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black out roller blinds
    roller blinds
  • Specially stiffened fabric blind which simply rolls onto a tube when operated. Very popular and economical window treatment
    black out
  • darken completely; "The dining room blackened out"
  • A failure of electrical power supply
  • obliterate or extinguish; "Some life-forms were obliterated by the radiation, others survived"
  • A period when all lights must be turned out or covered to prevent them being seen by the enemy during an air raid
  • Dark curtains put up in windows to cover lights during an air raid
  • suppress by censorship as for political reasons; "parts of the newspaper article were blacked out"
black out roller blinds - Pure White
Pure White Blackout Window Roller Shades, 35 x 60, Free Shipping
Pure White Blackout Window Roller Shades, 35 x 60, Free Shipping
Product Description Our beautiful fabric roller shades join function and fashion. Each shade comes standard with a continuous cord loop to make opening and closing simpler, and adds an elegant touch. Keep the harsh rays of the sun outside and enjoy a restful night sleep with our blackout shades, or the privacy offered by our non-blackout roller shades. Moreover, save a few dollars on your summer cooling bills by keeping the warming sunlight outside. Roller Shades can be mounted on either the inside or outside of your window; however, we highly recommend ordering outside mounts since the fabric is generally about 1 3/8" less wide than the width of the mounting. - For an outside mount we recommend ordering a size that is 3" to 5" larger in width than your window opening to minimize light gaps. - For an inside mount, you must order an exact size. For instance, order a 36" shade only of the window opening at the top of your window is 36". In addition, since the width of the fabric is about 1 3/8" less than the window, please be aware that the fabric will come approximately 34 5/8" (from a 36" purchase) creating a potential light gap.

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Walter 2 of 2. The grocery store was painted a pale Easter blue all over and hosted a faded red sign facing the street with straight Chinese characters. The words, "Wing Wa", was connected laid on the tops of the characters. Wen drove around and found a parking spot at the front of the store. Wen slammed the door when he got out and balled his hands into fists. He felt his palms become warm again, like at the stop sign before, so he released his clinching and stretched his fingers out. Clinch, open. Clinch open. He approached the security guard standing in front of the shopping carts. He wore his cap low and stood with his hands stuffed inside his jacket pocket. He was tall and skinny. “I got a call from security just a few minutes ago. My son was caught shoplifting.” Wen said this while looking straight into the man's face. “Go inside and take a right through the vegetable section. It's through the door that says Employees's Only. There's a room that says Security at the end of the hallway.” The guard smiled but Wen did not catch it. Wen walked quickly, with large strides, and when the butchers looked at him from behind their band saws, he wanted to return their eyes and ask them what the fuck they were looking at. Instead, he stared straight ahead. The security room was small. No bigger than Walter's bedroom. Walter was sitting on a wooden bench that was drilled against the wall. A short and round man sat in front of a desk and staring into a clipboard. Wen could see he had a large mustache. The bottom button of his tucked-in shirt was stretched outward. He was twirling a blue plastic ball point pen between his fingers. Wen assumed this was the person he had talked to on the phone. “Please have a seat,” Nolan Alvarez said. There were no chairs except for the wooden bench. “That's alright,” Wen said. He looked at Walter who had immediately stared down into his feet when Wen entered the room. Walter's eyes were swollen and red. “We had him fill out some paperwork before you came. Just basic information.” Alvarez handed Win the clipboard: Name, Address, Phone Number, Date of Birth.... “Normally, we'd call the police. It's store policy to prosecute to the fullest extent of the life. But since he's not 18, I wanted to speak to his parents first.” “Thank you. I appreciate it. What did he try to steal?” Nolan pulled a drawer open and took out a box of chocolate Pocky sticks and set it on the desk. Wen's chest and throat felt full when he saw it. "Can I see the video?" "It's not possible since we keep the cameras going. If you want to, you'd have to come back after closing.” Alvarez continued twirling the blue pen. There were eight small TVs arranged in a two rows, four stacked on top of each other, behind his head. People walked up and down the aisles in flickering grainy black and white. “I understand.” “I saw him take it myself, he even caught me watching him at first but I guess he wasn't scared. At first.” Alvarez put the down, then picked it back up and began twirling it again. “He seems to feel bad about it and was very cooperative as you can see.” Alvarez looked at Walter sitting slumped against the wall. He was not swinging his legs as he always did when he sat for too long. He had been crying. Wen looked at Walter again without saying anything. “Can I talk to you outside for a minute?” “Sure.” Alvarez put both his hands on the chair's armrests and lifted himself up. He followed Wen out into the hallway but did not close the door; a crack was left open. “Walter's a good kid. He's thirteen but what happens next will have a very big impact on him for the rest of his life. If you do decide to call the police, I know it's store policy and I don't want to make any excuses for him, but it really is. It's very important.” Alvarez crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. Wen told him. Wen put his hand on his son's shoulder when they stepped back into the office. He squeezed it hard and Walter finally looked up