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Jillian will be using her deep network and industry experience to support the budding decentralized AI movement.

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Recently, we introduced our new social media manager, Kat Von B. Our goal is to reach millions of additional people this year, including AI developers, entrepreneurs, and decentralization supporters.

Today, we want to introduce our latest team member, Jillian Windman, who has been PROMOTING BLOCKCHAIN INITIATIVES AND EVENTS FOR NEARLY THREE YEARS, most recently organizing the World Blockchain Forums which took place in London, Dubai, and Brussels.

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Our new Event Lead, Jillian Windman, alongside two of the many large-scale conferences she has organized

Before entering the blockchain space, Jillian spent six years working events for major corporations such as COCA COLA, NUTELLA, AMERICAN EXPRESS, GREY GOOSE, BUDWEISER, GOOGLE, TD BANK, FACEBOOK, INSTAGRAM, AND MORE. Her experience organizing small- and large-scale events, supporting global communities, and leading enterprise marketing will play a key role in creating awareness for decentralized AI this year.

Mobilizing Adoption of SingularityNET

We’ve already spoken at dozens of blockchain and AI events — not to mention our appearance at the World Economic Forum in Davos — but these contributions to the decentralization of AI are only the beginning.

Jillian will be focused on driving awareness, adoption, and participation for a decentralized AI future. This year, we will:

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    Send our Executives to conferences and events around the world to speak about the design and opportunity of a decentralized AI protocol.
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    Host meet-ups, events, and conferences focused on promoting AI and decentralization technologies — repeating the importance of making AI a global commons.
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    Work directly with our communities (crypto, AI, enterprise, etc.) to determine exactly what kind of events we can create to support their needs.

Jillian knows the blockchain space well, so send her a message and say hello!

  “So far, I’ve had the opportunity to work directly with, not only the marketing team, but SingularityNET’s growing executive team, business development team, amazing community, and more. As the new EVENT LEAD, I’ll be working with our skilled marketing team to drive attention to the exciting future of SingularityNET.” — Jillian Windman, SingularityNET, Event Lead

Returning to Community Roots for SingularityNET

In previous posts, we highlighted how our goal is to become the go-to provider of AI resources for the blockchain industry and DAPPs everywhere. Still, our goal for SingularityNET was always to BENEFIT THE PUBLIC AT LARGE, not just our first adopters.

In addition to the network’s development and enterprise adoption, 2018 will be a year focused on expanding the public’s awareness of the need for decentralized AI. And while our internal team will play a role, our network will be the ultimate deciders of whether SingularityNET and the decentralization of AI succeeds or fails.

  “We truly believe that our community is essential to this project’s success, and we are excited to work not only with you, but for you. The community is everything to us.” — Jillian Windman, SingularityNET, Event Lead

Say Hello or Book an Event!

Jillian will be working hard to promote SingularityNET, reaching major influencers and the public at large. She will also be coordinating all speaking engagements for our executive team.

If you’d like to say hi or want to explore event opportunities, you can reach out to Jillian via Telegram at @jillianwindman or via email at jillian@singularitynet.io

question: What experiences does Jillian Windman bring to the blockchain space?

answer: As Jillian Windham enters the blockchain space, her contributions will include experience organizing small and large events, supporting global communities and leading enterprise marketing. She will be driving awareness for a decentralized AI future. Her experience with major corporations have been with Coca Cola, Nutella, American Express, Grey Goose, Budweiser, Google, TD Bank, Facebook and Instagram.


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JEFFERSON COUNTY is a county located in the U.S. state of Mississippi; its western border is formed by the Mississippi River. As of the 2010 census, the population was 7,726,[1] making it the third-least populous county in Mississippi. Its county seat is Fayette.[2] The county is named for U.S. President Thomas Jefferson.[3]

Originally developed as cotton plantations in the antebellum era, the rural county has struggled with a declining economy and reduced population since the mechanization of agriculture and urbanization of other areas. In 2018 its estimated population of 7,106 was roughly one-third of the population peak in 1900. Within the United States, in 2009 rural Jefferson County had the highest percentage of African-Americans of any county. It was the fourth-poorest county in the nation.[4]

Geography

According to the U.S. Census Bureau, the county has a total area of , of which is land and (1.4%) is water.[5]

Major highways

-   [] U.S. Highway 61
-   [] Mississippi Highway 28
-   [] Mississippi Highway 33

Adjacent counties

-   Claiborne County (north)
-   Copiah County (northeast)
-   Lincoln County (southeast)
-   Franklin County (south)
-   Adams County (southwest)
-   Tensas Parish, Louisiana (west)

National protected areas

-   Homochitto National Forest (part)
-   Natchez Trace Parkway (part)

Demographics

As of the 2010 United States Census, there were 7,726 people living in the county. 85.7% were Black or African American, 13.7% White, 0.2% Native American and 0.3% of two or more races. 0.4% were Hispanic or Latino (of any race).

As of the census[6] of 2000, there were 9,740 people, 3,308 households, and 2,338 families living in the county. The population density was 19 people per square mile (7/km²). There were 3,819 housing units at an average density of 7 per square mile (3/km²). The racial makeup of the county was 13.06% White, 86.49% Black or African American, 0.08% Native American, 0.10% Asian, 0.01% Pacific Islander, 0.02% from other races, and 0.24% from two or more races. 0.66% of the population were Hispanic or Latino of any race. Jefferson County has the highest percentage of black residents of any U.S. county.

There were 3,308 households, out of which 36.60% had children under the age of 18 living with them, 36.00% were married couples living together, 28.50% had a female householder with no husband present, and 29.30% were non-families. 27.10% of all households were made up of individuals, and 10.10% had someone living alone who was 65 years of age or older. The average household size was 2.75 and the average family size was 3.36.

In the county, the population was much younger than the national average with 28.80% under the age of 18, 12.10% from 18 to 24, 28.50% from 25 to 44, 19.60% from 45 to 64, and 10.90% who were 65 years of age or older. The median age was 32 years. For every 100 females there were 99.00 males. For every 100 females age 18 and over, there were 99.00 males.

The median income for a household in the county was $18,447, and the median income for a family was $23,188. Males had a median income of $25,726 versus $18,000 for females. The per capita income for the county was $9,709. About 32.50% of families and 36.00% of the population were below the poverty line, including 46.00% of those under age 18 and 34.40% of those age 65 or over.

In 2009, Jefferson County has the lowest per capita income in Mississippi and the 17th lowest in the United States.[7]

Education

Jefferson County School District operates public schools.

Communities

City

-   Fayette (county seat)

Unincorporated communities

-   Cannonsburg
-   Church Hill
-   Harriston
-   Lorman
-   McBride
-   Perth
-   Red Lick
-   Union Church

Ghost towns or defunct

-   Ashland
-   Gum Ridge
-   Old Greenville, original county seat (c 1799–1825); on the Natchez Trace
-   Rodney
-   Selsertown, another Natchez Trace town
-   Uniontown

Politics

Jefferson County, unlike the state of Mississippi but like Western Mississippi, is overwhelmingly Democratic, and has supported Democratic candidates in presidential elections with at least 80% of the vote since Bill Clinton in 1992, who won 79%. Republicans have not garnered even 25% of the vote in presidential elections since 1972. The last Republican to win the county was Barry Goldwater. Although Goldwater lost nationally in a landslide, he carried the state of Mississippi (and also Jefferson County) in a landslide, winning over 90% of the vote and carrying every county. Jefferson County supported him with 95% of the vote.

  Year                               Republican                                  Democratic                                  Third parties
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  style=“text-align:center;” |2016   style=“text-align:center;” |12.7% _490_     style=“text-align:center;” |86.5% _3,337_   0.9% _33_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2012   style=“text-align:center;” |10.6% _468_     style=“text-align:center;” |89.1% _3,951_   0.3% _14_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2008   style=“text-align:center;” |12.3% _551_     style=“text-align:center;” |86.7% _3,883_   1.0% _44_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2004   style=“text-align:center;” |18.2% _630_     style=“text-align:center;” |81.3% _2,821_   0.5% _18_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2000   style=“text-align:center;” |17.6% _600_     style=“text-align:center;” |81.8% _2,786_   0.7% _22_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1996   style=“text-align:center;” |15.7% _489_     style=“text-align:center;” |81.2% _2,531_   3.2% _99_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1992   style=“text-align:center;” |16.0% _562_     style=“text-align:center;” |79.4% _2,796_   4.7% _164_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1988   style=“text-align:center;” |20.6% _702_     style=“text-align:center;” |79.2% _2,693_   0.2% _6_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1984   style=“text-align:center;” |21.9% _856_     style=“text-align:center;” |77.9% _3,049_   0.2% _7_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1980   style=“text-align:center;” |20.2% _751_     style=“text-align:center;” |77.1% _2,871_   2.7% _102_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1976   style=“text-align:center;” |22.8% _782_     style=“text-align:center;” |74.8% _2,562_   2.4% _82_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1972   style=“text-align:center;” |43.4% _1,131_   style=“text-align:center;” |55.9% _1,457_   0.8% _20_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1968   style=“text-align:center;” |4.4% _147_      style=“text-align:center;” |62.8% _2,121_   32.9% _1,112_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1964   style=“text-align:center;” |94.8% _1,258_   style=“text-align:center;” |5.2% _69_       style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1960   style=“text-align:center;” |12.5% _137_     style=“text-align:center;” |20.9% _229_     66.5% _728_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1956   style=“text-align:center;” |19.7% _189_     style=“text-align:center;” |45.7% _440_     34.6% _333_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1952   style=“text-align:center;” |53.1% _610_     style=“text-align:center;” |46.9% _539_     0.0% _0_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1948   style=“text-align:center;” |1.4% _14_       style=“text-align:center;” |1.5% _15_       97.1% _967_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1944   style=“text-align:center;” |3.2% _25_       style=“text-align:center;” |96.8% _766_     style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1940   style=“text-align:center;” |0.9% _7_        style=“text-align:center;” |99.1% _801_     style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1936   style=“text-align:center;” |1.0% _9_        style=“text-align:center;” |98.9% _884_     0.1% _1_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1932   style=“text-align:center;” |3.1% _24_       style=“text-align:center;” |96.3% _753_     0.6% _5_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1928   style=“text-align:center;” |7.1% _63_       style=“text-align:center;” |93.0% _830_     style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1924   style=“text-align:center;” |9.1% _50_       style=“text-align:center;” |90.9% _497_     style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1920   style=“text-align:center;” |3.2% _14_       style=“text-align:center;” |96.6% _430_     0.2% _1_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1916   style=“text-align:center;” |0.7% _3_        style=“text-align:center;” |99.1% _456_     0.2% _1_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1912   style=“text-align:center;” |0.5% _2_        style=“text-align:center;” |94.7% _408_     4.9% _21_

