Brother of 'murdered' Scots teen Amber Gibson charged in connection with death

2021.12.02 09:53 ZoolShop Brother of 'murdered' Scots teen Amber Gibson charged in connection with death

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2021.12.02 09:53 Choice_Foundations Positive blood work but negative endoscopy?

I have had a positive blood results but the Dr said my endoscopy looked all normal.
Has this happened to anyone else?
I am going to cut out all gluten to see if symptoms go away but was hoping for a positive diagnosis.
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2021.12.02 09:53 Appropriate-Key-2597 This was a birthday gift for my wife and he is in love with it!

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2021.12.02 09:53 Ralfzer0 Can't spawn on Rush with Battlefield 2042 maps.

I join the match, finish it, and then on the next map I'm just sitting there staring at the map. Can't spawn, can't exit the game. The only solution is ALT+F4 which at least in this game is instant. Any solutions?
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2021.12.02 09:53 FrontpageWatch2020 [#15|+4136|441] 75% of adults wear glasses or contact lenses. Humans having poor vision is a pretty big evolutionary flaw. [r/Showerthoughts]

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2021.12.02 09:53 yarbousaj What's going on with the MLB and the players? How did the MLB "lockout" its own players??? Will we have baseball next year?

I saw something on my feed about how there's no baseball players on website?? And the MLB has "locked out" the players? I thought that happened with the NHL and there wasn't any hockey for a few years.
Screenshot from reddit of the MLB website:
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2021.12.02 09:53 Smokabowl The next generations are going to have a large amount of children that can look up their parents naked online.

As a young single guy, there is just so much out there now, twitter, tiktok, onlyfans, etc. And they are all inundated with people... mostly women obviously. When I was growing up there may have been someone who knew someone who stripped or did porn, or something. But it's interesting to think of what will be available to these kids, if they look.
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2021.12.02 09:53 Liznobbie Update: no event?

Did the update, restarted my phone, and still no event showing up for me. Is my game glitching or did I miss something?
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2021.12.02 09:53 FrontpageWatch2020 [#582|+1452|53] Hmm [r/hmm]

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2021.12.02 09:53 Jo3K3rr 25 Days of Star Wars Music - day 2

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2021.12.02 09:53 FuckCazadors Linlithgow pub changes name over “racist connotations”

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2021.12.02 09:53 milkmanmakegame always going to happen

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2021.12.02 09:53 FrontpageWatch2020 [#403|+837|61] Proof that women live longer [r/WhyWomenLiveLonger]

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2021.12.02 09:53 LittleOwl1871 Faves?

I have been listening for awhile, but not since the beginning. What are some random faves? I feel like I have listened to the important ones that I see people rave about. Why Fat?, Blaze of Glory, Makin' Hay, etc. What are some other episodes that really stand out?
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2021.12.02 09:53 -LimeOnline- In the Mountains, Above the Clouds.

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2021.12.02 09:53 the_confused_one69 Selbstständigkeit muss kein Traum bleiben!

Willst du wissen wie du dir dein eigenes online Business aufbauen kannst?
Keine festen Arbeitszeiten und an keinen Ort gebunden zu sein, sondern von überall aus Arbeiten, das wollen die meisten, doch nur die wenigsten arbeiten wirklich darauf hin.
Wenn du Interesse hast darüber mehr zu erfahren, dann schreib mir doch kurz zurück. Heute Abend 20 Uhr findet ein Webinar via Zoom statt, indem dir das ganze vorgestellt wird. Die Plätze sind begrenzt und die Nachfrage ist hoch. Wenn du also Interesse hast, dann sag mir kurz Bescheid und ich lasse dir einen exklusiven Einladungslink zukommen. Solltest du heute keine Zeit dafür haben, dann kann ich dir das ganze selbstverständlich, in den kommenden Tagen, auch persönlich zeigen.
Das ganze ist natürlich kostenlos und unverbindlich und es werden keine persönlichen Daten von dir benötigt.
In dem Sinne noch einen angenehmen Tag
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2021.12.02 09:53 edward_argent What are your best " Before Internet" moments you can think of?

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2021.12.02 09:53 NewAccountMcGee What’s the difference between types of petals?

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2021.12.02 09:53 Ganse_12 Yea

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2021.12.02 09:53 YourCasan Looking to send gifts to friends, don’t have to send it return, 5913 3608 4447

Pokemon Go
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2021.12.02 09:53 vldzmtordusvlf Crispy potato latkes for Hanukkah: Try the recipe

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2021.12.02 09:53 crystt__ [Academic] a quick survey for my uni project
This is a survey for my project about objects and identity, anyone can do it :) thank you!
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2021.12.02 09:53 xClasherzx Cursed_return

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2021.12.02 09:53 Jeter2k000 CatchKing NFT GIVEAWAY - RPG Game NFT Project! See COMMENT to ENTER!