at him. “We'll talk later,” Wen said. “You'll have to sign these papers,” Alvarez said. He pulled two sheets out of the drawer, turned them around, and set the blue pen on top of them. “He won't be allowed to come in here for a year. If we seen him in here by himself, we won't have a choice. This time.” Wen gave Walter the papers and made him sign. Then Wen signed underneath him. He kept his hand on Walter's shoulder as they walked out of the store. The butchers looked up from behind their counter again but Wen ignored them. They talked in the car. It was a very long talk and Wen drove slow. Jill was watching TV on the sofa when they came home. The frozen slab of lasagna was still frozen on the kitchen counter. When she saw Walter come through the door, she cried inconsolably and screamed at Walter. “Again! WHY?” She bolted off the sofa. Wen stopped between them and held Jill's arms with his hands. She slumped against against him and balled
Day 306: Eight years on
Day 306: Eight years on
I was brought up going to church. I was actually forced to go to church. Mother was brought up going to church too, and knew that bringing up the children at a church was a good thing to do. So when we were kids we were forced to go. All my sisters before more, were all accepted into a Church High School. But come the time when I was at the right age to apply for the Church High School, the dean had changed, and they claimed to not know our family. I was immediately rejected from that school. My mother went to GREAT lengths to re-apply and then appeal to the board of councilors. I mean, all four of my older sisters went to that school. How could the fifth daughter not?! I still got rejected. I remember hating church even more. I remember on the last day of Primary school, getting upset, because I had to go to a local rough school when all my childhood friends were all staying together and going to that Church high school. I remember thinking "If there was a God, I wouldn't have to go to this rough school. If there was a God, I would be with all my childhood friends. If there was a God, I don't think he loves me enough..." And I went to that local rough school pretty angry with God. Well, or, with what I thought was God. It was either true, or not. I didn't know. But I wasn't too happy. This was in 1997. Come 1998 I had gone through a few groups of friends (trying to fit in was hard), I had experienced depression due to heartbreak, I started hanging out with friends-who-only-wore-black: yup, goths. I too started to act and dress goth-like. In my mind, I loved the thought of going against a God-that-does-not-love-me (if there was a God). I loved the fact that my friends and I claimed to worship the devil. We'd watch Buffy the Vampire slayer. We'd think we were "witches". We were so superstitious. We even went as far as trying to hypnotize each other. Spells? Not quite though. But nearly. But there was one time when things were going too far. One girl in the group was saying how she and H had burnt a bible before. And right away, I knew that was the worst thing EVER. My heart kinda broke hearing about that. But somewhere down the line, I was starting to get a little upset. They burnt a bible? How could they?! I slowly forgot about this. And yet still things were still getting out of control. The girls were also depressives, and would resort to solvent abuse. This also scared me a little, at the age of only 13. And then one time, the girls decided to spend a weekend over a friend's house. I really really wanted to go too. But for some miraculous crazy reason, my mum was strongly against me going. I didn't even explain what the girls would be up to. She just didn't let me. She was having none of it. But truth is, I knew what the girls would be up to. Yep. And I wanted to go and see for it myself. They were due to go down to the basement and play with ouija boards. Like I said, for some strange miracle, I wasn't allowed (later do I know, it was God's power and mercy, He knew I might get scarred for life...) Then before I knew it, Summer of 1999, things started to get more and more wrong. I was getting more and more depressed. Someone I was infatuated and obsessed over, some guy I had the hugest crush on, had left to go home to Korea. I was pretty devastated. [Although we never spoke, but eye contact was always made!! haha... oh the crushes...] And depression got worse. Things started getting a lot more downhill. Things between friends and I went sour. And before we knew it, they suddenly ganged up on me (though they say today, it was unintentional, that I was annoying...) and I fell out with them. There was still two weeks left of the school year. I was pretty much a loner. And with no real friends around. Then a life changing experience. I changed schools. A school that was on the other side of town. It meant I had to get two bus journeys to school, and the journeys would usually take about one hour. It was a good school. Well known for its good education. And for some miracle, they accepted me. I started a fresh at a new school in the autumn/fall of 1999. I tried so hard to find my own group of friends, my own clique. It was so so hard. Every day I'd try to tag along with the new friend[s] I found. Then every day turned to every week. It was so hard. Everyone in year 9 had their own little group, own little crowd. And worse was, I didn't exactly live locally. So it wasn't like I could spend more time with these "new" friends outside of school, go over their place etc. I spent a lot of my time travelling to school, and going back home afterwards. Now that was my school life. But on Sundays, from when I was like age 9 or so, my mother made us go to a Chinese school. With Chinese school lessons lasting an hour, the hour after that was Bible school. Which was fair enough. I was used to all these bible stories. I thought nothing of it, just t

black out roller blinds
black out roller blinds
Roller Shades Solar Screen 7% Openness Bamboo / Wheat SBQ46
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