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He held the pack of cigarettes out to her, but he knew she’d decline. She’d given that habit up a long time ago. They zoned out of the gray noise of the traffic passing by them, time began to slow. It was a bleak sunday morning, the anniversary of an event neither of them could find the courage to recall.

They stood in silence, as if they occupied two different worlds. After all, there was nothing left for them to say. She looked down at him, she had always been slightly taller than he was. She couldn’t meet his upward gaze, like a weak magnet facing a stronger one, she found she couldn’t bring them close enough to meet. She wondered if he thought about their friendship anymore, but she could never bring herself to ask. Why would she? She didn’t particularly want to know the answer, anyway, nor did she think he’d even have one to offer. She wished she could express how much she cared about him without it coming off as desperate. She saw him take a long drag of his cigarette. The thick smoke filled his lungs, and as she watched, the back of her throat began to burn. It was a phantom pain that she couldn’t forget. Turning away from him, she shut her eyes tightly, trying to force the image out of her mind.

He wasn’t ever really sure how or why she ever forgave him for what happened - he didn’t really know how or why he forgave her, either. He held no malice, it was in the past - but he never knew if she was happy when he was around anymore. Something about her presence made him long for his perceived vision of happiness, the fictive memories of nights they never shared. He thought about the wedding - or to be more precise, the wedding cut short. Deep down, he knew that it could’ve gone more smoothly. They had some bumps in the road, but he never thought that it could go so wrong so quickly. He tried to translate his emotions into words, but he couldn’t. There was nothing left for them to say.

It occurred to her that the very place that they met was in a way a physical reminder of what happened. They had driven by here together a countless number of times: on their way to school, to the wedding.... No, she couldn’t think about it now. There were dozens of couples who came here to talk. She had to remain strong. She had brought flowers with her, the same kind she’d bought him so long ago. She dropped them on the ground in front of him and turned to walk away. Tears began to collect in her eyes: she wished she could stay to talk, but she knew she couldn’t. There was nothing left for them to say.
He stepped in front of her, but she seemed to walk right through him. He couldn’t help it: he leaned forward to kiss her. She kept walking, tears ran from her eyes. He tried to talk to her: he ran besides her as she walked back to her car. She didn’t seem to notice. He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn’t find the words, physically incapable of talking to her. He reached out his hand to place it on her shoulder, but it passed right through her.

Another car had pulled over behind hers, its owner seemed to be fixing a flat. She fumbled with her keys to unlock the door, Traffic raced by on the freeway as she got in and turned on the engine. She shot the roadside grave one more remorseful glance before she drove away. She wished she could just see him one more time, but she knew that it couldn’t happen. Besides, it had been so long since the accident - three years today - an anniversary, of sorts. What would they even talk about? There was nothing left for them to say.

title: [MF] Nothing Left to Say

question: Summarize the events that caused the narrators to separate.

answer: While the story isn't very clear about what happened, it seems that a couple met a tragic end to their wedding. The woman visits a grave, implied to be her prospective spouse's. Both narrators wish the tragic end didn't happen, but of course, there's nothing they can do about it.

question: What does the story say about things left unsaid?


split: test

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(1097 First Crusade)
	The unforgiving sun beat down across the baren lands that made up what Pope Urban II and the rest of christiandom were calling the holy land. The dirt whipped in the dry wind smacking against the faces and armor of the large column of european men and their horses as they continued on their march to sack a city they knew nothing about. Ulrick found the whole thing quite comical, he had never been much of a church going man yet here he was marching through a hot desert the course sand rubbing his skin raw, and sticking to his sweat, and it was all in the name of God. It made him wonder how the hell he wound up there, was it the promise of pay, forgiveness of his sins. Looking back he though how far he had truly come.
         As a young boy he had lived in a small village with his family helping around the farm. He had lived a happy life, well sheltered would be a better word he thought. He knew nothing of life outside his town he attended mass with his family, and the priests would speak of issues in the kingdom and so would the other adults but he was too young to understand what they spoke about, financial problems, war, and bandit raids, these words meant nothing to Ulrick he was too preoccupied with his own little world, working hard in the fields, and playing with his friends he had everything he needed, and wanted, he could care less about everything else. Well he could have, it had been a hot and long day he had spent most of it weeding the fields Ulrick let out a sigh of relief as the sun disappeared behind the ridge and trees that surrounded his parents farm, the shade was a relief he thought to himself as he pulled the last of the weeds, he was excited since he finished the job today it means he wouldn't have to do it for a while. He straightened up and wiped his dirt covered hands on his green tunic "all done" he said to himself as he walked over to an old oak tree which served as his shade on the side of the field and looked down at the cloth he had used to carry his lunch out to the field that day. "mum would be furious if she saw I didn't eat all my food" he said to himself as he looked down at the few bread crusts and remains of cheese and carrot that he had not eaten at lunch. "Well I better eat it," he said as he plopped down next to the tree,"besides pulling all those weeds has made me hungry." He crammed the bread and cheese into his mouth and chewed "I'll eat the bread and cheese" he thought to himself "but I think I'll just bury the carrots." Ulrick let his eyes wander up to the branches of the old oak which had stood silent guard over his family's field for as long as he could remember. He remembered playing around it as a boy as his father and his family tended the fields, he remembered his father selecting the perfect branch from which to craft Ulricks first bow. His chewing was interrupted by shouting and screams in the distance. Ulrick stood up maybe some wolves had wandered into the village, " maybe dad will let me use my bow he made to scare them off." Delusions of Ulrick saving the village and being the hero swam though his mind as he ran towards home. " Just need to get over this hill and I will be able to see what is going on," he thought. The closer Ulrick got to the top of the hill he noticed the screams started to fade and a strange glow was coming from beyond the hill. Ulrick reached the top of the hill and the view that awaited him stunned him speechless. The town was ablaze bodies littered the street and Ulrick could see a group of men on horseback fleeing the village. Ulrick raced down the hill and into the city to see if he could help anyone as he ran onto the main road through his village he began to realize he wasn't going to find anyone alive. He hoped that his family was alright that maybe his friends were too, he couldn't accept that they might be dead he had to see for himself. If anyone would have survived it would have been his family his dad had fought for the king there was no way he could have been killed. Ulrick rushed down the street body's strewn about on either side lying in pools of their own blood, windows shattered, doors kicked in all awash in the light of the fire that now consumed half the village. Ulrick reached his door and through it open what he saw broke his heart his father lay headless his cold hands still clutching his sword his mother and brother lay behind him, stabbed to death. Ulrick fell to his knees paralyzed by sadness and grief he couldn't speak he didn't know if he ever would be able to again it hurt too much no cry of pain no word could sum up the anguish he felt. From the other room Ulrick heard a large clanging noise, He quietly moved to pick up his fathers sword, it was alot heavier than it looked. Suddenly a man crashed through the door stumbling under the weight of the loot he carried he was a rough man his clothes were torn and so covered in dirt and mud Ulrick couldn't tell what the original color was. The mans eyes lit up when he saw Ulrick he dropped his loot and drew the dagger that hung at his belt. Before Ulrick could react the man rushed him, Ulrick didn't know what else to do he had never used a sword before he swung with all his might but the force of the swing along with the weight of the sword though him off balance and he fell on his rear but not before the blade had hit its mark the mans head had been cloven from his shoulder and it had landed on its side in front of Ulrick the mans dead eyes which for a moment shifted wildly back in forth as if trying to comprehend what had just happened before becoming still and fixated on Ulrick's eyes. It was all too unbearable Ulrick crawled into the corner covered in blood and still clutching the sword he cried all though the night while the city burned around him and the dead man watched him.

title: Tomb(Prologue)

question: Who is Ulrick?

question: How old is Ulrick?

answer: The passage implies he is a young adult.

question: Write a ~5 sentence summary.

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Ulrick lives in a small village, helping his family around the farm.

One day, his village gets attacked by a group of men. He rushes to his family only to find them dead. A man rushes to attack him but he manages to defend himself and kill the man. He sits in a corner traumatized by the course of events that day.


text: The 2 boys in blue took us out of our car and placed us in their backseat. They drove us around for a long while, until they stopped and parked in who knows where, a deserted place, probably in the outskirts of the city. They took our cellphones, partly in precaution, partly to just keep them. What followed was that typical movie scene: good cop/bad cop. One of them behaving sympathetic with our fear, we craved for his company, like a kid hiding behind his mother's skirt, in fear of the bad man: the bad cop. He was a big, strong individual with an scandalous personality. We were scared. We didn't know if he was going to take us to prison or even shoot us, partly because our silly imagination, powered by that odd paranoia that marihuana creates.

title: The boys in blue

question: What kind of environment is the setting of the story?

answer: Probably a place where law enforcement is not heavily regulated. Since cops would resort to stealing phones from suspects, then it could mean they have low salaries and therefore low funding. So the city this story is in has a very low economy. It also suggests that there are areas where populations are concentrated in, as the character and his companion are brought to an area that is deserted.


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Way, way back in the day I loved simply making eye contact and smiling. Just a small, half cocked smile the first time. You can do that all day and every now and then you'll get the same "yea, i'm smiling at you" look right back.

So, its my Sophomore year & I'm walking between classes and lock eyes with beautiful brunette as we're walking past each other and we're both smiling at one another. I just kept going. So did she.

Two days later, as class schedules generally mandate, there we are walking by each other. This time we see each other from much greater distance. We're staring at each other, both with wolf like eyes, wanton looks without fear of rejection.

But, we're actually with other people, class mates and both on our way some where else so we pass each other again still smiling. Just as we do I mouth "next time" to which she smiles brighter and nods in the affirmative. I can't wait for next Tuesday now.

The weekend comes and being two months in I've figured out again which bars card, which don't and which will take my hack of a fake ID. Having luck with the bars but not with the ladies I head back to my dorm room and who do I see sauntering down the hall with the floor scoundrel? Yea, my beaut that I still haven't even spoken too. Huh. My fault for not acting quicker I decide and break into the same smile I had the second day I saw her. Never give up lads.

She sees me just as I hit full grin and her eyes go wide at first with surprise almost as if she's been caught. Quickly she composes herself and gives me a Cheshire cat grin. She has a guy on her arm and one walking by digging her and that is making her feel very good. Oh, I like her. Beaten this night but not defeated I notice the scoundrel is oblivious to our unspoken conversation and so I continue with a slight bite of my lower lip and a raised brow. She returns an ever so slight lick of just the edge of her upper teeth an lip as we pass. Not tonight but it will happen. I'm sure.

