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Let me say: As admin of your own site about lovely pinga, you should know that what you propose is the absolute mortal sin of the Internet: to alter or delete or fiddle with anything posted, by anyone. Altering digital footprints of what any & all of us said is the ultimate abuse of the great journalistic, thus honesty-promoting, power of the permanent digital record. I think I have posted this recently before. It evidently is worth another read. SPJ Code of Ethicshttps://www.spj.org/ethicscode.asp

This is a thread that should be deleted instead of the one that inspired it.

What terminally ill children taught this doctor about how to live Dr Alastair McAlpine asked some of young patients what gave them joy and meaning – their answers surprised him Alastair McAlpine Fri 9 Feb 2018 06.00 EST Dr Alastair McAlpine asked some of young patients what gave them joy and meaning. Their answers were surprising and positive. As a pediatric palliative care physician, I spend my days working with children who have life-threatening or life-limiting illnesses and their families. Although many people think of us as the harbingers of death, in reality, doctors like us aim to maximize quality of life, especially when that life is likely to be shortened. We recognize that these children are so much more than just their illness and that they are part of a family. We focus not just on their medical needs but also on their psychosocial and spiritual ones as well. Last year, as part of my diploma in pediatric palliative care, I was tasked with evaluating the attitudes of my little patients towards life. I asked some of them what gave them joy and meaning. Their answers were surprising and positive. In fact, they made me completely re-evaluate my relationships with friends and family. I now spend more time with the people I love and I tell them how I feel about them. I have tried to make kindness a priority in my life. I decided to share some of the children’s responses on Twitter, to provide some perspective to the fractiousness that is so prevalent there. The response was overwhelming, to say the least (my thread has been retweeted nearly 100,000 times). The kids were not hung up on “stuff”. What mattered were the things that we all intrinsically know are important, but often forget in the hustle and bustle of daily living. The biggest takeaway for me is that the happiest, most meaningful moments were simple ones that did not require vast sums of money or effort to attain, but instead embraced the importance of human connection. It was also surprising how frequently the so-called small things were the ones that turned out to have enormous significance at the end. Here are the top six lessons that my little patients taught me about life: 1. Spending time with family and pets are incredibly important. Whether talking, laughing, playing, or just sharing silence, time spent with loved ones and pets was priceless. Towards the end, the only regret many of the kids had was that they didn’t get to spend more time “with mum and dad and my big brother”. 2. Humor and laughter are vital. Even though they were squarely facing death, these kids derived amusement from the same things that normal children do: silly antics; clumsy adults; slapstick humor. Laughing is so important for many reasons but key among them is that it reduces pain. Finding levity in the face of overwhelming tragedy can be difficult, and some of the parents dug into unimaginably deep wells of courage to provide mirth when their hearts were breaking. One dad pulled funny faces through his tears. But it always paid off. And whether ill or healthy, children will always be delighted by farting. 3. Good stories told and read by a loved one offer inspiration. The written word and vivid fantasies told with basic toys enabled children to create alternate realities away from the often sterile hospital environment. They were sources of inspiration to continue fighting, even when the “battle” seemed lost. After all, if Harry Potter could continue to face Voldemort, then they could defeat their own “monsters”. Stories also allowed the children to construct a meaningful narrative to explain the often incomprehensible diseases they were so bravely facing. Many believe that our ability to create and share stories is what defines us as human beings, and these kids demonstrated that. Stories inspired, captivated and transported them. 4. Swimming in the sea, playing on the sand and eating ice cream (even on a cold day) are simple, memorable pleasures. Children vividly remembered the simple pleasures that cost little except the effort of being truly present; the moments that may have seemed small at the time were often, upon reflection, priceless. 5. Children as young as four worried about what would happen to their parents. Many of the kids had made peace with their fates but wanted to protect mum and dad from additional heartache. This role-reversal is surprisingly common and indicates that children are far more attuned to their bodies than we think they are. Death is the elephant in the room. Part of my job is to encourage honesty and to get everyone talking, even when it’s painful. 6. Simple acts of kindness were treasured and remembered until the very end. Kindness, whether from the classmate who offered a sandwich or a nurse’s smile, was the virtue that made the biggest impact on the children. They loved kind people and remembered acts of kindness until the very end. The last words I heard from one little girl were: “Thank you for holding my hand when I was scared.” None of these revelations are new or earth-shattering, but when they come from children who are bravely facing death, an extra level of profundity is added, which has prompted many (including myself) to re-evaluate just what is important with the very limited time we have. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to the beach to eat an ice cream. https://www.theguardian.com/society/2018/feb/09/pets-laughter-and-kindness-lessons-on-life-from-terminally-ill-children

Agree absolutely. As a self-publishing market researcher myself, must agree with watsisname back when who said: 'The only way to guarantee a free press is to own one.'

