - This authorized Ferrari dealership carries new models along with an extensive showroom of vintage Ferraris available for acquisition. $1 million+ price tags are common. Obsolete Auto (Illinois) - Calling themselves "automotive archaeologists", Obsolete Auto's amazing warehouse showroom contains hundreds of obscure pre-war cars from long gone brands like Dodge Brothers, REO, and Willys-Overland. Miller Motorcars (Connecticut) - With an ever-changing inventory, Miller Motorcars buys and sells blue chip exotics. A recent visit found a $3 million Bugatti Chiron alongside classics like an Aston Martin DB4 and Porsche 550 Spyder. For well-funded buyers and collectors seeking unique vintage machines, specialized exotic and antique auto retailers offer the chance to purchase rare automotive works of art. Auto Shows In addition to dealership showrooms, major auto shows across America provide a special opportunity for the public to preview the latest models and concept cars: Detroit Auto Show - The premier American auto show and a mecca for domestic vehicle debuts held at Detroit's Cobo Center every January. New York International Auto Show - Covering over 1 million square feet at the Javits Center, this springtime show unveils the newest exotics, imports and concepts. Los Angeles Auto Show - Focused on green cars and hybrid/EV technology reveals, the LA Auto Show happens every November/December at the LA Convention Center. Chicago Auto Show - Dating back to 1901, the huge Chicago show spanning over 1,000,000 square feet at McCormick Place has hosted thousands of vehicle debuts. Auto shows give enthusiasts access to see, sit in, and experience tomorrow's models and future concepts today. They offer a rare look at vehicles not yet available in showrooms. FAQs What is the biggest car dealership in the United States? Galpin Ford in Los Angeles' San Fernando Valley claims to be the country's largest Ford dealership at 165,000 square feet along with a separate facility just for the Ford GT supercar. Where can I find showrooms for European luxury cars? Major cities like Los Angeles, New York and Miami have high-end import car showrooms for brands like Porsche, Ferrari, BMW, Mercedes, Jaguar, etc. And most luxury makes have flagship dealerships in their American headquarters cities. Are there car museums that display vintage autos? Yes, renowned public museums like the Henry Ford Museum in Michigan and Petersen Automotive Museum in Los Angeles have expansive exhibits showcasing historic cars spanning decades. Where can I see rare and exotic sports cars for sale? Specialized dealers like Ferrari Beverly Hills, Obsolete Auto and Miller Motorcars deal in rare vintage and exotic cars. Their ever-changing inventory can include million dollar+ classics and modern supercars beyond what typical showrooms carry. What are the major American auto shows open to the public? The Detroit Auto Show, New York International Auto Show, Los Angeles Auto Show and Chicago Auto Show are premier American auto shows where brands unveil concept cars and new models. Key Takeaways Sprawling domestic car dealership showrooms like Galpin Ford offer huge selections of American model vehicles with amenities for customers. Luxury import brand showrooms in major cities cater to affluent buyers and auto aficionados providing white glove service. Auto museums like the Henry Ford and Petersen house amazing galleries showcasing historic cars across eras and genres. Specialized exotic car showrooms deal in rare vintage and modern supercars often with price tags in the millions. Major auto shows in Detroit, New York, Los Angeles and

Chicago allow the public to get an early look at the newest vehicles. Whether you're looking to browse the latest models, acquire collectible classics, or spot future concept cars, America offers an amazing diversity of auto showrooms for all interests and budgets. #Wiack #Car #CarInsurance #CarRental #CarPrice #AutoLoans

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A powerful storm in the eastern United States resulted in 2 deaths and 1.1 million people losing power.

On Monday, a severe storm swept across the eastern United States, including hail and lightning, resulting in at least two deaths, thousands of US flights being canceled or delayed, and over 1.1 million households and businesses losing power. A tornado warning was issued for the Washington D.C. area by the National Weather Service, with a special statement warning of the significant threat of destructive and localized damaging hurricanes, the possibility of large hail, tornadoes, and even strong tornadoes.