  : PRESIDENTIAL ELECTIONS RESULTS[8]

Notable people

-   Abijah Hunt, merchant who lived in Old Greenville during the Territorial Period, and owned a chain of stores and public cotton gins along the Natchez Trace[9]
-   David Hunt, Antebellum planter who lived on Woodlawn Plantation in Jefferson County, and became one of 12 planter millionaires in the Natchez District before the American Civil War.
-   Zachary Taylor, U.S. President, planter, and soldier who often stayed on his plantation, Cypress Grove in Jefferson County, between 1840 and 1848.

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title: Jefferson County, Mississippi

question: What does the text say about how to put up a business in Mississippi?

question: What does the text say about Jefferson County, Mississippi?

answer: Jefferson County is located in the U.S state of Mississippi. Fayette is the county seat. As of the 2010 census, the population was 7,726, making it the third-least populous county in Mississippi. Originally developed as a cotton plantation in the antebellum era, the rural county has struggled with a declining economy and reduced population since the mechanization of agriculture and the urbanization of other areas. In 2018, its estimated population was even lower than 2010 at 7,106 and was roughly one-third of its peak in 1900. In 2009, Jefferson County had the highest percentage of African-Americans of any county in the United States and was the fourth-poorest county in the nation. U.S. Highway 61, Mississippi Highways 28 and 33 pass through Jefferson. The county has portions of Nationally protected areas such as Homochitto National Forest and Natchez Trace Parkway. The Jefferson County School District operates public schools in the area.

question: Summarize the most interesting facts about Jefferson County.

answer: The county is named for U.S. President Thomas Jefferson. The county has several ghost towns (defunct towns), including Ashland, Gum Ridge, Rodney, Selsertown, and Uniontown. Old Greenville, the original county seat of the county from 1799 to 1825, is now a ghost town. The county's western border is formed by the Mississippi River and about 1.4% of the total land area is water. Jefferson County, like Western Mississippi, is overwhelmingly Democratic (unlike the state). It has supported Democratic candidates in presidential elections with at least 80% of the vote since Bill Clinton in 1992. The last Republican to win the county was Barry Goldwater (he also carried Mississippi in a landslide). Some notable people who lived in Jefferson County include Abijah Hunt (a merchant during the Territorial Period), David Hunt (Antebellum planter before the Civil War), and U.S. President Zachary Taylor, who stayed on his plantation, Cypress Grove, between 1840 and 1848.

question: What does the text say about Jefferson County's demographics?

answer: As of the 2010 U.S. Census, there were 7,726 people living in the county. The racial makeup was 85.7% were Black or African American, 13.7% White, 0.2% Native American and 0.3% of two or more races. 0.4% were Hispanic or Latino (of any race). Jefferson County has the highest percentage of black residents of any U.S. county. Based on the 2000 census, there were 9,740 people, 28.80% of which were under the age of 18 and much younger than the national average. The rest of the numbers show 12.10% from 18 to 24, 28.50% from 25 to 44, 19.60% from 45 to 64, and 10.90% who were 65 years of age or older. The median age was 32 years. The median income for a household in the county was $18,447, and the median income for a family was $23,188. The per capita income for the county was $9,709. About 32.50% of families and 36.00% of the population were below the poverty line, including 46.00% of those under age 18 and 34.40% of those aged 65 or over. In 2009, Jefferson County had the lowest per capita income in Mississippi and the 17th lowest in the United States.


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_GENTLEMAN_ is a 2020 Indian Kannada crime-action film written and directed by Jadesh Kumar Hampi and[1] produced by Guru Deshpande under his banner Guru Deshpande Productions (G Cinemas).[2][3][4] It features Prajwal Devraj[5][6][7] and Nishvika Naidu[8][9] along with Sanchari Vijay in the lead roles. The supporting cast includes Aradhya, N. Chandra, Tabala Nani and Aruna Balraj. The score and soundtrack for the film is by B.Ajaneesh Loknath and the cinematography is by Aroor Sudhakaran. The editing for the film is done by Venkatesh UDV.

Plot

Bharath Kumar (Prajwal Devaraj). Bharath, who works in an electronics showroom, suffers from a rare disorder — sleeping beauty syndrome, which is said to occur in one among a million people. It makes one fall asleep for 18 hours a day, leaving just six hours for the rest of their activities, including work. , these sweet lines, often told by Varu, his brother's daughter, help him chase conman Johnny (Prashanth Siddhi), who abducts the child (Aaradhya). In a parallel track, the film explores the ova scam involving a mafia dealing in human egg cells. The film starts on a slow note, establishing the various characters, Bharath's family, the company he works at while handling his sleeping disorder, and the many challenges he faces as a result of his condition. In between all this, he also finds love in Tapasvini (Nishvika Naidu), a dietician. Her parents are trying to find her a match, and she finds a suitable groom in Bharath. However, the latter is not ready to reveal his health issue, due to a fear of losing her. An untoward incident reveals the truth to Tapasvini. She initially distances herself from Bharath, for not opening up to her, only to return to him later. The reason for her decision forms one part of the story. On the other hand, the plot brings to light the embryo trade. Bharath has to dig deeper into the circumstances around his brother's (Pranav) accident, with the help of inspector Shivmurthy (Sanchari Vijay) and doctor Swaminathan Rai (Arjun), only to uncover some startling truths. How this 'gentleman' goes on to take revenge leads us to an action-packed climax.

Cast

-   Prajwal Devaraj[10][11][12] as Bharath
-   Nishvika Naidu as Tapasswini
-   Sanchari Vijay as Inspector Shivmurthy [13]
-   Aradhaya.N.Chadra as Bharath's niece
-   Tabala Nani as Traffic Inspector
-   Aruna Balraj as Tapasswini's mother
-   Bharath Kalyan as Bharat brother
-   Hanumanthegowda Tapasswini's Father
-   Prashanth Siddi as Johnny
-   Govinde Gowda as Constable Nagappa
-   Vijay Chendoor as Auto-Driver

Soundtrack

The film's background score and the soundtracks are composed by B.Ajaneesh Loknath . The music rights were acquired by Ananda Audio.

Production

The principal photography of the film was held on 25 October 2018.[14] The film had Prajwal Devraj in the lead and Nishvika Naidu as female lead.[15] The team later had Ajaneesh Loknath to score background score for the film. The second schedule of the movie was started on 6 May 2019[16]

Release

The film released its first look poster on 4 July 2018 on account of the actor's birthday[17] the first song of the film was released on 27 December 2019.[18] Second song from the film was out on 16 January 2020[19] The trailer of the film was released by Punneth Rajkumar and Dhruva Sarja on 6 January 2020[20][21] The film's wake up theme song sung by Anthony Dasan was released on 27 January 2019.[22] Before the release the film had sold its Tamil and Telugu remake rights.[23][24][25][26] The film was released on 7 February 2020.

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title: Gentleman (2020 film)

question: How well did critics receive the movie?

question: What are the challenges Bharath Kumar faces?

answer: Bharath Kumar has a rare condition known as sleeping beauty syndrome, affecting one in a million people. Due to this, he spends up to 18 hours of the day sleeping, leaving him with only six hours of work time each day. Fearing he'll lose the love of his life, Tapasvini, he decides to keep his condition under wraps. It is only when an unthinkable incident reveals the truth about his condition that Tapasvini's relationship with him seems damaged. Also, Bharath looks into his brother's accident and discovers some shocking revelations.


