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On the A side, Brako steals samples and jumbles them on a hugger-mugger breakbeat. On the flip side, the Police is after him, trying to clean up the mess while chasing him on a straight rhythm.
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~You can't change who you are~ Part 2
Part 1
Pairing:Brienne of tarth x Reader
Gender: mostly fluff
Warnlings : (+18) strong words, mention of sex, mention of violation (barely present, I won't write about that, I can't), mean and hurtful comments.
Summary:After years Brienne meets someone she didn't expect to see again, will she be willing to forgive her and leave the past behind or will she have to confront her actions first?
HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY GWEN! ❤️
Five Years Later
Brienne and her men, at least those left alive, were returning from an intense battle,they won, but at great cost. Almost all of them were returning on foot, only the wounded who could not walk were on horseback, although they were two days' walk from the castle territory, they all needed a place to rest, drink water, tend their wounds and regain strength. Brienne decided that it would be wise to stay in one of the houses that were outside the territory of the castle, they belonged to the place but were not within the wall, almost all of them having crops and large houses.
The lord commander stood outside a big crop, staring at the back of a woman who was cultivating and picking a couple of vegetables. The woman wiped her forehead with her arm and stood up, stretching her back
-"Good morning miss, I'm so sorry to interrupt you while you're doing your work."-Brienne watched as the woman listened to her but didn't turn around-" We are knights of the castle, I'm Brienne of Tarth, the Lord Commander, we come from an arduous battle and we have many wounded men, we needed a place to rest and tend to our wounds for a few days until we can continue. Your collaboration will be well remembered and rewarded by the castle" - The tall woman spoke, expecting an answer, but got nothing, not even a glance from the other woman- "Miss?"-She insisted with no answer
-"MAMA!"- A little girl came out of the house laughing and running towards the crops with a playful dog behind her- "Mama help! Braco is tickling me with his kisses!" - Brienne watched as the woman took the girl in her arms, hugging her to her chest protectively, kissing her forehead. The girl kept laughing as the dog jumped excitedly around them. When the woman turned to look at her, Brienne's blood froze and her face turned a little paler than usual, it looked like she had seen a ghost, someone she thought she would never see again in her life
-"Nice words to disguise the truth Lord Commander, I know that this is not a request in which I have a choice, I also know that after you stay in my house, no one will pay me anything and no one will return to me everything you use or eat" - You spat in anger looking her in the eye - "So please, stay! You're not welcome, but I can't say no to the Lord Commander and her army, or tomorrow my head will be hanging on some pole and you'd occupy my house anyway" - You rolled your eyes and hugged your daughter more, walking towards the house, but you stopped next to the tall woman, put your daughter down, and smiled at the little girl very affectionately- "Please go inside my little one, feed Brako and wait for me there" - You said and your daughter nodded running inside with her dog, you looked up and looked at Brienne, who swallowed hard when she saw the anger in your eyes- "You and your men can stay in the barn, no one sets foot in my house without me letting them, if someone, anyone, touches a hair or even a thread of my daughter's clothes, or mine, I will kill them, slowly and painfully and you will not stop me. They can't even touch my animals, I know how men are like after the war, any hole is good for them, I learned it in my past work, so no one can touch any living thing that belongs to me. You won't talk to me unless it's strictly necessary, neither you nor your men can mention my past to my girl or I'll cut out their tongues. Understood?"-You spoke to her with authority, and Brienne nodded.
-"If any of my men don't respect you or your things, I'll kill them myself" - The blonde spoke, hoping to squill a little of the anger with which you looked at her
-"If any of your men do anything to us, I'll kill you too" - You spit and went inside the house. Brienne stared at you, she couldn't believe that after so many years of looking for you, she accidentally found you when she came back from one of her campaigns. There were a thousand things she wanted to ask you, a thousand things she wanted to tell you, but she knew you didn't even want to breathe the same air as her. You looked different, your body and face had changed, you looked different and at the same time nothing about you had changed. Your eyes no longer looked at her with love, but with anger and pain. Your face looked more experienced, with a lot of stories to tell. Your body had become more formed and muscular, perhaps from working the land and taking care of your daughter and the animals. Those eyes that once adored her, now only shone for your daughter... Your daughter, how was it possible that you had a daughter?...