The storm had a widespread impact, with tornado watches and warnings issued across 10 states from Tennessee to New York. The National Weather Service reported that over 29.5 million people were under tornado watch on Monday afternoon.

According to the Anderson County Coroner's Office, a 15-year-old boy in South Carolina was tragically killed when a tree fell on him as he arrived at his grandparents' house during the storm. In Florence, Alabama, a 28-year-old man was fatally struck by lightning, as reported by WAAY-TV.

Based on data from flight tracking service FlightAware, as of Monday evening, over 2,600 flights had been canceled and nearly 7,900 flights were delayed in the US. Many of the cancellations were at Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport, which was recovering from disruptions caused by Sunday's storm.

The Federal Aviation Administration mentioned that flight routes were being adjusted to divert planes away from the storm over the East Coast.

Meteorologist Chris Strong from the National Weather Service described it as one of the most significant severe weather events to affect the central Atlantic in some time, in a Facebook live briefing.

The storm was expected to hit major population areas later in the afternoon and early evening, prompting federal workers to leave work early to avoid being stuck in their cars during high winds, hail, and tornadoes. Residents were strongly advised to seek shelter in sturdy buildings, either at home or at their workplaces.

The storm led to the postponement of a Major League Baseball game between the Philadelphia Phillies and the Washington Nationals. In Maryland, the National Weather Service issued flash flood warnings for Tuesday after a rapid rainfall of 4 inches (10.2 cm).

According to outage data, by evening, over 1.1 million customers were without power in states along the storm's path, including Alabama, Georgia, South Carolina, North Carolina, Maryland, Delaware, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Tennessee, West Virginia, and Virginia. The Knoxville Utilities Board tweeted that the damage to their Tennessee service area was extensive and widespread, potentially taking several days to restore.

News media reported that trees and power lines collapsed in several states, falling onto roads and some homes. In Westminster, Maryland, a row of utility poles fell, as reported by WJLA-TV. In Hockessin, Delaware, the roof of at least one residence was blown off, according to 6ABC-TV.

"We saw the clouds come in, and you could hear a rumbling in the distance," said Tom Tomovich, whose home was damaged. "We went into the house, and we're on the first floor, and before we could even blink, the wind was coming in the back of our house."

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Low Car Insurance – Who Needs It?

With insurance price rising this year, it’s become essential to find low car insurance packages. If you compare monthly premiums from different companies, you’ll notice significant differences. So, if you want to save some money on your insurance, it’s better to know which company offers the cheapest package for your vehicle.

In this guide, you’ll learn about affordable auto insurance, companies that offer this service, and if such a policy is suitable for you.

WHAT IS LOW COST INSURANCE FOR CARS?

Low cost insurance is good ol’ auto insurance that is more affordable compared to the traditional packages. It’s not a separate program that will help you save tons of money on insurance. Instead, it’s a cheap insurance policy that still includes full coverage.

The latter is particularly important for those who want to reduce their monthly payments. More often than not, companies advertise their insurance as “cheapest”, when in reality, they’re simply the coverage. It’s important to avoid falling for such tricks because such insurance might end up costing more.

Therefore, you should choose a company that has low cost auto insurance and offers full coverage. You should also read the terms carefully and figure out what exclusions apply. We all hate reading paperwork, but trust me, it’s worth it. Overwhelming clauses and terms usually hold important information for us. By being attentive from the very beginning, you can easily start cutting your insurance costs.

WHICH COMPANIES OFFER LOW COST AUTO INSURANCE?

Several companies offer low cost car insurance, including Erie, State Farm, USAA, Metromile, Geico, and Progressive. Not all of them are made equal, however.

Erie

According to ValuePenguin, Erie offers the cheapest auto insurance. Their six-month rate is $195 on average, which is quite surprising considering the prices from other companies. Their monthly premium includes basic coverage. If you go for full coverage insurance, you’ll pay $806 in six months. However, their rates are still lower compared to other companies.