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I’ll Never Let You Go
Today was the day. Today was the day I had decide I was going to leave her.
My alarm clock went off as routine went. Wake up, get ready for work, and come home. I was tired. My life was so repetitive I couldn’t take it anymore. I was nothing but a machine at this point. However, her. She was amazing. She’s always been beside me. No matter the hard times and shortcomings, she always stayed. I didn’t deserve her.
This morning was no different than any other. With the alarm clock going off, she would roll over and hit the snooze. She would nuzzle up to me.
“Just five more minutes,” She said.
I starred into the ceiling of our bedroom. The early morning sunlight flooded through our apartment window. I tried counting the speckles on the plaster, but it made no difference. I had to make a choice.
What she didn’t realize is that I was struggling with failure. While she was always supportive, times had begun to get hard. Bills were starting to pile up and I didn’t want her to follow me down this path.
She was amazing that was for sure. I looked at her. I ran my fingers through her brown hair. She nuzzled closer underneath my arm. I had to make a choice.
I raised up and began my process of getting ready for work. I went to the bathroom and began my hygiene routine. She came into the bathroom and hugged me from behind.
“Don’t go into to work today. Just call in,” She said this and kissed my back.
How did I ever deserve someone as sweet as her? I thought this to myself and continued. I ignored her and finished getting ready for work. She walked away and headed to the kitchen.
It was mere minutes after I had dressed myself, I went to the kitchen and seen a well-prepared breakfast. I saw the plate and a glass of orange juice happily awaiting me. While I wish this was a good thing, I couldn’t find myself to bear a smile. I sat down and began to eat.
I don’t get it, what was wrong with me. She came to me one more time and kissed my cheek.
“Have fun at work. Don’t be late coming home.”
***
Work was the same. Show up, file reports, and attend a meeting. I hated it. It never paid enough. I could always use more money, especially at this point. I fount the free time to check my personal email and seen an important message from the Cancer Treatment Center. It was a final electronic notice bill for chemo payments. To hell with them. I paid as much as I could, what more do they want? I couldn’t help it I didn’t make that much. Neither could she when she got sick. Fuck this, I already decided on how this was going to end. I decided to stay late at work even though she asked me not to.
“You are staying late again,” my co-worker David asked.
“Yea,” I replied and tried to focus on a fiscal report from the last quarter.
I noticed him shaking his head in disappointment as he began to walk away. He didn’t understand what I was going through.
***
Lights began to go out. I was the last one in my cubicle. I waited to make sure everyone had left. I reached into the locked cabinet on my desk and pulled out the bottle of liquor. I loosened my stiffening tie and unbuttoned my shirt. I began to lean back in the chair as the fifth slowly dwindled in volume.
I was just staring at the computer at this point. I wasn’t even inspired to work anymore. All I could think about was her. I looked over to the picture frame that held our anniversary photo from last year. She looked beautiful, even with her skin that was pale and the bandanna that covered her head. I couldn’t take it. I slammed the picture with the satisfaction of hearing the glass frame shatter underneath my fist.
I rose up from my chair. The correct way to say is I staggered from my chair. The booze was the only thing that warmed me at this point. It was also the only thing that gave me the courage to do what I needed to do. I was such a coward. Why did she ever choose me of all men?
It was time to put an end to her misery. It was time to put an end to mine. I don’t know how I made it, but I went to my car and went to the place where I could put and end to it.
***
The lights of my car were the only source of illumination once I got there. How late was it? I sent her a text to meet me here. I didn’t get a reply, so wasn’t sure if she seen it or not. It was worth a shot.
I seen the steps to the hill. I prayed I could make the climb and gave it my best. Once I got to the top, there she was. She was bundled up in the jacket I bought her last Christmas and the casual fall attire. The single street lamp was just enough. She was a light of her own. Why was I doing this?
I reached into my jacket and pulled out the pistol. She just stared at me. She didn’t have a surprised look. It was more of a look of disappointment.
“You’re drunk.” She said.
“It’s all I know anymore.”
“You need to straighten up.”
“I’m leaving you.”
	I finally said it. It took everything in me, but I said it. Why did my legs feel so weak? I knew I was drunk, but was I that drunk? I remember falling to my knees. My face was so wet. I couldn’t control the tears. I laid the pistol beside me, I didn’t have the strength to hold it.
	“I-I’m so s-s-sorry.”
	“It’s okay. I forgive you,” she said. “I figured it was time for me to leave. You don’t need to do this to yourself anymore.”
	I raised my head to see her one last time. I expected to see her smile and open me with a hug one last time. All that was there was the tombstone with her face on it. Even as a picture her beauty was none to be beat. This was it. Today was the day I let her go. I never imagined a man could sound like a newborn wailing, but I had achieved it.
	I picked up the pistol. I couldn’t let her go. The last thing I remember feeling was the immense pressure of the barrel on my temple as I squeezed the trigger.

title: [RO] I'll Never Let You Go

question: Summarize the positive things the narrator feels about their partner.

answer: The narrator finds his partner to be amazing, so much so that he doesn't believe he deserves her. She's always been beside him no matter the hard times or shortcomings. He finds her beautiful, even when she was suffering from the effects of chemo. She even makes him breakfast in the morning.

question: Summarize why the narrator wants to leave their partner.

answer: The narrator wants to leave his partner because he feels that he doesn't deserve her, as she's too amazing. The narrator also seems to want to leave because of how repetitive his life is and because of the failure he struggles with. He didn't want her to follow him through a difficult past as his bills begin to pile up. He feels that leaving her will put an end to her misery.

question: Summarize how a pistol is involved in the story.

answer: The narrator goes to meet his partner at the top of a hill, where he plans to tell her he's leaving her. When he reaches the hill and sees his partner, he pulls out the pistol. The narrator tells her he's leaving, and begins to feel weak. At this point, it's not clear if the narrator is using the pistol to kill himself or her. When it's revealed that she was going to leave him, the narrator ends his life with the pistol.

question: What does the text say about the reasons the girlfriend killed the narrator.


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Dr. TRẦN KIM TUYẾN (24 May 1925 – 23 July 1995)[1][2] was the chief of intelligence of South Vietnam under its first President Ngô Đình Diệm from 1955 to 1963. As a Roman Catholic, he was trusted by the Ngô family, and was part of their inner circle. Tuyến was responsible for a variety of propaganda campaigns against communists, and was prominent in operating the secret Cần Lao party apparatus which maintained the Ngô family's rule. In the course of his work, Tuyến emulated the tactics of the communists. He eventually became disillusioned and plotted against the regime before being exiled. After Diệm was deposed, Tuyến returned to South Vietnam, but the military junta which had replaced the Ngô family jailed him for five years. He fled the country in 1975 as Saigon was falling.

Early years

A short and light man at less than 45 kg,[3] Tuyen hailed from Phát Diêm, Ninh Bình Province, Vietnam, French Indochina. He studied at the French-founded university in Hanoi, obtaining degrees in law and medicine. As a university student, he had protested against the French colonial administration's control over Vietnam's Catholic clergy, landing him in trouble with the police.

However, his religious convictions caused him to spurn the Hồ Chí Minh-led Viet Minh independence movement, which was strongly atheist. Although he was ambitious, Tuyến was aware of his provincial accent and his manner of stumbling over long words, which was not considered to be consistent with the archetypal leader with a city accent. In 1946, while still a student, Tuyến came to know the Ngô family by chance. His future mentor Ngô Đình Nhu wanted to travel from Hanoi to a Catholic area near the border with Laos and needed a guide. A Catholic priest asked Tuyến to lead the way on a bicycle while Nhu followed in a covered cyclo to evade French colonial and Vietminh attention.[4]

Rise to power

In mid-1954, at the time the Geneva Conference had concluded, Tuyến had been working for the anti-communist Vietnamese National Army of the State of Vietnam in an outlying province, only travelling to Hanoi during the weekends. As a result of the discussions in Geneva, Vietnam was to be temporarily partitioned pending national reunification elections in 1956. In the meantime, the Vietminh controlled the Democratic Republic of Vietnam in the north, and the State of Vietnam was handed the south. The agreements also allowed for the free passage of civilians between either side for 300 days, while military personnel were obliged to move to their respective zones. Tuyến had persuaded a substantial number of northern Catholics to leave their homes and move south. As a result, he later tried to persuade Diệm to maintain some contact with members of the communist regime in Hanoi in the hope of persuading them to defect.[5]

Tuyến was in Hanoi when his sister's husband told him that he could travel to Saigon immediately on the plane of Prime Minister Diệm of the State of Vietnam — Diệm had been in Hanoi to urge civilians to flee communist rule and head into the south of the country. Tuyến decided to make use of the opportunity and left with only a pair of spare trousers and the clothes on his back. His fiancée accepted his indirect marriage proposal — he asked her if she would join him in the south. Tuyến accepted Diệm's offer that he work for his younger brother, Nhu. Tuyến lived in the Independence Palace, sleeping on the floor, as Diệm sought to restore order in the south. Tuyến was unemployed for two months before being assigned to the Ministry of Information, essentially a propaganda unit.[6]

In 1955, Diem created the Service des Études Politiques et Sociales (Service for Political and Social Studies, SEPES), which for the surveillance of government officials, which according to the historian Edward Miller, 'would eventually become one of the most feared components of the Diem government’s security apparatus',[7] and Tuyen was made its inaugural director.[8] Tuyen developed SEPES into a complex body that oversaw secret anti-communist missions domestically and also Laos, but was mainly used to monitor public servants, military personnel, police and non-communist opposition politicians and activists through a network of regime informants throughout the civil and military apparatus.[9]

Campaigns

Tuyến's first task was to disperse the approximately 800,000 northerners who had migrated south during the free travel period in Operation Passage to Freedom before the partition of Vietnam. Most were Catholics who had moved after a propaganda campaign designed to build a strong Catholic anti-communist powerbase for Diệm in the south, using the slogan “The Virgin Mary has gone south”. Believing they had made a great sacrifice to move, the northerners insisted on settling in or near the overcrowded capital Saigon, which had better urban amenities than regional and rural areas.

