Following this article
I was able to create this little fun animation

The principle is quite simple, using variation of the same pictures and then arranging them into a gif file. the result is quite big though (it may take a while to load)
Following this article
I was able to create this little fun animation

The principle is quite simple, using variation of the same pictures and then arranging them into a gif file. the result is quite big though (it may take a while to load)

Enjinight, once a renowned cosplay super famous instagram influencer, now found herself in the midst of a post-apocalyptic dystopia. The world had crumbled, and what was left was a sprawling megacity filled with despair and desperation. But Enjinight, with her unwavering spirit, refused to surrender to the hopelessness.
In this dystopian city, chaos ruled supreme. But Enjinight, with her strategic mind, had a different plan. She decided to create a sanctuary within the decaying buildings – a place where hope could flourish, and the human spirit could be reignited.
With the help of a few survivors she had gathered along the way, Enjinight transformed an abandoned skyscraper into a refuge. They fortified each floor, turning it into a haven for those seeking shelter from the horrors outside. The walls were adorned with murals of better days, serving as a reminder that they could overcome any obstacle.
Enjinight became the beacon of hope in this desolate world. Her unwavering determination spread like wildfire, inspiring others to stand up and fight for a better tomorrow. Together, they took on the challenges of the megacity, battling not only the physical threats but also the darkness that threatened to consume their souls.
With each passing day, Enjinight and her fellow survivors worked towards rebuilding what was lost. They scavenged for resources, created alliances with other factions willing to fight for a brighter future, and even managed to restore a small garden on one of the rooftops.
The megacity – once a symbol of despair – slowly began to change. Enjinight’s resilience and unyielding spirit inspired others to believe that they could overcome the horrors of the apocalypse. People from different walks of life came together, forging a new sense of community and unity.

This is the nostalgia talking
This was almost my first image posted here ; featuring Julie Strain

There is a resemblance

Monica is a captivating and enigmatic. She exudes resilience and strength. Monica is unyielding, tough, and unafraid to face any challenge that comes her way.
Monica’s background is shrouded in mystery, but there is no doubt she has undergone hardships that have molded her into the person she is today. With her piercing gaze and powerful presence, she commands attention and respect from those around her. Whether she is using her sharp wit or physical prowess, she always finds a way to navigate through difficult situations. Monica’s ability to adapt and strategize has earned her a formidable reputation among her peers.
Beneath Monica’s tough exterior, there lies a compassionate heart. She fights for what she believes is right and often finds herself in the middle of dangerous scenarios while protecting those in need. Monica’s loyalty and unwavering dedication to her loved ones are admirable qualities that set her apart.
Monica’s journey is filled with triumphs and setbacks, but she never loses sight of her goals. She is a symbol of resilience and determination, reminding us that even in the face of adversity, one can rise above and embrace their true strength.
While Monica’s path may be treacherous, her unwavering spirit and unbreakable will make her an unforgettable and inspirational character.
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I am not tech-savvy, but lately Instagram is acting strangely. I cannot post pictures.
I keep receiving this message ‘Something went wrong. Please try again.’ once I have uploaded the picture and pressed ‘Next’

I can still use the Instagram app on my phone to post pictures, but why is this happening?
Another thing I have noticed is that sometimes, from the Instagram app, there is a download button that appears on some videos?!
My brother, Liam, told me I could use business.facebook.com as a workaround. However, I still prefer the old way. That last website is giving me headaches.

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In a quaint little town amidst greens and golds,
There lived a woman named Monica, as the story unfolds.
Working hard in the fields, her hands calloused and tough,
But her heart yearned for something more, something enough.
From sunrise to sunset, she toiled in the land,
With grace and perseverance, she’d lend a helping hand.
But when the weekend arrived, her spirit would soar,
As she sang the blues at the local bar’s open door.
Her voice was a melody, a sweet and soulful sound,
Filling the hearts of those who gathered around.
With every note she sang, a story she would tell,
Of love and loss, of joy and pain, within her heart’s deep well.
Monica’s voice carried the weight of the world,
And through her ballads, emotions unfurled.
The bar would fill with rhythm and the tapping of feet,
As her heartfelt blues swept everyone off their seat.
They’d dance and they’d sway, lost in her song,
Feeling every word, as if they belonged.
Monica would sing with passion and might,
Transporting them all to a different world, that night.
In the country she worked, with determination strong,
But her true essence shone when she sang her blues song.
For in that small town, she was a shining star,
A woman named Monica, the blues singer with a guitar.
And so, her weekends became a cherished retreat,
A time to unleash her talents, so bittersweet.
For in those stolen moments of music and rhyme,
Monica found solace, a well-deserved chime.
Though the days were demanding, the nights brought release,
As Monica sang her heart out, offering peace.
A small town woman, with a voice so profound,
Monica’s blues echoed, leaving traces all around.