After Brienne regained her composure, she returned to her men to explain the rules you had imposed and what would happen if they didn't abide by them. That first night, you brought them food, water, and a couple of blankets, barely looking in the blonde's direction as she thanked you for your hospitality. Brienne barely slept that night, thinking about you and all the memories she had of you together, wondering if you ever remembered her, missed her. How had your life been all this time? Was your daughter's father still with you? How did you come to live there? Did you miss her? How she wished you had missed her, that you had thought of her as much as she thought of you.
A couple more weeks went by, in which you still didn't even look at her, just bringing the things they needed and leaving. The only thing Brienne noticed was that the things you left for her were always better and more delicate than for others, the bandages, clothes, and portions of food for her, were always the best and the biggest.
One day, after breakfast, she approached your daughter who was playing in a small stream that passed by the side of your house. Your daughter was playing with a wooden sword, hitting logs and branches that were in the area. The dog followed her every step she took, the animal had a cloak and a cardboard helmet strapped to his head, which said "brave knight" in a delicate handwriting that Brienne would recognize anywhere, it was your handwriting, the same handwriting that used to leave notes on her nightstand before going to work.
Your little girl's laughter made her smile, she laughed like you, she was just like you, only with blue eyes similar to hers, if you and she had been able to have a child, she would certainly look like that girl. What a blessing it would have been if you and she could have started a family, living in a quiet place like that, her mind began to wander making her smile. When Brienne came back to reality, she saw how your daughter had stopped playing, now she looked at her seriously, with a frown, god, she looked a lot like you when you were angry.
-"Hello little one, my name is Brienne of Tarth"-the blonde spoke but your daughter kept looking at her with a frown-"what's your name?" - Your daughter still didn't answer- "what's the name of your brave friend?" - She asked, pointing to the dog without getting an answer-"You know? I saw you playing with your sword, I'm a knight of the castle, do you want to see a real sword?" - Brienne wasn't wearing her armor, but she still had the sword in its scabbard clinging to her waist. She carefully pulled it out and knelt down at your daughter's level, smiling. Your little girl looked at her curiously, her frown was gone, her eyes were shining now but she didn't approach the woman - "Do you like it? it's called oathkeeper. Does your sword have a name?" - Your daughter shook her head shyly, looking at the wooden sword in her small hands
-"My... My mom said I shouldn't talk to you" -she said shyly, avoiding looking at the woman, Brienne smiled, her voice was so cute
-"She said why?"-Brienne asked
-"She told me that you are very busy people, especially you as Lord Commander, that I should not disturb you..."-She whispered, playing with the hem of her shirt
-"It doesn't bother me if you talk to me, I'll always have time for you, I promise. You know, your mom and I used to be friends, we can be friends... Do you want me to teach you how to use your sword?" - Your daughter nodded excitedly and walked over to her, the dog never leaving her side-" But first you have to name your sword... And since I've introduced myself, I'd also like to know your name and your friend's..." - She smiled, looking tenderly at your daughter
-"My name is Anne and my dog's name is Braco... And I'd like my sword to be called protector"-Your daughter said with a big smile
-"Those are beautiful names, all three of you"-Brienne smiled and stood up taking her sword- "now, I'll teach you how to defend yourself"-After teaching her and playing for a while, they sat down to drink some lemonade that your daughter brought from home, as they drank, the two of them had their feet in the gentle current of water. The dog also had almost his entire body submerged there, enjoying the freshness. Your daughter started giving Brienne some cookies that you had baked the day before, the eldest began to eat with pleasure, listening as your daughter told her stories that she remembered
-"Oh! And one time, Mom, Drako and I were walking in the woods and, and, and Drako ate a veeeery ugly worm, Mom started laughing while eating an apple and realized that the apple also had a worm and that she had bitten it!" - your daughter counted very excitedly and started laughing making Brienne laugh tenderly as she looked at her.