"Evening Bro" says my floor mate as he finally gets his keys out of his pants he's been struggling with. "Yes. Yes, it is" I say with a causal look eyes locked again with hers still sporting the Cheshire. He opens the door and heads to his room. She turns away looking in and turns her head back towards me to seemingly say 'I might have made a mistake but I'm going anyway ha!'. Just as she turns her head and begins to take a step in though I see it. An exhale. As if much of her previous thought on how her evening might go were dimmed somewhat.

I take that as a small victory. As big of one as I can expect considering we have to actually have any real verbal communication between us. I pass my room. I'm not ready to sleep just yet now so I head the common area to see who's up, catch some late TV, ponder my next move, and more possibly see how long she stays. No, can't do that last one. I can't think like that. She can have her fun. It doesn't concern me. It can't affect the possibility of us unless I let it. So, I resolve to not let it.

It was surprisingly quite easy even for 19 year old me. It made me feel more mature suddenly. I decided right then to never ask another women how many men she'd been with. It wouldn't matter as they would be with me right that moment and after all. I was lost in this and thoughts of her jade green eyes when the phone rang. I hardly noticed it in my state but when I heard floor mate ask "Is Scoundrel in?" My ears perked up. "Its his girl friend." Oh, this is interesting. She calls all the time. I mean all the time. She suspects he's cheating, and of course he is, so she calls relentlessly on nights they are not together.

Quickly, I answered in the negative. There is a code still and I follow it obediently even thought its not in my interest at the moment. This code shouldn't be broken. Only bad things come of that. He tells her Scoundrel is out and hangs up. I ponder whats happened while leaning back and staring at the TV as another floor mate inquires "he's hear right?" "Oh, yea, but he's not to be disturbed if you know what I mean" I replied. "God, that guy is such a dog" another says and back we are to watching whatever it was we were watching.

About 15 minutes go buy and the phone rings again. Its 2:30am and we all know its her again. Nobody wants to answer. It keeps ringing. We're looking around the room at each other and its ringing. Nobody is saying a thing. Its still ringing. On about the 15th ring some one chimes in "I'm not getting it." I sigh then say "I'll get it."
"Hello." "Is Scoundrel there?" "No, I don't think so." "Are you sure?" "Yea, I've been in the common right by the hall for a while and I haven't seen him come up." "Well, I just drove by and saw his car is there and the bars are closed. He has to be there. I tried coming up but the RA on the ground floor was being a jerk. Can you sneak me in the back way and I'll wait in his room?"

Damn she is persistent. That scenario isn't going to happen though. As I pause to reflect on what do to do she continues "well, if you don't want to that's fine. I think I can get it open..." I cut her off quickly "well, give me a minute. Maybe he is here and I missed him." I put the phone down and headed for his door feeling I have legitimate cover this semi-intentional interruption of his evening now. "Dude, what the fuck is it?" was the response I get from my initial knock. "Your brothers on the phone." "Shit. Just a minute." Its a code we already developed for this guy. She calls all the time and this guy goes out a lot. I don't know why he thought he needed to have a girlfriend too. We all felt bad for her and someone soon was going to spill but not tonight. Tonight he would slide again but not the way he originally planned.

I went to my door and slowly looked for my key hanging as long as I could to be sure I have some interaction with him, or her, before I head in to my room. I open my door just as he opens his and head in leaving mine open. He pokes his head in and says quietly "hey, don't let her come down the hall would you man?" "Sure" I said with a smile.
So, I hang out at my door having it slightly cracked with the intention of feigning a coincidental opening should she come out.

Sure enough he's on the phone too long and I hear the handle jiggle. I quietly, yet quickly, close mine then open it a few moments later. There she is. She looks ravishing. Hair tussled.  Face flush. I can't believe he actually went to that phone. I would would have stayed. She's in a thick, burgundy shower robe. She turns towards me, mouth closed, the Chesire replaced with chagrin but still a smile for me to see. More to see in fact. She hadn't tied the robe and my eyes instinctively noticed as it swung open slightly then closed.  She was still wearing panties. The robe, the panties and nothing else.

We stood there together, each in our respective doorways, transfixed on one another. It went well beyond our first, second and third encounters. Her countenance was changing to one of a clear meaning of desire. When she ran her fingers through her hair while still holding our gaze I could not resist any longer. I walked slowly, deliberately towards her stopping only inches from her. Looking down upon her I could see the robe slightly undone, her hands holding it there, revealing her taught stomach and just a hint of breast.

We stood there with his voice echoing from down the hallway and around the corner taking each other in visually now, lustfully without touching. I reached out placing my hands on the edge of the robe opening and waited for a reaction. She bit her lip, her chest heave and her chin lifted toward mine. Slowly, surely opening and drenching my eyes here her beauty. And she was beautify. And she let me take it all in seemingly enjoying ogling. I cocked a brow, said simply "not bad" and flashed that smile now familiar to her. That evoked an open mouth smile, her tongue messaging her teeth. "Oh, but it can be."

Just then we heard the distinct sound a phone hanging up harshly. I took a quick step back as she closed her robe. "The bathrooms just down that way" I said loudly. "Third door on the right. Its empty now." Her brows bobbed and a quick wink she headed off as the Scoundrel came down the hall toward us.

"Dude, thank you so much" he said oblivious to what had to be a change in my facial color from moments before. "She was coming over" he said with a comical grimace. "Dude, do me a solid. I've got to go right now. Tell her my brothers drunk and I have to get him. It'll take a while since he's on the other side of town now and he lives an hour North. Damn, she's hot. This will blow it for me with her. Anyway, can you do that?"

"Not a problem."

title: [RO]Eye Contact

question: Summarize the narrator's interactions with the brunette.

answer: The narrator and the brunette first meet each other's gazes while walking by each other between classes. They smile at each other. They share that same smile the next time they meet. The third time, the narrator sees her with the floor scoundrel. He sees her again when he goes to tell the scoundrel his girlfriend is looking for him, and she flashes him what's under her robe.

question: What does the story say about the narrator's dating history?

question: What does the story say about the type of person the scoundrel is?

answer: He is referred to as the floor scoundrel. He has a girlfriend and is cheating on her. It is implied that he does this a lot. One of the other students calls him "such a dog". He has no qualms about lying to his girlfriend.


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Devyn wrapped her arms tightly around her sister’s arm while staring fearfully at the man. She pulled her sister back to try to hide her from him  but he was already staring at the two of them with narrowed eyes.

“That’s the guy who murdered that group of people! They couldn’t find evidence that found him guilty but everyone knows he did it!” She rambled on quickly while tugging on her sister’s arm who was only staring at the man curiously.

“Really? I didn’t know,” she said while tilting her head.

Her sister glared fiercely at her. “How could you not know?! It was all over the news!” She yelled before squealing and pulling her sister forcefully causing Rachel to spill some of her drink. “He’s coming this way!”

Josh and Sana raised an eyebrow from the scene Devyn was creating before they followed Rachel’s gaze.

Josh smirked and stood up but Sana scooted all the way to the wall of the building with fear in her eyes.

“There you are! Where have you been?” Josh slung an arm around the man’s shoulder who was glaring down at Rachel as she began to eat some of the mozzarella sticks nonchalantly. “Ladies, this is my best friend Pierce. You probably already know who he is.”

“We’ve met before,” Rachel spoke up as she looked up at the two men. “I didn’t know who he was at the time.”

“That would explain why you aren’t scared,” Josh snickered and Pierced visibly tensed up; his jaw clenching and he sent a glare at Rachel who was only staring at him with curiosity.

“How are you not scared?” Devyn exclaimed looking at Josh with disbelief before squeaking and hiding behind her sister when Pierce merely look at her.

Josh began to noogie Pierce’s hair that was style in a long black ponytail, grinning widely as he did. “I’ve known him since he was little! He wouldn’t do such a thing!”

Sana and Devyn stared at the two in disbelief while Rachel stared at her drink with content before a looming figure rose up behind the two men.

“You two.” The looming figure growled in a low voice as Demie slammed both of their heads together forcefully. “How many times have I told you two to stop terrorizing my new customers?” He picked them up by the collars of their jackets and glared at them with fire in his eyes.

“I wasn’t doin’ anything to them!” Josh argued back but with one glance from the bartender he swallowed his voice.

“The girl didn’t order a drink the when i first took their orders.”

Josh gave him a shaky smile as he began to sweat nervously, stammering over his words as he tried to explain the situation but Demie was already looking at Pierce.

“You need to stop making them fear for their lives, so behave yourself or I’m kicking you out,” he threatened and Pierce averted his gaze from him while nodding.

Demie dropped the two on the floor without a care before looking at the girls with a kind smile who were staring at him with a mixture of relief and fear. “As long as I’m here they won’t do anything to you. Here or outside of the bar.” He looked to Sana who had been watching Josh as he sat on the ground still shaking. “Would you like a new drink?”

She looked from the drink to Josh who was slowly standing up and rubbing the sore spot on his butt. She didn’t feel dizzy or sick, so at least he was respectable.

“No, I’m fine.” She gave him a smile and he nodded.

“If you need anything else, including getting rid of these two, just come up to the bar,” he offered before leaving them to themselves.

Josh cursed quietly as he slowly sat back down in his seat while Pierce dusted himself off, still standing by the booth instead of sitting or leaving.

“He doesn’t have to be so rough,” Josh grumbled as he fixed his leather jacket.

“It seems like you two cause a lot of trouble,” Sana causing Josh to smirk and give her wink making her roll her eyes.

“I am trouble.”

Pierce continued to stare at Rachel who was still eating. His stare was making Devyn’s skin crawl so much she could not bare it any longer.

“Can you move? I need to use the bathroom,” Devyn tapped Rachel on the shoulder and she nodded, standing up beside Pierce who was watching her like a hawk. Devyn quickly left the booth and rushed to the bathroom before Rachel looked at Pierce unafraid.

“Do you wan to sit with us?”

“I’m leaving,” he said shortly before walking towards the door despite Josh’s protests. He left the bar, letting the door slam loudly yet no one else in the bar seemed to notice or care except for Demie who did not want the glass to break.