Unfortunately, Erie is only available in 12 states and D.C., including Illinois, Indiana, Kentucky, Maryland, New York, North Carolina, Ohio, Pennsylvania, Tennessee, Virginia, West Virginia, and Wisconsin. If you live in one of these states, you can certainly enjoy their cheap car insurance.

State Farm

For a minimum coverage policy, State Farm will charge you approximately $309 in six months. If you choose the full coverage package, that number will increase to $812. They don’t offer the cheapest insurance, however, they have other advantages.

Namely, State Farm is the company where your premium won’t skyrocket after the accident. They’ll probably increase your premium by 24%, which is the cheapest increase you can get. In other companies, your premium will grow by at least 42%.

USAA

USAA offers the cheapest auto insurance, however, they only cater to the military, veterans, and their families. Their average rate for six months is $224. If they provided insurance for everyone, their affordability would be really hard to beat.

Metromile

Metromile is a great choice for those who don’t drive a lot. They have specific insurance policies for low-mileage drivers. Since they calculate monthly premiums depending on your mileage, their rates seem to be fairer.

Similar to Erie, this company isn’t available nationwide. You can only use their insurance if you live in Arizona, California, Illinois, New Jersey, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Virginia, or Washington.

Geico

If you have a poor credit score, it doesn’t necessarily mean that you should pay tremendous premiums. You can simply use auto insurance from Geico. As it turns out, this company has the cheapest insurance for people who’ve decreased their credit score substantially.

Progressive

According to NerdWallet, Progressive is also among the companies that offer cheap insurance packages. Even though their coverage and rates vary from one state to another, their prices still fall into the affordable category. Plus, Progressive has the cheapest rates after DUI (Driving Under Influence).

If you want to know what your premium will be, you can get low rate car insurance quotes. That way, you’ll get the chance to compare individual prices and be prepared when you visit the insurance company.

HOW DO COMPANIES CALCULATE INSURANCE PREMIUMS?

Insurance companies usually calculate premiums by assessing how much risk your driving contains. In other words, they figure out how likely you are to get into the accident and ask for a claim. By considering factors such as annual mileage, your age, credit score, your driving record, location, and the type of the car, they get the chance to evaluate the risks.

Annual mileage

Even though insurance companies don’t usually care about the overall mileage of your vehicle, they certainly want to know your annual mileage. The reason is simple – the more you drive, the higher the risk that you’ll end up in a car crash. Therefore, they usually ask you to evaluate your annual mileage when you’re filling for the insurance.

Naturally, some insurance companies check your mileage to verify the numbers you provided. But what happens if you exceed the annual mileage limit? Some companies might increase your premium, while others will leave everything the same. Either way, your annual mileage will play a role in calculating your monthly payments.

Age

Insurance companies also consider your age while counting your premium. Low cost insurance for young drivers is usually more expensive. Since inexperienced motorists are more likely to cause accidents, their premiums are usually significantly higher. Don’t worry – you’ll stop paying more once you’re older than 25.

Credit score

A poor credit score also affects your premium in a bad way. Your rates could increase up to 100% depending on the company.

Driving records

The history of accidents will also influence your insurance rates. If the company sees that you’ve been in car crashes before, they will assume that you’ll do the same thing in the future. Similarly, they’ll examine your claim history and charge you more if you filed claims frequently.

Location

If you live in a dangerous area or an expensive state, your insurance premium will be higher. In places where thefts and vandalism are common, the rates for car insurance are swollen.

The type of the car

Finally, the insurance companies will calculate your monthly payments depending on the model, make, and year of your vehicle. It goes without saying that the owners of luxury sports vehicles pay way more than those who drive affordable models.

WHO CAN GET LOW COST CAR INSURANCE?

