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  QtHydro (@HydroFoundry) reported 1 minute ago

  @bobbyfijan Craigslist had a huge scam problem. Much more difficult with Facebook Marketplace.

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  seb-astian (@seb__design) reported 3 minutes ago

  imo we’ve been seeing ugly *** boring ui’s for years yes the main screen is bit unclear but it’s not because of the visual design language. it’s a structural issue imo change the layout and give elements a better visual hierarchy and it would work. the side bar is a good example. everything is clear and works well (bit worried about color accessibility for the texts tho) we all look back to when the web was more colorful and now that someone tries it gets shamed and ridiculed. choosing a bold and brutalist design for product design is a new challenge and it probably needs some work to really have top ux experience but also facebook and ig looked terrible at first until they improved their visual design so in that sense i think we just need to be brave and try new things. yes boring *** product design works but tbh i rather use a design like that for a personal dashboard or crypto wallet (maybe let me add customisation) rather than have a boring boilerplate design tho yeah it won’t be for everyone. and as a compromise you could just add a toggle. so yeah i’d love to see more brutalistic bold product design. let’s not be stuck with what we always did just cause it worked (craigslist worked too but was ugly as hell haha)

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  𐡀 (@Xyleniqq) reported 3 minutes ago

  Moved to Tokyo, got a roommate through Craigslist. Japanese guy, 28, seemed normal. His girlfriend came over sometimes. She was... quiet. Barely said hi. Month 3: I noticed she was there ALL the time. Like, I'd wake up, she's there. Come home late, she's there. Me: Hey man, is she moving in? Should we split rent three ways? Roommate: weird look, What? Me: Your girlfriend. She's here every day. Roommate: I don't have a girlfriend. Me: The girl who's here right now. In your room. Roommate: No one's in my room. I opened his door. Empty. Me: She was literally here this morning. Roommate: Dude, I think you're seeing things. I let it go. Maybe I was tired. Month 4: I saw her again. Making tea in the kitchen. 3 AM. Me: Hey. Her: looks at me, smiles, goes into his room Next morning: Me: Your girlfriend made tea last night. Roommate: slams his mug down, I DON'T HAVE A GIRLFRIEND. Me: Then who the hell is the woman in our apartment?! Roommate: There's no woman! I took a photo next time I saw her. Showed him. He went pale. Roommate: Where did you get this? Me: I took it. Yesterday. She was here. Roommate: hands shaking, That's my ex. Me: Okay, so why'd you say... Roommate: She's been dead for two years. Me: WHAT. Roommate: She died in a car accident. We broke up a week before it happened. Me: Then who ******** is in our apartment?! Roommate: I don't know! We checked security footage from the building. No one ever came in. But on MY phone, clear as day, there's a photo of a woman in our kitchen. We called a priest. Priest: walks through apartment Priest: There's no spirit here. Me: Then explain the photo! Priest: looks at photo Priest: That's a living person. Roommate: She's DEAD. I went to her funeral! Priest: I'm telling you. That's not a ghost. We hired a private investigator. Two weeks later: Investigator: Your ex didn't die. Roommate: Yes she did. I SAW her body. Investigator: You saw someone's body. Not hers. Roommate: What?! Investigator: She faked her death. Insurance fraud. She's been living in Saitama. Me: THEN WHY IS SHE BREAKING INTO OUR APARTMENT?! Investigator: slides over more photos She had a KEY. She'd been coming in while we were both at work, going through our stuff. Roommate: Why?! Investigator: She was looking for this. shows document It was a life insurance policy. With HIM as the beneficiary. She faked her death. Collected ¥15 million. But forgot he was listed on an ADDITIONAL policy she'd taken out before they broke up. If he ever claimed it, she'd be caught. So she was breaking in trying to find the policy to destroy it. Me: THIS IS INSANE. Roommate: I'm calling the police. Investigator: Already did. They're picking her up today. Next week: She was arrested. ¥15 million recovered. Roommate got ¥8 million from the second policy. Me: What are you gonna do with the money? Roommate: Move out. This apartment is cursed. Me: She wasn't a ghost! Roommate: Doesn't matter. I can't sleep here anymore. He moved. I stayed. Sometimes I still hear someone making tea at 3 AM. But now I just check the locks.

