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NYC '17 | Dear Evan Hansen, here's why you won best musical.

When it rains, it absolutely pours in New York. But that didn’t stop me being stoked to see the award winning Dear Evan Hansen. The show is about a 17 year old called Evan Hansen who suffers with social anxiety. 941 more words

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Harlem Will Soon Be Home to 20-Story Hip Hop Hall of Fame Museum

by Brennan Williams via (huffpost.com)

Earlier this month, the Hip Hop Hall of Fame Museum won a bid to acquire a Harlem building and development site for a new  267 more words

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Harlem Will Soon Be Home To A 20-Story Hip Hop Museum

The Hip Hop Hall of Fame won the rights to develop a multi-media complex.

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Preliminary plans for the museum will begin in the coming months, with the start of phase one set to begin February 2018.
Earlier this month, the Hip Hop Hall of Fame Museum won a bid to acquire a Harlem building and development site for a new state-of-the-art facility that will “preserve, archive, exhibit, educate, and showcase hip-hop Music and culture from around the world.”
Phase one, which is set to begin in February 2018, of the museum’s development plan will include, among other things, a multimedia film production studio and a television content production center for students “that will be training for careers in tech and media, while producing real-life content for the museum, and the hip hop television channel network,” the museum’s founder, JT Thompson, said in a release.
Eventually the 20-story building will include 5-star hotel, retail mall, an arcade, restaurant and concert lounge. The organization has also launched a $150 million fundraising campaign to help complete funding for the entertainment complex.
Last year, Thompson ― who’s also an Army veteran ― told the New York Post that the museum’s progress has been a “labor of love.”
“Hip hop is about empowering yourself, moving beyond the music,” he said. “The HHHOF and I have a duty and responsibility to preserve this rich history of music and culture. [You need to] pull yourself up by your bootstraps to pursue your dreams.”
“This has been a labor of love. It’s had its valleys, mountains, peaks and falloffs. In the Army, I had leaders, mentors and brothers like teammates working to achieve something special. In life and in business, be disciplined and finish strong without quitting.”
For more info on the development of the Hip Hop Hall of Fame Museum, please visit the museum’s website.

Little Red Riding, Not

Little Red Riding Hood
forgot to mount her horse
left him behind
chomping grass in the field

she,
being too foolish or too lazy
to take the time to… 111 more words

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Little Red Riding, Not

Little Red Riding Hood forgot to mount her horse left him behind chomping grass in the field she, being too foolish or too lazy to take the time to catch brush saddle and bridle her willing pet and too grossed out to pick his hooves, filled her basket with wine and cake and set off down the trail ON FOOT to feed her sick granny her mother warned her strictly to stay on the trail she should have told the girl to use her brains and ride her pony I would tell you more, but there is no more to tell The Little Red Riding Hood girl, Not Riding was too slow to outrun the Big Bad Wolf he ate her ~ Words and Photography ©2017 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me

NYC '17 | Hayley, Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812.

In which I survive my first solo outing to a Broadway show and a Broadway stage door! Based on a 70 page section of Leo Tolstoy’s War and Peace, Dave Malloy has created an immersive and truly fantastical musical theatre experience. 496 more words

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Undefined  love. 


“I’m going to play cricket, down” Nikhil said.

“you need to stay here, mom has told you not to move out of house until she’s back home” Simran replied. 392 more words

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Undefined  Love. Unspoken Words.I’m  going to play cricket,  down”  Nikhil  said. “you need to stay here,  mom has told you not to move out of house until she’s back home”   Simran  replied. ” come on bua, it’s my usual time to play,  I will be back in 30 mins  I promise. ” Nikhil told. And moves towards the colony area way to his friends places.  Simran  stood inside the barge of her home looking at her nephew to reach properly. Suddenly a kid on her bicycle  hits Nikhil and crossed the cycle by his leg. Buaaa,  help“,  screamed Nikhil. Simran runs,  grabs Nikhil in her arms lifting him consoling nothing has happened  to him. She brings him to the bed room and checks the swollen ankle of her sobbing  nephew. Simran considered  Nikhil as her kid,  she always used to sense the hunger and pain carried by him.

Few hours later at hospital,
Doctor looking at the X-ray report : “it’s a major fracture,  joint needs to be operated and get fixed as soon as possible.”  Simran: “isn’t there any other way to get it fixed. Can we get him plastered and heal him?” not possible  at all” :doctor replied. Simran goes back to her mother,  cursing  and blaming herself,  she should  had allowed him to go out. It lead a massive trouble for him.
After the operation,
Nikhil in deep pain: “bua if  you wouldn’t  have been there to hold me I would have been lying on the road,  now I understand  why you keep standing on the door until m out in front of your vision.”  (sighs) Simran : “butter is applied  on bread beta, I should haven’t allowed you to move out,  I’m a bit more lenient to you I have realised  that.”  (laughs) “Breakfast  is ready “,  mom shouts. ” Simran come and eat now, it has been a day you haven’t  ate anything,   Nikhil is stable at least  for 3 months.” And the family moves on.. The love they both carried for each other was undefined. They both can’t express  but  they loved each other like a mother and kid. It reflected when the person is needful. -shraddha.

Man in Woman

He came through a woman
He nurtured in a woman’s arm
He played in a woman’s lap
His hands crushed a woman’s body
And Then… 8 more words

Writing

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