Rizy

Sports, the hobby, traveling and nature

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@trishstratuscom Why can’t you get old gracefully? You’re over here thinking you’re still in your 30s. Weird

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@badazn Eat a dick cħinķ

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@DanielTurnerPTF They better fucķ ħim up

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@siara_xoxo @FeverUpdate Shut up immigr@nt… she’s a mudsharķ

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@Chicago_Goofies Stupid nigġeř

[Edward “Hook” McDonald @edward1mcdonald]

Fuck your aunt bro. She’s not a victim you are just a fucking pussy. You are a worthless piece of shit and can’t even pretend to care about the ones that lost their lives. You should be deported. Fuck you. Fuck your aunt. Get the fuck out of America

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@cmikesspinmove @BreidenFehoko Go dance for Palestine hom0

[Atlanta Braves @Braves]

You had to be here!

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@AngryHanshinFan @PudrowWilson @OnyxOdds Same, never heard that shit

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@KingAries713 @BackupHangman Sorry the mudsh@rk loves nigġeřs… next!

[Atlanta Braves @Braves]

#NeverForget

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@FightStorage He didn’t create this, stupid, dumb idiot, always trying to take credit for other people

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@YodaHaynes @ABC7 You dumb fucking idiot you don’t live out here. You don’t know how dangerous these coyotes are. They are known to attack humans and they eat cats and dogs so I would’ve done the same shit.

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@emilyjuniper_ Somehow the kiķeśnhad a hand too

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@Jadentheman1 @USMNTinEurope Who gives a fuck, let them all dìê

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@Mister_T_Bone Agreed and fuck all those smelly small hat kiķeś too

[Dear Son. @DearS_o_n]

One day, you'll bury your dad, and that's the day you'll realize you lost the only man who genuinely wanted you to do better than him.

Take care of him if he's alive.

[B’s Spin🐝 @BsSpin]

911 - HE WAS THE JANITOR🔑

And on September 11, 2001 the key in his pocket suddenly became one of the most important keys in America.

His name was William Rodriguez.

He had worked at the World Trade Center for roughly 20 years.

That morning, Rodriguez was in the basement of the North Tower when American Airlines Flight 11 struck the building.

Chaos erupted.

A badly burned man appeared.

Rodriguez helped him.

Then he could have gotten out.

He went back … Because Rodriguez had something almost nobody else in that building had:

A MASTER KEY 🔑

It opened the stairwell doors throughout the North Tower.

Firefighters and police were rushing into a building thousands of terrified people were trying to escape.

Rodriguez knew the building.

And he had the key.

So he went UP with the rescuers.

Floor after floor.

Door after door.

Unlock. Open. Keep moving.

People were coming down.

Rodriguez kept going up.

He reportedly made it as high as the 39th floor before firefighters ordered him to turn around.

Think about that.

The building had been struck by a passenger jet.

Smoke was spreading.

People were desperately trying to get OUT.

And the janitor was climbing farther INSIDE.

Rodriguez eventually made it back down and survived.

But approximately 200 people he knew at the World Trade Center did not.

25 years later he still carries the memories of that morning.

And he still has the master key.

We remember the firefighters.

We remember the police officers.

We remember the passengers who fought back.

🔥We should also remember the janitor with the key.

William Rodriguez wasn’t carrying a badge.

He wasn’t carrying a weapon.

He was carrying something much simpler.

A key.

And when America was attacked, he used what he had to help save whoever he could.

Never forget William Rodriguez.

[jacob @jxcxbrxss]

I lost my Dad on 9/11. I don’t get a lot of reach on here. But I just wanted to share a picture. He was 39. I thought he was old. I’m now in my mid 30s and I still feel like a kid.

He was a great trader. He loved markets. He loved to find a stock no one was talking about.

The first trade I ever placed was on his work computer, where he let me click the button to buy AMAT. I loved going to the office with him. It was electric.

He was the best dad. We spent hours out in the street after dinner where he’d throw “pop flys” for me to catch. Eye on the ball.

He loved watching Sponge Bob and eating cereal, wrestling with us in the living room. He just loved being around his kids so much, and we knew it. I’m so grateful I got a dad like that.

Love you, Pops.