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  jennyTheCat 🇺🇲 (@JennyTheCat3000) reported 7 minutes ago

  @MathewLight17 Depending on your state my mom's husband could fix it or my husband could fix it or you could try watching YouTube videos to fix it. Looks rough. Craigslist sometimes offers free building materials which could help if anything good is available in your area.

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  Michael Fischer (@Holden_Rye_) reported 7 minutes ago

  I owned $4B in Bitcoin. Imagine its 2009 and you’re in your own little nerdy world when you learn about this thing called digital money. It was so new it sounded like sci-fi. Something that would probably never actually go anywhere. But you didn’t care. You just wanted to understand the technology and the idea behind it. This thing called blockchain. What ******** is that? A ledger? How boring. But wait… Decentralized? The hacker in you raises an eyebrow. “Do tell me more about this Bitcoin.” It was so new that it barely had value, but you were nerdy enough to figure out how and where to get it. Guess where I bought some of my first Bitcoin? From a guy I met at a park in Virginia Beach. He had it listed on Craigslist. I bought 16,000 BTC for $25 because he wanted the cash to buy a quarter sack of ****. And the transaction went down exactly how you’d imagine a nerdy digital drug deal in 2009. Two nerds. One laptop. $25 cash. A handshake in a park. Both wearing hoodies. Both hackers. Except the thing being traded wasn’t illegal. It was Bitcoin. That was Bitcoin back then. Over the following months, I bought and traded for more. Not everything was a cash sale. Sometimes it was PC parts or whatever else somebody wanted. From 2009 through 2010, I owned roughly 60,000 Bitcoin in total. At today’s prices, that would be around $4 billion. Yes. $4,000,000,000. What did it cost me back then? Probably a few grand total. That’s how early this was. We weren’t sitting around calculating what Bitcoin would be worth 17 years later. We were nerds playing with a new technology most of the world didn’t even know existed. And when we tried telling people in traditional finance about it? They laughed at us. Bitcoiners were treated like criminals, drug dealers, hackers and idiots for using some fake internet money instead of fiat. I remember a stockbroker telling me in 2017 that if his firm knew he owned Bitcoin, he could lose his job. Think about that now. Bitcoin is known for its “cycles.” People talk about Bitcoin season and alt season like these concepts came with an instruction manual. They didn’t. People had to watch the market. We had to watch money move from Bitcoin into other coins. Watch what happened around halvings. Watch bubbles form and collapse. Watch retail disappear and eventually come back. Then people compared notes, shared what they saw and slowly mapped the behavior. I was one of those people. Not some guru. Not some billionaire Bitcoin mastermind. There really weren’t any. I was one of many nerds playing around with nerd money and trying to understand what the hell we had found. We had no clue that things we were learning would eventually be studied and used by Wall Street. Larry Fink talks about Bitcoin now. There are Bitcoin ETFs. Institutions own it. Governments debate it. Millions of people around the world know what Bitcoin is. Really think about that. It’s ******* insane to see what Bitcoin became from where I first saw it. We were called criminals. Now they want it. And I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have tears rolling down my face typing this. Because we built this **** brick by brick. Developers. Miners. Cypherpunks. Hackers. Early users. Weirdos buying Bitcoin on Craigslist. People running nodes from their houses. People teaching each other how the damn thing worked. Nobody gave us permission. Nobody could have stopped us anyway. And now our voices can sometimes feel tiny compared with the institutions that have arrived. But that’s the beautiful part. Bitcoin was designed for exactly this problem. No matter how much money enters Bitcoin, money alone doesn’t get to rewrite the rules. That is what decentralization was supposed to protect. Bitcoin went from nerd money traded in parks for **** and computer parts to an asset sitting on Wall Street. And somehow, underneath all of it, blocks keep coming. To my fellow hackers, the real ones, good job 🫡

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  EF Comix (@11975MHz) reported 8 minutes ago

  @Hikaru_Chansey Just $200! But the drive to go get it was about 400 miles roundtrip and I pulled that off on a worknight. I saw the ad for it on Craigslist and jumped in my car from Cleveland, drove down to the Ohio River and bought it, and got back to work the next morning. It's amazing, because my first memories are from Circus Circus as a toddler.

