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noosphe-re · 1 year
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Practically speaking cinema is: putting images together in various musical measures. Editing is the music of cinema, as music is the architecture of time. Editing gives film its form, notation, counterpoint, development, pace, syncopation and style. Such an alchemy should be spared the censorious term of Editing. The art is that of Composing. To edit film is to compose eye music. When you edit do you know what key you are in, what your signature is, what your measures are?
James Broughton, Seeing the Light
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unteriors · 8 months
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S 2nd Street, Broughton, Illinois.
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xkaiteki · 6 months
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window view inside of broughton mental hospital in North Carolina
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supplyside · 2 years
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All Airbus wings, including this one, are manufactured at the consortium's site in Broughton, United Kingdom
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tenth-sentence · 2 months
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Her son was also a tenant in the village, but he did not represent his mother, who answered for herself to the manor court as an independent landowner.
"Normal Women: 900 Years of Making History" - Philippa Gregory
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maypoleman1 · 5 months
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15th December
The Broughton Tin Can Band
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Source: In Search of Traditional Customs and Ceremonies website
On the first Sunday after 12th December, just after midnight in Broughton in Northamptonshire, the Broughton Tin Can Band strike up their racket. With a group of carol singers at its centre, the band consists of up to one hundred “bandsmen” (non gender-specific) who use any metal implements they can lay their hands on to make as big a din as possible as they process through the town, starting out from St Andrew’s Church. The origins of the event are not clear, but it may go back to medieval times. It was dying out until a rash decision by the local council to attempt to ban it in 1929, led to the biggest turn out in years and a fairly swift reversal of the ban after the participants were treated as heroes in Broughton after their arrest for (literal) breach of the peace.
The ceremony continues unbroken to this day: even during the war a single bandsman turned up to beat his can to ensure the tradition continued, and to counter the local superstition that if a year takes place without the Tin Can Band turning up, the event must cease forever. What this strange survival denotes is subject to debate. Some say the noise is an ancient attempt to drive away evil spirits from Broughton; others that it began as a raucous beating of the bounds of the parish; others maintain it is a belated celebration of Old St Andrew’s Day. Equally it may be no more than an act of pre- Christmas mischief. The truth is lost in time.
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Tuning a 'Hailun' 120K Upright Piano at the Broughton Piano showroom. This is one of many pianos in the Hailun range we have in store for you to try. Find more info below:
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#hailin #pianotuner #piano #pianist #music #pianotuning #musician
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anythingtowin · 1 year
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🥊 William Harrison Dempsey…aka Jack Dempsey aka kid blackie aka the manassa mauler stands for a photograph while having his robe placed over his shoulders. Hall of fame trainer Jimmy Deforrest stands to Dempseys right (left of pic) and just like mike Tyson would do many years later where he would imitate Dempsey you can see Jack wearing the low cut black boots and the shaven sides of his head. You will also notice Dempsey wearing punching mittens for hitting bags…they offered protection to the knuckles only and nothing in support of the wrist or hand itself. Tough times bred tough men…Dempsey wasn’t fighting for adoration or fan approval in his beginnings….he fought to survive,to eat!…….it was a way of life. From a train ride hitching hobo who took his licks in back room bar brawls to sitting on the throne of world boxing as the most famous sports star on the planet holding the heavyweight title. Dempsey is a true depiction of ‘the American dream’….rags to riches is an understatement!
It doesn’t matter where you start…it matters where you finish.
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boomloaded · 1 year
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elizapdushku · 1 year
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Time out with a Banoffee Tims shake and Banoffee doughnut #timhortons #timhortonsbanoffeetimsshake #timhortonsbroughton #banoffeeshake #banoffee #banoffeedoughnut #milkshake #timsshake #drinksofinstagram #drinksoftheworld #broughton #flintshire #walesadventure #wales (at Broughton, Flintshire) https://www.instagram.com/p/Coz9YSEs77y/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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pierppasolini · 19 days
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Devotions (1983) // dir. James Broughton, Joel Singer
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futbologos · 2 years
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Airbus UK Broughton F.C.