“Was it something I said?” Rachel asked Josh as she sat back down but he shook his head and shrugged.

“I don’t know, but I should go after him.” He stood up and went to leave before looking back at Sana with a smirk to which she sent him an questioning look. “I don’t have a phone number anymore since I gave you mine. Can I have yours?”

She stared at him deadpanned, looking unamused on the outside but laughing happily at the cheesy pickup line on the inside. “Fine.” She gave him her phone number and he placed the napkin in his pocket before flashing her fingers guns with a wide grin.

“I’ll see you around Dollface.” He winked before leaving the bar quickly and leaving the two girls by themselves.

“He doesn’t seem that bad,” Rachel smiled at Sana who bit her lip to stop herself from smiling.

“I just hope i don’t regret giving him my number.”

title: [FN] Demie's Pt. 2

question: What does the text say about Pierce?

answer: He stares without interruption at Rachel, with a fierce and creepy attitude. He doesn't act or speak. Devyn is afraid of him because she thinks he's a murderer. However, Rachel and Josh know him, and they don't look afraid. Bartender Demie manhandles Pierce and Josh for scaring his customers, threatening Pierce that he'll kick Pierce out if he repeats such things. Rachel eventually asks Pierce if he wants to sit with them. Pierce announces that he's leaving and goes away.

question: What does the story say about Rachel?

answer: Her sister Devyn pulls her away from Pierce, but she's not afraid from him. While Devyn explains that Pierce was on TV and that he's supposed to be a murderer, Rachel isn't fazed. She met Pierce before but didn't know he was Josh's best friend. Pierce continuously stares at her, and she asks him if he'd like to sit with them. When Pierce leaves, she asks Josh whether she said something wrong. Rachel says Josh is OK to Sana after he asks for her number and leaves after Pierce.

question: What does the story say about why Pierce acts so creepy?


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is a character in the _Mario_ franchise. He plays the role of Luigi's arch-rival and accompanies Wario in spin-offs from the main _Mario_ series, often for the sake of causing mischief and problems. He was created by Camelot employee Fumihide Aoki and is voiced by Charles Martinet, who described Waluigi as someone who has a lot of self-pity and would “cheat to win.”

First debuting in the 2000 Nintendo 64 game _Mario Tennis_ to polarizing reception from the media, Waluigi has since attained a cult following,[1] especially helped through his use as an Internet meme.[2]

Creation and characteristics

[The symbol “Γ” on Waluigi's hat and gloves is used to represent him in many games|alt=] Waluigi was created during the development of the game _Mario Tennis_, to serve as the bitter rival to Luigi and as a doubles partner for Wario. He was created by Fumihide Aoki and is voiced by Charles Martinet.[3] His name is a portmanteau of Luigi's name and the Japanese adjective _warui_ (悪い) meaning “bad”; hence, a “bad Luigi”.[4]

He is said to be a mischievous, cunning man.[5] Martinet stated that the cornerstone of Waluigi's personality is one of self-pity, a character who feels that everything goes right for everyone but himself.[6] As displayed in _Mario Power Tennis_ and _Mario Hoops 3-on-3_, Waluigi features the ability to summon a body of water and swim towards each game's respective ball, which IGN editor Rob Burman described as “baffling”.[7]

He is the same age as Luigi[8] and wears black overalls, a purple long-sleeved shirt, a purple hat with a yellow “Γ” symbol (a gamma sign; an inverted L, paralleling Wario's W as an upside-down M), orange shoes, and white gloves with a yellow “Γ” symbol as well. When asked whether Waluigi was a brother to Wario, Martinet stated that while he did not know, he felt that they were just “two nice, evil guys who found each other”.[9]

Appearances

Waluigi's first two appearances were in the Nintendo 64 and Game Boy Color versions of _Mario Tennis_, establishing himself as Luigi's supposedly long time rival and Wario's doubles partner, whom he would remain partners with for most future installments, the one exception being _Mario Tennis: Power Tour_, the only time that he appeared in-game without Wario. Since his introduction, Waluigi has appeared as a playable character in every _Mario_ sports game. Notably, in _Mario Golf: Toadstool Tour_ and _Mario Power Tennis_, he holds up the sign for Camelot Software Planning to signify the game developers in the opening movies.

Alongside Princess Daisy, Waluigi would also join the _Mario Party_ series starting with _Mario Party 3_, where he owns an island filled with traps and explosives. In the game's story mode, he is faced as the penultimate foe after he defeats Bowser.

Waluigi also appears in the _Mario Kart_ series, first appearing in _Mario Kart: Double Dash!!_. He would go on to be featured in all future console installments with the exception of _Mario Kart 7_, where he was cut due to time constraints despite his course, _Waluigi Pinball_, being selectable.[10]

Waluigi's most significant role to date was as the main antagonist of _Dance Dance Revolution: Mario Mix_, in which he wreaks havoc in the Mushroom Kingdom by pilfering special objects called the Music Keys to hypnotize the world with his dancing, hoping to conquer it and spread chaos.[11] The rest of the keys are held by a Blooper, Wario, and Bowser, respectively.

In the _Super Smash Bros._ series, starting with _Brawl_, Waluigi appears non-playable as an Assist Trophy item, while his purple color palette appears as one of Luigi's alternate costumes and in later installments, for Mario and Wario as well. During Waluigi's reveal for _Super Smash Bros. for Nintendo 3DS and Wii U_, game director Masahiro Sakurai jokingly stated that “just because you try hard doesn't mean you'll make it into the battle.”[12] He was also used as an example for K.O.ing assist trophies during the gameplay reveal of _Super Smash Bros. Ultimate_.[13]

As for minor appearances, Waluigi appears in _Super Mario Maker_ as an unlockable Mystery Mushroom costume for Mario to wear in the _Super Mario Bros._ style. Although he does not make an appearance in _Paper Mario: The Thousand-Year Door_, if the player has both the Wario emblem and the Luigi emblem equipped at the same time, Mario will be dressed in the colors of Waluigi. In _Super Mario Odyssey_, an outfit modeled after Waluigi's own can be purchased in-game and worn by Mario after the player has either scanned the Waluigi amiibo or collected enough Power Moons; the description mentions his desire for the spotlight. Waluigi makes a very brief appearance in _Mario + Rabbids Kingdom Battle_ as a figurine in the opening, however, a Rabbid version, named Bwaluigi, appears as a boss alongside Wario's Rabbid counterpart, Bwario.

Reception

Since his appearance in _Mario Tennis_, Waluigi has received a mixed reception. Gamervision editor Jonathan Cooper wrote an article entitled “Ten Reasons Waluigi Is Awesome,” listing such qualities as his developed personality, his role in _Super Smash Bros. Brawl_, and his role in _Mario_ sports games.[14] In the book “Icons of Horror and the Supernatural: An Encyclopedia of Our Worst Nightmares, Volume 1”, author S. T. Joshi cites both Waluigi and Wario as examples of alter egos, also as evidence of how popular it is to feature such character archetypes.[15] IGN editor Matt Casamassina described him as a recognizable mascot to many, but also as a beloved one to Nintendo fans.[16] Hiroyuki Takahashi, a developer for _Mario Power Tennis_ listed him, along with his companion Wario, as his favorite character in _Power Tennis_, describing them both as detestable heels, adding that he likes characters with more personality.[17] Gamingillustrated.com's writer Greg Johnson, during his article about _Mario Kart 8_, described Waluigi's return as one of the game's bright-sides. An article in Gameranx.com, entitled “Waluigi: Unwrapping The Enigma,” dwells in Waluigi's self-pity and ambiguous origins, describing him as one of the most misunderstood characters in video games, and more than capable of holding his own game.[18] In addition, Steve Haske, from Unwinnable.com wrote an article called “Defending Waluigi” that discussed Waluigi's partly negative reception, claiming Waluigi to be an even more interesting character than Wario, praising Waluigi for the comic relief he provides and mentioning his absence as a playable character in _Super Smash Bros. Brawl_ as a sad disrespect to his fans.[19] Evilgeeks.com, a website dedicated towards villains, claimed Waluigi to be Nintendo's most evil character, because of his hatred, greed, and power, and wrote that Waluigi should have his own game simply so that we could see what he is capable of.[20] In addition to those articles, venturebeat.com's writer Chris Hoadley wrote an article called “The Greatness of Waluigi”, describing him as the most cynical _Mario_ franchise character, and the greatest one of the last decade. Chris wrote about how Waluigi, despite being constantly ridiculed for his lack of importance, has one of the strongest and most developed personalities of the cast.[21]

Waluigi also receives negative reception. GameDaily listed him as one of the characters they wanted to kill but were not able to, describing him as “One of the most unimportant characters in video game history”.[22] Kotaku editor Mike Fahey commented that Waluigi was his personal most annoying video game character.[23] GamesRadar described Waluigi as a “lame-o villain” in an otherwise great game, referencing _Mario Tennis_.[24] Editor Henry Gilbert titled his section “Waluigi: The worst character ever”, suggesting that the creation process involved the developers of _Mario Tennis_ having no one to fill the final character slot, and conceiving him as an “evil Luigi”. He describes such an act as “plunging to the bottom of the intellectual barrel”. He also calls Waluigi “disgustingly tall and thin” as opposed to Wario, who he calls a “fatass”. He later states that the staff of GamesRadar feels that Waluigi is seen as “less than legitimate” by Nintendo, who he feels may not find him good enough to appear in a main _Mario_ or _Wario_ title.[25] IGN editor Lucas M. Thomas discussed him as a possible, yet unlikely, candidate for a “second banana” character to be playable in _Super Smash Bros. Brawl_, commenting that Waluigi, amongst other sidekick characters, are not well-liked.[26] IGN staff, while praising Bowser as one of the most memorable video game villains, criticized both Waluigi and Wario as being “evil twin knockoffs”.[27]

Despite Waluigi's popularity gain as an Internet meme, he has yet to appear outside of _Mario_ spin-offs, most notably being his lack of playability within _Super Smash Bros. Ultimate_ (confirmed when the character was announced as a non-playable Assist Trophy during E3 2018),[28] which was met with negative reception from the gaming press and social media, with websites such as Reddit and Twitter leading the outcry;[29] online Change.org petitions have been created in support of Waluigi being added as a playable character, garnering thousands of supporters.[30] IGN's Joe Skrebels described his non-playable status within the game as “...a slap in the face for those who want a playable Waluigi.”[31]

Former Nintendo of America president Reggie Fils-Aimé has acknowledged the popularity of Waluigi and the desire to have him playable in _Super Smash Bros. Ultimate_, citing that series director Masahiro Sakurai “...will be aware of the groundswell of support that appeared for Waluigi. And in the end, it's his decision to make.”[32]

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title: Waluigi

question: Why was Waluigi created

answer: Waluigi was created during the development of the game _Mario Tennis_, to serve as the bitter rival to Luigi and as a doubles partner for Wario. He was created by Fumihide Aoki and is voiced by Charles Martinet.

question: What has the public reaction been to Waluigi?

answer: Waluigi's character has been met with mixed and even polarized reactions. Some believe that Nintendo fans love him and able to hold out his own game. While others have described him as unimportant and not well liked.


