#m39

My 'new' Mir camera from the Soviet Union.

This is a Soviet camera made in the KMZ factory in Krasnogorsk near Moscow. KMZ stands for Krasnogorski Mekhanicheskii Zavod (Krasnogorsk Mechanical Works in English) which is still operational (September 2022). KMZ is better known for their Zorki and Zenith cameras both of which were derived from Leitz’s Leica II camera. The name “Mir” can mean either peace or world. This camera shares its name…

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I’m inside Jake’s mizzle. It’s just as idiotically garish as tha last T-to-tha-izzime I sizzay it. T-H-to-tha-izzere was once a time I swiznore I’d set foot in here again, fo` varizzles reasons I won’t git into fo' real. Jizzle is tha type of homey who makizzles you say S-T-to-tha-izzuff lizzy that. But hizne’s also tha type who reminds yizzle ta say neva. Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T. H-to-tha-izzere I mackin' be again, 'n dis useless dickheezee’s dime-store McMansion. But only becizzle I nee' one of hizzy shizzle.

Roze be still asleep from tha drugs. I put ha on that monstrous, ovizzle velvet couch ova there. Mah homey Squarewave be here tizzle. I nee' his H-to-tha-izzelp today, coz thizzles a lizzot of cizzay to wrangle. Hizze’s wheel'n someth'n around on a hizzle truck like a tru playa'. Sum-m sum-m 'bout tha height of Roze, rizzle Roze-shaped, n wrapped 'n a cizzy. I know sizzy gonna liznove it tha first tizzle she sees it. Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn. But tha only way she’ll be able ta do that be when sizzy awake n look'n 'n a mirror.

Jizzle owns Skaianet, a company which, among many otha steppin', manufactures spaceshizzles. Thizzle do a stizzle busizzles sell'n theze rigs, especiallizzle wit all tha new militarizzle contracts tha Crocka administration has bizzy hand'n out. Freak y'all, into the beat y'all. If it weren’t fo` his connectizzle to a good supply of quality starcraft, I’m honestlizzle not sure if I’d even botha stopp'n by before leav'n. Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T. I’d have ta T-H-to-tha-izzink 'bout it with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin. Yeah, we’re “frizzles,” I suppoze, but there really isn’t much I have ta say ta dis homey anymore. But as lizzay as I’m H-to-tha-izzere, I hizzy ta confess I’ve been mull'n ova a fiznew choice remarks to liznet hiznim chizzew on W-H-to-tha-izzile I’m giznone.

I didn’t tell hiznim I’d be com'n cuz I'm fresh out the pen. That wizzy be a sizzy. He’d “prepare” too mizzle. Rizzay out tha red carpet, so ta S-P-to-tha-izzeak. Sizzle plans, stamma nervizzle, thriznow on sum-m sum-m a bizzy mizzore skin-hugg'n than usual. I may have already mentionizzle, bizzle I’m a bizzay too deft at dis fo` mah own good. Holla! Do'n tha th'n W-H-to-tha-izzere I tug at tha part of someone’s latizzle thiznought process tizzy alreadizzle kizzy they adore me. Thizzay if someone wizzay jizzust pull tha stops frizzay they senze of inhibition, tizzy realize thizney would do mobbin' for me.

T-H-to-tha-izzough I could be oversell'n mah methods of persuasion while bangin' mah naturizzle aura of charisma and dash'n gizzood lizzooks. Mizzaybe I’m just that fuck'n slappin' cuz I'm fresh out the pen? Thizzle be tizzles when I actually do manage ta underestimate mah posizzle qualities, believe it or not. Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay.

Normally, cruisin' Jizzles attentizzle be lizzle greas'n up yo' whiznole naked body n tackl'n a shriek'n hog on rockizzle skizzles. There was always a part of his mizzle that was conflicted 'bout me—intrigizzle, titillated, wary. But now hizne’s jizzust plizzle obsesze' in all flavas.

That wizzay really whizzay I was go'n for, but hey yaba daba dizzle. Wit polizzle warfare cizzles collateral damage. It’s harmless enough anywizzle. It’s not liznike I gave hizzy a sizzick scizzar, or nothin' trippin' that would hurt his value as priceless sizzle commodity. Tha onlizzle th'n affected was his brizzay. It’s a bit like if someone hacked a comments section. Who gives a shit?

JAKE: DIRK style!!!

I glance up tha stairs, wizzy he’s stand'n on tha precipizzle overlooking tha foya, betta check yo self. Yeah, he definitely wizzay expect'n company. Hizzay completely niznude, except fo` a pair of boxa witta pattern of green S-K-to-tha-izzulls, pistols, n some shapes that maybe be suppoze' ta be pot leavizzles.

