A cul-de-sac /ˈkʌldəsæk/, dead end (British, Canadian, American, South African English, and Australian English), closed, no through road, a close (British, Canadian, and Australian English), no exit (New Zealand English) or court (American, Australian English) is a street with only one inlet/outlet. While historically built for other reasons, one of its modern uses is to calm vehicle traffic.
Culs-de-sac have appeared in plans of towns and cities before the automotive 20th century, particularly in Arab and Moorish towns. The earliest example of cul-de-sac streets was unearthed in the El-Lahun workers village in Egypt, which was built circa 1885 BC. The village is laid out with straight streets that intersect at right angles; akin to a grid, but irregular. The western part of the excavated village, where the workers lived, shows fifteen narrow and short dead-end streets laid out perpendicularly on either side of a wider, straight street; all terminate at the enclosing walls.
Dead End is a 2003 French horror film directed by Jean-Baptiste Andrea and Fabrice Canepa. Although Dead End only had a budget of $900,000 it made a total of $77 million from DVD sales.
On his way to Christmas dinner at his mother-in-law's, Frank Harrington (Ray Wise), driving on an unknown road with his family, falls asleep and almost crashes into another car going in the other direction. Miraculously nobody is hurt and the other car is nowhere to be seen. Back on the road, Frank sees a woman in white (Amber Smith) with a baby in the surrounding woods. He drives back and finds no one there. However, while he is looking, the Woman in White appears at his window. He asks her if she is fine as it is apparent that she is in shock and wounded on her forehead. He asks Brad (Billy Asher) to check if he can use his mobile phone to call 911 but there is no signal on the network. Frank invites the woman to have a ride in their car because on the way they spotted a cabin not far away. Marion (Alexandra Holden) decides to give her seat to the woman and walk to the cabin as she is suffering from traveling sickness.
Dead End is a stage play written by playwright Sidney Kingsley. The play premiered on Broadway in October 1935 and ran for two years. It is notable for being the first project to feature the Dead End Kids, who would go on to star in several Hollywood films and later branched out into the Little Tough Guys, the East Side Kids and the Bowery Boys series.
Dead End concerns a group of adolescent children growing up on the streets of New York City during the Great Depression. Bonnie Stephanoff, author of a book on homelessness during the Depression, wrote that it "graphically depicted the lives and longings of a group of boys who swam in a polluted river, cooked food over outdoor fires, smoked cigarettes, gambled, swore, fought, carried weapons and became entangled in [crime] on Manhattan's Lower East Side.
Gimpty is a would-be architect who struggles with unemployment. Having being a gang member in his youth, he managed to turn his life around, finish high school and go on to college. He dreams of rebuilding the neighbourhood with clean housing units, but poverty and hardships have forced him to search for work wherever possible. Drina is a working-class girl who has been struggling to keep her younger brother Tommy off the streets since their parents died.
A sports rivalry is intense competition between athletic teams or athletes. This pressure of competition is felt by players, coaches, and management, but is perhaps felt strongest by the fans. The intensity of the rivalry varies from a friendly competition on one end to serious violence on the other that, in one case (the Football War), was suggested to have led to military conflicts. Owners typically encourage rivalries as they tend to improve game attendance and television ratings for rivalry matches, but a rivalry that gets out of control can lead to fighting, hooliganism, rioting and some, with career-ending or even fatal consequences. Often the topic of sports rivalries is as heated and controversial as politics and religion.
The Derby is an IBA Official Cocktail composed of gin, peach bitters and mint leaves.
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Derby is a city in Sedgwick County, Kansas, United States and the largest suburb of Wichita. As of the 2010 census, the city population was 22,158.
For many millennia, the Great Plains of North America was inhabited by nomadic Native Americans. From the 16th century to 18th century, the Kingdom of France claimed ownership of large parts of North America. In 1762, after the French and Indian War, France secretly ceded New France to Spain, per the Treaty of Fontainebleau.
In 1802, Spain returned most of the land to France. In 1803, most of the land for modern day Kansas was acquired by the United States from France as part of the 828,000 square mile Louisiana Purchase for 2.83 cents per acre.
In 1854, the Kansas Territory was organized, then in 1861 Kansas became the 34th U.S. state. In 1867, Sedgwick County was established within the Kansas Territory, which included the land for modern day Derby.
In 1870, settlers John Haufbauer and J.H. Minich built the first houses, smithies, and general stores on the site that would become Derby. In 1871, the community was named El Paso, after El Paso, Illinois, and was laid out and platted. In 1880, the Atchison, Topeka and Santa Fe Railway changed the name of its rail station to Derby, after railroad official C. F. Derby, to avoid confusion with El Paso, Texas.
We shared the same name
We played the same game
This game called existence
But you were just a bit too intense
You looked at life with a paranoid stare
Trapped in your personal nightmare
You thought you were caught in a dead end
With both legs stuck in a quicksand
[Chorus:]
There was a hole inside of you
But you wouldn't admit it was true
Filling the void with booze and dope
Around your throat, you tightened the rope
You had already lost touch
You were far away and out of reach
I felt guilty, but can one help
A lonely man who strangles himself?
Life can be fucking cruel
It always changes its own rules
You stopped to play like a fool
With a twelve gauges in the mouth
You pulled the trigger and that's all
Brains splattered on the white wall
You left a letter on the bedside table
Wherein you wrote your last sick fable
I'll always remember this cemetery
And the end of your funeral ceremony
The sun was too bright, splashing its light
But deep inside my heart it was dark as night
I saw this little box full of ashes
And wondered: "Is it all that remains of your past?"
No, you're not condemned to the void
My memories can never be destroyed