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2021.12.02 09:53 lightingnations My street is twice as long at night as it is during the day

The street I live on is—usually—just shy of 2,000 steps. One raw February night, however, it became much, much longer.
That morning started the same as any other. I clipped a leash onto Buster, my German Shephard, and we set off for a walk. My neighborhood was a half-mile road with a dead end. There were shade trees everywhere, mostly sycamore, and the houses weren’t too close together.
Ten minutes down the street my neighbor, Eli, was working on a rusty pick-up truck parked across his lawn.
“Mornin’ Austin, mornin’ Buster,” he said, pulling his head out from under the hood.
“Morning Eli. How’s things?”
“Bad. Real bad.” He cleaned his hands with a filthy rag, then grabbed a doggie biscuit from the front pocket of his boilersuit. “And I mean ten tons of liquid shits about to hit the fan bad.” He snapped the treat in two, offered half to Buster, and ate the rest himself.
“How come?”
“Haven’t you seen all those UFO reports?”
I fought the urge to roll my eyes. “Aliens are invading?”
“Nope. But think about it, they’re getting plastered all over the news. That means it’s a false flag. Somethin’ big’s going down and they need a distraction.”
It was hard to pinpoint who they were exactly. At any given moment, ‘they’ could refer to the Democrats, the CCP, or the Illuminati.
Eli walked around his truck and said, “Storms coming, man.” At the sight of a stack of weapons stashed in the bed, my forearm hairs stirred. “It’ll pay to be prepared. You wanna buy an Ambush 3000?”
He grabbed a rifle from the pile and pointed it at my chest. I quickly ducked out of the way and said, “Maybe some other time.”
As I walked away, he shouted, “You’ll wish you had this bad boy when the great reset starts.”
“And you’ll probably blast someone’s head off,” I whispered.
I didn’t know how right I was.
At the very end of the street, Carl Watson marched from his front porch to the garage, three thick power cables slung across his shoulder like high-tech umbilical cords.
If you’d asked Eli, he would’ve told you Carl was a mad scientist, due to the gadgets in his garage and this one incident where he blew out every electrical appliance on the block. Carl’s wife, Joyce, had vanished three years earlier, which convinced Eli she’d been used as part of some twisted experiment.
When Carl slid open the shutter to his garage, I glimpsed what resembled a jet engine turned on its side. Whatever that thing was, there had to be at least a dozen federal laws against operating one.
Carl pulled the shutter closed. A moment later, I felt a faint rumble.
Arriving home, my Fitbit counted 1,987 steps. I unclipped Buster and went into the lounge, where my wife, Theresa, was hunched over her laptop.
“Morning honey," she said. "Good walk?”
I kissed her from behind. “Eli almost shot me and Carl Watson’s building a nuclear bomb.”
“Hmm. Anything unusual happen?”
I smiled. “Nope.”
That evening, when the sun was three-quarters of the way below the Western row of houses, Buster and I set off again. Outside, two kids paused their spirited frisbee game to let us past.
Since Eli wasn’t in his yard, we didn’t stop for treats. Buster shot me his big puppy dog eyes and whimpered.
“Sorry bud. Maybe we’ll catch him on the way back.”
Five minutes later, there was a sudden noise, from the direction of Carl’s garage, then every streetlight flicked off at once. Through the darkness, I saw it: a glimmer of blue light. Buster growled and tugged on the leash.
The glimmer became a double line that shot toward us, cutting through the road. My stomach turned and turned as the ground rumbled like a plane battling turbulence. I did my best not to vomit while Buster pulled until his leash slipped out of my hand, giving me a painful friction burn.
As the ground slowly settled, I crab-walked to a nearby mailbox and held on until the sensation of vertigo passed. Above my head, streetlights blinked on one at a time.
Before I could work out what happened, there were noises from all around. Car alarms blaring, people screaming. Confusion. Panic.
Had there been an earthquake? No wonder Buster got spooked. The dumb mutt was already long gone, so I jogged back up the street calling his name until I reached Eli’s place. On both sides of the road, there were downed trees and broken windows.
I wrapped Eli’s door and waited a few seconds. Beyond my reflection in the sidelight, he approached from behind.
I turned and said, “Hey bud, have you seen Bust—”
At the sight of his rifle, my voice trailed off. He had it pointed at my face.
I held up my hands. “Uhh, Eli?”
“You’re one of them, aren’t you?” It wasn’t a question. More of an accusation.
“Them? No. It’s me, Austin.”
“Yeah right. And I’m Bunsen-fucking-Honeydew.”