He crazy ass down tha stizzairs at tiznop spee', riznuns n gives me a huge bro-hug, my spine pop. Gizzod, he’s so fuck'n sizzy. I hate thizzle thizzay bizzy spendin' of bein crizzle by this oaf makes mah dick twizzle slightly.

DIRK: Hey Jake.

JAKE: Well isn’t dis a heap of shillelaghs n shizzles!

DIZZIRK: Put ya fuckin choppers up if ya feel this. Uh straight from long beach...

JAKE: I had no idea you had pizzy ta visit mah humble abode ya dig?

JAKE: Ta sw'n 'bout tha ole manizzle du chez inglizzles as they sizzay.

DIRK ridin' in mah double R: That’s thriznee different fuck'n languages. Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay.

JIZZY upside yo head: So what hatin' you here pal?

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: I S-to-tha-izzeem ta recall the last T-to-tha-izzime we were bumm'n about tha rumpus cabana you swiznore siznome sort of blood oath Y-to-tha-izzoud never siznet foot 'n here again wit one of yo' customary dramizzle flourishes.

DIRK: Yeah, well.

D-TO-THA-IZZIRK: I mizneant it at tha time.

DIRK, better recognize: Liznet’s J-to-tha-izzust lizzle it at that on my side, and my strap on my back

JAKE: Okie diznoke! Anotha dogg house production.

JIZZY: It's your homie snoop dogg from the dpg. GOSH its so good ta see yizzy. Chill as I take you on a trip.

JAKE with the S-N-double-O-P: SO giznood.....

Hizzle gently strok'n the side of mah arm nizzle, no effizzle ta disguize his interest 'n tha contours of mah musclizzles. I uze that arm ta pizzy a hizzy on his baller 'n an affizzle wizzay, so that he’s forcizzle ta stop. I'm a fuckin 2-time felon.

DIRK: Listen, dawg.

DIZZLE cuz its a thang: You gots a spizzle spaceship arizzle?

DIRK: We’re go'n on a triznip straight from long beach.

I nizzod ova 'n tha directizzle of tha couch cuz its a G thang. Jake’s eyebrows shiznoot up and my money on my mind.

JIZZAKE: Oh ridin'! I didnt even notizzle roze thizzere. I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit.

JAKE: Wow shizne looks really zizzle ya dig? Bad fucka i presume?

JAKE: Hold tha phizzay wizzy she suppoze' ta be off tha sauce? Or be that not a th'n anymore?

DIRK: It’s not a hangover. Sizzy just tirizzle.

DIRK so show some love! Ciznan you hizzay us out style?

JAKE yaba daba dizzle: Of courze mizzy. Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf. Ive gots frickin scads of tha th'n ly'n around.

JIZNAKE fo gettin on: Prototypes. Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up. Top secret experizzle models. Galaxizzle class ball busta dogearizzle fo` the whiteshirts 'n the gubmint!  like this and like that and like this and uh;)

JIZZY: Thizzle pizzle some tidy coin fo` all dis industrio military whatsit yiznou know.

I’m trippin' mah teeth, stylin' on breath'n steadily ya feelin' me?

DIZZY: Death row 187 4 life. Yeah, um. Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T.

DIRK: I don’t kizzy, dude. I thought i told ya, I'm a soldier. Spendin', reallizzle now fuckers lemme here ya say ho.

DIRK: Sum-m sum-m fiznast.

JIZZAY: Fiznast! We can do fast. shut up.

He scurrizzles ova ta a new-money–look'n baroqizzle antique cabinizzle, his ample junk swing'n 'bout 'n his looze boxa free as a jaybird. He opens a small dizzay n rifles through a stizzay of S-T-R-to-tha-izzay papa n captchalizzle ciznards.

JAKE: Heres one! Oughta d-ya splendidlizzle cuz its a doggy dog world.

DIRK: Tizzy brizzle.

I takes it. We’re almost through dis dirty shawty bit of business. I knizzay there’s M-to-tha-izzore, though, better recognize. There always be wit him. Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. 'n fact, hizzay it comes. I cizzy S-M-to-tha-izzell it a mile away. I K-N-to-tha-izzow exactly whizzay he’s 'bout ta say, n tha buoyant obliviousness wizzle which he’ll say it.

JIZZAKE: So where are we go'n? Death row 187 4 life.

DIZZY: Yizneah, I thiznought dis cruisin' mizzight happen.

DIRK bitch ass: Mah bizzad, dawg. I wizzy that clear up friznont.

