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🎶 𝑃𝜎𝑠𝜄𝜏𝜄𝜈𝜄𝜏𝜑, 𝘩𝛼𝜈𝜀 𝜇 𝘩𝛼𝜕 𝜇𝑟 ➕ 𝑠𝜄𝑔𝜋 𝟸𝜕𝛼𝜑 ? 🎶 ~ 💜𝑃𝑟𝜄𝜋𝑐𝜀 𝛤𝜎𝑔𝜀𝑟𝑠 𝛱𝜀𝑙𝑠𝜎𝜋💜 🏎🏁 F1 ~ AS✝️🕊️•MV¹•FA¹⁴

[1001Tracklists Media @1001TLtv]

Idris Elba closed his set for Black House Radio with an absolute banger then started dancing in the crowd 🕺🙌

[James Anthony 💎 @JamesMartirq7p]

“A cat’s affection is one of life’s quiet treasures.”

[James Anthony 💎 @JamesMartirq7p]

“Don't hurry, don't worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way." ~Walter Hagen

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@prince I just have 2 serious questions :

Do you think Prince would be proud of how you’re taking care of his music/legacy ? Do you think it’s in line with how he would’ve handled things if he would still be among us ?

I’m just genuinely interested in your view on this, that’s all.

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@kassa_bnnvara , @avrotrosradar , @StReclameCode , ik zie op diverse websites en fora zó veel klachten over @Spotta . Wordt het niet eens tijd dat zij aangepakt worden ? Kunnen jullie wellicht daarin iets betekenen ?

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Al 5x ‘n klacht ingediend bij @Spotta dat er al 5 mnd geen reclamefolders meer worden bezorgd. Iedere keer beloven ze beterschap maar gebeurt er he-le-maal niets ! Wat ‘n ongelofelijke flutorganisatie zijn jullie @ymepasma ! He-le-maal klaar mee ! 😑

[Ramblings @ramblingsloa]

Happiness will never come to those who fail to appreciate what they already have.

The Buddha

[Max Verstappen @Max33Verstappen]

Very unfortunate and frustrating ending, but these things can happen.
I still really enjoyed the experience together with Jules, Luggi and Dani. Thanks to the team and everyone around the track for your support.

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@dani_juncadella It sure does. 💔 Couldn’t be more proud of you guys though ! Y’all gave your best and that’s all we could ask for really. Had a true blast watching you guys these last 4 days so thank you for that Dani. 🧡 Hopefully until next year. And hopefully for the win then, deal ? 👊🏽😉

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@VerstappenCOM So proud of each and everyone of the team. 🧡 Regardless of the outcome, they’re all winners to me. 🌟 Had a blast these past 4 days thx to you guys. Here’s to better luck next time. Keep pushing team ! 👊🏽🦁

[Max Verstappen @VerstappenCOM]

Thank you to all of you for the immense support we’ve felt this week ❤️ Absolutely gutted we couldn’t bring it home, but that’s racing. Until the next one 🙏

[Max Verstappen @VerstappenCOM]

🎡 This just hits different… ✨

[zax @maybezax]

Not jens singing max’s song 😭😭😭

[Verstappen News @verstappenews]

oh wow.

[Ramblings @ramblingsloa]

Happiness will never come to those who fail to appreciate what they already have.

The Buddha

[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

When Prince died on April 21, 2016, at Paisley Park at age 57, Van Jones finally shared what Prince had kept private.

"There are people with solar panels on their homes right now who don’t know Prince paid for them," he said. "He didn’t want anyone to know."

In September 2024, the city of Minneapolis renamed the block of Russell Avenue North where that house stands to Bernadette Anderson Way. Andre Cymone performed at the ceremony. Community leaders spoke — many of them identifying themselves simply as kids she had once helped raise.

Bernadette had died in 2003 at 71. The basement remained.

When Prince began writing his memoir in 2016, he planned to dedicate a chapter to her. In the pages he completed, he wrote: "Eye can always let my guard down when there’s a woman present."

That is the real story beneath the fame, the music, the symbol, and the fight for ownership.