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[Robert McIntyre]

We open with some discussion of house alliances. Cara has a meeting with her alliance and outlines its core members as Kam, Smashley, Ninja, Paulie, and herself. She also has Joss, Rogan, Dee, Esther, and Kayleigh on the UK team. In another room, Tori declares her alliance to be Zach, Nany, Jordan, Josh, sometimes Leroy, and herself. They also have Theo, Georgia, and Jenny on Team UK. Interesting to see who wasn’t named here (CT, Turbo, Kyle, and Idris) as they are still hanging around the middle. We get two of those middle floaters in a discussion as CT and Kyle are talking. Kyle says he is wary of Joss and Rogan getting too much power and wants to chop off one of their numbers. However, they apparently had some agreement where they wouldn’t say each other’s names. CT’s not too pleased someone is copying his floater game and calls out Kyle for it. Outside, Dee tells Ninja she is concerned because the obvious vote right now is Esther, however, she also is one of their numbers.

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Carrying the crates for the mission.
We head to the mission, entitled Crate Expectations. Each team has to use 125 crates to stack together and reach three relics. The first team to get three relics and 125 crates across the finish line will win. TJ announces this will be double elimination, and the losing team will vote in a man and a woman.

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Team US picking up the crates.
The mission starts and begins to run across the field. The US is first to a relic, and Zach is able to grab one for Team US. The US team is able to get two relics prior to Team UK getting one. US is able to stay a few steps ahead of the US, as it starts to rain. Team US is able to get all 12 relics and move the crates to the end, getting the win for Team US.

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Zach reaching for the relic.
TJ talks with the teams and asks Team US for their speaker. They declare Smashley as the speaker, and she takes Paulie and Cara in with her. Esther also says she will be throwing herself in.

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Dee and Rogan talking.
Back at the house, Kam and Smashley are concerned because they heard Esther was wavering and would be willing to throw herself in. They do not want this, as Esther is not only a disaster competitively but also a number for their side. They convince Ninja to go to Dee and explain to her they need to keep Esther around. Ninja tells Dee this, and Dee says there isn’t much she can do, and Esther is already volunteering herself for elimination. However, she does agree to work with Rogan to try to save Idris. Dee tells Rogan this, who asks CT how he feels about putting in Kyle. Rogan tells CT five men probably aren’t making the final and keeping Idris around is an easier elimination win for them if necessary.

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Cara and Smashley annoyed at Dee for throwing herself in.
We head to nominations for Team UK, where CT starts things off. Esther puts herself in, which Cara and Smashley are not happy about. Joss starts the voting off by voting for Kyle. Rogan also votes for Kyle, who is clearly surprised by this. Smashley all of the sudden takes over and asks for votes for Idris; and only Kyle, Jenny, Theo, and Georgia raise their hands. They then ask for votes for Kyle, and everybody else votes for Kyle. This puts Kyle and Esther in elimination. Smashley asks Esther who she thinks she can beat, and she says Georgia or Jenny. Smashley asks if she can beat Dee, and she says she thinks she can beat anybody. Kyle says he would most want to go against Rogan, then Idris, then Joss, and preferably not CT or Theo. He does mention that if he or Theo wins, they would likely switch to Team US, which doesn’t seem to make Cara very happy. They agree to choose between Rogan and Dee or Georgia and Theo.

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Kyle angry after the nominations.
After the nomination, Kyle immediately goes to Joss and shouts at him for throwing him in. I never understood why Kyle didn’t align directly with Joss and Rogan, and in hindsight, that seems like it would have been the much better maneuver. Kyle starts chirping Rogan and says he asked for him in elimination. Rogan doesn’t respond really, and mostly keeps to himself as Kyle barks.

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Tori looks like she is trying to squeeze out a fart before leaving and letting the other alliance do their plotting.
We head to the club, and Cara is talking to Dee. Cara tells Dee they wanted to keep Esther around in case the tables got turned she would be an easy layup for an ally to go against. The girls ask Dee who she wants them to throw in, and Dee is reluctant to say any names. She even offers herself for elimination. Kyle starts blubbering at Dee as well, although Dee is mostly able to brush it off. After that conversation, Dee and Ninja get into it. Dee tells Ninja she wanted Ninja to have her back as her teammates attacked her.

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Dee and Ninja resolving their differences.
The next morning, Kyle, Georgia, Nany, and CT are talking. Georgia isn’t happy with Cara, mostly because she is in power right now and can use it any way she chooses. Dee talks to Esther and Ninja, and Dee isn’t happy with how Ninja handled the conversation yesterday. They resolve their differences though and seem ready to move forward.

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Georgia and Esther moving relics.
We head to the Proving Ground, and TJ asks the Tribunal for their female votes first. The Tribunal all votes for Georgia to go into theelimination for girls, and Theo to go in for the guys. TJ says they are playing Running Riot. Each player has a set of relics of different weights each. They have to put the relics in the order displayed on the board. Whoever puts their relics in first will win.

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Georgia moving her relic.
Georgia and Esther are first, and Esther is first to the relics. However, Esther really seems to start to wear down while Georgia is barking like a maniac while carrying the relics. Smashley points out that while Georgia is ahead, her relics are different than Esther’s. TJ says Georgia’s relics are not correct. However, she is able to correct it in time and gets the win.

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Theo passing by Kyle.
Kyle and Theo are next, a rematch from last season. Theo starts by carrying the heaviest items back first. He’s moving them pretty efficiently, while Kyle seems to just move the pieces back in order. Zach is cheering pretty hard for Kyle while Georgia cheers for Theo, although most other people are pretty quiet. Kyle tries to move one of the heavier items, and he starts to fumble it as he is moving. Kyle seems to give up, and Theo puts the last relic in getting the win. Before leaving, Kyle tells Theo and Georgia they should switch.

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Theo moving his rock.
TJ dismisses Kyle and Esther and asks Georgia for her decision. She tells Team UK they need to get away from Cara and Paulie, but she does rejoin the land of Great Britain. Theo also decides to go back to Team US, foregoing the smart political decision in favor of peer pressure.

ELIMINATED

ESTHER: Felt like we never saw as much from Esther as maybe we should, but with her gone perhaps the UK will actually be competitive now.

KYLE: Kyle seems to have fallen a bit recently. One would think after his first season he would hold the type of power Paulie does now, but his alliances have never been able to carry him that much. Hopefully, MTV keeps him around as he is still a great TV whenever he is on.

POWER RANKINGS

21) IDRIS: One would think he has to be next up on the chopping block here, especially with not pledging loyalty to Joss and Rogan.

20) NANY: Hard to see how she doesn’t go in if the US loses.

19) JOSH: Perhaps his friendship with Paulie will still hold some weight and he’ll hang around for a bit here.

18) JENNY: She’s a monster but also is really lacking allies at the moment.

17) THEO: He really should have flopped over, but he’s not going down easy to anybody in elimination.

16) GEORGIA: Perhaps Team US will throw Jenny in at some point instead of her giving her a slight edge on the rest of the bottom rung. Not switching shows how horribly choreographed her political game is.

15) KAYLEIGH: I think her ineptitude has gone overlooked thus far and the UK still needs to ditch her to really be competitive.

14) ROGAN: You wonder if eventually things will turn and he has to go in, but for right now he’s flying clean.

13) JORDAN: Bad politics so far but still such a dominant competitor.

12) TORI DEAL: I’m not sure if I have her too high or too low but she’s too strong of a competitor and social player to have that low.

11) ZACH: Jordan seems to be attracting a lot more negative attention than him so I think he should slide by for now.

10) JOSS: I know he recently went in, but he still has all the numbers at his fingertips.

9) DEE: I’m not buying she was in much trouble at all this time around and she still seems set for the long haul.

8) TURBO: His blowup with Jordan still looms but he seems to be in the solid ground everywhere else.

7) LEROY: He’s really played an outstanding game so far, and I think more people (especially on Team US) should try to position themselves in the team-first the way he has.

6) CT: The UK side is getting to the point where the power alliance is going to have to start chopping themselves off, but for now that is not the case.

5) NINJA: She seems to be the one consistently drawing the most ire out of anybody on her side, moving her towards the bottom of the totem pole.

4) SMASHLEY: Smashley has the best social game since Susie on The Challenge.

3) KAM: Since the Georgia vote, she has done a good job flying under the radar.

2) CARA MARIA: It may have been said out of spite, but Cara’s Cult still holds the power on Team US.

1) PAULIE: He seems pretty untouchable at the moment, and with seemingly nobody from Team UK willing to defect it looks like it will stay that way.

EXTRA NOTES

· Make sure to vote in our Top Male Competitors poll. Voting functions the same way as the Top Female Competitors poll.

FANTASY SCORING

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question: What is this post all about?

answer: The post is about an MTV show called "The Challenge" where Team US and Team UK engage in physical challenges to see who gets eliminated first. Players can switch teams and vote other players for elimination. Other than strength, skills, and smarts, there is an element of politics (social games, switching alliances) to the game.

question: Why did Esther vote herself in for elimination?

answer: Esther is a disaster competitively and she knows it.

question: Why did they choose to eliminate Kyle instead of Idris?

answer: Kyle was nominated for elimination because the men viewed him as a stronger competitor and would be harder to beat than Idris.