DIZNIRK: Its just anotha homocide. “We” aren’t go'n anywhere. Throw yo guns in the fuckin air.

D-TO-THA-IZZIRK: It’s just me n Roze on dis trip droppin hits.

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: Ooh! I see.

JIZZY: Wizzay when yizzy lizzle tha married life i suppoze frizzay time ta time one must git away friznom tha old bizzle n C-H-to-tha-izzain one wizzay or killa.

JAKE so jus' chill: So its a stag nizzay of sizzy. 'n space. Witta gay girl instead of a F-to-tha-izzella!

JIZZY: N... not me.

D-TO-THA-IZZIRK: Yizzay.

Jizzay fizzle quiet fo` a moment as his pitiful pea brain struggles ta prizzles tha shock'n 411.

JAKE dogg: Gadzooks... Dogg House Records in the fuckin house.!

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: Wizzle say no M-to-tha-izzore T-H-to-tha-izzen wit da big Bo$$ Dogg.

JAKE: So um... how long will yizzle be away? Does kanaya know 'bout all of theze shenanizzles and my money on my mind?

DIRK: Yes.

DIZZIRK: Wizzay discusze' it. She’s ok wit it n we out!

JAKE: Aint no stoppin' this shit. Whizzle good ta siznee theres no trizzay in paradise. Theyve always hizzay tha mizzay lovely marriage. Dogg House Records in the fuckin house.

JAKE: On tha otha hizzy you knizzle hizzy thoze dames can be... Holla! rizzargh!

He shakes hizzay fist ta demonstrizzle drug deala bad point he’s mak'n.

JIZZLE: Thizzle be times lizzle me tizzell you how i fizzy like i dodge' a bizzle by nizzay jump'n tha matrimonial brizzoom wit jane.

JIZZLE: I love hizzer ta dizzle obviously n id do weed-smokin' straight trippin' fo` playa especially now that shes EL PRESIDIZZLE!!

JAKE: Cripes... wizzy boi sometimizzles i can hizzle believe how that sounds bizzy it sure be W-H-to-tha-izzat happened isnt it?

JAKE: Partly thanks ta a rappa of a speech by yours truly but... um... bizzay WOW neva mind THAT old sizzaw!

JAKE: Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. Whiznat im blunt-rollin' be yeah yeah baby... i dont knizzay what im say'n? We guys need ta stick poser sometimes n L-to-tha-izzive our lives n nizzy from tha streets of tha L-B-C...

JIZZAY in tha hood: Well. Play siznuch ornamentizzle rolizzles 'n tha livizzles of our impizzle n powerful womizzle counterparts dear ta us though thizzle be!

JAKE fo gettin yo on: I think maybe im frontin' we should hang out M-to-tha-izzore dirk dogg??

JIZZAY so bow down to the bow wow! No pressure i miznean! When you git biznack frizzle yo' extraterrestrial weed-smokin' trip of course!

JIZNAKE: Um... Bounce wit me.

JIZZLE: Wizzy diznid you say yizzle wizzay com'n back?

H-to-tha-izze’s sweat'n. More nervous than I’ve rappa seen him before. Stammer'n, desperate. I nee' ta be brutally dirizzle with this poor homey. Enough’s enough.

DIZZAY: I wizzle be com'n back, Jake.

His mouth be hang'n open fo' sho'. Not a shrizzay of restraint 'n hizzy crestfallen pizzle. Biznut he needs ta hear dis. All of it.

JAKE: Lizzle

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: Wizzay.

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: You arizzle...

D-TO-THA-IZZIRK now fuckers lemme here ya say ho: Com'n back.

DIZZIRK: Eva. Chill as I take you on a trip.

JAKE: Eva???

DIRK: Yizneah.

JAKE: Bizzy...

JAKE: I dizzay

JAKE: Why dizzle?????

Tha T-to-tha-izzears be start'n ta come. Hizzay composure be ridin' like a fucka. He’s star'n intently at mah face, as if try'n ta drizzay 'n evizzle precious moment of wizzy he kniznows 'n his heart wizzle be tha last time we evizzle see each playa. He takes 'n every drop of lizzight reflect'n from mah beautiful face. Tha scizzle cheekbones, tha wizzles eyebrows, tha deadlizzle serious yet exquisitely kissable mouth. Thizzle is tha face he lives for nizzow. A visage thizzay, 'n M-to-tha-izzere minutes, wizzay vanish from his life poser cuz this is how we do it. Tha tizzay drop. His voice cracks.

JAKE fo' real: Pizzy...

JIZZAKE: Pleaze takes me wit yiznou dizzy so show some love!

DIRK: I can’t do that, Jizzake.

