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_faces-of-glass-hearts-of-stone.webp "Letras: RogÊrio S. de Oliveira<br/>ArtegrÃĄfica: RogÊrio S. de Oliveira<br/>EdiçÃŖo: RogÊrio S. de Oliveira<br/>Desenvolvimento e criaçÃŖo: RogÊrio S. de Oliveira<br/>MÃēsicas criadas pela IA <br/>3007RS <br/>2024<br/>ContribuiçÃŖo:<br/>PIX: rogervdso@gmail.com<br/><br/>Faces of Glass, Hearts of Stone<br/><br/>In a world of pixels and screens,<br/>We lose our identity,<br/>Hidden faces, unread emotions,<br/>Colors explode, but silence screams,<br/>More connected, yet separated, so it seems.<br/><br/>We are faces of glass,<br/>hearts of stone,<br/>In the digital world,<br/>we are reduced to subjectivity.<br/><br/>Pixels and screens illuminate the darkness,<br/>And in this silence, we leave our mark.<br/>Heads unravel into magical thoughts,<br/>A metamorphosis, an era begins,<br/>In echoes of reality and fantasy, secrets are kept,<br/>In this new setting, souls fragment.<br/><br/>We are faces of glass...<br/>Face of screams...<br/>...and fantasy, secrets are kept,<br/>In this new setting, souls fragment.<br/><br/>We are faces of glass, hearts of stone,<br/>in the digital world, we are reduced to subjectivity.<br/><br/>Pixels and screens illuminate the darkness,<br/>And in this silence, we leave our mark.<br/>Heads unravel into magical thoughts,<br/>A metamorphosis, an era begins<br/><br/>We are faces of glass<br/>Face of screams...<br/>...and fantasy, secrets are kept,<br/>In this new setting, souls fragment.<br/><br/>We are faces of glass, hearts of stone,<br/>in the digital world, we are reduced to subjectivity.<br/><br/>Pixels and screens illuminate the darkness,<br/>And in this silence, we leave our mark.<br/>Heads unravel into magical thoughts,<br/>A metamorphosis, an era begins,<br/>In echoes of reality and fantasy, secrets are kept,<br/>In this new setting, souls fragment.<br/><br/>We are faces of glass...<br/>Face of screams...<br/>...and fantasy, secrets are kept,<br/>In this new setting, souls fragment.<br/><br/>We are faces of glass, hearts of stone,<br/>in the digital world, we are reduced to subjectivity.<br/><br/>Pixels and screens illuminate the darkness,<br/>And in this silence, we leave our mark.<br/>Heads unravel into magical thoughts,<br/>A metamorphosis, an era begins,âĻ<br/><br/>We are faces of glass...<br/>Face of screams...")
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_last-looks-shakira.webp "Last Looks: Shakira <br/>Director: Gabriela Cavanagh<br/>Director of Photography: Carrie Cheek<br/>Editor: Mauricio Rivera Hoffman<br/>Producer: Gigi Chavarria<br/>Producer, On Set: Choyce Miller<br/>Associate Producer: Haley Chang<br/>Assistant Camera: Lauren Mendoza<br/>Audio: Bill Hennessy<br/>CondÊFuture Intern: Jayden Bier<br/>Assistant Editors: Ben Harowitz, Justin Symonds<br/>Post Production Coordinator: Ian Bryant<br/>Arts & Graphics Lead: LÊa Kichler<br/>Supervising Editors: Erica DeLeo, Eduardo Araujo<br/>Post Production Supervisors: Alexa Deutsch, Andrea Farr<br/>Production Coordinators: Ava Kashar, Bailey Lica<br/>Production Manager: Natasha Soto-Albors<br/>Line Producer: Romeeka Powell<br/>Senior Director, Production Management: Jessica Schier<br/>Entertainment Director: Sergio Kletnoy<br/>Supervising Producer: Felicia Kelley<br/>Director of Content, Production: Rahel Gebreyes<br/>Senior Director, Programming: Linda Gittleson<br/>VP, Digital Video English: Thespena Guatieri<br/>Filmed on Location: The Pierre New York, a Taj Hotel")
_the-rake-humanoid-creature-with-pale-skin-and-glowing-eyes-known-to-haunt-people.webp "In the tenebrous realm where shadows danced and whispers echoed secrets, there lurked a sinister entity known as the Rake. Its existence, shrouded in mystery and dread, had haunted the annals of folklore for centuries.<br/><br/>The Rake was a humanoid creature, its form emaciated and skeletal. Its skin, as pale as the moonlit snow, clung tightly to its bones, revealing every sinew and tendon. Its eyes, piercing and luminescent, glowed with an eerie intensity that could send shivers down the spines of the bravest souls.<br/><br/>Legends whispered that the Rake possessed an insatiable hunger for human flesh. It would stalk its victims relentlessly, its long, spindly fingers reaching out from the darkness to ensnare them. Its victims were often found drained of blood, their bodies left lifeless and mutilated.