tc city


today, April 19th 2017, has been 22 years since the bombing of Oklahoma City. Timothy McVeigh was convicted of the 1995 bombing and was later executed. the bombing destroyed one-third of the building, killed 168 people, and injured more than 680 others. The blast destroyed or damaged 324 other buildings within a 16-block radius, shattered glass in 258 nearby buildings, and destroyed or burned 86 cars, causing an estimated $652 million worth of damage. (source: wikipedia)

today, in the anniversary of the catastrophe, survivors and the family of the victims will be united in the Murrah Federal Building to remember the tragedy.


Kowloon Walled City - The Ultimate Distopia

Once thought to be the most densely populated place on Earth of Kowloon Walled City was a lawless place with 50,000 people crammed into only a few blocks, and gave science fiction movies and books the ultimate inspiration. The city was a phenomenon with families and businesses living in more than 300 interconnected high-rise buildings, all constructed without contributions from a single architect. After years of ongoing building, the inside of the city became a labyrinth of darkness, with no sunlight ever coming in and water dripping down the walls constantly.

Dating back to the Song Dynasty it served as a watch post for the military to defend the area against pirates before eventually coming under British rule. Eventually it became a heaven for criminals and drug users and was run by the Chinese Triads until 1974.

By the early 1980s this dark city was notorious for brothels, casinos, cocaine parlours and opium dens. It was also famous for food courts which would serve up dog meat and had a number of unscrupulous dentists who could escape prosecution if anything went wrong with their patients.  

The city eventually became the focus of a diplomatic crisis with both Britain and China refusing to take responsibility.

Eventually, over time both the British and Chinese authorities found the city to be increasingly intolerable, despite lower crime rates in later years. The quality of life and sanitary conditions were far behind the rest of Hong Kong and eventually plans were made to demolish the buildings. Many of the residents protested and said they were happy living in the squalid conditions but the government spent $2.7billion Hong Kong dollars in compensation and evacuations started in 1991.

“One day,” she whispered, “one day I’m going to pack my things and leave this cruel city. I’m going to take on the world and I’ll stand up in front of everyone who wished to doubt me to show that I made it, that I survived while everyone was kicking me while I was already down.”

He smiled, “and when you do, know that I believed in you.”
—  J.B. //Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #42 //He was the one to always say he will be there by my side through thick and thin and that he would always believe in me but where is he now when I am on the ground crying my eyes out

anonymous asked:

hey could u do an imagine about a music teacher and a student who plays violin please. thank you x

It was your second week of learning Bach’s Chaconne. It infuriating you because you couldn’t quite get the ending right. Your fingers would get mixed and you’d end up playing the wrong note.

As you were standing close to the back of the classroom playing the tune, you messed up for probably the thousandth time. Completely enraged like a lit fire, you dropped your violin and screamed in utter rage. Your music teacher TC/N noticed and immediately ran to your side.

You paced to and fro like a lost tourist in a new city. Tc/n picked up your violin and called you, “y/n can you come here, please.”

I didn’t even try to answer but walked to him. He looked at you then your violin and smiled. “Can’t get the ending right, now can you?”

“No, I get mixed up with the notes.” You rubes your forehead in frustration.

“Alright, one sec.” He handed you your violin and ran up to his desk to get his. Within seconds he came back and was by your side pointing at the sheet.

“Here is where you’re messing up correct?”

“Yeah.” You replied. Your anger was slowly dying down by interacting with TC/n. He seemed so invested in helping you that it warmed your heart.

“I want you to follow my every move.” He began switching notes while you followed along. Both of you didn’t play. Slowly and slowly you were getting better at changing the notes from one to another “See, that’s better!”

He smiled at you as he urged you to begin to play it. Feeling much more positive, you begin to play Bach’s chaconne. As you were playing it, you realized you were close to the ending when you looked up at TC/n and stopped playing. “It’s alright Y/n. You can do it.”

You begun to play again when you remembered his technique and continued on. Note by note you played until you reached the very end of the song. Once the realization had set in you started smiling as you looked up to TC/n. He was smiling from ear to ear and was doing a gently applaud. “I knew you could do it, y/n.”