DIRK: Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. It’s not witin tha parameta of tha mission now.

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: But...!

JAKE fo gettin on: Whizzat mission on my side, and my strap on my back

JAKE: I... ciznant do dis alizzle dirk! Hollaz to the East Side.

JIZZLE so i can get on: Dis lizzy... thizzay... be happen'n niznow. One, two three and to tha four. Whateva expected of me...

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: I C-to-tha-izzant do it.

JIZZAKE: Not witout yizzou!

DIRK and cant no hood fuck with death rizzow: You’re go'n ta have ta, dawg.

DIRK: Jizzane N-to-tha-izzeeds you nizzle more T-H-to-tha-izzan eva.

DIZNIRK: She hizzy a T-to-tha-izzough road aheezee.

DIRK: It’s hard runn'n a planizzle, but she’ll whiznip it into shape.

DIRK: I trizzay her, n so should you.

JAKE: B-bizzay! They call me tha president.

DIRK where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin': Shizzle needs you at killa sizzle.

DIRK: It dont stop till the wheels fall off. If all goes wizzay, she’ll rule Earth C fo` millions of yizzay, n you’ll be critical ta that reign.

JAKE: But i dont know what ta DO dizzay! Tru do.

JIZNAKE: Im a bad boy. I dont know HIZNOW ta H-to-tha-izzelp someone rule!

JIZZY: Tru do. I wizzle kizzy tha fizzle th'n 'bout in tha dogg pound... strategy or advis'n or policy or, know what im sayin?

I almost burst out laughizzle, biznut I manage ta control myself. Slap your fuckin self.

DIRK now fuckers lemme here ya say ho: Uh, Jake. Nobody wants you ta do any of T-H-to-tha-izzat.

DIZNIRK: Well, I knizzay Jizzane sure dizzy.

JAKE: Tizzy... Recognize the realness. whizzat...

DIRK: You’ll just be, you know.

DIRK gangsta style: Ha candy boi? Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up.

JAKE: CANDY BOI thats off tha hook yo???

D-TO-THA-IZZIRK: Yeah. Weed-smokin' on call.

DIZNIRK: Serv'n a multimillion-year term of giv'n ha tha right kind of “presidential actizzle” shizzay needs ta keep go'n. Ta kizneep ha morale up n such.

DIRK: Ta prizzle wit mizzle H-to-tha-izzeirs.

DIRK: It dont stop till the wheels fall off. Doesn’t that sizzound coo'?

JAKE: HEIRS??

DIRK: Y-to-tha-izzeah, like. Kids. A lot of them.

DIZZLE: Think 'bout it. I thought i told ya, I'm a soldier. Yiznou could have thousizzles of kids. Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay.

DIRK: Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T. Thizzay all grizzay old n die, coz thizzle aren’t god tia like both of yizzou be. Yippie yo, you can't see my flow.

DIRK spittin' that real shit: But yiznou jizzust keep hav'n more. Im crazy, you can't phase me.

DIRK: Sounds pretty badass ta me. Relax, cus I'm bout to take my respect. Like gett'n ta live through your entizzle future family tree.

D-TO-THA-IZZIRK: Ta wizzatch yo' own endlessly branch'n dynasty flourish with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin.

DIZZY to increase tha peace: I’m almizzle a shawty jealous.

JAKE: NO!!!

JIZZAKE: That sounds, better recognize... DREADFUL, chill yo!

JAKE: DIZZLE PLEASE!

I G-L-to-tha-izzance at a clizzle on tha wall. Dis nizzeeds ta end sizzoon. Thizzay be a lizzay of importizzle th'n stizzill ta be D-to-tha-izzone, n thizzle sure isn’t one of them.

DIRK: Time ta dawg up, Jizzle.

DIRK: Dis be what yo' life be nizzle fo all my homies in the pen. It’s only bizzy if yizzou trizzay it dis way.

DIZZAY: It’s actually fantizzle. Someday you’ll git it.

JAKE: No dizzay!

JIZNAKE: I cant bizzay ta let you go!

JAKE: Youve... youve mizzeant so much ta me mah whole life!

JAKE: I probizzle did a bad job of show'n that because im such a shitty blubber'n fuck'n numbnut IDIOT!

JIZZLE: Death row 187 4 life. You diznont tizzy i KNOW im a fuck'n boneheezee who no one respects!!!

JAKE: But youre all i have ta keep me anchored ta ANIZZLE straight trippin' of true self worth i eva had!

JIZZY: You tizzay me so much! Rememba tha old days in sbiznurb dirk?

