I assume what you’re implying is that you can’t put a tent there. Okay, why not fucking say that then? Homeless people around here rarely use tents, for reasons that I do not know because I am privileged enough to not be homeless, and they could probably just arrange their stuff around those shapes, put their mattress between them and go to sleep - which is why “tent” isn’t the first thing that popped into my head.
Thank you for making me jump through hoops to understand a thing.
Right? It looks like there was an attempt (gold star) at hostility but they still wanted it to look somewhat aesthetically pleasing and mostly forgot about the hostile part? Or maybe I’m just not seeing most of the hostile part, that’s what I’m trying to figure out.
It’s hard to believe you’re not trolling.
I swear I’m not. It’s entirely possible that I’m being slow, but I’m really just trying to understand so I can identify these things better in the future. Because I seriously don’t get it, there’s still plenty of room to lie down between them?
I feel like we’re talking past each other. I’m wondering how the weird human-shaped things added on top of the vents constitute hostile architecture - how are they meant to to discourage people from sleeping there? This is me trying to learn, I’m very aware that sleeping on vents isn’t exactly comfortable but how do these things make it less so?
Good lord, this looks impossible to keep clean.
The vents are still accessible though? And you have these nifty mannequins to hang your stuff?
Edit: honest question, possibly unnecessary joke.
That’s not very good for your skin, Bru- Batsy.
I apologise for not including a tone indicator, I do try but I keep thinking I’m more obvious than I am. It was genuinely meant as a joke, as in “no, lalalala, go away, I don’t want to hear it”.
Ah, good point. Still something OP can find out by experimenting a bit and adjusting the amount where needed.
Any effect should be immediately obvious, shouldn’t it? If your clothes are still dirty after washing, that’s something you can see/smell/feel. Anything else that your average detergent claims to do is luxury.
But then you wisely decided to shut your dirty mouth.
Edit: /jk
The title and character names speak to me on a genetic level. “Schtemwölch” in particular makes my ancestors stir in their unmarked graves in the Teutoburger Wald, urging me to watch this.
Oh gawd I fell for it. It’s the right amount of blurry that was common on the early internet so I didn’t question the hazy details.
Because claps are the only currency accepted on the secret market where medical workers buy their groceries.
Be Batman, have prep time.
Doesn’t matter. Green Mario is perfect. Working class, deals with literal shit daily, is scared of everything, and still does the thing. Red Mario has it easy, he’s not scared of CEO Bowser, he doesn’t have to overcome his fear - because he’s confident. Which is cool, good for him. But Red Mario is unachievable as a role model. Be more like Green Mario who does it scared, who does it alone, who does it anyway.
Yes. And I’m tired of pretending otherwise.
Doesn’t matter because it knows how to use it.
The usual, really. Get a nice buzz going on coke and rum, draw, build whatever’s behind door 24 in the Bluebrixx Star Trek advent calendar, make the husband watch Richard II and Hamlet (maybe even Much Ado About Nothing) with me, rewatch Severance season 1, watch a bunch of bad movies. Mostly watch stuff, basically.