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For years, the racing industry has been quietly removing falls and deaths from its replays. Now, industry insiders are speaking out.
These are the falls and deaths racing doesn't want you to see
For years, the racing industry has been quietly removing falls and deaths from its replays. Now, industry insiders are speaking out.
www.abc.net.au
November 1, 2025 at 7:38 PM
For years, the racing industry has been quietly removing falls and deaths from its replays. Now, industry insiders are speaking out.
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This sounds familiar but I can’t quite put my finger on why 🤔
During a military-style raid on a building in Chicago’s South Shore, one resident heard a knock on his door.
It wasn’t the feds — it was a mom and her 7-year-old daughter, pleading for help.
He let them hide in his unit for the next 3 days.
chicago.suntimes.com/immigration/...
He let them hide in his unit for the next 3 days.
chicago.suntimes.com/immigration/...
Neighbor shielded 7-year-old during South Shore federal raid: ‘I didn’t want them to take her’
During the Sept. 30 raid one tenant protected a terrified girl and her mom. Remnants at the complex, including a detailed map of all the units, offer clues to what authorities may have known before th...
chicago.suntimes.com
October 10, 2025 at 11:42 PM
This sounds familiar but I can’t quite put my finger on why 🤔
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"I wish I had told you, before our dinners grew cold, that one day I would speak loudly. Not to wound, but because not speaking would betray everything I was taught... I have spoken not in spite of my Jewishness but because of it – in solidarity with Palestinians, but also out of love for you."
A letter to those who taught me my Jewishness, and who now sit on the other side of a deep chasm.
When you first heard me speak against this genocide, you heard my words as betrayal. But they were meant as love
www.theguardian.com/commentisfre...
When you first heard me speak against this genocide, you heard my words as betrayal. But they were meant as love
www.theguardian.com/commentisfre...
When you first heard me speak against this genocide, you heard my words as betrayal. But they were meant as love | Sarah Schwartz
Not speaking would go against everything I was taught to honour: the righteous among the nations – those who refused to be bystanders to injustice
www.theguardian.com
October 8, 2025 at 4:47 AM
"I wish I had told you, before our dinners grew cold, that one day I would speak loudly. Not to wound, but because not speaking would betray everything I was taught... I have spoken not in spite of my Jewishness but because of it – in solidarity with Palestinians, but also out of love for you."
I hugged a ball 😊
June 9, 2025 at 10:59 AM
I hugged a ball 😊
The arc from the hose.
Angle grinder's metal spray.
A quicksilver kiss.
Angle grinder's metal spray.
A quicksilver kiss.
June 8, 2025 at 12:22 PM
The arc from the hose.
Angle grinder's metal spray.
A quicksilver kiss.
Angle grinder's metal spray.
A quicksilver kiss.
Early winter frosts.
The mulberry is fruiting.
Gift of life, or death?
The mulberry is fruiting.
Gift of life, or death?
June 6, 2025 at 11:12 AM
Early winter frosts.
The mulberry is fruiting.
Gift of life, or death?
The mulberry is fruiting.
Gift of life, or death?
A writing day gone
And nothing written again.
Just as expected.
And nothing written again.
Just as expected.
June 5, 2025 at 10:50 AM
A writing day gone
And nothing written again.
Just as expected.
And nothing written again.
Just as expected.
Another haiku.
Another saccharine song
Of hope I'll forget.
Another saccharine song
Of hope I'll forget.
June 4, 2025 at 10:53 AM
Another haiku.
Another saccharine song
Of hope I'll forget.
Another saccharine song
Of hope I'll forget.
Third day of winter
And I'm ready for summer.
But the world needs rest.
And I'm ready for summer.
But the world needs rest.
June 3, 2025 at 10:38 AM
Third day of winter
And I'm ready for summer.
But the world needs rest.
And I'm ready for summer.
But the world needs rest.
Unfolding palm frond,
Insectine accordion
Breathing the green night.
Insectine accordion
Breathing the green night.
June 2, 2025 at 10:51 AM
Unfolding palm frond,
Insectine accordion
Breathing the green night.
