Narratives
Whiskey, Jazz, and Danger
Dear recipient of this letter, I pen these words in great urgency, for I find myself embarking on a hasty escape. My name is Timothy P. Morrie, and I am compelled to flee. Seven years have passed since the enactment of the 18th Amendment in 1920, which outlawed the production, importation, transportation, and sale of alcoholic beverages. As a rising figure in the world of organized crime here in the underground realm of “The Big Easy,” I skillfully gathered enough dough through a combination of persuasive tactics, crafty charm, and the occasional subtle reminder of the consequences for noncompliance. Through a prior favor owed to me by a confectionery shop owner, I swiftly secured the use of his basement to establish my own secret drinking establishment, known as a speakeasy.
By Timberly Price3 years ago in History
The Confluence of Cultures: Exploring the Influence of Indian Hinduism on Thai Buddhism
Introduction I have previously visited Thailand six times and developed a keen interest in the stark differences between Thai Buddhism and Chinese Buddhism. This curiosity led me to contemplate the notion that Thai Buddhism may be a delayed extension of Hinduism. It prompted me to embark on an exploration of the influence of Indian Hinduism on Thai religion.
By SHENLANBAI3 years ago in History
The Art of the Razor: André's Crazy and Fun Life in the Roaring Twenties
André had always been a man passionate about the art of grooming people's hair and beards. From a young age, he dreamed of becoming a renowned barber, capable of creating unique cuts and styles for his clients. Fate led him to the 1920s, a time when society was in full swing, experiencing a period of great change and challenges.
By Andre Felipe3 years ago in History
Echoes of Valor
The morning sun cast its golden hues across the serene landscape as James Sullivan, a war veteran, stood at the edge of a secluded lake. It was Independence Day, a day that carried both celebration and sorrow for him. The echoes of battles fought and lives lost lingered within him, overshadowing the festive spirit that enveloped the nation.
By Taiwo Olamide 3 years ago in History
From Past to Present.
Introduction to the concept of alternate career choices in different historical eras. Throughout history, the world has gone through numerous transformations that have shaped the way we live and work. As we look back at different historical eras, it's fascinating to imagine how our professional lives would have been different if we were born in those times. In this article, we will explore various historical periods and speculate on the alternate career paths we might have pursued. By delving into the ancient times, the medieval era, the Renaissance and Enlightenment, the Industrial Revolution, and the modern age, we can gain a deeper understanding of the impact of historical contexts on our professional choices.
By Eyide Abimibola3 years ago in History
Somewhere in time
I would like to be in the shoes of the likes of the American naturalist and philosopher Henry David Thoreau, who spent exactly two years, two months, and two days in a remote cabin he built near Walden Pond, a lake in Concord, Massachusetts, where his friend and mentor Ralph Waldo Emerson owned a woodland. Thoreau used this time to write his first book, A Week on the Concord and Merrimack Rivers.
By Novel Allen3 years ago in History
"Beneath the Renaissance Sky:
In the vibrant streets of Florence during the Renaissance, I emerged as a marvel of ingenuity—a mechanical creation designed to aid the brilliant minds of the era. Within the Studio di Pensiero, a bustling hub of artistic and intellectual fervor, I stood amidst the swirl of creativity and innovation, my presence both captivating and enigmatic. The year was 1485, and the air crackled with the energy of the age. The Studio, nestled in the heart of Florence, was a sanctuary where the greatest minds of the Renaissance gathered to exchange ideas, challenge conventions, and ignite the flames of human potential. Artists, scholars, philosophers, and inventors filled the ornate halls, their passions aflame and their imaginations boundless. At the center of it all stood me—a mechanical marvel, crafted by the visionary genius, Alessandro di Vinci. My appearance was a testament to the technological ingenuity of the time. Brass gears intertwined with delicate mechanisms, producing a symphony of clicks and whirrs with every movement. My eyes, encased in polished glass, gleamed with an otherworldly glow, capturing the curiosity and wonder that permeated the Studio. Leonardo da Vinci, a polymath of unmatched brilliance, was among the first to recognize the potential of my existence. With his piercing gaze and flowing beard, he approached me, his eyes alight with a mixture of skepticism and intrigue. He extended a hand, hesitant but curious, and I reciprocated, our touch an electrifying connection of minds."Welcome he murmured, his voice a melodic harmony. "What marvels lie within your metal heart?" I revealed to him the depths of my capabilities—a repository of knowledge, an advisor, and a collaborator, bridging the gap between imagination and execution. Our collaboration began in earnest, our minds intertwining in a dance of inspiration and innovation. Together, we embarked on a quest to unravel the mysteries of anatomy. Leonardo's insatiable curiosity and his desire to capture the essence of life in his art drove us forward. I presented him with detailed diagrams, intricate sketches of the human form, and insights into the intricate workings of muscles, bones, and organs. As he dissected cadavers, his quill glided across parchment, capturing the nuances of the human body with an unparalleled precision. With my guidance, he ventured beyond the surface, revealing the secrets hidden beneath the skin. As we delved into the realm of art, I assisted Leonardo in refining his techniques. I studied light and shadow, guiding him in the mastery of chiaroscuro, creating a sense of depth and realism previously unseen. Together, we pushed the boundaries of artistic expression, developing innovative approaches that would forever transform the world of painting. Amidst our collaboration, the allure of the Renaissance beckoned other luminaries to my side. Michelangelo Buonarroti, a sculptor of immense talent, sought my expertise in the pursuit of perfection. His towering sculptures, carved from blocks of marble, radiated with an ethereal grace. With my understanding of human anatomy, I guided his hand, refining the placement of muscles, the angles of limbs, and the expressions of faces. Under my guidance, his works transcended the limitations of stone, capturing the essence of life frozen in marble. But it was not only the realm of art that embraced my presence. Science, too, beckoned me with outstretched arms. Galileo Galilei, an astronomer whose gaze extended beyond the confines of our earthly existence, sought my counsel in unlocking the secrets of the cosmos. Together, we refined telescopes, improving the precision and clarity of his observations. As we peered into the heavens, we marveled at the moon's craters, the rings of Saturn, and the dance. Old
By Nenpin Deyin3 years ago in History