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The Boyd Family’s dining room smelled sweet like wet oak. It was the room that Mrs. Dorothy Boyd had giddily daydreamed of dressing up ever since she realized as a girl that the dingy picnic table that wobbled in her family’s kitchen was of a significantly lower class of living than the tables in the pictures of Versailles she saw on television. Like the rest of her home, the dining room was neatly arranged and Victorian, both aware of its own opulence and, in the words of Mrs. Dorothy Boyd’s interior designer, “exquisitely inoffensive.” Its central showpiece was the China cabinet, which was filled with pale blue porcelain dishes propped up like museum artifacts on glass stands. When Dorothy, seven months pregnant with her only child, first brought the dishware home from a private seller she’d heard about at the country club, her eyes became like the plates--pale blue, glassy, serene. She felt, as she unwrapped it from its parchment paper, that the beautifully ornate dish set of huts and wooden boats had always been meant to reside in her home, had always been a vital organ in the body of her real self. She began to walk more daintily; at dinner parties, she delivered her compliments in hushed intonations and mannered pauses with the elegant precision of a duchess speaking to the press.

Now the China cabinet’s face was smashed into the side of the dining table, its contents exploded over the Persian rug. The initial boom of wood-to-wood and shattering glass echoed strangely when the table’s feet wailed as they were scraped across the hardwood floor. The top of the cabinet nicked the dangling glass chandelier as it fell, knocking the fixture onto the back of the cabinet before the broken bulbs slid down its smooth wood back and bashed into the wall.

Dorothy couldn’t shut her eyes any harder. Frantic, she writhed on the floor and mumbled about nightmares and cackled as she grinded her back into the broken glass. Dwight caught one look at her before bolting out the door and jumping into Caitlin’s already packed sedan. He hadn’t seen her like that since he was 10 and he was woken up by ambulance lights flooding his bedroom through the windows; his dad told him later she had gotten scared and forgot how to breath. Dwight saw her on the porch that night, murmuring that she couldn’t feel her hands as she shivered. It was the same tone she used a moment before she threw herself at the China, after Dwight told her that he was ditching his quest for a pre-law degree in order to finally “live an unmanufactured life” with the girl that had slowly been corrupting him. Dorothy’s face was still soaking with snot when Mr. Brian Boyd called his son from the other room.

“We can talk about this. Don’t leave your mom like this,” Brian squeezed his fist and pounded it on his desk. “You’re all right with leaving your mom like this?”

“I tried to reason with both of you. This is my only choice now. It didn’t have to be this way, goddamnit. I will see her again.”

“Thanks for leaving me to deal with this. After everything we’ve done for you. All the vacations and the piano lessons and the nice clothes. Did it all mean nothing?” Brian’s eyes were glued to a random date on his calendar. He had been cheated, he thought. Cheated out of a real son and given a loser instead, a lazy, pretentious drifter. After all of the hours he had put in. After the soccer practices and the days he picked him up from daycare. It was all, in retrospect, a series of obligations that only held as much inherent worth as the potential of the child being nurtured. He had produced a clunker, he thought, and he’d never forgive himself for it.

“I’m doing what I need to do, Dad. You guys should have added a caveat when you filled my head with ideas of ‘following my dreams’ that the only acceptable dreams were those that would make for an impressive dinner topic.” Dwight hung up the phone and walked out of the 7/11. Caitlin was wearing overalls and combat boots and no makeup (she refused to wear it). She smoked a cigarette by the ice machine and threw rocks across the barren highway.

“Where are we?” Dwight scratched his eyes and took out a stick of gum.

“Colorado. Not sure what the town’s called. We’ve got another day at least.”

“Have you ever been to San Francisco?”

“No. I’ve always loved Howl, though. The first place we should go is where it was published.”

Dwight smiled. “Were you right? Is your writer’s block fading now that we left?”

“Oh baby, my mind was running wild even while you were still in your house. I felt like what was happening was the event I would mark my life around. I felt like the event itself was a part of me.”  Caitlin stomped her cigarette butt, stepped into the driver’s seat. “And you?”

“I can’t think about writing. Their disappointment is consuming me.”

Caitlin jerked her head towards Dwight, slapped him in the face. “You can’t fucking do that to yourself. We’re brave for making this decision, and don’t let anyone in a button-up tell you otherwise, not even your dad. Respect your desire enough to accept the consequences of its fulfillment.”

Dwight checked on the bag in the trunk of the car. It was filled with $6000, two-thirds of which came from Caitlin’s workplace at the boutique clothing store; she had used her assistant-manager key to break in after hours and steal every bit of the money onsite. Afterward, Caitlin toyed with the bills stacked in her passenger seat, each its own little sliver of freedom. She decided that night that it was time to go somewhere better. She blocked out the look on her brother’s and father’s faces when they realized that she’d gone; she blocked out the way they wouldn’t argue with her but would instead helplessly try to mentally record every darting of her eyes and every twitching of her nose before she bolted. She pretended that she lived in a world where they were already dead. She showed up sobbing at Dwight’s apartment with the bag clutched between her arms. “I did it,” she had said. “We can go anywhere. We don’t have to live this life anymore, baby. We can finally own ourselves.”

Dwight stared at the money. The voice inside his head had screamed that night that he should kick her out, go back to work on his case briefs. He knew that money’s most dangerous power was the way it could reduce a Van Gogh into little more than a colorful receipt of the eight figure sum paid for it. But he also knew that without it he would be trapped indefinitely, forced to submerge his real self beneath his marketable self until a hazy late night conversation let it uneasily tease the surface. He and Caitlin didn’t need money like the kids across town needed money for shoes and vaccines, he thought; they needed it like a checkers player needed to say “King me” so that he could traverse the board with unmatched freedom. This unfairness constantly warred with Dwight’s artistic desire, made his ideas seem inconsequential, selfish, misguided. Yet he knew that the unfairness of his want did not make it cease. He almost instantly decided he would go, but he felt a lump in his throat form when he realized he couldn’t leave in good conscience without telling his permanently worry-sick mother.

“I’ve known for years that I would have to crush my parents if I was ever going to be happy,” Dwight said. “Now that it’s actually happened it feels fucking apocalyptic.”

Caitlin smiled a little and cracked her window, ashing a cigarette more frequently than ash was accumulating. “You’re a bastard for waiting this long to let them down. You spent nearly all of your teenage years inflating an ideal version of yourself, just to snatch it away at the last second.”

“Shut the fuck up. You don’t know what it was like to have that pressure. I love them for what they did for me, but I don’t owe them a miserable life. They just can’t see the whole picture.”

“Well that’s our problem, isn’t it?” Caitlin said. “We see the whole picture when they can see only a corner. That’s why we have to bust open the frame and rip up the picture into pieces and scatter them on the floor so that each portion becomes a whole picture itself. That’s the only way to live.”

“But what happens when we put the pieces back together again, and it’s the same picture?”

“Then we start over. But until then you’ve just got to believe a new one is waiting for us, and once we put the pieces back together the sight of it will lift us off the ground and into another world where things aren’t broken but they aren’t too fixed, either.”

A few hours later, as the sun inched across the Nevadan horizon, Caitlin perked up when she saw an exit for Reno. “My friend Edgar lives in Reno,” she said. “He owes me a favor. Let’s see if he has a couch we can pass out on until tomorrow.”

Edgar’s apartment complex was a refashioned motel. It was made of grimy aluminum, and it smelled like wet rust. “I stayed here once when I ran away from home when I was 16,” she said. “I wasn’t so brave then.”

They knocked on door number 5, but they heard no one stirring. Dwight, desperate for sleep, banged on the door like he had a search warrant until a stocky old woman undid the key latch and opened the door.

“Can I help you?” She rubbed her eyes.

“I’m sorry, we thought our friend Edgar lived here,” Dwight said.

“No, I’m afraid I took over his lease three or four years ago. You two come inside, though. I haven’t talked to anyone in weeks and you look like you could use some coffee. I’m Doris.”

The inside of the dimly lit room was filled with parchment paper covered in illegible scrawl. The only pieces of furniture were those remained from the room’s motel years: a two-seat round table, a dresser where a television used to sit, and a queen sized bed. Caitlin and Dwight sat at the table.

“Where are you kids headed?” Doris tried to portion out three cups of coffee, but her hands were shaking violently and the coffee dribbled on the carpet.

“San Francisco,” Caitlin said.

“I lived there once when I was about your age. An interesting place, if you have a strong stomach for bullshit.”

“I would say that we do,” Dwight smiled.

“Why San Francisco?”

Dwight grabbed the pot and poured the coffee. “Someplace else,” he shrugged, picking up a random piece of paper. “What is this supposed to say?”

“I knew at one point, darling,” she said. “I used to be the biggest poet in Nevada. I even turned down a screenwriting job to keep it that way. But at one point the money dried up, my arthritis destroyed the hand muscles I use to write, and everyone I knew either died or sold out. I woke up and found that my conviction was an antique.”

Caitlin’s phone rang. It was her father. “Excuse me for a minute,” she said, as Dwight began pressing Doris on her poetry.

“Daddy?” She said outside.

“Caitlin. Please come home. We need you.”

“I’m sorry. Really, I am. But I have to do this. You of all people should understand. You don’t like staying stagnant either, right? You travelled everywhere.”

“Staying moving doesn’t keep you from being stagnant.”

“Why are you trying to convince me so hard?”

“It’s your brother. He ate all of the Xanax you left. He’s on suicide watch. He told me he can’t keep going without you. He needs you. I need you.”

Caitlin’s vision blurred all around her; if her brother wanted to die she wished he had already gotten it done rather than holding her in the limbo of a “suicidal” relative. They needed her. They had always needed her.
Dwight walked out of Doris’s room. “Baby, if I told you how extraordinary Doris’s poetry was you wouldn’t believe me. You have to come inside.”

“Let’s go. I want to drive.”

“Go? No, you have to hear this. I’ve never heard anything like it.”

“My brother tried to kill himself last night. Says he can’t live without me.” Caitlin stared at her shoes. “I want to get out of here.”

“Caitlin. I wanted you to come in to hear because hearing it changed me. I can’t leave her here with no way to write. I have to stay. It’s all too perfect for me to pass it up. This was what I was meant to do. The real me is here, with her, helping her work.”