Tuyến decided to emulate communist propaganda techniques. He sent some elderly people to a Saigon camp to pose as refugees, and then ordered the police to stage a noisy arrest scene. His staff took photographs of the incident and distributed pamphlets claiming that communists had infiltrated the camps. This fear-mongering campaign prompted refugees to disperse for fear of being arrested for being communists. Tuyến targeted a clandestine newspaper run by anti-Diệm nationalist intellectuals, by printing counterfeit copies of the magazine with communist propaganda substituted in place of the real content. He then circulated the fake copies and then had the outlet banned for being communist.[10] Tuyen later supervised the operations of various newspapers that acted as government mouthpieces, including the _Cach Mang Quoc Gia_ (_National Revolution_).[11]

Nhu took Tuyến under his wing and asked him to draft the rules for the Cần Lao, a secret Catholic body founded by Nhu, which consisted of many small cells that were used to spy on South Vietnamese society at all levels, in order to detect and quash opposition. The Cần Lao was anti-communist but drew its totalitarian techniques from both Stalinist and Nazi models.[12] SEPES, with Tuyen leading the way, was responsible to screening prospective members, fundraising and indoctrination of new recruits.[13] In mid 1956, Nhu appointed Tuyến as his go-between with CIA agents stationed in South Vietnam. The U.S. ambassador Frederick Reinhardt arranged for Tuyến to work with CIA agents such as Philip Potter and William Colby, who later became the Director of CIA under President Richard Nixon. Nhu and Tuyến used SEPES to send men into North Vietnam to engage in sabotage and propaganda. Almost all were either imprisoned or killed.[14] His methods led some CIA agents to refer to him as “Vietnam's Goebbels”.[15] Tuyến had an intelligence unit of 500 men, and was used by Nhu as a fixer, to arrange secret meetings with dissidents.

Tuyen was involved in internal power struggles within the Diem regime's intelligence sector, overcoming the chairman of the National Revolutionary Movement, the regime's mass movement, Tran Chanh Thanh, who was removed in 1957 with Nhu’s assistance.[16] He then sidelined Huynh Van Lang, a young Catholic who was the party's financial director and had grown the Can Lao's financial outlets. Tuyen convinced Nhu to reduce Lang's authority.[17]

Due to Tuyen's profile in the regime's repression, US Ambassador Elbridge Durbrow suggested to Diem in 1960 that Tuyen be removed from public power and sent overseas in a suite of liberalisation measures, which Diem rejected.[18]

Tuyen was a key figure in persuading undecided ARVN divisions to support Diệm and put down the 1960 South Vietnamese coup attempt.[19]

In 1962, Nhu appointed Tuyến and Colonel Phạm Ngọc Thảo, a communist double agent from a Catholic background, to oversee the Strategic Hamlet Program, which attempted to isolate the Viet Cong by barricading villagers inside fortified compounds, theoretically locking the communists out. Tuyến led the way in promoting the concept to the populace.[20]

Downfall

Time passed and Tuyến began to show displeasure at the increasing interference of Nhu's wife, Madame Nhu into politics; displeasure turned to offense and Nhu began to ignore Tuyến. In early 1963, Tuyến was ordered by Diệm to go home and rest because the latter thought the former had been too lenient with disillusioned military officers and politicians who were veering towards opposition. Tuyến was never recalled to work. Instead, Tuyến responded by dispatching his staff back to their former position they had held before they joined his department, leaving the intelligence bureau in a state of collapse. In May, when the Buddhist crisis erupted after Diệm's forces had banned Buddhists from flying the Buddhist flag to commemorate Vesak, and fatally fired on them, Diệm recalled Tuyến, hoping he could resolve the crisis.[21]

Tuyến eventually began to plot against the Ngo family. He began meeting with Colonel Đỗ Mậu, the chief of military security and other colonels in key leadership positions in the marine and paratroop divisions around Saigon. He also used his contacts in the Cao Đài and Hòa Hảo religious sects in plotting the coup. With growing displeasure among the populace against the Diệm regime, Tuyến targeted July 15 as the date for a coup, but was unable to recruit the generals required for his plan, since he was too closely associated with Nhu to gain their trust.[22] In the end, Tuyến's old group ended up being led by Thảo, who was deliberately fomenting discord among the army in order to help the communists. Thảo's group did not lead the coup, as they were integrated into the main group led by Generals Dương Văn Minh and Trần Văn Đôn,[23] which would depose and assassinate Diệm and Nhu on 2 November 1963.

Aware that Tuyến might be involved in plotting against Diệm, Nhu sent him to Cairo as ambassador. At the time, the Soviet Union-aligned Egypt was leading a campaign of African countries against South Vietnam at the United Nations, and Nhu ostensibly sent him to Cairo to lead a diplomatic push against communist influence there. It was effectively an exile for Tuyến, and there were rumours that Madame Nhu's younger brother, Trần Văn Khiêm, was planning to assassinate him. Upon arriving in Cairo, Tuyến was greeted with the news that Egypt had extended diplomatic relations to North Vietnam. Tuyến eventually flew to Hong Kong, where British intelligence provided him with protection; Tuyến kept in contact with anti-Diệm forces in Vietnam.[24]

After Diệm was overthrown in November 1963, Tuyến decided to return to Vietnam. His wife was pregnant and he reasoned that as he had no enemies in the military junta and had worked well with them in the past, he would be safe. However, he was arrested and tried by the junta for corruption and abuse of power, and sentenced to five years in prison. Tuyến believed he was jailed because the generals were afraid that he would claim they were corrupt puppets of Nhu.[25]

When his prison term ended, Tuyến remained under house arrest after the brother of President Nguyễn Văn Thiệu intervened. Tuyến's wife was allowed to teach in a high school and Tuyến was allowed to write political columns under an assumed name. In April 1975, as South Vietnam collapsed amid a communist onslaught, British intelligence arranged for Tuyến's wife and their three youngest children to leave for Cambridge, where their eldest son was studying. Tuyến was reluctant to leave, but did so on 29 April 1975, the day before the fall of Saigon.[26][27] He departed on one of the last helicopters from 22 Gia Long Street and flew out of the besieged city with the help of Phạm Xuân Ẩn,[28] a _Time_ magazine correspondent and communist spy.[29]

Notes

[1] England and Wales Death Registration: Kim Tuyen Tran

[2] VC Nằm Vùng Trong Văn Phòng Tổng Tham Mưu Trưởng Và Phủ Đặc Ủy Trung Ương Tình Báo Việt Nam Cộng Hòa

[3]

[4] Langguth, pp. 87.

[5] Shaplen, p. 158.

[6] Langguth, pp. 87-88, 91.

[7] Miller, p. 135.

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[10] Langguth, p. 91.

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[12] Langguth, p. 92.

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[15] Langguth, p. 98.

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[17] Miller, pp. 135–136.

[18] Kahin, p. 123.

[19] Langguth, p. 105.

[20] Langguth, pp. 168-70.

[21] Langguth, pp. 210-13.

[22] Shaplen, pp. 197-98.

[23] Shaplen, p. 205.

[24] Langguth, p. 221.

[25] Langguth, pp. 260-61.

[26] Langguth, pp. 660-61.

[27] Butler (1986)

[28] Berman (2007)

[29] Butler (1990)

title: Trần Kim Tuyến

question: Summarize Tran Kim Tuyen's actions under President Ngo Dinh Diem.

answer: Tuyen was appointed by the President to be the director of SEPES (Service for Political and Social Studies). One of the first things Tuyen did as the director was to disperse almost 800,000 northerners living in the south. Most were Catholics just like Tuyen and did move after a propaganda campaign by the President to build up his power base in the south. Tuyen also drafted rules for the Can Lao, a secret Catholic body founded by Nhu to spy on South Vietnamese society in order to quash opposition. He was part of the group that sent men to North Vietnam for sabotage and propaganda. Almost all of them were imprisoned or killed. CIA used to refer to Tuyen as "Vietnam's Goebbels". Tuyen was also key in persuading ARVN divisions to support Diem and quash the 1960 South Vietnamese coup attempt.

question: Why did the British rescue Tuyen?


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HERTFORD COUNTY is a county located in the U.S. state of North Carolina. As of the 2010 census, the population was 24,669.[1] Its county seat is Winton.[2] It is classified within the region known in the 21st century as the Inner Banks.

History

Hertford County is home of the Meherrin Indian Tribe, descendants of indigenous people who had inhabited the region for many centuries. After decades of encroachment by English colonists, the Tribe moved south from Virginia, where they settled in 1706 on a reservation abandoned by the Chowanoke. This six-square-mile reservation was at Parker's Ferry near the mouth of the Meherrin River. It was confirmed by a treaty of 1726.[3] However, they were not able to keep the reservation lands.

The Tribe today has approximately 900 enrolled members, most living within 10–15 miles of the former reservation.[4] The tribe is recognized by the state and is seeking Federal recognition. The Meherrin have an annual Pow Wow at the end of October.

The county was formed in 1759 from parts of Bertie County, Chowan County, and Northampton County. It was named for Francis Seymour-Conway, 1st Earl of Hertford, later 1st Marquess of Hertford.[5]

In 1779 the northeastern part of Hertford County was combined with parts of Chowan County and Perquimans County to form Gates County.

Geography

According to the U.S. Census Bureau, the county has a total area of , of which is land and (2.0%) is water.[6]

Adjacent counties

-   Southampton County, Virginia – north
-   Gates County – east
-   Chowan County – southeast
-   Bertie County – south
-   Northampton County – west

Major highways

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Demographics

As of the census[7] of 2010, there were 24,669 people, 8,953 households, and 6,240 families residing in the county. The population density was 64 people per square mile (25/km²). There were 9,724 housing units at an average density of 28 per square mile (11/km²). The racial makeup of the county was 60.5% Black or African American, 35.6% White, 1.1% Native American, 0.5% Asian, 0.0% Pacific Islander, 0.8% from other races, and 1.0% from two or more races. 1.4% of the population were Hispanic or Latino of any race.