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  cool baby blue aliya🌊🎧✨ (@aliyaissunshine) reported 10 minutes ago

  what is Mamdani’s plan to get me in a happy healthy relationship shop What is his plan to fix Craigslist missed connections so mine stop getting taken down What is his plan to get that guy Jacob who bought mugwort at my job to come back and talk to me about dreams What is his pl

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  Easy Money (@NASLACS) reported 11 minutes ago

  @al_requiem How hard is it to get stuff from the lower 48? Maybe check marketplor Craigslist, buy it all down here and drive it home?

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  🎈👻🎃👻Sparrow-Aiden🎃👻🎃🎈 ⚢ (@WriterGlitch) reported 12 minutes ago

  Trying to look for a treadmill or elliptical or something similar on Craigslist but everything's either so far the amount of gas needed it'd basically be more efficient to just Buy a cheap one, or they're close but either A: Broken or B: I'm past the max weight 😔😔😔

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  Suprava Sabat (@Suprva02) reported 17 minutes ago

  >Be Brian Chesky >Broke designer in SF in 2008, can't pay rent >Hotels sell out for a design conference, so you rent 3 air mattresses on your floor >Track the Obama convention in Denver, 80k people flying in and zero hotel rooms, so you point the whole site at one city and bookings explode >Fly to NYC every weekend and photograph hosts' apartments yourself because the listings look terrible >Hack Craigslist so every listing cross-posts there and steal their demand for free >Keep showing up wherever demand spikes and supply runs out until Airbnb hits $100 B+ Brian Chesky is absolutely insane

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  Hope (@hopeXmeta) reported 17 minutes ago

  @EscambiaFLMan When I was in Florida, I had to escape in abusive relationship. Because of the 2019 DV scandal in Florida, there were no beds available or relocation funds. I had to find a place to stay on craigslist because I was stuck in complete Lawfare. I ended up in Hillsborough, staying with the daughter of an attorney and her boyfriend. I rented a bedroom. The other roommate rented the couch. The woman who was renting the apartment out was also doing OF with her boyfriend and getting food stamps and other benefits from the state. The boyfriend stole my car and drove under a red light camera. I was tracked down by an attorney and I had to pay $400 even though I wasn’t the one driving the car during the time in question. The crazy bipolar person renting out the apartment had plans to sell my dog and cat. She was also going to sell the girl renting the couch for $1200 and keep the money, considering it her rent. When they realized that we were not going to just allow ourselves to be abused in such a way, she started taking lightbulbs out of the lights and keeping the bathroom door locked so we could not use the restroom. I was forced to leave and take her with me. By then I had a UTI. And the only place to go was back to my ex-boyfriend‘s who abused me severely. I thought maybe if we went together things might be OK. They weren’t. My ex did what he always did and lied about me hitting him. He told my friend that if she ever told the truth about what happened that night he would find her. It’s a legitimate threat because he’s a realtor. He forced her to do things in return for having a roof over her head. I tried to save her. But I only brought her to another devil. I don’t know how I can ever forgive myself. All I can do is continue talking about the failure of the system where the police believed that they gave us a packet of information with a solution that will keep us safe. The packet was a false promise. I hope you run for office. We need honest people in the government. We need people who care about humanity. We need people who tell the truth. You are brave and I truly hope good things come your way.

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  Cash Flow Files (@CashFlowFiles) reported 23 minutes ago