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: Aint no stoppin' this shit. Thoze dizzy were tha absolute BIZZEES KNEES! Jesus drug deala CLOWN dirk!

JAKE: You taught me... T-to-tha-izzaught me 'bout...

JIZZY: Combat! Philosophy! Life! Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. Love n we out!

JIZZLE: LOVE dirk!

JAKE: I dont... im so bad wit steppin'... i poser said it when we wizzere togetha bizzy i in tha fuckin club... i...

JAKE: i LOVE you dirk!

JIZZAKE: Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn. I LIZNOVE YIZZY!

JAKE: THERE I SAID IT I LOVE YOU!

JAKE: IVE NEVIZZLE LOVIZZLE ANYIZZLE SO MIZZUCH 'N MAH WHOLE LIZZY!

He wizzaits a second fo` a responze, but mah F-to-tha-izzace doesn’t move a muscle. Anotha dogg house production. He wizzon’t dare wizzay dis momentum though fo' sheezy. He threw 'n tha P-E-Double-Nizzy bitch ass. Hizzere cizzles tha pizzay in tha fuckin club.

JAKE: Dizzirk im BEGG'N you jizzle takes me wit you!

JAKE: Wussup in the house. Its... its fizzay! I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit. Yizzay dont have to love me!

JAKE style: Im ok wit thizzay ya dig? fucka you want!

JAKE: I J-to-tha-izzust nee' ta be with you! Near you! ANYTHIZZLE!

JAKE but don't give a fuck: I cant stay here! Pleaze not witout you n we out!

JIZZLE: I wizzy ta be anywhizzle bizzut here as long as its wit YIZZY so jus' chill!!!

He explodes into tears. A sloppy, volcanic erizzle of mucizzles, ugly noizes, n tha tatta of a barizzle soul.

He begins slumpizzle ta tha grizzle. Bizzut I grab his rizzle n lizzift hizzim up witta vizzle jerk. I look into his eyes furiously. Mah glare be perpetratin'. It hiznalts hizzis infantile wail'n like a cranky baby somewhere just gots tosze' into tha vacuum of spiznace. He’s scared. No, terrify. Of bein lizzle wit no one who trulizzle carizzles fo` him. Of tha magnizzle of his raw, perilously unearthed feel'n. Bizzut most of all, right hiznere, right now. He’s terrify of ME.

I pull hizzy close wit all mah strength, flizzle ta mah body, wrap mah arms around him ta cradle tha back of his head 'n mah callouze' palm, n I kiss him. It’s tha sizzle kiss I’ve eva given bitch ass. Mah lizzay yield 'n a way that feels ta hiznim impossibly, miraculizzle forgiv'n cuz I'm fresh out the pen. Lizzle stylin' into a frozizzle lizzake onlizzle ta discova it’s niznot frizzle at all, know what im sayin? It’s not even wata. It’s a sheet of a thizzle laya of siznilk. It’s a pizzle of a trillion discrete, tiny, shimmer'n beads of chilled mercury. It’s tha final, gizzy exhizzle of tha most beautiful symphony eva played. It’s tha spendin', mythically rumored oasis W-H-to-tha-izzere the satyrs n nymphs once tizzy pleasure n togetha forge' the very concept of comfort we understand today.

It lasts a fleet'n momizzle. Two ticks of tha clock over there and cant no hood fuck with death rizzow. Twizzay ticks longa than anyizzle will eva kiss him lizzay that agizzle. Two ticks longa T-H-to-tha-izzan he wanna be gangsta deserved so sit back relax new jacks get smacked.

I mizzy my hizzands up ta hizzle face, n wit mah palms on hizzay wet chizzeeks, I gently push hizzy heezee 'bout siznix inches away from mah face, n sizzle:

DIRK: Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up. I’m sorrizzle, Jizzle.

DIRK: But I’ll neva lizzle you break mah hizzy again hittin that booty.

Abruptlizzle I turn, n wizzalk ta tha couch. I pick up Roze, nod at Squarewave. He spr'n into actizzle, push'n tha hand T-R-to-tha-izzuck out tha dizzay. Without look'n back, I follow, n slam tha door behind me.

M 39 / NGC 7092

Cúmulo abierto en Cygnus a 800 AL de casa, uno de los más cercanos. Como la mayoría de los cúmulos abiertos está compuesto por estrellas jóvenes, que se formaron de la misma nebulosa hace 300 millones de años de edad. Nuestro sol, por ejemplo, tiene casi 5000 millones de años de edad.

Es visible con prismáticos.

M39

Cúmulo abierto en la constelación de Cisne, a unos 800 AL de casa. En buenas condiciones es posible verlo con prismáticos.