There were 8,953 households, out of which 30.00% had children under the age of 18 living with them, 45.80% were married couples living together, 19.50% had a female householder with no husband present, and 30.30% were non-families. 26.90% of all households were made up of individuals, and 12.10% had someone living alone who was 65 years of age or older. The average household size was 2.48 and the average family size was 2.99.

In the county, the population was spread out, with 25.30% under the age of 18, 7.80% from 18 to 24, 26.30% from 25 to 44, 24.80% from 45 to 64, and 15.80% who were 65 years of age or older. The median age was 39 years. For every 100 females there were 85.00 males. For every 100 females age 18 and over, there were 79.50 males.

The median income for a household in the county was $26,422, and the median income for a family was $32,002. Males had a median income of $26,730 versus $20,144 for females. The per capita income for the county was $15,641. About 15.90% of families and 18.30% of the population were below the poverty line, including 21.30% of those under age 18 and 21.00% of those age 65 or over.

Law and government

Hertford County is a member of the Mid-East Commission regional council of governments.

Rivers Correctional Institution, a private prison operated by the GEO Group which operates under contract from the Federal Bureau of Prisons and houses many felons who committed crimes in Washington, DC, is from Winton.[8]

Politics

  Year                               REPUBLICAN                                  DEMOCRATIC                                  THIRD PARTIES
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  style=“text-align:center;” |2016   style=“text-align:center;” |30.4% _3,099_   style=“text-align:center;” |67.8% _6,910_   1.7% _177_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2012   style=“text-align:center;” |27.5% _3,007_   style=“text-align:center;” |71.8% _7,843_   0.6% _68_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2008   style=“text-align:center;” |29.0% _3,089_   style=“text-align:center;” |70.5% _7,513_   0.5% _48_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2004   style=“text-align:center;” |36.2% _2,942_   style=“text-align:center;” |63.2% _5,141_   0.6% _49_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2000   style=“text-align:center;” |30.2% _2,382_   style=“text-align:center;” |69.4% _5,484_   0.4% _31_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1996   style=“text-align:center;” |25.9% _1,823_   style=“text-align:center;” |68.9% _4,856_   5.3% _370_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1992   style=“text-align:center;” |28.8% _2,208_   style=“text-align:center;” |60.1% _4,609_   11.2% _855_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1988   style=“text-align:center;” |37.5% _2,977_   style=“text-align:center;” |62.3% _4,943_   0.1% _10_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1984   style=“text-align:center;” |41.3% _3,176_   style=“text-align:center;” |58.5% _4,498_   0.3% _21_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1980   style=“text-align:center;” |30.6% _1,854_   style=“text-align:center;” |67.7% _4,102_   1.7% _104_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1976   style=“text-align:center;” |27.5% _1,517_   style=“text-align:center;” |72.3% _3,986_   0.1% _7_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1972   style=“text-align:center;” |58.3% _2,794_   style=“text-align:center;” |40.3% _1,928_   1.4% _67_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1968   style=“text-align:center;” |17.0% _1,125_   style=“text-align:center;” |49.6% _3,275_   33.4% _2,203_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1964   style=“text-align:center;” |20.1% _994_     style=“text-align:center;” |79.9% _3,953_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1960   style=“text-align:center;” |20.1% _781_     style=“text-align:center;” |79.9% _3,105_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1956   style=“text-align:center;” |21.2% _729_     style=“text-align:center;” |78.8% _2,708_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1952   style=“text-align:center;” |16.8% _579_     style=“text-align:center;” |83.2% _2,859_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1948   style=“text-align:center;” |8.0% _196_      style=“text-align:center;” |88.8% _2,165_   3.2% _77_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1944   style=“text-align:center;” |5.9% _125_      style=“text-align:center;” |94.1% _1,996_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1940   style=“text-align:center;” |3.6% _92_       style=“text-align:center;” |96.4% _2,464_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1936   style=“text-align:center;” |3.5% _84_       style=“text-align:center;” |96.5% _2,327_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1932   style=“text-align:center;” |4.6% _88_       style=“text-align:center;” |95.1% _1,835_   0.4% _7_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1928   style=“text-align:center;” |27.6% _393_     style=“text-align:center;” |72.4% _1,030_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1924   style=“text-align:center;” |14.9% _164_     style=“text-align:center;” |84.8% _932_     0.3% _3_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1920   style=“text-align:center;” |16.7% _221_     style=“text-align:center;” |83.3% _1,104_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1916   style=“text-align:center;” |17.6% _209_     style=“text-align:center;” |82.3% _977_     0.1% _1_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1912   style=“text-align:center;” |6.7% _61_       style=“text-align:center;” |81.7% _742_     11.6% _105_

  : PRESIDENTIAL ELECTIONS RESULTS[9]

Economy

Several large employers are located in Hertford County, including a privately run federal prison, Chowan University, a Nucor steel mill, several Perdue poultry processing facilities, an aluminum extrusion facility in Winton, and a lumber-processing facility in Ahoskie. These industries, combined with a typical range of local retail, restaurant and service businesses, combine to give Hertford County one of the lowest unemployment rates in Northeastern North Carolina. The larger area has historically lagged behind the rest of the state in terms of economic development.

Education

Hertford County Public Schools has seven schools ranging from pre-kindergarten to twelfth grade. These include three high schools (the main high school being Hertford County High School), one middle school, and three elementary schools.[10]

Media

Hertford County is served by the _Roanoke-Chowan News-Herald_ newspaper. There are five radio stations in Hertford County: WDLZ FM 98.3, an Adult Contemporary radio station and WWDR AM 1080, an Adult Urban Contemporary radio station, are located in Murfreesboro. WQDK FM 99.3, a Country Music radio station and WRCS AM 970, an Urban Gospel radio station, are located in Ahoskie. WBKU FM 91.7, a non-commercial, Contemporary Christian Music radio station which also broadcasts programming from the American Family Radio network, is located in Ahoskie.

Communities

[Map of Hertford County, North Carolina With Municipal and Township Labels]

Towns

-   Ahoskie
-   Como
-   Harrellsville
-   Murfreesboro
-   Winton (county seat)

Census-designated place

-   Cofield

Townships

-   Ahoskie
-   Harrellsville
-   Maneys Neck
-   Murfreesboro
-   St. John's
-   Winton

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[3] Brenda Linton and Leslie S. Stewart, _Economic Development Assessment for the Meherrin Tribe_, University of North Carolina, Jul 2003, accessed 26 Oct 2009

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[8] Pierre, Robert E. “N.C. Prison Doesn't Serve D.C. Inmates Well, Critics Say.” _Washington Post_. October 14, 2007. p. 1" (Archive). Retrieved on February 5, 2016.

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title: Hertford County, North Carolina

question: What does the text say about how to live and work in North Carolina?

question: What does the text say about Hertford County, North Carolina?

answer: Hertford County is located in the U.S. state of North Carolina. Its county seat is Winton. It is classified within the region known in the 21st century as the Inner Banks. Hertford County was formed in 1759 from parts of Bertie County, Chowan County, and Northampton County. It was named for Francis Seymour-Conway, 1st Earl of Hertford, and later 1st Marquess of Hertford. In 1779 the northeastern part of Hertford County was combined with parts of Chowan County and Perquimans County to form Gates County. Two percent of the county's total landmass is water. The county is a member of the Mid-East Commission regional council of governments. Rivers Correctional Institution, a private prison operated by the GEO Group under contract from the Federal Bureau of Prisons, is from Winton. Hertford County Public Schools have seven schools ranging from pre-kindergarten to twelfth grade. Hertford County is served by the Roanoke-Chowan News-Herald newspaper. There are five radio stations in the county.

question: What does the text say about the Meherrin Indian Tribe?

answer: Hertford County is home to the Meherrin Indian Tribe, descendants of indigenous people who had inhabited the region for many centuries. The tribe moved south from Virginia after decades of encroachment by English colonists, eventually settling on a reservation abandoned by the Chowanoke in 1706, but they weren't able to keep the reservation lands. The six-square-mile reservation was at Parker's Ferry near the mouth of the Meherrin River as confirmed by a treaty in 1726. The Meherrin Tribe today has about 900 enrolled members, mostly living within 10-15 miles of the former reservation. The tribe is recognized by the state and is seeking federal recognition. They have an annual Pow Wow at the end of October.

question: What does the text say about Hertford County's economy?

answer: Hertford County has one of the lowest unemployment rates in Northeastern North Carolina. This is due to several large employers including Rivers Correctional Institution, Chowan University, a Nucor steel mill, several Perdue poultry processing facilities, an aluminum extrusion facility, a lumber-processing facility, and a range of local retail, restaurant, and service businesses. The median household income in the county was $26,422 and the median income for a family was $32,002 as of the 2010 census. The per capita income for the county was $15,641. About 15.90% of families and 18.30% of the population were below the poverty line, including 21.30% of those under age 18 and 21.00% of those age 65 or over.

question: What does the text say about Hertford County's demographics?

answer: There were 24,669 people, 8,953 households, and 6,240 families residing in Hertford County as of the 2010 census, giving the county a population density of 64 people per square mile. The racial makeup of the county was 60.5% Black or African American, 35.6% White, 1.1% Native American, 0.5% Asian, 0.0% Pacific Islander, 0.8% from other races, and 1.0% from two or more races. 1.4% of the population were Hispanic or Latino of any race. About 25.30% under the age of 18, 7.80% from 18 to 24, 26.30% from 25 to 44, 24.80% from 45 to 64, and 15.80% who were 65 years of age or older. The median age was 39 years. Females outnumber males: for every 100 females, there were 85.00 males. For every 100 females age 18 and over, there were 79.50 males.


text:
_PAARI_ (Bengali: পাড়ি) is a 1966 Bengali film directed by Jagganath Chatterjee, based on a story by Jarasandha. It stars Dharmendra in his first Bengali film[1] and Pronoti Ghosh, with Dilip Kumar in a guest appearance as a jailor in Andaman and was successful.[2] It was later remade in 1972 by the same director in Hindi as _Anokha Milan_ with the lead actors reprising their roles.[3] This was the first movie in which Dilip Kumar and Dharmendra appeared together.