Give it just a little time.

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No disagreement, but again, as discussed earlier today, even that has its honest values here.

I want you to be right.

I agree @AdamSmith. Remember, I started my participation in this thread defending the original one at Daddy's. I was not actually advocating for this thread to be deleted. It was just my way to express my disgust and to point out to the irony of a thread that was born denouncing other one to be turned itself into a pile of mud.

I agree (although I do LOVE masterful moderation methods). During all of my years at Daddy's, battling one round of trolls after another, I never pressed the "report" button. And I was always against his many deletions, especially when an escort misbehaved. I have a lot of faith in readers. Let them read what the contributors really think. And let the chips fall where they may.

Everything you discern in his work is absolutely why I adore him.

I was unaware of his paintings, so I did a little reading. My initial reaction is that I don't share your enthusiasm. I find it too dark, depressing, disturbing, and far too violent for my taste. Lacking intellectual analysis, I can only judge by my visual senses. That said, he is fascinating, and a brilliant film maker, however his art is in-keeping with the spirit of this thread...

Some stylistic & conceptual parallels to the absolute genius painter R.B. Kitaj (1932-2007). Reinvented figurative, non-abstract painting for the current age.

Lynch himself is a quite remarkable painter/drawer. Not surprisingly. Paintings and Drawings by David Lynch Ow God, Moma, the Dog He Bited Me 1988, 167 x 167 cm http://www.thecityofabsurdity.com/paintings/owgod.html

Sorry Lat... I disagree. I know she's your girl, but the posts clearly illustrate her mental instability and stalker personality....BEWARE !

And then of course there is this. With a tear right on cue at :41

Regrets in life are usually what we didn't do....not what we did. If you do it and it gets denied, then you can say you tried....at $160 will not cause a financial crisis. If you do nothing, you'll wonder...... Many people never try to get the visa because of all the negative comments...I've seen street food vendors get approved, depends on the mood of the interviewing officer.

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I took the liberty and moved this to the proper forum. You're welcome....