Broughton, United Kingdom
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andygibsontv · 2 years
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LINCOLNSHIRE: HAYSTACK FIRE CAUSES £30K OF DAMAGE, APPEAL FOR WITNESSES - BIT.LY/3B64bmI Dash Cam footage is being requested. #Arson #CriminalDamage #CarrLane #Broughton #Brigg #Lincolnshire #Humberside https://www.instagram.com/p/Ch-IPKmoVWs/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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milksockets · 3 months
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emma delves-broughton in sex: take a walk on the wild side (masterpieces of erotic fantasy photography) - tony mitchell (2002)
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tonylongworth · 2 years
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More #halloween goodies in @homesense_uk #broughton 🎃 (at Homesense) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChPHMJ8sqY3/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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zombieunicorngamerzu · 5 months
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(Lorraine Broughton x fem reader)
[Warnings - GIP, oral, fingering, blowjobs, PNV sex, rough sex, passionate sex, praising, creampies]
“Why are you following me, little spy?” Lorraine husked out with a smirk, sitting at the bar with a drink to her lips as she eyed you from the corner of her eye. You froze. Shit. We’re you really that bad at being subtle? You blushed, making your way over to sit with her, shaking your head, “I-I was simply curious, that’s all.” She just nodded with a hum of response, “Is that why you’ve been following me, curiosity?” She chuckled, “You know what they say about how curiosity-“ You cut her off next, gently snagging her drink from her to take a sip as you watched her eyes darken from your lips to the glass, “Killed the cat? Are you gonna kill me?” You teased her.
She shook her head with a small smile, “No, no, little spy, I’m not going to kill you.” She spoke out as she leaned forward, caressing your jawline with her finger, “I’d be such a waste of such a pretty face.” She purred out, it made you shiver. The way she was looking at you, eyes darkened as they switched from your lips to your eyes, observing you, you couldn’t help but lean in and kiss her, which she took gladly, her lips soft and delicate to yours but a dominance behind them she showed into her passion before she stood up, placing her hands on your hips as she spoke, “Let’s go, your coming with me, little spy.” She smiled as she pulled you up, her voice softer in your ear, teasing, “Look who’s got who now…”
You just shuttered and walked when she pushed you gently forward. She led you out of the bar and into a taxi, her hand rubbing your thigh the whole way, inching up just enough to tease you at certain intervals. It was torture, and she was living for it. Teasing you until you reached her hotel room, shoving you in as she slammed the door before shoving you up against it in a searing kiss. You didn’t have the chance to even catch your bearings as she shoved her knee between your thighs, a arm across your chest to pin you as she attacked your neck with kisses and marks. All you could do was go along with her movements unless you wanted to fight her for it, moaning as she threw you onto the bed, immediately straddling you to rip off your clothes, ripping your fishnets and throwing the rest to the floor.
“Fuck, your gorgeous.” She husked out as she ran her hands over your breasts, squeezing before sliding her hands down to your thighs, pulling them so your core was flush with her bulge in her tight leather pants straining to keep her inside. She wiggled her hips against yours, “Feel that, little spy, is that what you expected from me?” You shook your head quickly with a whimper, trying to reach up to touch her but she pinned your hands down, her face ghosting over yours, “Be a good girl for me.” You whined but nodded as she worked her pants undone with her free hand, she didn’t even take much time before she was pushing inside you, making you both moan as she thrusted deep.
Your moans echoed out through the room and apparently Lorraine could multitask well because you noticed she was now fully naked, hands on your hips as she held you tight, thrusting her hips into yours with vigor, her moans husky and deep as she panted and groaned from how tight you felt around her cock, “Good fucking girl… God, Ugh… you must have been made for my cock, huh?” She mocked you as she rammed her hips into yours, making you cry out and arch up as she started to grind against you, her lips meeting yours as her hands danced over your skin, it was all so much, “Fuck… Ah fuck, gonna cum, do you need me to pull out?” She grunted out as she held you still, her hips twitching to buck harder inside you so she could cum. You looked up at her with a soft moan at the idea, pulling her down for a passionate kiss that made her cock throb as you nodded,
“Cum in me.” That alone made Lorraine whine against your lips with a growl before she was pounding into you with a new passion, all you could do was let out cries and whines from the way you felt her cock stretching and filling you with each thrust, hitting your sweet spot each time before Lorriane was moaning out lowly, bucking her hips roughly into yours before you felt her twitch inside you, her cum spilling inside you as she trembled above you, moaning, her eyes closing for a moment as she rested her hand on your neck in a show of dominance, catching her breath before she spoke, “I’m gonna have to keep you close little spy, can’t have you running off.”
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