Plot

Cast

-   Dharmendra
-   Pronoti Ghosh
-   Dilip Kumar
-   Abhi Bhattacharya
-   Dilip Roy
-   Keshto Mukherjee[4]

Soundtrack

The soundtrack of Paari consists of three songs with music composed and lyrics written by Salil Chowdhury. The last song “tora sundor saami paabi” (you all will get handsome husbands) is a Bengali pre-marriage folk song and was given to Salil by Nirmalaendu Chowdhury (a famous Bengali folk singer). Salil Chowdhury changed a few words of the lyrics as required by the film.[5]

  Song                         Singer                        Lyrics
  ---------------------------- ----------------------------- -------------------
  “Bondhu re”                  Hemanta Mukherjee             Salil Chowdhury
  “Bokul boner katha”          Asha Bhonsle
  “Toraa sundor saami paabi”   Sabita Chowdhury and chorus   Bengali folk song

The three songs were later reused in Hindi version, Anokha Milan, with Hindi lyrics for the first two songs, while the folk song “Toraa sundor saami paabi” remained the same. The tune of “Bokul boner katha” was also used in a 1975 Malayalam film Raagam, with music by Salil Chowdhury, in the song “Naadanpaattile Maina”.[6][7]

[1] https://www.news18.com/blogs/movies/amitava-nag/throwback-thursday-1966-and-the-filmic-conquests-for-bengali-cinema-14057-1217345.html

[2] https://www.cinestaan.com/articles/2018/dec/8/17316

[3] https://www.news18.com/blogs/movies/amitava-nag/throwback-thursday-1966-and-the-filmic-conquests-for-bengali-cinema-14057-1217345.html

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[5] http://salilda.com/filmsongs/bengali/paari.asp

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[7] http://salilda.com/filmsongs/malayalam/raagam.asp

title: Paari (1966 film)

question: What does the text say about Hindus?

question: What does the text say about Paari?

answer: Paari is a 1966 Bengali film starring Dharmendra in his first Bengali film, Pronoti Ghosh, and Dilip Kumar, who plays a jailor in Andaman in a guest appearance. Directed by Jagganath Chatterjee, Paari is based on a story by Jarasandha. In 1972, Chatterjee shot a remake of the film in Hindi as "Anokha Milan", with the lead actors reprising their roles. Paari was the first movie where Kumar and Dharmendra appeared together.

question: What does the text say about the film's soundtrack?

answer: The soundtrack for the movie Paari only has three songs all composed and written by Salil Chowdhury. The songs were later reused in the Hindi version Anokha Milan, with the first two songs translated into Hindi. The last song "Tora sundor saami paabi" (you will all get handsome husbands) is a Bengali pre-marriage folk song that was given to Salil by famous Bengali folk singer, Nirmalaendu Chowdhury. He changed a few words of the lyrics as required by the film, but it wasn't translated into Hindi. The tune of "Bokul boner katha" was also used in the 1975 Malayalam film Raagam.


text:
Facebook maintains a list of “hate agents” for monitoring and potential termination, according to a source inside the company. Among the names reportedly on the “hate agent” list? Star pundit and black conservative activist Candace Owens.

According to the source, a Facebook employee who spoke exclusively to Breitbart News, the spreadsheet of “hate agents” that includes Owens was posted to an internal employee discussion group initially founded by Brian Amerige, the former Facebook engineer who quit the company over concerns about political intolerance.

The source claimed that the spreadsheet includes the names of prominent right-wing and alternative media figures who were recently banned from the platform.

Candace Owens is also included in the spreadsheet, in a separate category marked “extra credit.”

A Facebook spokeswoman confirmed to Breitbart News that the list exists, and did not deny that Owens’ name appears on it, but believes that there has not yet been an investigation into her.

The spokeswoman also confirmed that the “hate agents” list, which was created in April, was related to the high-profile bans of alternative media figures (including Paul Joseph Watson and Laura Loomer) that occurred on May 2nd.

Breitbart’s source was able to obtain a partial screenshot of the spreadsheet before the current owner of the discussion group began locking people out in response to the internal leak.

The partial screenshot reveals that Owens’ name is indeed on the list, along with the instruction for Facebook employees to “look into” her “after we’re done with the above designation analysis.”

The spreadsheet also appears to track with Owens has or is associated with any “affiliated hate entities.”

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The source agreed that the “extra credit” category refers to individuals that Facebook has not yet banned, but is likely to investigate for potential “hate speech” violations and potential banning.

This exclusive story was sent to Breitbart News on the same day that Owens “mistakenly” received seven-day suspension from Facebook for criticizing liberal attitudes towards African-Americans, a topic frequently raised by Owens in her public appearances.

Her post called on Black Americans to “wake up to the great liberal hoax,” and recognize that “liberal supremacy” is currently a greater threat to black Americans than white supremacy.

  Dear @realDonaldTrump,

  My @facebook page has been suspended for 7 days for posting that white supremacy is not a threat to black America, as much as father absence and & liberal policies that incentivize it, are.

  I am censored for posting the poverty rates in fatherless homes. pic.twitter.com/Yh9DSW6DPk

  — Candace Owens (@RealCandaceO) May 17, 2019

For this post, Owens received a 7-day ban from Facebook. Facebook has since reversed the ban, stating that they restored her post and removed the block on her account “after confirming that the content didn’t violate our policies.”

In a comment to Breitbart News, a Facebook spokeswoman said:

  “As we said earlier today, we mistakenly applied a temporary block to Candace Owens’ account that we have since restored. We recently announced a group of people that we removed from our services for violating our policies. Candace Owens was not one of those people.”

Previous leaks from Facebook have exposed how the platform developed a “deboosting algorithm”designed to covertly suppress (or “shadowban”) certain content-creators on the platform, making their posts less likely to appear on the feeds of users. According to a Facebook insider who spoke to Project Veritas, this code has been used against prominent conservatives on the platform.

Facebook’s recent censorship surge comes amid pressure from foreign governments to clamp down on hate speech. A recent conference of world leaders dubbed the “Christchurch Call for Action” saw the leaders of France, Canada, Germany, Britain and New Zealand among others demanding crackdowns against “violent extremism” on the internet.

The White House refused to co-sign the call for action, citing free speech concerns – but Twitter, Facebook, Google, Microsoft, Amazon, and a number of other tech companies were quick to put their names to the declaration.

_ALLUM BOKHARI IS THE SENIOR TECHNOLOGY CORRESPONDENT AT BREITBART NEWS. YOU CAN FOLLOW HIM ON TWITTER, GAB.AI AND ADD HIM ON FACEBOOK. EMAIL TIPS AND SUGGESTIONS TO ALLUMBOKHARI@PROTONMAIL.COM._

question: What does the article have to say about the issue of censorship on the internet?

answer: The article stipulates that because Facebook has an algorithm that clamps down on potential hate speech - it could be censoring content that does not violate its policies. The article cites Candace Owens as someone with controversial views who has been affected with a ban. With calls from world leaders to ensure that extremism is clamped down on, the US did not like the idea, since it could bring up 'free speech' issues.

question: What does the article about Candace Owens?

answer: The article mentions that Facebook has a list of 'hate agents' who they monitor in case of incendiary posts, Candace Owens is on the list. Candace currently sits under the heading of 'extra credit', which effectively means she's on watch. She had recently posted something alluding to the fact that liberal supremacy was a bigger threat to African Americans than white supremacy, which resulted in a ban that was later revoked.

question: Who else is on the 'hate agent' list?


text:
Part 1.

	This girl didn't turn out quite the way she was supposed to. I never cared. Never thought I did, but looking her direction now, I feel is a tough step. We loved eachother for a hot second, ready to be, while we lied to eachother with others we hate. I hate her.
	I saw her for the first time in 3 years at her house. I was invited after a lonely night drinking. I shot her a text. She immediately responded with a phonecall. My heart raced as I picked up. We talked for the first time in 3 years. Wham bam! I'm on my way to her house to 'paint nails'.I am a super chump. I knew she had a friend over. I arrived and see the tallest fucker I can't stand. The single tallest reason I hate her in the first place. Slicked back hair and jean jacket. Slanted eyes. Of course I was very nice and hinted no hatred towards him. As far as he is concerned, I am a friend. I made it a point to explain how I treat the people I hate with the same respect I treat the ones I love. How, even though I do, she would never know who I hate and neither will the people I hate.
	Before that night I obsessed over her for a few. Never once prior to one where something reminded me of the feeling I used to get just being around her. How much I loved her. How much I cared about her. Naturally I wasn't very good with expressing these feelings which led to disagreements with how we handled our 'mandatory' relationship. Her standards of caring were low compared to mine but she required affirmation via action. Sexual behavior was a must. I was younger, and dead set on saving myself no matter how horny I was as a teen.  Some amount of self pride came along with innocence. At first I saw an innocence in her that I wanted to uphold to feel like I was worthy of her.
	It first started out as a typicall teenage crush which would later develope to demolish a friendship. We would sneak off in parks after school to kiss. Kissing her was almost as enjoyable as holding her hand. Before her, I never knew these feelings. I assumed she didn't. The thought of us aging out of our innocent cocoons together felt even better. With us growing closer, I felt more distant as unknown chapters of her past unveiled. Tragic discovering of her innocence being taken by another.
	I wasn't angry about her to her, obviously. I couldn't show that. We just grew apart as I started to play less of a role in our relationship. I guess these things happen. This led to the hatred of her friends and the secret hatred of her because of her friends. They stole her from me. Consumed more of her time combined than she had allocated for me. All this time I never expressed my problems, just ignored them, publicly while privately they ate at me.
	I was aware of the teenage male motives her friends had. Of course they were all boys, They paid the most attention to her. She says these boys are different. How could I know? I don't know them so I assume them to all be horny pricks looking to make the time with what I believed should be mine.
	This day, 3 years later, I have watched as time swept what innocent details I loved about her away. To love, fuck, break apart, and move on to me is a nightmare. I couldn't possibly withstand such an emotional beating. Which is why I don't believe I'm strong enough to pursue a sexual relationship with someone I actually care about. How could she? Over and Over. THis is what she has become. Hopefully not. Hopefully she  hates herself as much as I do and maybe sees how right I was.
	I make a point on my way home to drive by her house, slow down, clench the steering wheel and shout my most vocally damaging "FUCK YOU" and proceed home to bask in my loneliness because my standards are just too damn high for anyone other than me to live up to.

