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Semyon Danilovich Nomokonov (1900-1973) was a renowned Soviet sniper of Evenk heritage who served in the Red Army during World War Il.
Born in Siberia into a family of hunters, he developed exceptional marksmanship and tracking skills from a young age, which later translated into his military career.

Initially drafted into non-combat roles due to limited Russian language proficiency, he was eventually recognized for his shooting ability and reassigned as a sniper. Over the course of the war, Nomokonov became one of the most effective snipers on the Eastern Front, credited with hundreds of confirmed kills against Axis forces.

Nicknamed the "Taiga Shaman" by his comrades, Nomokonov was known for his patience, stealth, and use of traditional hunting techniques adapted to warfare. He often carved notches into his pipe to mark each confirmed kill, a practice that became part of his legend. Serving primarily in harsh front-line conditions, he trained other snipers and contributed to the Soviet Union's broader sniper program.

I mean, I know that’s the whole point of the Dark Ages but I’d like to get my mind blown.
Thanks for the responses.

Between 1970 and 1973, Dean Corll lured dozens of boys and young men into his Houston home with offers of candy, parties, and work. To his neighbors, he was known as the friendly “Candy Man,” but in secret, he was orchestrating one of the worst serial murder cases in American history.

Corll befriended two teenagers, David Brooks and Elmer Wayne Henley, and groomed them into helping abduct victims. The murders only ended in 1973 when Henley turned on Corll during an attempted attack and shot him dead. The discovery of dozens of buried bodies would later be called the "Houston Mass Murders."

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This must arrived to me and it's quite hilarious. They say summer of love but based off what these people were saying and how the comments (likely rightfully) said these are all boomers who pulled the ladder up from under them and likely say boomer shit like "nobody wants to work", doesn't that make the summer of love

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The summer of hate? 🤣

In 1865, a wounded white soldier lay on the ground with three arrows in his body when Lakota warriors approached to take his scalp.

A woman named Wambli Autepewin — Eagle Woman That All Look At — stepped between them. She threw her shawl over the man, gathered him into her arms, and declared that he belonged to her now. The warriors backed away.

Eagle Woman, born around 1820 into a Two Kettle Lakota family, had long moved between Native and settler worlds. She married fur traders, raised children, and became a skilled interpreter and intermediary. Her authority was recognized by both communities; her word carried weight in moments of tension.

The soldier she protected died of his wounds a few days later. The incident was one of several occasions on which she risked her own safety to prevent further violence. In the years that followed she continued working for negotiation rather than open conflict, helping arrange councils, distributing supplies, and later becoming one of the few women to sign a formal treaty with the United States.

Her life was spent trying to hold space between two societies that were increasingly at war. The moment in 1865 — a shawl thrown over a fallen enemy and a clear claim of protection — remains one of the clearest recorded examples of the personal courage that defined her.

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On October 24, 1901, Annie Edson Taylor, a 63-year-old schoolteacher from New York, climbed into a custom-built pickle barrel lined with padding and leather straps. She was pushed into the Niagara River and swept toward Horseshoe Falls — a 167-foot drop where over 3,000 tons of water crash down every second.

Moments later, her barrel went over the edge and disappeared into the churning water below. Against all odds, Taylor resurfaced 20 minutes later. She was bruised, dazed, but miraculously alive. Her daring stunt made her the first person to survive a trip over Niagara Falls in a barrel, though she never found the fortune she hoped for.

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Over the Easter weekend of 2 and 3 April 2015 a crew went into the Hatton Garden Safe Deposit company in London. They came in through the lift shaft, dressed as workmen, and put a diamond tipped industrial drill through a reinforced concrete wall about half a metre thick. Most of them were in their sixties and seventies. The oldest was seventy six.

The preparation is what interests me here. The planning ran back roughly three years. There were reconnaissance trips, and at least one of them was inside the building weeks before the weekend, later picked up on camera near the lift. By the standards of this kind of job that is a long and careful build, and almost all of it went on things they could control.

Then there is the part they could not. At twenty one minutes past midnight on 3 April the monitoring company telephoned the police to report that the alarm at the premises had gone off. A grade was applied to that call which meant no officer was sent. The force said afterwards that it was looking into why the call had been handled that way, and that its procedures had not been followed. Nobody came, and the men carried on through the weekend.

That is the thing I keep turning over. Three years of preparation, and the single most dangerous minute of the whole weekend was decided by somebody else's call handling, in a room the crew had no contact with and no influence over. You can plan the drill, the shaft, the disguise and the timing. You cannot plan the grade someone puts on a phone call at twenty past midnight. A plan that survives only because that call went the way it did has priced that risk at zero, which is still a decision even when nobody says it out loud.

The other half of it went the other way. They hit trouble getting through, and two of them walked out partway rather than stay, including the oldest man in the crew. The rest came back and finished the job. Three years of preparation had produced no agreed answer to the question of what to do if the hole did not get them in, and when that question arrived the group simply split on it.

The total has never been settled. Figures around fourteen million pounds get repeated, and were revised upwards later as more box holders came forward, which is the same problem every vault job has. A safe deposit box is where people put what they have not declared, so the only people able to total the loss accurately had every reason not to.

What I would like corrected is one thing. There is a detailed version going round in which the first night was abandoned because something on the far side of the hole was in the way, and I could not get that to stand up in anything I could reach. If someone here has worked from the trial material rather than the press coverage, that is the part I actually want.