Low cost auto insurance doesn’t have any specific criteria – anyone can get it if it’s available in their location. If you don’t use the vehicle frequently or you can’t afford to pay your current premium, you can always shop around and find ways to decrease monthly payments.

The only exception is the USAA as they provide services only for the military, veterans, and their family members. Other than that, you should be able to switch to more affordable insurance.

I understand that companies that offer the cheapest packages aren’t available everywhere. In that case, you can maintain a high credit score, drive safely, and avoid filing for a claim unnecessarily. That way, you’ll build trust and eventually diminish the costs of auto insurance.

CHEAPEST STATES FOR AUTO INSURANCE

According to the recent data, the cheapest states for auto insurance are Maine, New Hampshire, Ohio, Virginia, Wisconsin, Idaho, North Carolina, Vermont, Indiana, and Iowa. In these states, rates vary from $865 to $1,071 annually.

Individual premiums will still vary, however, you shouldn’t expect significant fluctuation if you’re an average driver.

No matter where you live, it’s always reasonable to compare prices before you choose the insurance company. Don’t forget to pay attention to the coverage, as it determines the cost of the premium.

DOES MILEAGE AFFECT INSURANCE RATES?

The overall mileage doesn’t affect insurance rates, however, the annual mileage does. Therefore, low cost car insurance price will also vary depending on how much you drive.

As I’ve mentioned above, insurance companies always ask you about your annual mileage. At the end of the year, some of them might even examine the miles you traveled. Trust me, insurance companies know how to check mileage in a car. They might inspect the vehicle with specific equipment or install some sort of telematics device. Either way, lying about mileage to reduce insurance costs isn’t the best decision.

HOW DO PEOPLE USE A MILEAGE BLOCKER TO GET LOW RATE CAR INSURANCE?

Instead of lying about the odometer reading, some people learn how to change mileage to get low rate car insurance. Specifically, they buy the mileage blocker and use it to pay less for auto insurance.

But how is that possible? – you see, the mileage stopper is a module that prevents your car from recording the distance. You can activate it in motion effortlessly. Even though it’s an ethical device that manufacturers created for testing purposes, people still found ways to use this tool unethically.

Mileage blocker offers untraceable performance as it affects all control units. It has countless useful features, which is why some drivers choose to utilize it on public roads. You can always activate this tool in a controlled environment, however, it’s better to avoid using it while driving. For further details visit our costumer center.

FINAL TAKEAWAY

Low car insurance is worth checking out if you want to decrease your insurance costs. You can find it in the majority of the biggest companies, however, not all of them are available nationwide. Luckily, some states are still cheaper in terms of car insurance regardless of the company. By comparing quotes, you’ll certainly be able to find a suitable option.

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Weird law fact anon here to give you some laughs!!!

In Alabama, it is illegal to wear a mustache in church that makes people laugh.

In Alaska, you can not wake a sleeping bear to take a photo.

In Arizona, it's illegal to let a donkey sleep in a bathtub.

In Arkansas, you cannot honk your car horn near a sandwich shop after 9pm.

In California, if a frog dies during a frog jumping contest, it is illegal to eat that.

Also in California, it is illegal to eat an orange in the bathtub.

In Colorado, you are not allowed to keep a couch on your porch.

In Connecticut, a pickle cannot legally be called a pickle unless it bounces.

In Delaware, it's illegal to sell dog hair.

In Florida, if you tie an elephant to a parking meter, you still have to pay the same parking meter dues as you would with a car.

In Georgia, you cannot keep an ice cream cone in your back pocket on Sundays.

In Hawaii, it's illegal to stick a coin in your ear.

In Idaho, it's illegal to give someone a box of chocolates that weighs more than 50 pounds.

In Illinois, it's illegal to fall asleep in a cheese shop.

In Indiana, it's illegal to catch a fish with your bare hands... or with a firearm.

In Iowa, it's illegal for one armed piano players to charge money for their performances.