					Part 2.

	"I very much enjoyed your company. Thank you"
	This is what I intended to send after the night we had spent together most recently to paint nails. I never sent it. Her dumb friend would have read it and she would have felt obligated to laugh at it with her friend and making fun of the note's genuine thanks.
	I'm not too sure how to interpret how she felt during the session on her bed. I wanted to be closer, physically with her but I was unsure how to proceed and I was unsure if she wanted the same. I wanted to kiss her, like we used to. I was too afraid though. But maybe if I did, she would too. It was too risky though so I didn't try.
	I believe I enjoy peoples company a lot more than other people. Maybe its because I am lonelier than most. Dropping out of highschool is hard on the social life. I am very alone even though I convince the people that care that I am not and I tell myself, even more convincingly, that I am better off without other people. Maybe people see through my guise and they too believe I don't care about them. Maybe that's why they don't care about me. I can only say that being this alone has only bettered me as a person. I now embrace every moment I spend with a friend. Moreso than them or they can imagine.
	Sex seems like an output for a caring input. I care more about anyone I wouldn't have sex with far greater than those I would. Those I would mean nothing to me which is quite sad to them but keeping a health relationship whilst avoiding sex is the safest way to maintain it.
	While at her house I am positive I overstayed my welcome a bit. I wanted to stay so badly but ultimately I left. I think She wanted to sleep and I needed to be home. But I dragged on the visit as long as I could. If she only knew how I felt when I was with a person, , if she understood how alone I was, we would have never left eachother, for anything, ever.

					Part 3.

	There was a time when we first met. I had never seen her before but sitting in that desk, She pestered me about music she enjoyed for so long, it forced conversation. She underestimated my passion in the subject and I taught her a thing or two whilst now sitting on the floor. Hours ticked by. We talked. We joked. We laughed. We promised we would marry some day. Maybe Ill have a career which pulls her away from everyone else who loves her. She will be forced to love me more.
	She told me she hates the movie "Titanic". I don't think anybody with a heart can dislike this film. I think its annoyingly cute how different she tries to be. Almost moreso than me. She makes it too obvious though. She needs to learn to counter the hipsters and the mainstream, not agree with only the hipsters. That, is truly hipster.
	I saw while searching her twitter that after that night, in the morning she went to breakfast with all the clowns I love to hate. She tried to rid of me to get enough sleep to meet a posse of dickwod jerkoffs for eggs and toast? She has to be doing this shit on purpose. She has to be trying to get me to notice her more. Its working. Not in her favor though. I want to hate them so badly. I hate them so much. hmmmm......
	What a just reason to hate. She spends more time with people I hate only because she spends time with them. People who only treat me well and inclusively as one of them. I still hate him. He just looks like he tries so fucking hard to give the illusion that he doesn't try. AND SHE FUCKING BUYS IT. How can people stand this fucker. If only she can just grow up and judge the she shit out of these dicks and laugh with me about how right I was all this time and how right I am, and will be, forever.

					Part 4.

	She drinks rice milk. She is super groovy. She told me , what I perceived as a joke, to feed her. I asked her if she was all out of her favorite cereal. She told me she was all out of milk. I almost replied what any other person would say, "buy some". But I decided I would surprise her this late at night. To take this opportunity to see her by delivering her some rice milk. I am certain that no one else would take her text "feed me" seriously, even though I am sure it wasn't intended to be taken seriously. This might surprise her and she might understand how much I want to spend time with her and how superior I am to other teenage males. And now I know what window in hers.
	As I drove to the store, I thought about her reaction when she sees that I spent 30 minutes driving and spent what little money I have just to bring her milk because of a sarcastic message. She might instantly fall in love with me. Maybe even give me a small kiss on the cheek. I didn't text back and when I got to the store, I saw the heart breaking message, "I decided to eat a hot pocket."
	Well there goes my only excuse to see her tonight. I best not tell her this funny story and save it for next time. The trip wasn't a waste of time though. I got to dedicate most of my thought towards her. Which is how I spent most of my recent thought. Thinking about the cool stuff we can do together. Thinking about having more things to write about after we did them. Maybe we could go on a very early morning adventure one day.
	That reminds me of a promise I made her a few years ago. I told her that one day,  at 3 the morning, I would skate all the way to her house and we could go climb trees, lie down in green, wet grass, and drink hot tea while stargazing.
	I always like thinking of that unfulfilled promise I do intend to carry out. It makes me hopeful of the person she is now. I couldn't know, but maybe she is still, just like me. One day I'll fulfill my promise while she still peaks my interest. Maybe I'll go tonight.

title: Some ranting I scribbled in my notebook. This Girl

question: Summarize the initial reason why the narrator grew distant with the girl.

answer: The narrator felt that they were both discovering new things together but was shocked when they learned that the girl had prior experience. Upon this discovery, the narrator slowly grew apart from her and their relationship as the narrator began to find other issues that they were unhappy about such as the time she spends with her friends and how the narrator feels that they are taking her time away. Since the narrator never publicly expressed this, the problems and negative feelings were never addressed and simply continued to grow.


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Gary left the house at six am on Wednesday; headed out to endure another long workday. After he walked through the yard to the driveway, he made sure to latch the gate securely, because that’s what Sarah liked. He smiled as he did so, and thought of how earlier, he had closed the shower curtain all the way (another Sarah preference), and gently lowered the toilet seat. Twenty four hours earlier, they had been feuding; and he deliberately did none of these things; just to piss her off!  As he climbed into his car for his daily sucky commute up Route 128 to Route 93; into Boston, he was filled with regret and chuckled at the pettiness of his previous day’s actions. After all; how hard was it to accommodate several very minor quirks of his wife of fifteen years?

That morning, he had been awakened by Sarah gently kissing around his ear, nuzzling against his back, softly stroking his shoulders. This was in stark contrast to the previous three nights; when she had seemed to build an invisible wall between them. Sarah was an expert at staying on her “side”. No inadvertent touching during the night; not even a slight brush of the leg or a stray rollover. Her version of a cold shoulder was more like a frozen cadaver.

Her affections this morning, were surely a signal that an olive branch had been extended; and a peace treaty had been declared. The latest “war of the Floyds”; a seventy two hour skirmish; had ended.

The latest battle had been initiated on Saturday night; a dinner outing with their best friends. After several before and after cocktails;  Sarah, in response to what Gary felt was a very innocuous comment about Sarah’s weight gain over the past ten years, had flipped Gary “the bird”.  While Gary waited in traffic to access the on ramp to 128, he conjured up the incident in his brain. He mused about the fury that could be unleashed by a simple injudicious observation; but he also felt ashamed of his immature pouting and anger in response to such a mundane gesture as a raised middle finger.

Sarah and Gary were complete opposites. Sarah loved to go to the mall and shop for hours. Gary detested the thought of entering even one store. Sarah hated watching sports, Gary loved all sports. Sarah was fastidious, she cleaned and scrubbed meticulously. Gary was a slob; who would often ask Sarah to “give it a break, the house is clean enough”; (especially when she vacuumed the living room while he was watching a football game).

Gary inched onto Route 93 South, and switched from sports talk to a Sirius 70s radio station. The subscription to Sirius had been a birthday gift from Sarah. Gary had told her that it was an unnecessary expense; there were plenty of free radio stations, but Sarah insisted. Gary had come to love the non-stop oldies from the 60s and 70s. Steppenwolf blasted from the speakers, and he howled in unison when they belted out the refrain; “Born to be Willlllllllllllllllld”, and for a moment. envisioned himself a single dude; no wife, no twelve year old son (Steven), no boring nine-to-five job, no responsibilities, no hassles!

He clicked the stereo radio control on the steering wheel and jumped back to the 60s station, ironically, to The Monkees’ sweet ballad, “I Want to be Free”.  This only reinforced his thirst for liberation and his distaste for married life. He was sick of the petty arguments and all the compromises that he made for family. Hell, his weekly night out with the guys had been reduced lately to monthly night out!

All day long, while Gary answered EMails, juggled spreadsheets, and performed his daily office tasks, a yearning stirred within him to be rid of all the shackles that he had placed upon himself. He daydreamed about quitting his well paying but stressful job and become a full-time bartender; hang out all day drinking beer and watching sporting events.  As this lovely picture played out in his mind, the phone on his desk beeped; and the caller ID readout revealed that Sarah was on the line.

