I recently moved to a kot in leuven but have no piano in my dorm.
Anyone have an idea where i can play piano? Public pianos? Pianos in bars, cafes, hotels wherever.
Double taunt to get thru mental herb and stop TR
Tink probably didn't fake out cause he didn't expect double taunt lmao
Did i just witness this correctly? Did i miss a patch note or something? since when does charizard survive a max attack jolly rockbird rockslide?
Even if this guy runs bold max defense charizard it is still a guarenteed OHKHO.
calc: 252 Atk Aerodactyl Rock Slide vs. 252 HP / 252+ Def Charizard: 360-424 (100 - 117.7%) -- guaranteed OHKO
What the f.... Someone please enlighten me on what just happened.
This fucking analbeads inspired fanta bottle changed my life. I am in mallorca right now and everywhere they sell fanta in these ginormous bottles.
350ml and it feels like an unlimited minecraft water bucket source. No advertisement
:Hallo allemaal,Ik heb onlangs de telecomfacturen van mijn grootouders nagekeken en ik ben echt zwaar gefrustreerd en kwaad. Mijn grootvader betaalt momenteel € 60 per maand aan Proximus voor een gsm-abonnement met 280 GB data.Het probleem? Mijn opa heeft een stokoude Nokia (een gewone 'dumbphone'). Dat ding heeft niet eens de technische mogelijkheid om te surfen, en hij heeft in zijn hele leven nog nooit 1 MB aan 4G of internet gebruikt. Zijn dataverbruik is al die jaren letterlijk 0,00 GB geweest.
Daarnaast staan er op de totale factuur (die oploopt tot over de €100/maand) allerlei vage posten zoals "evenementen en varia" op de tv, wat waarschijnlijk ongewenste extra zenders of sub-abonnementen zijn die ze per ongeluk hebben geactiveerd of aangesmeerd hebben gekregen.Dit voelt voor mij echt als puur misbruik van de zwaksten/oudere generatie in onze maatschappij. Een provider ziet in hun logboeken toch ook dat die simkaart al jaren nul data verbruikt? Hebben zij geen zorgplicht of de verplichting om het meest voordelige tarief aan te bieden
Vragen aan jullie:
Heeft iemand hier ervaring mee (of met oudere familieleden) en is het gelukt om geld terug te krijgen van Proximus?Zijn er specifieke wetten of regels (buiten de jaarlijkse verplichting om het beste tarief te melden) waar ik mij juridisch op kan beroepen in mijn klacht?Moet ik hier meteen ook melding van maken bij de FOD Economie / de Economische Inspectie?
Alvast bedankt voor het meedenken
I want to tell the story of their place, the home they built, and the incredible warmth that lived there.
They lived completely isolated from the outside world inside the protected nature reservoir of Las Terrazas, in a mountainous area known as El Cusco. To get there, you had to brave incredibly harsh, rough roads hidden deep in the woods. It was so hidden and difficult to find that "El Bussy" actually put together a custom, little jeep-like vehicle which they affectionately called the rikenbilly to navigatr the terrain.
Once you arrived, it opened up into a landscape of towering palm trees right next to a pristine river where we used to bathe. It felt completely untouched by time.
Their home was beautifully rustic and deeply tied to the nature around it. It was a wild house, we always used to laugh because the ceiling was constantly filled with spiders! Because they were so isolated in the wilderness, they lived off the grid, tending to a bustling farm filled with cows, sheep, goats, and many pigs. German scholars and scientists who visited them years ago were gifted them a single solar panel so the house could have its own power, they didnt need that much to survive.
The heart of the home was their outdoor, improvised kitchen. His wife, who had originally moved there all the way from Oriente, ran that kitchen with absolute pride. There was nothing commercial or modern about it, but it was filled with life, stacked pots, and incredible energy.
Every single time me or my sister visitied them, they immediately welcomed us with open arms. They would always cook for us, setting down a spread of super delicious food at their table beneath the wooden beams. Their son, Yaciel, was often right there helping them run the farm and sharing in that legendary hospitality. They truly gave everything they had to make sure you felt like family the moment you stepped onto their property.
Tragically, because of the brutal murders in September 2025, this entire sanctuary has ceased to exist. The animals, the laughter around that green tablecloth, and the vibrant life that filled the woods are gone. His wife, Ophelia, has no phone, and we have lost all contact with her; my only hope is that she safely made it back to her roots and her family in Oriente.