-"Baby! Anne, come inside, it's time for a bath."-You shouted from the front door looking at them, neither of them had noticed that you had been watching them for a while. Your daughter stood up looking at Brienne sadly as she didn't want to leave her
-"Tomorrow do you want to play with me and Drako again? Maybe you'll be the knight and we'll be the thieves, will you?"- The little one asked, making her best puppy eyes so that Brienne would say yes
-"If your mom agrees, I'm fine with that" - whispered the eldest smiling, but when she went to stood up , she felt a great pain in her side and watched as her blouse dyed red quickly, she quickly covered it with her hand so that your daughter would not be scared, but the little one, very attentive as always, had already seen it. The wound she had had reopened and your daughter noticed it
-"Lord Commander! You got hurt! Come home and let mom heal you, she always heals my boboos when I fall or hit myself, she also gives the best kisses and hugs"-Your daughter grabbed the woman's free hand and began to pull without being able to move her an inch
-"Anne, I told you to call me Brienne, plus I'm fine and I don't think your mom wants me in the house anyways..."-Your daughter continued to pull her hand and the dog started biting her clothes and pulling along with the girl as well
-"You said that you and Mom were friends and friends help each other, so come home" - Your daughter insisted and Brienne began to walk with her until she was in front of you. You didn't want to let her in, but after your daughter's pleas, explanations, and puppy eyes, you let her inside your house to heal her.
-"The tub is ready and so are your clean clothes, take a good bath and get dressed, I'll be taking care of Lord Commander's wounds, then come here and I'll brush your hair" -you instructed your daughter and she nodded looking at the two of you
-"She likes to be called Brienne, no Lord Commander mom, after the shower will you read me a story while I drink my glass of milk? - Your daughter asked and you nodded sighing and then saw how she ran to the tub you had prepared for her.
Without looking her in the eye, you turned to where Brienne was
-"Take off your blouse and sit down"—you spoke seriously and went to the cabinets
-"Your daughter is beautiful and your house too" -said the blonde seeing how you were looking for thread and bandages, she grabbed a chair and sat down carefully taking off her blouse. You grabbed some alcohol and put it on the wound to wipe away the blood that was coming out, the blonde barely complained about the burning. Her body was much more scarred than the last time you were with her. In old times, you also used to clean her wounds and kiss all her scars, you did that every night you shared together... Your lips ache from the desire you had to kiss her scars, you didn't know if it was out of habit or because of how much you had missed her.
-"I told my daughter that she shouldn't talk to you or your men" - you said angrily as you threaded the needle and thread. It made you angry that she was there, it made you angry that you couldn't be upset for the real reason, it made you angry that you still loved her and you couldn't hate her
-"No, you told her she shouldn't bother us, she wasn't bothering me, we were playing and she was telling me really good stories" - Brienne watched as you handed her a piece of cloth and looked at you in confusion as she took it
-"Bite it"-you answered
-"For the pain? I can handle it" - she said
-"It's to see if that shuts you up" -You said and she rolled her eyes
-"Why did you tell your daughter not to bother me? She is the sweetest child I know. She could never bother me"- she whispered and complained when you stuck the needle into her skin to close the wound
-"Would you have preferred me to tell her the truth? The things you and your men said to me and did to me? How was I treated? If you prefer that, right now I'll tell her" -You said angrily as you continued to sew the wound
-"I never did anything to you but love you, you were the one who left from one day to the next without saying anything" - she whispered without looking at you
-"Exactly, you never did anything, remember that night? I did defend you, but you stayed there, letting them tell me all the horrible things they could think of and you just stayed there, doing nothing... They were your men, a word from you, a firm look on your part and they would have stopped, but no, you just stood there letting them say what they wanted... That same night, the king went to the brothel and kicked me out of the city, he said a whore couldn't be dating his top soldier, that it gave you a bad reputation, he forbade me to come back... I thought I should talk to you to see if you could do anything, but if you didn't confront your men, you wouldn't do it with the king either. His men escorted me out of the city and one of them slept with me, he forced me to sleep with him... Not only was I left without a place to live, but I was also left alone and pregnant... Every time I see you and your men, I remember that night over and over again, that's why I didn't want my daughter to be near you..." - You looked at her with tears in your eyes and stood up when you finished closing her wound