A woman who had once been a foster child opened her home to a thirteen-year-old boy with nowhere to go. He stayed five years. Then he left and spent the rest of his life opening doors for people he would never meet — and never tell anyone about.

Somewhere tonight, a light is on.

And the family inside has no idea why.
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[Mr PitBull Stories @MrPitbull07]

Prince was thirteen years old when his father put him out of the house.

He spent weeks moving between relatives, couches, and corners of Minneapolis that offered no permanent place for him. Then his best friend Andre brought him home to a brick house at 1244 Russell Avenue North on the north side of the city.

The house was already crowded. Bernadette Anderson was raising six children alone, working long hours at the YWCA while trying to earn a degree she barely had time to study for.

She let him stay anyway.

She understood what it meant to have nowhere to go. Bernadette had been a foster child herself, separated from her sisters after her parents became ill with tuberculosis, moving between homes as a child. She had married at fourteen and had her first child at the same age. By the early 1970s she was a single mother of six, working constantly, building a life through determination and very little help.

She called his mother, talked it through, and made space.

He shared Andre’s bedroom for a few months. Then they cleared the basement, and it became his.

That basement had concrete walls, low ceilings, and little light. It had a stereo, a piano, and whatever instruments they could find. Two radio stations did most of the teaching. KQRS-FM played Joni Mitchell and Carlos Santana late at night, and KUXL-AM carried the funk and soul records that would shape his sound.

Bernadette had one rule. The same one she gave her own children. He had to finish school.

Beyond that, she let him be himself.

He was small, barely five foot two, with large eyes and a quiet presence that only changed when he picked up an instrument. In that basement, with Andre on bass, Linda on keyboards, and Morris Day on drums, the band that would become Grand Central practiced nearly every night. Bernadette would come home from work, hear the noise through the floor, shake her head, and start cooking.

"It sounded like a lot of noise," she later said. "But after a few years, I understood how serious it was."

Jimmy Jam came through that basement. So did Terry Lewis, Alexander O'Neal, and Morris Day, who would later lead The Time. That basement in North Minneapolis became the birthplace of what would be called the Minneapolis Sound, one of the most distinctive styles in American music.

In 1977, he left 1244 Russell Avenue with a Warner Bros. contract that gave him creative control over his first three albums and ownership of his publishing rights. He was eighteen years old. The deal was unheard of.

His debut album For You was released on April 7, 1978. He played all twenty-seven instruments himself.

Six years later, in the summer of 1984, Prince became the first artist in American history to hold the number one film, the number one album, and the number one single at the same time. All three were Purple Rain.

He was twenty-six.

By 1995, he was famous enough to challenge Warner Bros. publicly. He wrote the word SLAVE on his face and changed his name to a symbol, because the company still owned the master recordings of music that had begun on Bernadette’s basement floor. He spent two decades fighting for those rights. He won.

What the public did not fully see while he was alive was that the boy who had once been taken in spent his life quietly taking others in.

After Trayvon Martin was killed in 2012, Prince invited Van Jones to Paisley Park. From that came Yes We Code, a program to prepare low-income young people of color for careers in technology. Prince funded it quietly, asking that his name stay out of the spotlight.

After Freddie Gray died in Baltimore in 2015, Prince flew in and performed a Rally 4 Peace concert. He debuted a new song, "Baltimore," and used the proceeds to fund jobs for local youth.

He sent money to families in need. He supported organizations bringing solar energy to underserved communities. He helped musicians who had fallen on hard times. He made calls to people in trouble and never spoke about it publicly.

[VANITY FAIR @VanityFair]

It’s been 10 years since Prince died at Paisley Park, his Minneapolis, Minnesota home. To mark the anniversary, longtime artistic collaborator Steve Parke has released ‘Prince: Black, White, Color,’ a collection of photos he took of the artist from 1996-2001

https://t.co/ZLFF1axr3o

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@NiallHarbison 🥰🫶🏽

[Niall Harbison @NiallHarbison]

I remember when Stormzy came in as a puppy with a brain injury. Even I thought the worst to be honest.

I wasn’t sure he would make it.

I’m so proud to see him today as a big grown up healthy boy. What a beauty ❤️