In Kansas, there's a poorly phrased law that states, "If two trains meet on the same track, neither shall proceed until the other has passed".

In Kentucky, it's illegal to sell dyed baby chicks, unless you sell them in groups of 6.

In Louisiana, it's illegal to send a pizza to anyone else's house without their knowledge.

In Maine, you can't keep up Christmas decorations after January 14th.

In Maryland, though outdated, it's still technically illegal to wear sleeveless shirts in public.

In Massachusetts, you can't own an explosive golf ball.

In Michigan, women are technically not allowed to cut their own hair without their husband's permission.

In Minnesota, contests where the point is to catch a greased or oiled pig are illegal.

In Mississippi, it's illegal to disrupt a church service and parishioners are allowed, maybe encouraged, to perform a citizens arrest on them.

In Missouri, it's illegal to drive with an uncaged bear.

In Montana, putting an animal on railroad tracks with the intent of harming the train or the tracks is punishable by a $50,000 fine or 5 years in prison.

In Nebraska, it's illegal for people with STDs to get married.

In Nevada, it's unlawful to drive a camel down the highway.

In New Hampshire, you can't collect or carry away seaweed at night.

In New Jersey, it's illegal for men to knit during the fishing season.

In New Mexico, the state ordered over 400 words removed from "Romeo and Juliet" for being a little too unsavory.

In New York, it's illegal to take any pictures with big cats.

In North Dakota, it's illegal to lie down and fall asleep with your shoes on.

In Ohio, you can't get a fish drunk.

In Oklahoma, you can't make glue out of dead skunks.

In Oregon, it's illegal to go hunting in a cemetery.

In Pennsylvania, it's illegal to catch a fish with your mouth.

In Rhode Island, it's illegal to race horses on a highway, but if you do it's only a $20 fine.

In South Carolina, a man over 16 can't seduce a woman by lying and saying he'll marry her. Women can do it to men, though.

In South Dakota, casinos are not allowed to have a sign that says "casino".

In Tennessee, you can't share your Netflix password.

In Texas, it's unlawful to sell a human eye.

In Utah, it's illegal to ride a bike without at least one hand on the handlebars.

In Vermont, women need permission from their husbands to wear fake teeth.

In Virginia, having sex outside of marriage is still illegal.

In Washington State, should you be the person to confirm the existence of the species, it is illegal to harass or kill Bigfoot or Sasquatch.

In West Virginia, it's illegal to whistle under water.

In Wisconsin, butter substitutes cannot be served in a restaurant unless people specifically ask for it.

In Wisconsin, it's illegal to take a picture of a rabbit from January to April without a permit.

Lmao bruh what are these laws? Catch me in the streets selling human eyes yall. I got browns, blues, and even the rare gray and greens!

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Lost Title for a Camper or RV: Know How to Solve This

If you are a camper or RV owner, you must know what happens when you accidentally lose a camper title. Losing your camper’s title can be a nightmare if you don’t know how, where, and when you have lost it. We know it’s something to lose your sleepover, but don’t worry, Lost Title Solutions has got you covered.

The camper title is proof that you are the vehicle’s legal owner. So, you should move as quickly as you can when you realize that you have lost the title. If you currently own the camper and the previous title was in your name, the process is quite straightforward and the DMV will assist you in getting a new copy of your own title in the state it is recorded in.

What’s a Camper Title and Why Do You Need One?

A camper title is proof of ownership. It gives you the authority to legally transfer the vehicle to someone else’s name or sell it. Even if you don’t plan to do so, you need to have the camper’s title in your possession. Even though it is relatively easy to lose your vehicle’s title, it can also be stolen, lost, or damaged.

It’s critical for you to take the necessary steps to get your lost camper title. Thankfully, you can replace or recover a stolen or lost car title by hiring a reliable company with lost title solutions. So let’s find out the camper’s title and a way to get it back on the road quickly.

How to File for a Lost Camper’s Title When You Were the Last Titled Owner?