-"I... I didn't know that... I'm sorry sorry (Y/N)-Brienne stood up and held your hand so you wouldn't leave-I'm really sorry, really, so much, you didn't deserve any of that. I should have done something... Say something...-You took your hand out of her grip and threw a bandage at her chest, which she grabbed and then you walked away from her
-"Well... Now is too late, 5 years too late..." -You whispered - "Cover yourself with the bandage, or a straw from the barn will get into your wound and my work will be in vain"-You said hurrying her out of the house
-"MAMA!" - The voice of your daughter who was standing at the door of the dining room interrupted you - "you can't let her sleep in the barn, she's hurt! She has to sleep here!" - Your daughter challenged you looking at you seriously and you sighed rubbing your face
-"Fine, she'll sleep on the couch"-You said defeated, you were to tired for discussing stuff with your daughter. You sighed and grabbed the brush – "come on, I'll comb your hair"-Your daughter sat in a chair smiling and waving her feet in the air. Brienne bandaged her wound and put on her blouse, sitting on the couch and watching you fondly. When you finished combing her hair, your daughter got up and sat next to the blonde smiling from ear to ear
-"It's time for a story, you're going to love them, mom makes them up and then writes them down and draws pictures of every story. You can also have a glass of milk while we listen to it... My favorite story is the one about the woman knight, mommy, can we read that? And give Brienne a glass of milk too, pleeeeeease?"-she begged with her tiny hands together and doing puppy eyes again. The dog barked loudly in claim looking at your daughter - "And one glass of milk for Drako too, please Mama, you know how much I love you!" - You laughed shaking your head in defeat
-"Fine, manipulative little girl..."-After preparing the warm glasses of milk for each one you brought your daughter's favorite book, when you were reading halfway through, the milk had long since run out, your daughter had curled up and slept on Brienne, even the dog had fallen asleep. You were about to close the book so you could take your daughter to bed, but a big hand stopped you
-"Please continue... I want to know how it ends, please"- Brienne whispered looking at you with the same eyes as your daughter, carefully settling into the couch leaving your daughter lying on her chest, carefully covering her with a blanket. Your daughter smiled in her sleep and snuggled more into her. By the end of the story, the two were comfortably cuddling and asleep, so much so that you were sorry to wake them up, so you didn't, they looked so peaceful together, as if Brienne belonged there, in the lives of the two of you. You put everything in order smiling and went to sleep.
In the morning, when you went down and didn't find them, you were very scared, but relief returned to your body when you saw them outside playing with the dog. In silence and tranquility you made breakfast, and then took it to the two girls who were outside. As they ate, your daughter looked at you two smiling
-"Mommy, I have a great idea! Did you see how the crops are getting bigger and bigger and more people are buying veggies from you and you can never play with me because you don't have time? It occurred to me that if Brienne stays here, she can help us farm, she's very strong, she would also take care of us and you could both play with me every day! We could be like a family!" - When you heard it, you choked on the juice you were drinking and started coughing
-"Baby... The Lord Commander already has a job... She can't stay here..." - You whispered, avoiding Brienne's gaze
-"But this job would be so much better! Being here is quieter than all those dangerous battles, plus she would have the privilege of playing with me every day and listening to stories every night! - your daughter said excitedly looking at Brienne, the eldest just sighed looking at your daughter
-"The men have already recovered from their wounds and we have to continue on our way to the castle..." -Brienne whispered and saw how you and your daughter sighed with sadness - "also after that I have to talk to the kings about some injustices that were committed in the past, so that they can fix them" - the blonde looked at you- "But after that I will have to return immediately to you two, to give back all that your mother has given to me and to the soldiers, I will certainly have to stay for a long time, if your mother agrees, to make sure that everything is okay and payed. I have so much to pay your mother, she has done so much for me and I owe her so much, so many apologies and so many things... Besides I'll have to go back to my favorite girl, we still owe each other a battle"- she said looking at your daughter and she smiled a lot, very excited
-"Yes! That's going to give me time to make a new sword and armor and practice more." - Your daughter smiled and started planning more things by talking nonstop. Brienne took your hand carefully under the table, you looked at it with a raised eyebrow
-"If it is okay with you, if you let me, I'll be back as soon as I can and I'll pay for all the wrong they've done to you... All the wrong I did, I'll spend every day fixing all that happened, I won't lose you twice and I won't make the same mistakes again, I promise..."-she whispered, caressing your hand and you smiled, looking into her eyes and nodding
-"It's okay with me" - You whispered, caressing her hand too-"We'll wait for you..."