<br/><br/>One fateful night, as the moon cast an ominous glow upon the sleeping town of Willow Creek, a young woman named Emily found herself alone in her secluded cabin. As she sat by the flickering fireplace, a sense of unease crept over her. The shadows seemed to dance more menacingly, and the wind howled like a banshee outside.<br/><br/>Suddenly, Emily heard a faint scratching at the door. Her heart skipped a beat as she slowly approached it, her hand trembling as she reached for the handle. With a creak, the door swung open, revealing nothing but the empty darkness of the night.<br/><br/>Emily hesitated for a moment before stepping outside. As she peered into the gloom, her eyes widened in terror. There, standing at the edge of the forest, was the Rake. Its glowing eyes fixed upon her, sending a surge of icy fear through her veins.<br/><br/>Emily screamed and turned to run, but it was too late. The Rake lunged forward, its razor-sharp claws extended. Emily stumbled and fell, her body wracked with pain as the creature's claws tore into her flesh.<br/><br/>As darkness enveloped Emily's vision, she could hear the Rake's guttural laughter echoing through the night. It was a sound that would forever haunt her nightmares, a testament to the horrors that lurked in the shadows.<br/><br/>In the aftermath of Emily's disappearance, the town of Willow Creek was gripped by fear. The Rake had become a tangible threat, its presence casting a pall over the once-peaceful community. People barricaded their homes and refused to venture out after dark.<br/><br/>As the days turned into weeks, a group of intrepid investigators decided to venture into the forest in search of the Rake. Armed with flashlights and weapons, they hoped to uncover the truth behind the creature's existence.<br/><br/>They followed Emily's footsteps, their hearts pounding with anticipation. As they approached the spot where she had last been seen, they noticed something peculiar. The ground was covered in strange symbols, etched into the earth with precision.<br/><br/>The investigators cautiously examined the symbols, their minds racing to decipher their meaning. As they pieced together the fragments, a chilling realization dawned upon them. The symbols were a warning, a mes")
_the-jersey-devil-legendary-creature-said-to-inhabit-the-pine-barrens-of-new-jersey.webp "In the enigmatic depths of the Pine Barrens, a realm of gnarled pines and desolate bogs, lurked a creature of legendâthe Jersey Devil. Its existence, shrouded in mystery and whispered tales, had haunted the inhabitants of New Jersey for centuries.<br/><br/>One fateful night, as the moon cast an eerie glow upon the desolate landscape, a group of intrepid explorers ventured into the heart of the Pine Barrens. Led by the enigmatic Professor Blackwood, they sought to unravel the truth behind the elusive Jersey Devil.<br/><br/>As they traversed the treacherous terrain, the air grew heavy with anticipation. The rustling of leaves and the distant cries of nocturnal creatures sent shivers down their spines. Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the silence, echoing through the desolate wilderness.<br/><br/>Fear propelled them forward as they stumbled upon a clearing. In the dim moonlight, they beheld a sight that defied description. A grotesque creature, its body a twisted amalgamation of animal and human features, stood before them. Its eyes glowed with an infernal fire, and its sharp claws glistened in the moonlight.<br/><br/>The Jersey Devil let out a deafening roar, its voice a chilling symphony of terror. The explorers froze in their tracks, their hearts pounding in their chests. Professor Blackwood, his voice trembling, raised his lantern, casting a feeble light upon the creature.<br/><br/>As the light illuminated its twisted form, the explorers gasped in horror. Its skin was a sickly shade of green, covered in matted fur. Its wings, leathery and bat-like, spread wide, casting an ominous shadow over the clearing.<br/><br/>The Jersey Devil lunged forward, its claws extended. The explorers scattered in terror, their screams echoing through the night. Professor Blackwood, his lantern shattered, stumbled backward, his eyes wide with fear.