If my feet weren’t cemented to the spot, I would’ve bolted. Instead, I just said, “Eli, you’re not making sense. I'm Austin. I walk past here twice a day. Remember?”
“Yeah right. If you’re the real austin, then where’s Buster?”
“I dunno,” I stammered. “He took off. I came here looking for him.”
“Oh how convenient. On your knees, cyborg.”
Cyborg? He'd lost whatever portion of sense he had left.
With a trembling voice, I said, “Eli, you—”
He came forward. “Shut the fuck up. Who sent you?”
“I’m just looking for Buster.”
He touched the cold barrel to the space between my eyes. “Last chance. Who. Sent. You.”
My heart pounded in my ears. “To do what?”
“To kill me, mother fucker.”
“Eli, buddy, how about—”
“Your little human disguise ain’t fooling anyone, asshole. What’s your end game here? Turn the whole neighborhood into a battle royale? I bet the cocksuckers who built you are creamin’ their pants right about now. I can see the headlines already: chaos in the streets, neighbour against neighbour, stay inside your homes.”
He licked his lips. “Well, if the tech boys are listening, here’s a message from me. I’m onto your little game. And I’m turning every last one of these tin cans into scrap—"
There was another sudden rumble. This time, the street warped like a body of water disturbed by a pebble, and bright spots danced before my eyes.
As the ground rippled and swayed, Eli windmilled his arms, struggling to maintain balance. My survival instinct finally kicked in and, the moment the street settled, I made a desperate break for it.
Eli screamed, “Get back here motherfucker,” and opened fire.
My daring escape was cut short by dirt clumps exploding across Eli’s lawn, so I dove behind his truck instead. As bullets pierced the cabin window, I pushed my back flat against a tire and laced my fingers behind my skull.
When the shooting finally stopped, I peeked beneath the undercarriage and saw a pair of feet circle around the truck. Eli had the drop on me before I could even react.
I slowly stood and threw both arms straight up in the air. Before Eli could take the shot, a cloud of red mist erupted from his skull. He collapsed forward, spraying warm blood all over my face and shirt.
Past Eli’s corpse, there was another, identical Eli standing with his rifle. This one looked at me and said, “If you’re the real Austin, tell me something only you would know.”
While I scrambled to think, he loaded a clip and took aim.
“The UFOs, the UFOs were a false flag.”
He nodded. “We’ve gotta get inside.”
I looked from one Eli to the other and blinked several times.
Living Eli snatched the rifle from the other's corpse. After a quick glance at the shiny, grey brain matter seeping into the lawn, I followed Eli into his garage, where he flicked a switch to close the automatic door.
A stale smell of rotted newspapers and chemicals filled the cramped space. Eli set both rifles on a worktop, reached into a cabinet mounted against the wall, and pulled out a medkit.
I struggled to speak several times. “Who was…what was…when did."
“It’s them Austin. They’re making their move.”
Them? Eli that was you back there.”
“That wasn’t me, that was a clone.”
For several seconds, my thoughts turned inward toward explanations for what I’d seen: twins, look-alikes, head trauma caused by a nasty fall. “A fucking clone?”
“Mmhmm. They’ve created copies of everybody in the neighbourhood. They saw the votin' records for this district and decided we had to be replaced—were you hit?” He held up a roll of bandages.
Not entirely sure of the answer, I inspected my legs and torso. My shirt was soaked with blood, although none of it was my own. “No.”
"Good. In that case, you can help with the interrogation."
There were a few beats of silence. "Interrogation?”
Beyond a door to my left, I heard a muffled scream.
“Yup. I’ve captured one of the clones, but the son-of-a-bitch ain’t talkin'. Yet. We’re gonna have to extract the information.” He rummaged through a drawer and pulled out a set of metal plyers.
Following him towards the door, I said, “Eli, that other Eli, he said something about cyborgs?”
“That’s just what they want us to think.”
“And all those tremors, the lights going out. What the fucks going on?”
“The simulations glitchin’.”
“Yep. None of this is real. But that’s not important right now. Right now, we’ve gotta focus on the clones.”
Eli pushed open the door and flicked on the lights.
When I saw who was in that cramped space, it felt like I’d been socked in the stomach. A figure was sitting on the floor, arms suspended above their head. Their mouth was taped shut, and their blood-soaked fringe clung to their forehead. One eye was badly swollen shut, the other wide with terror.
The scene was so disturbing and unexpected it took me a full minute to realize the craziest part of this whole situation, which was that I actually recognized the scarred figure staring up at us…
It was me.
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