Insectine accordion
Breathing the green night.
Pride Month started with a giant space rainbow. Fucken oath. 🌈
June 2, 2025 at 3:22 AM
Pride Month started with a giant space rainbow. Fucken oath. 🌈
The night is on fire.
Cold fire like a southern wind,
Green as a sapling.
Cold fire like a southern wind,
Green as a sapling.
June 1, 2025 at 12:05 PM
The night is on fire.
Cold fire like a southern wind,
Green as a sapling.
Cold fire like a southern wind,
Green as a sapling.
Sunset-stained cascade.
All those golden days of growth
Tumbling, falling.
All those golden days of growth
Tumbling, falling.
June 1, 2025 at 12:09 AM
Sunset-stained cascade.
All those golden days of growth
Tumbling, falling.
All those golden days of growth
Tumbling, falling.
Let's start the month with some feet pics from a cute bird.
May 31, 2025 at 11:39 PM
Let's start the month with some feet pics from a cute bird.
The ocean's surface
Isn't measured at wavetop,
But the highs do count.
Isn't measured at wavetop,
But the highs do count.
May 31, 2025 at 7:30 AM
The ocean's surface
Isn't measured at wavetop,
But the highs do count.
Isn't measured at wavetop,
But the highs do count.
It's silly how ev
ery line I want to write is
One syllable too
ery line I want to write is
One syllable too
May 30, 2025 at 11:39 AM
It's silly how ev
ery line I want to write is
One syllable too
ery line I want to write is
One syllable too
Growing for the sun,
It breaches the canopy,
Its roots now laid bare.
It breaches the canopy,
Its roots now laid bare.
May 29, 2025 at 12:06 PM
Growing for the sun,
It breaches the canopy,
Its roots now laid bare.
It breaches the canopy,
Its roots now laid bare.
I waited for him
And he went off without me
Like i knew he would.
And he went off without me
Like i knew he would.
May 28, 2025 at 12:38 PM
I waited for him
And he went off without me
Like i knew he would.
And he went off without me
Like i knew he would.
Motivation is
Like a sorcerer's spell slots.
I don't have any.
Like a sorcerer's spell slots.
I don't have any.
May 27, 2025 at 11:46 AM
Motivation is
Like a sorcerer's spell slots.
I don't have any.
Like a sorcerer's spell slots.
I don't have any.
There is a season.
But sometimes that season is
Unseasonable.
But sometimes that season is
Unseasonable.
May 26, 2025 at 10:12 AM
There is a season.
But sometimes that season is
Unseasonable.
But sometimes that season is
Unseasonable.
Half-written stories,
So many threads to pull on.
My gift to myself.
So many threads to pull on.
My gift to myself.
May 25, 2025 at 12:09 PM
Half-written stories,
So many threads to pull on.
My gift to myself.
So many threads to pull on.
My gift to myself.
Two stars used to shine,
Glimmering on golden hair,
A long time ago
Glimmering on golden hair,
A long time ago
May 24, 2025 at 12:21 PM
Two stars used to shine,
Glimmering on golden hair,
A long time ago
Glimmering on golden hair,
A long time ago
The big things matter
But it's the little actions
That add up the most.
But it's the little actions
That add up the most.
May 23, 2025 at 1:49 PM
The big things matter
But it's the little actions
That add up the most.
But it's the little actions
That add up the most.
Raindrops on the tin
Recall hot coffees, old books,
A gut-wrenching flood.
Recall hot coffees, old books,
A gut-wrenching flood.
May 22, 2025 at 1:22 PM
Raindrops on the tin
Recall hot coffees, old books,
A gut-wrenching flood.
Recall hot coffees, old books,
A gut-wrenching flood.
I'm sick as a dog
But there's a frog in our drain
So I'll be okay.
But there's a frog in our drain
So I'll be okay.
May 21, 2025 at 11:25 AM
I'm sick as a dog
But there's a frog in our drain
So I'll be okay.
But there's a frog in our drain
So I'll be okay.