Gary picked up the receiver, and told Sarah, “We need to talk”.

“Yes”, Sarah replied softly.

Before he could say anything else, Sarah apologized for the three day freezeout. She also informed Gary that she had arranged a sleepover that night at the neighbor’s for Steven; and that she would be making Gary’s favorite dinner: fresh sliced fries and baked filet mignon with butter, mushrooms, and onion ring.  Dessert was to be decided upon later, by Gary!

For the balance of the day; Gary’s fantasies swerved in a different direction. His aspiration to live the single life dissipated. and the longing that he previously experienced was replaced by a sense of appreciation for Sarah’s humility, caring and tenderness. His thoughts about separation reverted to anticipation of their approaching union. He regretted the joking remark he made that had kicked off their most recent tiff. He knew his wife was super-sensitive about her body image, and would not be pleased with his attempt at humor.

The drive home featured unusually clear sailing on the highways. As Gary rounded the corner and turned onto his street, one of his favorite Bob Seger songs came on the radio: “Beautiful Loser”. He chortled at the lyrics:

“He wants his home and security ………… He wants to live like a sailor at sea”.

As he mulled the sentiment, a rueful smile came upon his face. He reached for the kitchen doorknob, but Sarah swung it open before he had a chance to push. She jumped into his arms.

“How was your day, baby?”

“I love you, Sarah.”

title: [HM] - Gary & Sarah

question: What was the tiff between Gary and Sarah about?

answer: Gary had commented on Sarah's weight gain while at a dinner outing with their best friends. According to Gary, his comment was very innocuous.

question: Where did Gary work?

question: How does Sarah make up for the fight that they had?

answer: Sarah calls Gary up while he is at work and apologizes for the three-day freezeout. She then does on to tell him that she has arranged a sleepover for their son at the neighbor's and that she would be cooking Gary's favorite dinner followed by a dessert that would be decided upon later.


text:
The night was calm and eerie. Beams of light from the full moon barely pieced the thick cover of the Adene forest. Odd rays shone down onto the mossy floor like spears firmly logged in the earth. The trees ended abruptly into a scorched barren field and castle walls rose up in the distance. Short but very thick granite walls that could take a beating. The castle’s garrison was responsible for the small wasteland. They would periodically set fires to beat back the encroaching forest. A castle guard isn’t very useful if you can’t see anyone coming through the trees.

“Dismount,” whispered Silvius. There was a soft clink as the men landed on the forest floor, their chain mail muffled by black cloaks. “Forward,” he growled softly. This was dangerous, and stupid…but hopefully just crazy enough to not be expected. Twenty black silhouettes crept forward into the open. The full moon did not help at all with staying concealed, but it was necessary for them to be able to see where to go once inside the walls. Not one of them had ever set foot inside this kingdom before today, much less been inside this castle. The blacken charred ground would have to be enough concealment. They crouched low to the ground, almost crawling. Heads down to the ground so that reflections off their faces could not be seen. Silvius was the first to reach the walls. Each soldier carried with them a large steel hook with a rope attached to it. The idea was that the hook would catch on a crevice in the old worn battlements, but it usually took a few tries. He took his hook and lobbed it upwards, with distant CLAG it landed. He gave it hard tug and after the initial slack gave way it held firm. That was lucky as someone up there almost certainly heard that.  After giving the rope one more tug to make sure it would hold his weight he planted both feet onto the wall and started the climb. Several feet up other hooks started to whiz by. Only one stuck the first time. As he made his way up his heart was starting to race and both arms and legs were quivering. Maybe the chain mail was not worth bringing, it sure made hauling himself up this rock demanding. An arrow shot overhead and hit something at the top with a dull thump. He heard a whimper and a gurgling sound, but no alarm was raised. The bowmen they had brought with them were already proving their worth. More clangs followed as the hooks were thrown up again. The top of parapet was finally within reach. Pushing off with his feet he hooked one hand over the top while keeping the other on the rope. Giving a massive heave he pulled himself up and over then not so gracefully hit the hard stone ground.

He lay there for a second catching his breath. A wooden jungle of building lay before him. Castle Grim was a very functional fortress. The buildings were constructed so that the streets curved and split off in unpredictable ways. It was meant to confuse disorient attacking forces should the walls be breached. That would be a problem soon but at least for the moment it was not his concern. As he stood up he noticed the limp body propped up against the wall next to him, an arrow protruding from its neck. The black and blue coat of arms with an eye in the middle signified him as a soldier of Etymry. They needed to hurry before this person was missed or the change of watch found him. It took several minutes before everyone reached the top. The main gate should be to our left, at least that’s where the only road into and out of this place is, Silvius thought to himself. He led his men along the wall being carful to stay in the shadow that the battlements made in the moonlight. Another watchman was up ahead, maybe forty feet. He put his hand up to call a halt and gestured at the man. One of the archers nocked the arrow in their bow, drew it back, and let loose in one fluid motion. The arrow sprouted from the back of the watchman’s head and he fell to the ground letting loose a scrape of metal on stone. They really needed to hurry now. Silvius ran as fast as he could while still staying crouched in the shadows. The bottoms of all of their boots were covered in a thick cloth that made their footsteps almost silent. The only sound was the faint jingling of chainmail. At last the main gate appeared in sight. This part was not going to be stealthy no matter how they did it. The two archers split off from the main group continuing a short way along the wall before finally stopping. They looked back waiting for the signal. One watchman stood on the wall directly over the gate looking outwards. Right inside the gate was a fire with five men sitting around it and the rest of the courtyard was empty. These people were clearly not expecting an attack. All the guards looked bored and edging on falling asleep. That made sense though, they weren’t at war after all. Well at least not until right now. A stair case a few feet ahead led down from the wall to the gate. Silvius took a deep breath to calm his nerves before silently unsheathing his sword. The other men followed his lead. He nodded his head towards the two archers before standing up and sprinting down the stairs. The first arrow took the soldier on top of the wall, while the second one took the largest of the soldiers by the fire. The courtyard instantly erupted into shouting as they charged down the stairs and the four remaining men leapt to their feet and drew their swords.

One took off running towards the jumble of building on the other side of the courtyard, screaming for help. He did not get very far before an arrow found him in the chest. Silvius leapt to the right as he got to the first man, dodging a stabbing blow meant for his heart. As he twisted his body around he swiped his word towards the man’s neck. The man easily ducked, but Silvius had expected this. In the same swiping motion, he pivoted and switched his weight to the left foot while kicking out the right and catching the man squarely on the jaw. He screamed as he fell down. The other two men were on Silvius in an instant, putting forth a flurry of blows that forced him to retreat while deflecting them. One managed to get through after bouncing off his sword and caught him in the ribs. It hurt like hell but did not go through the chainmail. Guess the chainmail was worth bringing after all. The rest of his men poured down the stairs and forced the two to back off. The one on the ground barely managed to regain his feet before Captain Grish smacked the sword out of his hand and sunk his own sword up the hilt into his gut. Grish was a very imposing man, nearly seven feet tall and very muscular. He towered over his victim like a hawk over a mouse.

Four of the attackers split off from the fight and started to open the gate. It was raised by a large crank sticking out the ground with bars arranged horizontally for people to push on. The gate groaned and squealed for a second before starting to raise up. Grish took out a horn and let loose a long BRRRRRRROOOOO. Right inside the tree line looking at the gates were two thousand mounted soldiers. Normally not enough to assault a fortress like this, but the gates were opening and the defends were unprepared. They charged forwards spurring their mounts as fast as they could.

At this point the arches had repositioned themselves on opposite sides of the wall overlooking the courtyard. They shot down a few lone men who rushed in to help their comrades. A much more sizable force was gathering further down the twisted streets as men rushed out of the barracks.

Silvius and his men had cornered the two remaining soldiers but if anything, that made things harder. They had their backs against the wall and were fighting for their lives. Silvius looked on with respect for how long they were lasting, but it was only a matter of time. They could keep blocking attacks from so many men at once and they were getting tired. The end finally came when the man on the left failed to parry a lunge which sunk a short sword into his chest. Taking advantage of the momentary gap in the last soldiers defenses that was being covered by his compatriot Grish swept his longsword overhead lodging it in the base of the man’s neck. Both men slumped to the ground dead.

Having finished with the watchmen the group turned around to see hundreds of infantry men and archers running into the courtyard. The gate was up but the cavalry had not yet arrived. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK, pounded in Silvius’s mind. Instead of advancing, though, the infantry braced themselves and leveled spears and the archers prepared a volley. Their cloth uniforms seemed woefully inadequate for what was about to come. While the infantry is the backbone of any army it is always composed of peasants. No one is going to waste good armor and weapons on arrow fodder.

A torrent of horses and men flew through the gates and plowed into the defenders who barely managed to get off a halfhearted spray of arrows. Silvius stood for a second watching the fighting. The defenders had them outnumbered two to one, but many of them were archers. Very useful at the top of a wall looking down on an army, not so useful in the bloody melee happening in front of him. The two sides were so mixed together if any tried to fire a volley they would just kill their own men too. What a victory this had been. A good opening shot in what would hopefully turn out to be short war. His father would be pleased to hear of this.o

title: [FN] This is the first story I’ve written outside of school stuff. Constructive criticism would be helpful.

question: What does the story say about how the soldiers climb the wall?

answer: The soldier carried with them a large steel hook with a rope attached to it. They throw the hooks which catch on a crevice in the wall. Then they check if the rope would hold their weight and start the climb. When they finally reach the top of the wall, they pull themselves over the top and fall on the stone ground.

question: What does the story say about the soldiers' motivation to enter the fortress?