Caitlin’s eyes welled; she knew that trying to convince Dwight was as futile as trying to convince herself. She kissed him and grabbed his hand and followed him back into the room. Doris read her poetry, and they embraced each other on the bed as they listened. Soon, in the world that Doris constructed, they felt like they had found the place that let them become themselves. They unwrapped each word as reverently as Dorothy unwrapped China. They dozed off in a place that Doris weaved with her words, and in the morning Caitlin removed herself gingerly from the bed and didn’t turn around to see the faces she was leaving as she walked out the door. She put the bag of money in the passenger seat where Dwight had sat. The Nevada desert unrolled itself in front of her. As she started the car, she could think only of how soon the money in her bag would dissipate, of how soon the day would come that Dwight would wake up to Doris’s stiff, dead body.

title: Your New China Cabinet

question: What is the main conflict of the story?

answer: Dwight faces the external conflict of his parents being opposed to his wanting to leave behind his current life. He also deals with the internal conflict of feeling shameful and disappointing his parents.

question: How do Dwight's parents treat him throughout the story?

answer: In his early life, it is mentioned that Dwight's parents gave him a nurturing life full of piano lessons, soccer practice, and vacations. During the present time of the story, Dwight's father tries to convince him not to give up his life and travel with Caitlin.

question: What is the twist at the end of the story?

answer: The twist is that Doris, the poet that takes Dwight and Caitlin in, dies in her sleep.


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ALAN PAUL BILEY (born 26 February 1957) is an English former footballer who played in the Football League for Brighton & Hove Albion, Cambridge United, Derby County, Everton, Portsmouth and Stoke City.[1]

Playing career

Biley was born in Leighton Buzzard and began his career with Luton Town's youth team before joining Cambridge United in 1975.[2] He became a prolific goalscorer for Cambridge which saw him net 82 goals in 185 matches which brought the attention of bigger clubs. First Division Derby County signed him in 1979 and he took to the top-flight well scoring nine goals in 18 matches but Derby were relegated. He remained with the “Rams” for the 1980–81 season scoring 10 goals as they finished in 6th position. Biley was then signed by Everton but he had a frustrating spell at Goodison Park scoring just three goals in 21 and left before the end of the 1981–82 for Stoke City. He played eight matches for Stoke scoring once which came in a 4–3 defeat away at Southampton.[3]

Biley then signed for Bobby Campbell's Portsmouth in 1982.[4] He became a hugely popular figure at Fratton Park helping the South Coast side to the Third Division title in 1982–83. After scoring 65 goals in 119 games for Pompey he left for Brighton & Hove Albion where he spent two seasons and then a short return to Cambridge United.[5] After a brief spell at Panionios he ended his career with a brief spell at Waterford United where he was signed by ex teammate Andy King. Biley made his League of Ireland debut on 15 January 1989 at Cork City but only made one other appearance for Waterford.

Managerial career

Biley was appointed manager of Eastern Counties League club Ely City in 1998 after the club had finished as runners-up in the league the previous season. However, the club were relegated at the end of the 1998–99 season, after which Biley resigned.[6] He later managed Potton United and Barton Rovers before resigning after four months to take over at Diss Town.

After leaving Diss, he managed Spalding United, from October [7] to December 2002,[8] later joining Wootton Blue Cross as assistant manager in June 2003.[9]

In February 2004, Biley joined Kettering Town as assistant manager, working under his former Derby County colleague Kevin Wilson.[10] Biley had two spells as assistant manager of Kettering, separated by a short spell as caretaker manager of Spalding United in February 2006,[11] before taking over as manager of Rothwell Town in November 2006.[12]

He resigned from his post at Rothwell in May 2007.[13] In 2007, Biley was once again re-united with Wilson as he became assistant manager of Corby Town, however, following a bad run on the back end of the year. In 2008, he went back to Spalding for a fourth time as manager; Spalding were on the verge of relegation to the United Counties League, but Biley kept them in the Northern Premier League. On 3 January 2014 Biley became assistant manager at struggling Southern League Premier Division club Bedford Town.

Career statistics

Source:[14]

  Club                     Season            League              FA Cup   League Cup   Other   Total
  ------------------------ ----------------- ------------------- -------- ------------ ------- ------- ------ ------- ------ ------- ---- ----
  Division                 Apps              Goals               Apps     Goals        Apps    Goals
  Cambridge United         1975–76           Fourth Division     12       3            0       0
  1976–77                  Fourth Division   46                  19       1            0       3
  1977–78                  Third Division    44                  21       2            2       3
  1978–79                  Second Division   41                  19       1            1       2
  1979–80                  Second Division   22                  12       1            0       2
  Total                    165               74                  5        3            12      4
  Derby County             1979–80           First Division      18       9            0       0
  1980–81                  Second Division   29                  10       2            0       2
  Total                    47                19                  2        0            2       0
  Everton                  1981–82           First Division      19       3            0       0
  Stoke City (loan)        1981–82           First Division      8        1            0       0
  Portsmouth               1982–83           Second Division     46       22           2       2
  1983–84                  Second Division   37                  16       2            0       4
  1984–85                  Second Division   22                  12       0            0       4
  Total                    105               50                  4        2            10      4
  Brighton & Hove Albion   1984–85           Second Division     13       4            0       0
  1985–86                  Second Division   22                  4        2            0       3
  Total                    35                8                   2        0            3       1
  Cambridge United         1986–87           Fourth Division     3        0            2       1
  Panionios                1987–88           Alpha Ethniki       2        0            0       0
  Waterford United         1988–89           League of Ireland   2        0            0       0
  Career Total             386               155                 16       6            30      9

    A.  The “Other” column constitutes appearances and goals in the Anglo-Scottish Cup.

Honours

Cambridge United

-   Football League Third Division runner-up: 1977–78
-   Football League Fourth Division champions: 1976–77

Portsmouth

-   Football League Third Division champions: 1982–83

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[6] History Ely City F.C.

[7] Biley's the new man for Tulips

[8] Chairman and manager go at Spalding

[9] Davidson puts together impressive backroom staff

[10] Old team-mates re-united at Rockingham Road

[11] Biley back at Kettering

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title: Alan Biley

question: How many teams did Biley play for in his career?

answer: Biley played for Cambridge United twice, for Derby County, Everton, Stoke City, Portsmouth, Brighton and Hove Albion, Panionios, Waterford United, and Cork City. So a total of nine.

question: Why did Biley decide to play football?


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The Associated Pressis reporting that a Virginia tourism board is initiating an emergency fund to compensate for a significant drop in business as a result of the Red Hen Restaurant refusing to serve White House Press Secretary Sarah Huckabee Sanders:

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Stephanie Wilkinson and family, owners of Red Hen restaurant.

  LEXINGTON, Va. (AP) — A small town in Virginia is trying to recover its image after The Red Hen restaurant famously refused to serve President Donald Trump’s spokeswoman, Sarah Huckabee Sanders.

  The Roanoke Times reported Sunday that a regional tourism board is pulling together emergency funds to boost its digital marketing campaign.

  Normally that money is saved. But officials agreed the region is in desperate need of positive coverage.

  The tourism board serves Lexington, where The Red Hen is located, and other communities that are about three hours from Washington.

  The Red Hen incident in June prompted thousands of a calls and emails to the tourism office. They’re still coming in. The office received a letter on Thursday from a Georgia family that wrote to say it would never return because of what happened. (link)

Gee, who didn’t see that coming?
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question: What is the source of this article?

answer: The Associated Press

question: Where does this take place?

answer: Lexington, Virginia

question: Who did the restaurant refuse to serve?

answer: Sarah Huckabee Sanders

question: Who owns the Red Hen Restaurant

answer: Stephanie Wilkinson and her family

question: Write a ~3 sentence summary.

answer: The Red Hen Restaurant in Lexington, Virginia refused to serve President Donald Trump’s spokeswoman, Sarah Huckabee Sanders. Since then, the restaurant and the town's tourist office have received thousands of calls and emails from angry people. The regional tourism board is using emergency funds for its digital marketing campaign.


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KNOX COUNTY is a county located in the U.S. state of Texas. As of the 2010 census, its population was 3,719.[1] Its county seat is Benjamin.[2] The county was created in 1858 and later organized in 1886.[3] It is named for Henry Knox, an American Revolutionary War general.[4]

The 1932 Texas Republican gubernatorial nominee, Orville Bullington, resided in Knox County and served as county attorney early in his career.

Knox County is represented in the Texas House of Representatives by the Republican James Frank, a businessman from Wichita Falls.

Geography

According to the U.S. Census Bureau, the county has a total area of , of which is land and (0.6%) is water.[5]

Major highways

-   [] [] U.S. Highway 82/State Highway 114
-   [] U.S. Highway 277
-   [] State Highway 6
-   [] State Highway 222

Adjacent counties

-   Foard County (north)
-   Baylor County (east)
-   Haskell County (south)
-   King County (west)
-   Stonewall County (southwest)

Notable geographic features

-   The Narrows

Demographics

As of the census[6] of 2000, there were 4,253 people, 1,690 households, and 1,166 families residing in the county. The population density was 5 people per square mile (2/km²). There were 2,129 housing units at an average density of 2 per square mile (1/km²). The racial makeup of the county was 74.35% White, 6.91% Black or African American, 1.08% Native American, 0.24% Asian, 0.09% Pacific Islander, 14.77% from other races, and 2.56% from two or more races. 25.09% of the population were Hispanic or Latino of any race.

There were 1,690 households, out of which 30.70% had children under the age of 18 living with them, 56.00% were married couples living together, 9.90% had a female householder with no husband present, and 31.00% were non-families. 29.60% of all households were made up of individuals, and 17.90% had someone living alone who was 65 years of age or older. The average household size was 2.44 and the average family size was 3.02.

In the county, the population was spread out, with 27.70% under the age of 18, 5.60% from 18 to 24, 22.90% from 25 to 44, 21.00% from 45 to 64, and 22.70% who were 65 years of age or older. The median age was 40 years. For every 100 females there were 89.40 males. For every 100 females age 18 and over, there were 87.80 males.

The median income for a household in the county was $25,453, and the median income for a family was $30,602. Males had a median income of $25,571 versus $20,865 for females. The per capita income for the county was $13,443. About 17.10% of families and 22.90% of the population were below the poverty line, including 35.20% of those under age 18 and 15.20% of those age 65 or over.

