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(88 People Likes) than putting a sexy outfit on your doll,

, you don’t have to do this with your doll (unless you want to), but applying simple water-soluble makeup can really improve th king mansion love doll life like appearance of your doll.

Hair is another aspect that should be well maintained. It is important to keep your doll’s hair clea

(90 People Likes) If all prices increased by 10% and wages increased by 10%, will we feel the difference in standards of living?

ortionately at exactly the same time, you wouldn’t notice a change in your standard of living. But:
What about your neighbor, did he go up by 10% too?
What about your debts?
What about your assets?
What about our production levels for exports?
Would imports now be cheaper?
What about your expectations for future inflation?
(Although 10% would be WAY too high, think 1% area)
It’s unevenly distributes geographically and demographically.
Within the US economy, wage inflation tends to be higher at the higher income brackets and lower for the working class.
So, 10% inflation actually means the top brackets gain and the bottom brackets lose. Further, people who derive their income from rents on their capital (simplest way to think about this is a homeowner who rents his / her home) tend to have income that reacts faster than people who derive their income from labor.
We’re seeing this happen in CA. The folks on the coasts who rent their homes are having a hard time having their wages keep up with their rents. As a result, we’re seeing some income gentrification as it relates to proximity to the ocean.
In short, the problem with inflation is it’s uneven across the economy and creates distortions. As a result the higher it is, the greater the distortion.

(53 People Likes) What is the most tasteless thing you have seen people on vacation do?

at involved 6 different flights over the course of 3 days. Now, it’s surreal enough (to me) seeing people glued to their cellphones and appearing to be completely unaware of what is happening around them, but in an airport waiting lounge, I can understand it. However, this happened on my 6th and final flight back into my new hometown, and happened when I had been up and flying for around 24 hours. The plane was one of those little commuter jobs with 2 seats on either side of the aisle. I should have paid a bit more for a window seat as I still enjoy watching the take-offs and landings and I especially wanted to see the scenery of my pretty little town as we landed, never having flown in here before. The window seat next to me was occupied by a young woman — maybe e Love Doll rly twenties — who was completely wrapped up in her cellphone and didn’t even so much as glance at me when I sat down. More annoying was the fact that she had the window shade pulled shut so here we are in this already cramped tin can, and now I don’t even have a window to look out of. So she continues playing with her phone and I hoped that at least she would open the shade during our take-off, but no such luck; in fact, the way she behaved I wasn’t even that sure she knew she was on a plane in the first place. She did the phone thing until we were off the ground, at which point she finally put it down and promptly fell asleep. Fortunately it was only a 40-minute flight, but as we started approaching my little hometown, I started getting completely annoyed; not only is she taking up a window seat with a complete absence of appreciation for some very lovely scenery, now she is sleeping through the whole thing and apparently has no plan to open the shade at all; finally when I saw her eyes open I asked her to open it, but as luck would have it, we were just as that point in a position where the sun was somewhat annoying so I said she could close it again, which she did. She never really did even acknowledge my presence this whole time. Some minutes later we starting descending and I could see through the opposite window that the scenery was getting quite spectacular; the two rivers, many bridges, marinas, lovely green fields everywhere, and our pretty little town with church spire and stately old buildings; in short, one of the most beautiful landing locations I had ever seen. By some luck, she actually opened the shade again but immediately went back to her phone obsession. I tried my best to see what I could, which wasn’t easy considering her head, complete with massive hairdo, was bent over the phone. By now I was making it very obvious that I wanted to enjoy the scenery but not once did she even make an effort to keep her head from blocking the entire window; worse yet, she did glance out once or twice, but one would have thought she was looking at a garbage dump, she was that quick to look back down at her phone. I don’t know if it was just a factor of her young age; I’m not even sure what annoyed me more: The fact that she treated me like some sort of invisible insect, the fact that the window seat was completely wasted on her, or the fact that she seemed to be one of those people who have no appreciation for an interesting and potentially beautiful experience as well as preventing others around them from enjoying it. In situations like this, I’ve always been able to resist the urge to respond in some completely bizarre but totally satisfying way, such as grabbing that damn cellphone and just stomping the bejeebers out of it, but I’m not in my early twenties like thi