If you were the last title owner, you can request a duplicate car title from your local DMV. The DMV keeps records of all titled owners (for about 10 yrs in most cases) and can provide you with the duplicate title after reviewing the records to validate if you are actually the owner or not. Once you pass the screening process, you will get the duplicate camper’s title.

The application process takes time and the fees associated may differ, depending on the state. But be mindful that you can only file for the duplicate title in the state where your last camper’s title was issued, not the state you currently live in. You can either pass the request via mail or in person. If you need any help with the process, you can always reach out to Lost Title Solutions for help.

How Can Lost Title Solutions Help You Get Back Your Lost Camper Title?

If you have recently lost the original title to your vehicle, the lost title company can help you. We, at Lost Title solutions, can assist you in recovering a lost car title or truck, trailer, RV, campers, or motorcycle title. You will be required to fill out this form, and our customer service representative will discuss your vehicle title issue. We have a lot of satisfied customers in New Jersey, New Mexico, New York, North Carolina, South Carolina, West Virginia, Texas, Kansas, Oklahoma, and Pennsylvania.

You can call us with your questions. Call us at: (775) 237–3888 or by email at: [email protected] for your further questions.

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DeLoris Maxine Angerer

DeLoris Maxine Angerer Cedar Rapids DeLoris Maxine Angerer, 96, of Cedar Rapids, died peacefully on Tuesday, Dec. 20, 2022, at her home. Funeral Mass: 10:30 a.m. Thursday at St. Patrick Catholic Church by the Rev. Dennis Miller. Burial: Mount Calvary Cemetery. A rosary will be recited at 4 p.m. Wednesday and a vigil service will take place at 6:30 p.m. at Teahen Funeral Home. Those not attending these services may visit with the f amily from 4:30 to 6:30 p.m. Wednesday at the funeral home and after 9:30 a.m. Thursday at the church. DeLoris is survived by three daughters, Teresa “Terre” Britt of Prior Lake, Minn., Barbara Grove of Ely and Deborah (Larry) Oliphant of Muskego, Wis.; son, Thomas (Patti) Angerer of Greenfield, Wis.; nine grandchildren, Nicholas (Heather) Britt, Charlie Britt, Megan Britt, Chris (former wife, Candie) Levi, Dan (Kirsten) Levi, Delaine (Jeremy) Van Deraa, Justin (Candace) Oliphant, Greg (Penny) Grove and Kelli (Dan) Johnson; 17 great-grandchildren; seven great-great-grandchildren; and sister, Janet Kuehl. She was preceded in death by her husband, Richard; son-in-law, Bill Grove; brother, Don Holliday; sisters, Lorraine Hetzler and Estelle Sprinkle; and great-great-grandson, Matthew. DeLoris was born on March 31, 1926, in Fruitland, the daughter of Clyde and Bertha Moore Holliday. She graduated in 1944 from Muscatine High School. On Nov. 30, 1946, DeLoris married Richard Angerer in Muscatine. She worked for the Connecticut General Life Insurance Company (CGLIC) for 20 years and retired in 1981. DeLoris was a Red Cross volunteer and was very involved at St. Patrick Catholic Church. DeLoris enjoyed life. She stayed active with daily walks and driving her car well into her 90s. She played cards with zeal, was a steadfast volunteer, and knew how to graciously entertain family and friends. DeLoris was an excellent seamstress and made the kids 'entire wardrobes when they were young. She loved making matching sundresses for the girls with matching shirt for Tom. She was an excellent cook and baker, but her true expertise was pie baking. She was known far and wide for the flakiest crust of all time. Dick and DeLoris traveled the world. She was an amazing grandma, and loved the big Christmas Eve's at her home. And her morning coffee on the porch. Memorials may be directed the charity of the donor’s choice. Online condolences can be left at www.teahenfuneralhome.com. December 25, 2022 Berwick Pennsylvania Brinklow Maryland Arena North Dakota Sedalia Missouri Mc Girk Missouri Robbins California Clark Pennsylvania Turner Arkansas Glenwood New York Sheldon Vermont Sweeden Kentucky Williston Tennessee https://unitedstatesvirtualmail.blogspot.com/2022/12/deloris-maxine-angerer.html December 25, 2022 at 01:06AM Avalon Mississippi Whitewater Indiana Bernice Louisiana Braidwood Illinois North Clymer New York Blue Hill Maine Mays Landing New Jersey New Canton Virginia Greenvale New York https://bakersfieldcaliforniamailbox.blogspot.com/2022/12/deloris-maxine-angerer.html December 25, 2022 at 01:37AM https://unitedstatescounselingcreditconsumer.blogspot.com/2022/12/deloris-maxine-angerer.html