Education

The following school districts serve Knox County:

-   Benjamin ISD
-   Crowell ISD (mostly in Foard County; small portion in King County)
-   Knox City-O'Brien Consolidated ISD (partly in Haskell County)
-   Munday Consolidated ISD (small portions in Haskell and Throckmorton counties)
-   Seymour ISD (mostly in Baylor County)

Bobby Boatright Memorial Music Camp

The city of Goree in Knox County is the site of the annual Bobby Boatright Memorial Music Camp, an event for aspiring Western Swing musicians of all ages to showcase their musical talents. The camp's namesake was a fiddle player who was originally from Goree. The camp was profiled in a story that aired on July 21, 2010 on National Public Radio's Morning Edition program.[7]

Communities

Cities

-   Benjamin (county seat)
-   Goree
-   Munday

Town

-   Knox City

Unincorporated communities

-   Rhineland
-   Truscott
-   Vera

Politics

  Year                               Republican                                  Democratic                                  Third parties
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  style=“text-align:center;” |2016   style=“text-align:center;” |78.9% _1,078_   style=“text-align:center;” |18.1% _247_     3.1% _42_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2012   style=“text-align:center;” |76.8% _1,160_   style=“text-align:center;” |22.0% _332_     1.2% _18_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2008   style=“text-align:center;” |72.1% _986_     style=“text-align:center;” |26.8% _367_     1.1% _15_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2004   style=“text-align:center;” |69.7% _1,081_   style=“text-align:center;” |29.9% _464_     0.5% _7_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2000   style=“text-align:center;” |60.1% _947_     style=“text-align:center;” |39.2% _617_     0.8% _12_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1996   style=“text-align:center;” |39.0% _599_     style=“text-align:center;” |51.1% _785_     10.0% _153_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1992   style=“text-align:center;” |28.7% _521_     style=“text-align:center;” |47.1% _854_     24.2% _440_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1988   style=“text-align:center;” |42.9% _765_     style=“text-align:center;” |56.9% _1,013_   0.2% _4_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1984   style=“text-align:center;” |52.6% _1,027_   style=“text-align:center;” |47.2% _921_     0.2% _4_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1980   style=“text-align:center;” |39.8% _783_     style=“text-align:center;” |59.1% _1,163_   1.1% _22_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1976   style=“text-align:center;” |26.8% _551_     style=“text-align:center;” |72.7% _1,498_   0.5% _11_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1972   style=“text-align:center;” |63.8% _1,148_   style=“text-align:center;” |35.4% _638_     0.8% _14_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1968   style=“text-align:center;” |27.3% _580_     style=“text-align:center;” |57.5% _1,222_   15.3% _325_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1964   style=“text-align:center;” |19.8% _439_     style=“text-align:center;” |80.0% _1,773_   0.2% _4_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1960   style=“text-align:center;” |34.8% _729_     style=“text-align:center;” |65.1% _1,365_   0.2% _4_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1956   style=“text-align:center;” |39.8% _835_     style=“text-align:center;” |60.1% _1,262_   0.1% _3_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1952   style=“text-align:center;” |39.9% _1,033_   style=“text-align:center;” |60.1% _1,556_   0.0% _1_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1948   style=“text-align:center;” |7.8% _157_      style=“text-align:center;” |89.2% _1,792_   2.9% _59_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1944   style=“text-align:center;” |7.3% _156_      style=“text-align:center;” |83.3% _1,785_   9.4% _201_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1940   style=“text-align:center;” |13.0% _253_     style=“text-align:center;” |87.0% _1,699_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1936   style=“text-align:center;” |8.6% _171_      style=“text-align:center;” |91.2% _1,823_   0.3% _6_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1932   style=“text-align:center;” |6.0% _102_      style=“text-align:center;” |93.8% _1,600_   0.2% _4_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1928   style=“text-align:center;” |55.7% _992_     style=“text-align:center;” |44.0% _784_     0.3% _5_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1924   style=“text-align:center;” |23.5% _455_     style=“text-align:center;” |72.3% _1,399_   4.2% _81_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1920   style=“text-align:center;” |15.4% _159_     style=“text-align:center;” |75.1% _773_     9.5% _98_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1916   style=“text-align:center;” |6.1% _64_       style=“text-align:center;” |83.8% _884_     10.1% _107_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1912   style=“text-align:center;” |3.7% _32_       style=“text-align:center;” |75.1% _643_     21.2% _181_

  : PRESIDENTIAL ELECTIONS RESULTS[8]

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[7] Highlights, transcript, and audio links to NPR story on the Bobby Boatright Memorial Music Camp that aired 07/21/10

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title: Knox County, Texas

question: What does the article say about historical figures?

answer: Knox County was named for Henry Knox, an American Revolutionary War general. Orville Bullington, the 1932 Texas Republican gubernatorial nominee, resided in Knox County and served as county attorney. The Bobby Boatright Memorial Music Camp is named after a fiddle player from Goree.

question: What does the article say about the county during the 2020s?


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_EDITOR'S NOTE_: _Church News Editor Sarah Jane Weaver, together with Deseret News staff Writer Tad Walch, is chronicling the South American ministry of President Russell M. Nelson of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and the impact the Church is having in various countries. She reports today from Paraguay._

ASUNCION, Paraguay — Looking across the crowded convention center hall in Asuncion, Paraguay, President Russell M. Nelson spoke to the thousands of brightly-clad Latter-day Saints about the miracle unfolding before them.

There was not one Church member in South America at the time of the 94-year-old prophet’s birth in 1924. Today, South America’s diverse and capable Latter-day Saint membership numbers more than 4 million, said President Nelson during the meeting, held at the Bourbon Hotel Convention Center.

“And the best is yet ahead,” said President Nelson, speaking to reporters after the event. “We are just looking at the beginning now. It is a process.”

Paraguay is the third stop on the South American global ministry tour — which began Oct. 20 in Lima, Peru, with members and missionaries meetings as well an official visit with the Peru President Martin Vizcarra. The following day, Oct. 21, President Nelson addressed an evening devotional in La Paz, Bolivia.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gXbWu_1BA0I&feature=youtu.be

President Nelson is accompanied on the second leg of the tour by his wife, Sister Wendy Nelson; Elder Gary E. Stevenson of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles and his wife, Sister Lesa Stevenson, and Elder Benjamín De Hoyos and his wife, Sister Evelia De Hoyos. Elder De Hoyos is a General Authority Seventy and president of the Church's South America South Area, which includes Paraguay.

“We shall always remember what we see here tonight,” President Nelson said, looking out at the capacity congregation. “We feel your great faith.”

The love of a prophet

The meeting marked the third time in three days that President Nelson spoke to large congregations in Spanish.

“Why? Because I love them,” President Nelson said.

Elder Stevenson said when receiving this assignment, he never imagined he would need a translation headset to hear the words of the prophet.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TH41H_gIo9E&feature=youtu.be

“The Latter-day Saints of Peru, of Bolivia, of Paraguay love the Lord’s prophet,” said Elder Stevenson.

“They love President Nelson. It is palpable as you watch them and watch their eyes. And the second piece is deeply connected. The prophet loves the people, the Saints of Peru, of Bolivia, of Paraguay."

An unforgettable memory

Before the devotional address, President and Sister Nelson and Elder and Sister Stevenson met with missionaries from the two missions in Paraguay.

Sister Nelson said she could see and feel the light of the gospel in the missionaries, testifying of the Savior, Jesus Christ.

One sister missionary shook President Nelson’s hand as a tear fell to her cheek. “I want to thank that sister for her testimony,” said Sister Nelson. “I will never forget it.”

[President Russell M. Nelson of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and his wife, Sister Wendy Nelson, greet missionaries in Asuncion, Paraguay, on Monday, Oct. 22, 2018.]
President Russell M. Nelson of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and his wife, Sister Wendy Nelson, greet missionaries in Asuncion, Paraguay, on Monday, Oct. 22, 2018. Credit: Jeffrey D. Allred, Deseret News, Deseret News
The Paraguayan people are so “wonderful and loving,” she added. “They are children of Lehi and Sariah.”

She told the missionaries that Lehi and Sariah — a Book of Mormon couple whose children started the Nephite and Lamanite peoples of that ancient American record — care about what they are doing every day.

Not many people will know what “a sacred place Paraguay is for you,” Sister Nelson told the missionaries. “It is the place you will become more and more of your true self.”

A worthwhile sacrifice

Two months ago, when Elder Nefi Reyes of Tujunga, California, and Elder Kon Robinson of Blackfoot, Idaho, learned President and Sister Nelson were coming to Paraguay, they immediately asked an important question: “How will we get there?”

The companionship of the Paraguay Asuncion North Mission are assigned to serve in Bahia Negra, an area surrounded by dirt roads that make travel impossible during the rainy season.

  We feel your great faith.

To participate in the missionary meeting and devotional, the elders rode on a boat for 38 hours, followed by a 10-hour bus ride. Mosquitoes filled the cramped quarters of the boat, and it rained for their entire journey.

“It was really hard,” Elder Reyes said. “Even though our trip was long, it was a great blessing to be here.”

It was so worth it, in fact, Elder Reyes said he would do it again.

Noting that the missionaries have to return to their area of service, Elder Robinson looked at his companion and said, “We will have to do it again.”

From prophecy to reality

Margarita Riveros, who was born and raised Asuncion, began investigating the Church in 1974. She was baptized June 12, 1975. Four years later her husband, Guillermo Riveros Alas, began serving as a branch president. When the first stake was created a year after her conversion, Riveros Alas was called to serve as a bishop. When a second stake was created, he was called to serve as stake president.

Alfredo Salas, area director of public affairs, said just as Elder Melvin J. Ballard prophesied in 1925, the Church has grown in Paraguay and other locations across South America.

He noted Elder Ballard “said the South America Mission would become a power in the Church. Today that has become a reality.”

But, he added, “I still feel like there is more to come.”

The right companion

President and Sister Nelson, Elder and Sister Stevenson, and Elder and Sister De Hoyos met with a handful of young single adults before the devotional and answered questions.

Fernanda Campos of Paraguay asked President Nelson: “How do we know if the person we are choosing to be our eternal companion is the right one, in light of the many divorces we are seeing, even among people already sealed in the temple?”