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Esperanta Vortlisto: Anatomio
La Vizaĝo:
Frunto - forehead
Brovo - eyebrow
Okulharoj - eyelashes (pl)
Okulo - eye
Palpebro - eyelid
Orelo - ear
Nazo - nose
Naztruo - nostril
Vango - cheek
Zigomo - cheekbone
Mentono - chin
Buŝo - mouth
Lipoj - lips (pl)
Lango - tongue
Dento - tooth
Kolo - neck
Barbo - beard
Okulvitroj - glasses
La Korpo:
Kapo - head
Ŝultro - shoulder
Klaviko- collarbone
Membro - limb
Brako - arm
Kubuto - elbow
Pojno - wrist
Mano - hand
Pugno - fist
Fingro - finger
Ungo - fingernail
Brusto - chest
Ventro - belly
Dorso - back
Kokso - hip
Talio - waist
Kruro - keg
Femuro - thigh
Gluteoj - buttocks (pl)
Postaĵo - bum, bottom, ass
Suro - calf
Genuo - knee
Maleolo - ankle
Piedo - foot
Piedfingro - toe
Kalkano - heel (of the foot)
La Organoj:
Cerbo - brain
Koro - heart
Pulmoj - lungs (pl)
Reno - kidney
Hepato - liver
Stomako - stomach
Intestoj - intestines (pl)
Aliaj:
Skeleto - skeleton
Kranio - skull
Osto - bone
Spino - spine
Ripo - rib
Sango - blood
Peniso - penis
Testikoj - testicles (pl)
Vagino - vagina
Vulvo - vulva
Mamoj - breasts (pl)
Mampintoj - nipples (pl)
* Top picture taken from Jen Nia Mondo 2.
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Lee J. Cobb at home with wife Mary Brako Hirsch in 1957.
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a ref from Brako
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every preset on the site i'm using to generate these BUT excluding "e"
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just to illustrate what "everything" is:
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BRAVO BRAVISSIMO PS NOVI BEOGRAD PI BEZANIJSKA KOSA VIA SRBIJANSKO TUZILASTVO CRNOG ZAGORA IZ AV POLITIKINOG ALMANAHA SNS NAJGOREG IZDANJA BEZAKONJA I PRODUKCIJE HORORA.
PS NOVI BEOGRAD PI BEZANIJSKA KOSA
Ovo je SRAMOTNO DA GRADSKA UPRAVA Aleksandar Šapić POSTAVE OVAKVU LABILNU LICNOST ZA NEZAKONITU "PREDSJEDNICU KUCNOG SAVJETA"HOCE GU REALITY ZADRUGARKE.
OVO JE GORE OD LOGORA I JA SAM U SOKU NAJBLAZE RJECENO.
European Union at the UN – Geneva Vučić - Tiranin Simona Markovic
#tuzilastvo #UNGeneva #JusticeDepartment #EUnews
Ovo dranje je dolazece od osobe koja je opraljala svoje ruke samnom takodjer I koje je BILO utuzeno TUZILASTVO,ALI PUTEM MANIPULATIVNIH IGARA U OVOM GETU I LAZNIH SVJEDOKA LAKO SE U TRECERAZREDNOM PRAVOSUDJU OD ZRTVE NAPRAVI MAGARAC.
BAS ME ZANIMA EPILOG GORANA BLAGOJEVICA IZ GU TE VLADICE I JOVANKE KOJI SE PONASANJU KAO DA SU VLASTODRSCI OVE USRANE DRZAVINE IZGRADJENE OD STRANE EU ZA POTREBE PRANJA NOVCA I BESPLATNIH GLASACA PO SISTEMU TANTE ZA KUKURIKU.