  He slept in his car with $27 to his name. Five years later, he was worth millions. Not from crypto. Not from an inheritance. Not from getting “lucky.” He got rich doing something most people would’ve been embarrassed to start. Here’s the story: At 32, Marcus had lost almost everything. His job was gone. His relationship had fallen apart. His credit cards were maxed. For a few months, his entire life fit inside the trunk of a beat-up Honda. At night, he parked near a 24-hour gym so he could shower in the morning. During the day, he worked whatever jobs he could find. Moving furniture. Cleaning garages. Hauling junk. Then one Saturday changed everything. A homeowner offered him $300 to clear an old couch, broken dresser, and piles of trash out of a garage. It took him 3 hours. Dump fees were $62. Gas cost him about $20. He walked away with more than $200. Marcus immediately noticed something: People weren’t paying for the truck. They were paying to make a problem disappear. So he started posting everywhere: “Junk removal. Same-day pickup.” Facebook groups. Craigslist. Neighborhood apps. Handwritten flyers. At first, he borrowed a truck. Then he rented one. Then he bought a used trailer. One $300 job became two jobs a day. Then four. Soon he couldn’t handle the calls himself. So he hired someone. Then another person. Then another truck. But this is where the story gets interesting. Marcus realized the real money wasn’t in hauling junk himself. It was in owning the system that generated the jobs. He built a website. Started running local ads. Created standardized pricing. Hired crews. Added property managers, realtors, contractors and apartment complexes as recurring clients. Revenue climbed: Year 1: $84,000 Year 2: $310,000 Year 3: $780,000 Year 5: over $2 million. The guy who once slept in his car was now running a multi-truck operation with employees doing the work he originally did alone. His biggest lesson? He didn’t escape homelessness by finding the perfect opportunity. He escaped by solving an ugly problem people were already willing to pay to make disappear. Sometimes the opportunity that changes your life doesn’t look glamorous. Sometimes it looks like someone else’s trash.

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  marqix ☆ (@fwmarqix) reported 23 minutes ago

  Bought a bike off Craigslist in Tokyo. ¥8,000. Good deal. Seller was a 20 something guy. Seemed rushed. Him: It's a great bike. No problems. Me: Why selling? Him: Moving back to Osaka. Seemed legit. Week 2: I'm riding it and someone STOPS me on the street. Stranger: WHERE DID YOU GET THAT BIKE? Me: I bought it. Why? Stranger: That's MY bike. It was stolen six months ago. Me: No, I have a receipt.. Stranger: Check the serial number. I checked. It matched his police report. Me: Oh my god. I bought a stolen bike. Stranger: I'm calling the police. Me: Wait! I didn't know! I have the seller's info.. We called the cops. They took the bike as evidence. I was out ¥8,000 and had no bike. Week 3: Police called. Officer: We arrested the seller. He stole 14 bikes. Me: Can I get my money back? Officer: He already spent it. Me: So I'm just... screwed? Officer: Essentially, yes. I was pissed. But fine. Lesson learned. Month 2: I get a random package. Inside: ¥8,000 cash and a note. "Sorry I bought your stolen bike. Here's the money you lost. - The original owner" Me: WHAT. I tried to find him to return it. Cops: We can't give out his information. Me: But he sent me money! Cops: That's his choice. I felt awful keeping it. So I donated ¥8,000 to a charity for bike theft prevention. Month 4: I get another package. Different handwriting. Inside: A photo of the charity donation with a note. "I'm the guy who stole your bike. I got out on parole. Saw what you did with the money. I'm sorry. Here's ¥10,000. I got a job. Trying to make things right." Me: THIS IS THE STRANGEST REDEMPTION ARC. I didn't know what to do. So I bought a new bike. ¥10,000. Left the receipt and ¥2,000 change at the police station with a note: "For the thief. Use the change for lunch. You're doing good." Month 6: Police called. Officer: The thief wants to meet you. Me: Uh... is that safe? Officer: He has something to say. We met at a café. Police supervised. Thief: I'm sorry I stole from you. Me: You didn't steal from me. You stole from the other guy. Thief: I stole your money when you bought it. Me: I mean... yeah. Fair. Thief: I'm trying to pay back everyone I stole from. Me: That's... good? Thief: You're number 4 out of 14. Me: You're tracking this? Thief: shows spreadsheet, I have 10 more people to find. Me: This is weirdly organized for a criminal. Thief: I'm a FORMER criminal. We're friends now. He finished paying everyone back last month. I bought him a beer. He bought me a bike helmet. Crime is weird in Japan.

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  shredded Denim (@denimneverdies) reported 24 minutes ago

  @laurasukas I don't give a **** what they're *saying*, I care that, for example, when the government shut down adult services on Craigslist, death was the result

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  Arben Prifti (@ArbenPriftiGoat) reported 30 minutes ago

  Hello. I am Arben. I have a terrible track record online. Tried to sell a bunch of stuff on Craigslist. Several women offered me their body in lieu of cash. Joined a dating site. All responses were fetish chicks. I didn’t know that adult women like to pretend to be babies. It was weird. Been on x for about 1-2 years. So far, so good.