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Carmax maple shade

(NYSE: KMX), the nation’s largest retailer of used cars, is celebrating the grand opening of its new store in Maple Shade, located at 531 Route 38 West. RICHMOND, Virginia (September 29, 2016) – CarMax, Inc. In his new role, he will lead field strategy, including our auction business, and logistics.Company announces contributions to two local organizations He was promoted to Assistant Vice President, auction services and merchandising development in 2008 and then vice president, auction services and merchandising development in 2013. Wilson later served as purchasing manager at two CarMax stores in southern Florida before being promoted to regional vice president of merchandising. store, where he was subsequently promoted to buyer and then senior buyer. He began his career at CarMax in May 1995 as a buyer-in-training at the Raleigh, N.C. since 2016 until Novemand served as its Assistant Vice President of Auction Services & Buyer Development and Assistant Vice President of Auctions and Merchandising Development. Wilson served as Vice President of Auction Services & Merchandising Development of CarMax Inc. Charles Joseph Wilson also known as Joe, has been Senior Vice President of Store Strategy and Logistics at CarMax Inc. He received his BA in Political Science from the State University of New York at Buffalo and his JD from the Georgetown University Law Center. From 1985 to 1993, He served as the general counsel for several companies in the apparel manufacturing and retail field. From 1993 to June 2000, He served as a Vice President, General Counsel and Secretary at TBC Corporation. He served as Senior Vice President, General Counsel and Secretary of Advance Stores Co Inc., a subsidiary of Advance Auto Parts Inc. from April 2001 Apand served as its Secretary since April 2001. Margolin served as Senior Vice President and General Counsel of Advance Auto Parts Inc. Margolin served as Senior Vice President of CarMax Inc. since April 2016 and has been its General Counsel and Corporate Secretary since November 26, 2007. Margolin serves as Executive Vice President of CarMax Inc. 68%de colaboradores CarMax trabalha 8 horas ou menos 4% tem um dia extremamente longo maior de 12hrs.Įm média os colaboradores de CarMax são felizes, baseados no seu olhar para o futuro da companhia, atendimento ao consumidor e vontade de trabalhar. Maioria dos participantes acredita no fluidez de trabalho de CarMax é confortávelmente rápido. A maioria acredita que reuniões em CarMax São efetivas, e a maioria fica feliz em poder dividir experiências com seus colegas de trabalhoĪ maioria dos colaboradores emCarMax acreditam que o ambiente em CarMax é positivo. 348 participantes avaliaram a qualidade de seus colegas de trabalho sendo B+. Na média colaboradores em CarMax são felizes com sua equipe. 348 colaboradores na companhia CarMax avaliaram CarMax de vários tópicos como nível de exêcutivos e fluidez de trabalho,o mais recente foi 2 diasatrás.Įm média 348 CarMax colaboradores avaliaram A, ou Top 10% de companhais similares em Comparably Isso inclue avaliações específicas de CEO, EQUIPE EXECUTIVA E GERÊNCIAĬolaboradores em CarMax são satisfeitos com sua recompensação em CarMax, que inclue a combinação de stocks, bônus e equidades.

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