JADAN JE ONAJ GRADJANIN KOJI JE KAO JA UCJENJEN SA SVIH STRANA.
OVDJE OD RETARDA BOGOLJUDI IZ USRANE GU I DEGENERIKA KOJI OVDJE ZIVE DOKOLICARA
A POSTO NEMAM USLOVA DA SE IZ PRILOZENOG DA MOJA JADNA DJECA BUDU OVDJE JER SU BILA IZLOZENA TORTURI I NASILJU KAO I JA SVE OVE GODINE,PRINUDJENA SAM DA BUDU U STANU EX MUZA KOJI JE NA FUNKCIJI I POLOZAJU NASILNIK I NELECENI PRITAJENI PSIHOPATA GORAN M MARKOVIC,KOJI VREBA SVAKU PRILIKU DA ME PONIZI I DEGRADIRA
TAKO JE I DANAS SEBI DAO ZA PRAVO DA ME POZOVE NA MOBILNI DA BUDEM SUDOPERA U NJEGOVIM STANU,NIJESAM SE ODAZVALA POZIVU,VEC SAM VECERAS ODNIJELA KCERKAMA PUNU KOTARICU PRIPREMLJENE HRANE ODVOJILA OD SVOJE PUKE BEDE I SIROTINJE KOJU SE SPREMAJU DA MI I KORU KRUHA IZ USTA OTMU VUCICEVI IZVRSITELJI
PITAM TUZILASTVO SRBIJANSKO KOGA TREBA DA ROBIJAM,SEBE ILI KOGA?NIMALO LJUDSKOG DOSTOJANSTVA NEMATE OLOSI.
NA OVAKVE STVARI SE VISE NEZATVARAJU SIROM RAZROGACENE OD SHOKA OCI.AVUCIC JE KREIRAO LUDARU,VASARISTE,SMETILISTE I CIRKUSIJADU OD SRBIJE.
OVO JE ZVERSKI ZIVOT U GOVNJAVOJ SRBIJI,SADO MAZO
Ili Mozda I JA TREBA DA OKONCAM OVU SULUDU AGONIJU PUKOG PREZIVLJAVANJA BRANKOVIM MOSTOM.
Bio je član Srpske akademije nauka i umjetnosti i Akademije nauka i umjetnosti BiH. Brako Ćopić se ubio skokom sa mosta Bratstvo i jedinstvo u Beogradu 26. marta 1984. u 69. godini.
Ćopić se bavio životom ljudi iz nekadašnje Bosanske Krajine i Narodnooslobodilačkog rata. Djela su mu prožeta lirikom i živopisnim realističkim slikanjem seoskog života, poznavanjem života i mentaliteta ljudi sa sela, vedrinom i živošću duha.
Posebnu draž Ćopićevoj literaturi daje sočan jezik čije porijeklo vodi iz podgrmečkog zavičaja. Ćopićevi književni junaci su i sanjari, djeca, skitnice i nadničari. Obrađivao je i teme iz Drugog svjetskog rata, male heroje i njihove podvige.
Branko Ćopić je pisao i satiričnu poeziju koja se ponekad kosila sa vladajućom ideologijom u SFRJ, što mu je donijelo niz problema sa vlastima, mada je bio pripadnik partizanskog pokreta.
“Jeretička priča”, objavljena u tadašnjem satiričnom listu “Jež”, pokrenula je lavinu osuda sa vrha Komunističke partije i vlasti.
Josip Broz, tadašnji neprikosnoveni lider SFRJ, poručio je da takvu satiru neće dozvoliti, ali da pisac neće biti uhapšen.
Ugledni književnik Dobrica Ćosić svojevremeno je rekao da je Ćopić bio prvi antititoista u književnosti kome su se kasnije pridružili i značajni satiričari Vasa Popović, Erih Koš i drugi. Ćopić je pisao i dječiju literaturu, a najpoznatija djela su “Orlovi rano lete” i “Magareće godine”.
Romani “Prolom” i “Gluvi barut” govore o učešće seljaka Bosanske Krajine u ustanku, a “Ne tuguj bronzana stražo” pokazuje život kolinista u Vojvodini.