I am sharing these images because a place built on so much ingenuity, love, and radical hospitality deserves to be remembered. They built a beautiful life out of nothing in the heart of the Cuban woods, and that is the legacy that should outlive the tragedy. Rest in peace, "El Bussy" and Yaciel.
She is telling the story of how she met her husband, but she's doing it in a traditional Cuban décima (rhyming verse). It's beautiful, nostalgic, and shows exactly how full of life and joy she was in this hidden corner of the woods. Her name is Ophelia.
This video was in 2022, 3 years before the murders of her husband and son. Ophelia, the woman in the video, happened to not be at home when a fugitive man entered the farm and beheaded Francisco (called el bussy) and his son Yaciel. The murderer apperentally knew Fransisco and about his farm. Upon being declined shelter and a place to hide, he took their lives.
This happened in september 2025. At the time i was in Cuba but did not have time to visit them...
The article of the murders.
I wonder where she went. I lost contact with Ophelia, she has no phone and im trying to find out what happened to her. Ive heard she went back to Oriente where she was originally from. I hope shes doing fine. Shes a beautiful person
Transcription:
"Dice él: Antes de yo venir, él no vivía aquí, él vivía en Carambola. Y él se mudó para acá... Dice él, él dice: De Carambola salí, sin crédito y sin dinero, sin zapatos, casi encuero, y en este lugar me vi. Esto te lo digo a ti, lo digo de corazón, después me cogió un ciclón, hasta la vista perdí.
El ciclón fue del 2008... el ciclón que pasó, que eran dos... del 2008. Y entonces él dice, después me saca a mí, dice:
Después de los pocos días, esta negrita llegó. De la guagua se bajó, y Emilio la recogía. Veinte paquetes traía, y en el tractor se montó, y en El Cusco, que es este, se bajó, Arcela y su compañía. Arcela es mi hermana, la que es la intermediaria... ¡la intermediaria de él, era mi hermana! Y Arcela y su compañía, dice:
Uno se encuentra hablando con su novia y con su esposa, y a mí nunca se me han dado como yo quiero las cosas. En El Cusco... dice... en El Cusco me pasó una cosa victoriosa, que en El Cusco me pasó, una negra me tocó, muy viejita y cariñosa... ¡que soy yo! Muy viejita y cariñosa
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My dad told me the US will wait for a hurricane to do the work for the US in cuba.
With the current oil blockade and sanctions strangling Cuba, the island's infrastructure is near total collapse. Trump has already mentioned a "friendly takeover." Looking at the strategy of sending aid exclusively through independent groups while blocking the state
The state won't be able to handle the aftermath of a natural disaster in september for example. Does the US playbook involve starving the infrastructure, waiting for a natural disaster, and then using conditional aid to force a regime change? What do you think?
I dont see how a humanitarian disaster relief program can dissolve a government tho...
At the time the peso was at 570 per dollar.
I didnt dare to order anything but i did check out the menu.
Perfect to visit as it is located between cienfuegos and trinidad. Two super nice cities
This picture was taken all the way up on the Jose Marti memorial in Havana.
Usually, this whole plaza is absolutely packed with rows of bright pink and red vintage almendrones waiting for tourists to take photos in front of the Camilo Cienfuegos mural.
Today its a ghost town...
This is in the centre of guanajay a city in the province of Artemisa.
The first picture is teatro Vincente Mora that closed in 1988.
Its been under reconstruction for forever now. I added some pictures from google so you can see what it used to look like, it was glorious honestly...
The rest some pictures of the current state of guaunajay.
This is a "tienda mixta" with pretty much nothing in it. Whenever yoghurt/ries supplies are given, people queue here with a bucket to get there yoghurt. This distribution stopped recently there is no more resources.
The rest are picture of "el henequen" a "suburbs" of Nuevo mariel. The name "henequen" comes from the agave plant that is called henequen. It used to be a place full of these plants. (Not as much anymore) Its leaves produce fibres from which ropes and things like that are manufactured.
Its located right at the sea, you can basically walk in the sea from the town.
The town has its little concrete football field, diskoteka
Some streets of ciego de avila. This is the very centre of cuba.
Been here 3 times currently at its worst, like everywhere in cuba.
Theres a picture of the stadium of the national team of cuba in it. Thats where they play their games.
All of the posts im making is just to show people what cuba is like
I played this game against a chess hustler in Cuba. This is the only game i beat him and as soon as we got the position he stopped playing and told me to take a picture because its such a nice forced mate. I didnt realize as quick haha.
Whatever may happen in Cuba, i can always find some poeple play chess in the streets of Havana. I love it
Can someone guess how the losing position for white came about?