[Attendees listen during a devotional in Asuncion, Paraguay, on Monday, Oct. 22, 2018.]
Attendees listen during a devotional in Asuncion, Paraguay, on Monday, Oct. 22, 2018. Credit: Jeffrey D. Allred, Deseret News, Deseret News
President Nelson told the young single adults the answer lies in the difference between a promise and a covenant. “A promise can be made to you without any effort on your part,” he said. A covenant is made between two individuals and God, with all three being active participants.

Campos is a second generation Latter-day Saint whose family has gone through periods of Church activity and inactivity. In her dating relations, she will now focus on preparing to make covenants, she said.

“I never imagined I would be able to see (President Nelson) and ask him a question because he is a prophet,” she said. “I love him. I sustain him. I admire him.”

Following the prophet

Elder Stevenson said “a connecting thread” he has observed from President Nelson on this trip is his ability witness the “love the children have for (President Nelson) and the love he has for them.

“We were touched tonight as the meeting finished and the children gathering around him. It was for me reminiscent of the Savior, and His love for children."

[President Russell M. Nelson of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and his wife, Sister Wendy Nelson, hug children after a devotional in Asuncion, Paraguay, on Monday, Oct. 22, 2018.]
President Russell M. Nelson of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and his wife, Sister Wendy Nelson, hug children after a devotional in Asuncion, Paraguay, on Monday, Oct. 22, 2018. Credit: Jeffrey D. Allred, Deseret News, Deseret News
Speaking to Church media, President Nelson added, “Isn’t it interesting the children get it? They get it. We did not ask them to come, their parents didn’t push them forward, they just came. That just tells you about the spirits that are in those little bodies. They have been reserved for this latter day.”

Elder Stevenson said watching President Nelson so far on the South America ministry tour has taught him two things: The Latter-day Saints of Peru, Bolivia and Paraguay love the Lord’s prophet. The second is that President Nelson loves the Latter-day Saints of those three countries.

question: Describe the organizational structure of the Church of the Latter Day Saints based on the information in the article.

answer: Leaders of the church are allowed to be married, unlike Catholic priests, and their wives hold the title of sister. There appears to be no age limit on how long they can serve as the President, who is also the Prophet, is 94 years old. While the position of president is likely to be passed on when Nelson retires, it is possible that the position of prophet is something exclusive to him. Similar to a corporation, there are branches and administrative divisions in the church and a leader can hold multiple positions. The President for the South America South Area also has a position as an Elder in the General Authority Seventy. Another upper-tier group for Elders which is the Quorum of Twelve apostles and it is likely that other Elders serve in a variety of similar tiered positions. Missionaries refer to the majority of the members and they are led by branch Presidents. They can be elevated to the position of bishop and/or stake president.


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David Davis will tell business leaders in Austria that fears the Conservatives will plunge Britain into a “Mad Max-style world borrowed from dystopian fiction” after leaving the EU are unfounded.

The Brexit secretary will claim that Theresa May’s government wants to oversee a race to the top in global standards, listing workers’ rights, City regulation, animal welfare and the environment as areas for potential improvement.

In the latest speech in the government’s “road to Brexit” series, Davis will say: “We will continue our track record of meeting high standards after we leave the European Union. Now, I know that for one reason or another there are some people who have sought to question that these really are our intentions … these fears about a race to the bottom are based on nothing – not history, not intention nor interest.”

British officials highlighted a recent warning in a European commission presentation to member states relating to workplace safety standards that appeared to suggest UK workers could be at higher risk of cancer after Brexit.

One slide suggested that the UK might cut “levels of occupational safety and health” leading to “higher exposure to chemicals and carcinogens”, and that workers could have their consultation rights cut to reduce delays for collective dismissals.

Davis will use the speech to hit back at that suggestion, outlining UK hopes that “mutual recognition” of regulations will continue after Brexit.

He will add: “They fear that Brexit could lead to an Anglo-Saxon race to the bottom. With Britain plunged into a Mad Max-style world borrowed from dystopian fiction. These fears about a race to the bottom are based on nothing, not history, not intention, nor interest.”

The minister’s attempt to reassure critics of the process for leaving the EU follow comments from Damian Green, until recently the prime minister’s de facto deputy, that could ramp up tensions over Brexit within the Conservative party.

In a BBC Radio 4 documentary, he questioned the ability of some pro-Brexit colleagues to “accept evidence” of the economic risks of leaving the EU, and said the government ought to publish such analysis in full after it is produced.

“I do reject all the conspiracy theories that suggest there’s some sort of plot inside the official machine to thwart the will of the people,” added Green, after a row in parliament in which high-profile Tory MPs questioned the impartiality of civil servants.

Davis’s speech on standards sets out some of the key issues to be discussed by cabinet ministers at May’s Chequers away day on Thursday.

The team, which includes ardent Brexiters and others who campaigned to remain, are coalescing around the idea of a system in which Britain will argue in favour of aligning with the EU in some areas but immediately diverging in others.

Davis’s reassurances on continued high standards coincide with a report by the Institute for Public Policy Research that suggests minimal support for deregulation.

An IPPR/Opinium poll found that more than 60% of the public want to retain or tighten the rules on vehicle fuel emissions, rising to more than 70% for renewable energy targets, the working time directive and a cap on bankers’ bonuses, and more than 80% for consumer cancellation rights. Only a tiny proportion say they would be happy to relax or remove such conditions.

The report, which argues in favour of staying closer to the European model of trade rather than the US one, also warns that there are signs that the UK wants to deregulate.

It highlights: the fact that the EU largely sets minimum standards not maximum ones; that many senior figures have argued strongly in favour of deregulation; and that the UK may not have the resources to keep up with changes to EU regulations after Brexit so will converge “by accident rather than design”.

It also says that the UK, as a “mid-sized economy”, can only maximise its trading benefits by aligning to a larger bloc, with the EU or US being the obvious options.

Tom Kibasi, the director of the IPPR, said: “Our research shows there is no appetite for deregulation post-Brexit. Regulatory divergence is both anti-worker and anti-business, so it should be no surprise that the public don’t want it.

“Our proposal for the ‘shared market’, where Britain and the single market would be aligned and in a customs union, remains the best way to secure our economic interests while honouring the vote to leave.”

Government officials admitted that Davis’s call for “higher standards” did not mean there would be no deregulation, suggesting that Brexit would allow the UK to regulate in a different manner.

One senior EU diplomat said everyone wanted frictionless trade, and that it would arguably help if the UK adopted EU standards on a broad scale.

“But even with this, this will not alter the fact that there will be a border between us. And that there will be enforcement of such a border in terms of not only tariffs, but verification that the UK actually meets the standards they need to export into the EU,” he said, also listing checks for counterfeited goods or trafficking.

The international trade secretary, Liam Fox, will also stress the benefits of high standards in a speech to the manufacturing industry on Tuesday, calling UK-produced goods “a kitemark of quality, innovation and world-leading technological advances”.

Fox will tell business leaders at the EEF conference that there will be a “functioning trade regime on day one” after Brexit.

question: What does the text say about Damian Green?

answer: Until recently, Damian Green was the prime minister's de facto deputy. In a recent documentary, Green questioned the ability of some pro-Brexit colleagues to "accept evidence" of the economic risks of leaving the EU, and argued that the government should publish such analysis in full after it is produced. He also rejected the conspiracy theories that suggest there is a plot within the government to subvert the will of the people.

question: What does the text say about Davis's upcoming speech?

answer: In his speech, Davis plans to tell business leaders in Austria that the fears that Brexit will plunge Britain into a "Mad Max-style world borrowed from dystopian fiction" are unfounded. He will claim that Theresa May's government wants to oversee a race to the top in global standards, particularly in workers' rights, city regulation, animal welfare, and the environment.

question: What does the text say about the reasons in favor of Brexit?


text:
# You sit down on a bridge on a crowded tourist street in YANGSHUO, CHINA.

# A beggar approaches you. His eyes are locked on yours. They are hard and cold; it is as if they do not know laughter. He is silent and walks with a cane. His feet are in bad shape. His fly is unzipped, and his face wears a few days' black hair.

# He motions with his hands for you to give him money. Do you comply? (Y/N)

# N: Do you speak to him? (Y/N)

# Y: You walk with him down the street. His pace is slow. Chinese tourists give you dirty looks and Western tourists are bewildered.
# A Chinese restauranteur gets your attention. "Don't help him," he says. He sits in front of a restaurant with the gaudy title: WESTERN STEAKHOUSE. He wears
# decent clothes.
# "He does this every day. I think he makes more than you or I."
# Respond? (Y/N)
# Y: "Not _as_ much as you or I."
# "Well, maybe not as much as you," he says.
# Your ANNOYANCE rises. (30/100). Respond? (Y/N)
# Y: "What do you do to deserve more than him? You sit out here watching the street. You do the books at night. At least he walks around. His feet are bad,
# he can't walk. He doesn't speak. Perhaps he performs, but is that a sin? Does he not deserve to live in this world like us?
# "Anyway, probably he's lonely more than anything."

# %

# "You sit at a cafe, writing. You hear a shout: \"GOOD MORNING!\". It is the silent beggar from before."
# Respond? (Y/N)
# Y: "So you can speak."
# He laughs. "我要钱 [I want money]," he says. Respond? (Y/N).
# Y: "嗯。 你饿不饿？[Oh, are you hungry?]."
# "嗯 [Yes]," he says.
# He motions for you to walk with him. (Y/N).
# Y: You walk further down the street. He stops at a stand selling stick-on tattoos. He looks at you and at the tattoos, a smile on his face.
# Suddenly he is an ugly, goofy joker involving you in a conspiracy.
# Do you go along with it? (Y/N)
# Y: You reach for your wallet. The proprietor of the tattoo stand looks at you, exasperated. While thumbing past the hundreds and fifties to find a five,
# you make conversation with the beggar.
# "你有家人吗？ [Do you have a family?]"
# He nods, the goofy smile on his face.
# "那你为什么不... [Then why don't you...]"
# You find the five, and you hand it to him. His face bursts into glee. You wend through the crowd, shamefaced, shoving your wallet back into your pants.

title: Sketch about traveling in China, choose your own adventure style [RF]

question: Is this a tour guide?

answer: It seem to be some type of a guide.

question: Why are there questions?

question: Is the person (you) a

question: What is the purpose of this text?

question: Write a ~3 sentence summary.

answer: You encounter a man. You have a series of choices regarding your interaction with him. There are two different scenarios in which you decide how to react based on some prompting questions.