Od ostalih djela posebno književno mjesto zauzima “Bašta šljezove boje”. Branko Ćopić je bio prvo dijete u kraju koje je ime dobilo po pjesniku Branku Radičeviću.
Sudbina je htjela da se most sa koga je Ćopić okončao svoj život 1984. godine zove upravo Brankov most, a još se vode polemike da li je most dobio ime po Ćopiću ili po Radičeviću.
Biografi navode da je omiljena kompozicija Branka Ćopića bila “Marš na Drinu”.
"Ne znam da li ima neka pjesma koja me može tako uzbuditi kao ‘Marš na Drinu’, jer sve mi se čini da čujem topot srpske konjice koja napreduje prema Drini, da čujem onaj zvuk kad se vade sablje", govorio je Ćopić.
Na kraju oproštajne poruke, pronađene poslije njegove smrti, Branko Ćopić je napisao: Zbogom lijepi i strašni živote!”.
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Brako has Dropped his Latest Track 'Inesperado' on Soundcloud
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Defected Radio Sam Divine 2023-06-18
DATE CREATED: 2023-02-21
Tracklist :
001_Bandit - Traumer, Brako .mp3
4Real - Piem .mp3
Actions - Kassian .mp3
All These Thoughts - Maya Jane Coles, Kid Enigma .mp3
Bass Go Boom - Joshwa .mp3
Better Times - KC Lights, Låpsley .mp3
Bigger Than Prince - Hot Since 82 Remix - Green Velvet .mp3
Bounce To This - Hip House Mix - Ralph Session, Mr. V .mp3
Brighter Days - Jerome Sydenham Radio Edit - Big Moses, Kenny Bobien, Jerome Sydenham .mp3
Catch The Heat - Nic Fanciulli Remix - Denney, Charlotte Riby, Nic Fanciulli .mp3
Changes (feat. Haze) - Sandy Rivera, Hayze .mp3
Craze At Midnight - DJ Spen .mp3
Deep In Your Love - Amy Dabbs, Athlete Whippet .mp3
Deep In Your Love Amy Dabbs, Athlete Whippet_1.mp3
Do You Want Me Baby - Original Club Mix - Cloud 9 .mp3
Elevation - Paul Woolford Remix Edit - Braxe + Falcon, Paul Woolford, Sunni Colón, Alan Braxe, DJ Falcon .mp3
Feed The Night - Jansons .mp3
Feels Darker (Feel It) - Monki, lau.ra .mp3
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Defected Radio Sam Divine 2023-06-18
DATE CREATED: 2023-02-21
Tracklist :
001_Bandit - Traumer, Brako .mp3
4Real - Piem .mp3
Actions - Kassian .mp3
All These Thoughts - Maya Jane Coles, Kid Enigma .mp3
Bass Go Boom - Joshwa .mp3
Better Times - KC Lights, Låpsley .mp3
Bigger Than Prince - Hot Since 82 Remix - Green Velvet .mp3
Bounce To This - Hip House Mix - Ralph Session, Mr. V .mp3
Brighter Days - Jerome Sydenham Radio Edit - Big Moses, Kenny Bobien, Jerome Sydenham .mp3
Catch The Heat - Nic Fanciulli Remix - Denney, Charlotte Riby, Nic Fanciulli .mp3
Changes (feat. Haze) - Sandy Rivera, Hayze .mp3
Craze At Midnight - DJ Spen .mp3
Deep In Your Love - Amy Dabbs, Athlete Whippet .mp3
Deep In Your Love Amy Dabbs, Athlete Whippet_1.mp3
Do You Want Me Baby - Original Club Mix - Cloud 9 .mp3
Elevation - Paul Woolford Remix Edit - Braxe + Falcon, Paul Woolford, Sunni Colón, Alan Braxe, DJ Falcon .mp3
Feed The Night - Jansons .mp3
Feels Darker (Feel It) - Monki, lau.ra .mp3
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Citaĵoj el libro de Claude piron psiĥaj reagoj al Esperanto
Ofte oni atribuas al Esperanto trajtojn, kiuj faras el ĝi ian monstran mutaciulon. Jen kiel usona lingvo-instruisto priskribas tian lingvon (mi citas nur la tradukon, ĉar la originalon mi nun ne disponas):
"Lingvo, kiel amo kaj animo, estas io homa kaj vivanta, kiom ajn malfacile estas ĝin difini: ĝi estas la natura produkto de la spirito de tuta raso, ne de homo sola... Artefaritaj lingvoj estas forpuŝaj kaj groteskaj, kiel homoj kun metala kruro aŭ brako, aŭ kun ritmo-regilo enkudrita enkore. D-ro Zamenhof, kiel d-ro Frankenstein, kreis monstron faritan el vivaj pecoj kaj eroj, kaj, kiel Mary Shelley provis diri al ni, nenio bona povas el ĝi rezulti." (Arbaiza, 1975, p. 183).