<br/><br/>In the chaos that ensued, the Jersey Devil disappeared into the darkness, leaving behind a trail of terror and unanswered questions. The explorers, shaken to their core, stumbled out of the Pine Barrens, their minds forever haunted by the encounter.<br/><br/>As the sun rose, casting a golden glow upon the desolate landscape, the legend of the Jersey Devil took on a new life. The explorers' tale spread like wildfire, igniting both fear and fascination in the hearts of the people of New Jersey.<br/><br/>Over the years, countless expeditions were launched into the Pine Barrens, each hoping to capture or prove the existence of the elusive creature. But the Jersey Devil remained an enigma, its true nature forever shrouded in mystery.<br/><br/>Some dismissed it as a mere legend, a product of overactive imaginations and the eerie atmosphere of the Pine Barrens. Others clung to the belief that it was a real creature, a harbinger of darkness and misfortune.<br/><br/>And so, the legend of the Jersey Devil lived on, a haunting reminder of the unknown that lurked within the depths of the wilderness. It became a tale whispered in hushed tones around campfires, a cautionary warning to those who dared to ventu")
_the-hook-man-urban-legend-about-a-killer-with-a-hook-for-a-hand-terrorizing-couples.webp "In the labyrinthine streets of Willow Creek, where shadows danced and secrets whispered, there lurked a sinister legend that sent shivers down the spines of its inhabitants. It was the tale of the Hook Man, a malevolent entity with a hook for a hand, who preyed upon unsuspecting couples in the dead of night.<br/><br/>Emily and Ethan, a young couple deeply in love, had heard the chilling rumors but dismissed them as mere superstition. However, as they strolled hand-in-hand through the deserted park one moonless evening, a sense of unease crept over them. The air grew heavy with an oppressive silence, and the rustling of leaves seemed to echo with an ominous undertone.<br/><br/>Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the tranquility. Emily and Ethan froze, their hearts pounding in their chests. They turned to face the source of the sound, but the darkness swallowed their gaze. Fear propelled them forward as they stumbled through the undergrowth, desperate to escape the unseen terror.<br/><br/>As they ran, they could hear the sound of heavy footsteps pursuing them. The hook scraped against the ground, sending a chilling metallic screech through the night. Emily tripped and fell, her ankle throbbing with pain. Ethan reached down to help her up, but as he did, a cold, metallic grip clamped around his wrist.<br/><br/>A guttural growl filled the air as the Hook Man emerged from the shadows. His eyes glowed with an eerie red light, and his hook glistened menacingly in the moonlight. Emily screamed in horror as the hook plunged into Ethan's chest, tearing through flesh and bone.<br/><br/>Ethan collapsed to the ground, his lifeblood seeping into the cold earth. Emily watched in disbelief as the Hook Man turned his attention to her. She stumbled backward, her legs trembling with terror. The hook swung towards her, but she dodged it by a hair's breadth.<br/><br/>With renewed determination, Emily ran for her life. She could hear the Hook Man's footsteps pounding behind her, but she refused to give up. She dodged and weaved through the trees, her lungs burning with each breath.<br/><br/>Finally, she stumbled upon a clearing and saw a faint light in the distance. It was the streetlight at the edge of the park. With a surge of adrenaline, she sprinted towards it, her heart pounding with both fear and hope.<br/><br/>As she reached the streetlight, she turned to look behind her. The Hook Man was nowhere to be seen. She had escaped his clutches, but the memory of that night would forever haunt her.<br/><br/>The legend of the Hook Man continued to circulate in Willow Creek, a chilling reminder of the darkness that lurked in the shadows. Couples avoided the park after dark, and the sound of a hook scraping against the ground sent shivers down their spines.<br/><br/>But Emily never forgot the horrors she had witnessed. She became a beacon of hope for other victims of the Hook Man, offering them support and reminding them that even in the face of unimaginable evil, there was always a glimmer of hope.<br/><br/>And so, the legend of the Hook Man lived on, a c")
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