Aloha Ohana! Aye. Happy Freyday. Wear R.E.D. Eat Steak & Lobster! Lol. Heads on Swivels. Keep Vigilant. Stay Safe/Frosty/Strapped--always. Capt Rick 🫡😎🪖and Beau🐾🍿🍻! (For those folks who have ever served in the Enlisted Rank of E-4: THAT meme is for us.)

Hello. I’m the Turkey Vulture. Sorry for the "circle of death" I’m doing over the highway.
I know I’m not a "pretty" bird. But my stomach acid is so strong it can dissolve lead shot and kill the deadliest bacteria known to man. I am the "End Point" for the disease.
I prevent outbreaks of Rabies, Botulism, and Anthrax in your neighborhood.
If I didn't exist, roadkill would rot and spread sickness to your pets and children. I am the most important sanitation worker you have.
What to do:
Give us space when we're working on the roadside. Don't use lead ammunition when hunting—it poisons us.
I’m sorry, I look like a "villain."
But your community is disease-free because of me.

The smell hit the officers before the truth did. In 1901, police forced open the doors of a quiet mansion in Poitiers after receiving an anonymous letter warning that something terrible had been hidden inside for years. What they discovered behind a sealed door was almost impossible to comprehend. Lying on a filthy straw mattress was Blanche Monnier, a woman once known in society circles for her beauty and charm. Now she was fifty-two, barely alive, her body little more than bones, trapped in a room where sunlight had not touched the walls for a quarter of a century.
Her story was as cruel as it was shocking. In the late 1870s, Blanche had fallen in love with a man her family believed was beneath their social standing. Instead of accepting the relationship, her own mother and brother chose a darker path. They locked her inside that room, shuttered the windows, and slowly erased her existence from the outside world. Years passed in complete darkness. The air thickened with decay, the ...