Tiuj vortoj de la lingvisto iom kolerigas min kaj samtempe klarigas eblan kialon kial mi tiom amas Esperanton. Diri ke diferencoj en korpo kiel artefarita brako estas monstraj estas al mi naŭza afero kaj hodiaŭ nomata kapablismo (ableist angle) kvazaŭ homo kiu havas tian diferenco estas malpli homa pro ĝi.
Estas la mito de la anstataŭinfano, Feoj aŭ koboldoj anstaŭiĝas homan infanon. Kiam oni analizas la rakontojn de tiu mito estas sufiĉe evidenta ke temas pri kondiĉoj kiel Aŭtismo kaj A.M.P. mi estas Aŭtismulo kaj do laŭ la vortoj de tiu lingvisto "monstro" kiel Esperanto do nature mi amas ĉi lingvon.
Dankon por veni al mia tedtalk.
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Central Music Awards celebrates 11th edition as the first regional music awards scheme in Ghana
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Central Music Awards celebrates 11th edition as the first regional music awards scheme in Ghana
The Central Music Awards came into existence in the year 2012. The very first music award scheme to be organized at the regional level in Ghana
Formerly known as “Obama City Music Awards,” the scheme was founded by Mr. Candyman Lucas Mensah, CEO of Candymania Entertainment, until 2016, when it was rebranded to “Central Music Awards.”
It started with awarding 10 acts, and over the past 10 years of being in the music industry, it has graduated from 10 to 37 categories.
Fast forward to 2018, when Heritage Event Promotions took charge of the organization and has since been the organizer of this prestigious event.
In November 2021, the organizing team saw to the celebration of its 10th anniversary. It was a night of musical celebration.
The Central Music Awards is organized annually to create an avenue to honor the hard work of some creatives in the industry and also to push them to put out great works in order to put the region in a good light in the creative industry.
Artistes that have seen the light through the scheme are; Kahpun, Teephlow, Patapaa, Kwame Yogot, RoyXTaylor, Ama Nova, Kojo Vypa, and Queen eShun, just to name a few.
Other acts that have been awarded are Uncle Ebo Taylor, Bessa Simons, Ben Brako, Kwabena Kwabena, Koby Symple, Boggy Wenzday, Orkortor Perry, Real MC, Mickey Benzy, Jay Baba, Queen Haizel, and Twicy, Mr FantastiK among others.
The scheme has created numerous promotional and business opportunities for musicians and industry players in the Central Region.
The event night hosts over 2000 attendees annually, including renowned government officials, traditional rulers, celebrities, media personalities, musicians, and music fans.
The 11th edition of the award scheme is slated for Saturday, November 26, 2022 at the Glitz City Hotel in Cape Coast.
The region prides herself on the fact that other regions have emulated the act and have since been organizing similar award schemes to honor the creatives in their respective regions.
LIST OF WINNERS FOR CMA ARTISTE OF THE YEAR CATEGORY (2012-2021)
2012 – Jungo
2013 – Teephlow
2014 – Orkortor Perry
2015 – Teephlow
2016 – Mikey Benzy
2017 – eShun
2018 – Real MC
2019 – Patapaa
2021 – Kwame YOGOT
(Source: Heritage Promotions)
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