Thanks everyone for the information. I've landed in Sao Paulo 2 days ago and am having a really sexual-riffic time. Stopped by Lagoa as soon as my plane landed (I skipped checking into my hotel since I travel light) on Friday night and it was nice and crowded, with garotos. I agree with most posters on here, that Lagoa is a paradise for visually stunning, muscled, delicious, AF model, pretty boy, mouth watering fit boys...since SP is a cosmopolitan city, the boys here are truly melting pot... if you want light skinned -- you got it...and if you want a nice dark carioca type -- you got it also. The only commonality I see (and experienced) with the boys is that their dicks are HUGE, un-ashamingly, un-humanly, in-credibly, a breathtaking,...staggering, superhuman piece of art. Two notes of advice regarding logistics of arriving at the GRU airport. #1: DO NOT exchange cash at the cambio exchange counter, with all the taxes and fees it adds on to your exchange, you'll get ripped off. I exchanged 200USD cash and got only 480 Real. I didn't know any better and when I realized that I can get 640 Real, I saddened a little...that's one sex session with a garotos for a generous rate of 160...I hate it that the first thing that fucked me in Brazil was the cambio exchange counter and not a Brazilian man -- oh well, bygones. DO USE atm machines (they're everywhere) or exchange cash at the cambio exchange in the shopping malls on Paulista Ave. #2: Upon arrival, I bypassed the airport bus since the line was quite long. GRU airport has free internet for 60 minutes, so I was able to get online via my Iphone and booked Uber...from GRU to the Vila Clementino neighborhood was 66 Reals ~ 21 USD...super fast and super cheap....super convenient too, as I walked past the crowds of loud angry people waiting for the airport bus into the city and was taken direct to Lagoa. Back to the main topic at hand,...Day #1, Friday night at Lagoa,...in 2012 when I visited Brazil for the first time and didn't know what I was doing, I heeded the wise advice of many users on this forum and never went for my 1st eye catch inside the sauna. Well, in 2018, I've decided to try something different, after sitting in between 2 obnoxious, talkative model-wannabe girls on a really long plane ride to Brazil, I wanted to re-live all the hot sex I had in 2012, ASAP. I didn't wait and look around like I did back in 2012, I didn't shop for all of the 30+ garatos in Lagoa on a bustling Friday night; this time, upon entering Lagoa, I was the shark and I am hunting. I knew what I wanted and I wasted no time. While most customers were enjoying the unsually tall and un-handsomely ugly drag queen on stage mis-lip-synching (I don't think she learned the lyrics, or maybe her lip pronunciation was off), I found my prey in 10 minute, a "dark skinned macho Brazilian",...the straight type who I guess and imagined, has a wife and 2 kids depending on him as a bread winner; whose dick was as hard as oak and as slithering as a serpent. I looked at him and smiled, hinted for him to come over. With my phone and Google translate in hand, I communicated with him the topic of what's important to me. Beija? Check! Tu Activo? Check! Penetracao lenta e suave, odeio rapido e duro? Check! Quanto Para Sexo? 100 Reals...Check! Posso ver sue pau?...CHECK! From there, we got a cabine. I love that the cabines in Lagoa has a a nice large mirror for you to stare into as you are having sex -- I love being lost in lust as I watch the big butt of the macho Brazilian gyrate, pound, push, pull, and jackhammer me....he made me came, without touching myself. My goal of the night was to have 2 garotos on my first night, but after this one did such a good job, I left to go check-in my hotel, I was content and satisfied. Day #2, Saturday night at Lagoa... the previous night, I arrived at Lagoa a little late,... after doing the perfunctory attractions and chores in the morning, ie: visiting Japan-town (Libradade) to get my Japanese street food fix and visiting MASP, I aimed to arrive in Lagoa early, around 17h. From my 2012 trip, I learned that there are 2 types of garotos at Lagoa, the first type garotos is humble and will need to go home early to his family once he's earned enough, he'll have 1 or 2 customers, then leave early, if you want too long, you will miss him and regret it; and the second type, the professional who aims to turn as many tricks as possible and stays there a really long time. Tonight, I wanted type 1 garotos, so I arrived at the sauna a little early. My early bird approach came with rewards, I found a light-skinned, dark hair, naturally bulk muscular, thick legs and thick chest (he's not the steroidal big chested scrawny leg type you see a lot in Brazil), smooth skinned, "Bel Ami AF type garotos." I asked him how much, he said 200 Reals, which I thought was sorta high, but I was willing to play along for this caliber, considering that it will cost MUCH more to find a specimen of this grade in the States. I asked him if he is "quality" at sex or just pretty to look at, he says both. I asked to see his dick first to test his level of agree-ableness and he showed me a "pau" more beautiful than the "dark skinned macho Brazilian" I enjoyed the night previously. My ears perked, I salivated, swallowed my saliva, then I had Google Translate negotiate a rate of 150 Reals with him -- he smiled and agreed. In the cabine, I muscle worshiped him like a willing slave. I surrendered to him like a puppy with legs on its back,... he was a proud natural-isqe bodybuilder type, with a deep sexy Brazilian grunting voice. He kept smiling and winking at me as I licked every sinewy curve and muscle on his body...the only part he didn't enjoy as much was when I licked his clean delicious fuzzy iron-gate asshole, clearly no one has been to that territory before and I helped open his world up a little bit. I like that he didn't rush the session, he let me take my time. Once I was ready, I hoped on him like a seasoned cowboy and rode his bull like I was at the rodeo. He bucked me, and tonight, I was the willing prey. With the "Bel ami AF type garotos", I thought my luck was at its peak. Yet, I was greedy and later found an incredibly "tall light-skinned tattooed cover" garotos who was near the TV in the back watching football and eating his meal. He is probably by far the tallest garotos there, I mean Empire State building size. I've had my share of tall men, but this has got to be the tallest. He seemed so focus on the TV, I pulled up a chair, sat next to him and smiled. 45 minutes and 120 Reals later, I was content and satisfied. The quality and performance of the boys at Lagoa has been excellent, but I'm always a connoisseur for spice and variety. I'll check out sauna Fragata tomorrow and will update ya'll accordingly...