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This one was for an assignment. Kinda long, but I think it's worth it. Have fun :)

Mr. Joseph’s Suit

Thomas Joseph lived in a small farming town. He knew all of his neighbors and half of them were his relatives. He lived in a house that was surrounded by trees and had an old wood barn in the back. He didn’t have the biggest house in the town and hardly anyone paid attention to him and the property he inherited from his long passed relatives.

Thomas went into town and bought paint to paint his house. He thought that if there was a change to the way it looked, attention would be drawn to him and how great it looked. He might event get questions like “Wow, I love the new color of your house!” or “I can’t imagine the hard work you’ve put into it”. If people recognized him then everyone would like him. Thomas not only bought paint for his house, but also for his shed in the back. He painted them both yellow because he couldn’t think of a color that would attract more attention than something as bright and glamorous.

Thomas spent many days painting his house. He didn’t ask for any help from his friends and neighbors because he thought that if he got it done all by himself then it would make it look like he worked harder on it, and did a better job.

In truth, the paint he gave his house attracted no attention whatsoever. Thomas went through the town, talking to all the people he saw. He made small talk, expecting someone to comment on his house without him telling them. When he finally got annoyed with the lack of responses, he said “I got a new color on my house. Did you see it yet?” However, no one really cared about his house. They didn’t even know he painted it or that anything new had even happened to it.

When Mr. Joseph got home, he tapped his foot with annoyance. He sat in his chair with the smell of paint fumes still floating around in the air, reminding him of his unsuccessful campaign for attention. He would have to try harder to get the results he was looking for.
That same evening, Mr. Joseph went down to the local tailor to get a suit fitted for him. Changing something about his appearance would make the townspeople think highly of him. He bought the fanciest suit he could afford, and it was all white; more noticeable for the eyes. He picked out new cuff links from the jewelry store that were made out of mother of pearl. When the tailor measured his arms and legs for fitting and told him it would be ready to pick up the next Wednesday.

When he returned to his house, he had buzzing thoughts floating around in his head about how popular the suit would make him. Would the tailor tell people about it? Perhaps they too would have a growing anticipation to see Mr. Joseph in his new white suit. He forgot to tell the tailor how many buttons to put on it, and what kind. If she put black buttons on his white suit, the effect would be diminished. If the tailor didn’t measure him correctly, the suit could be ruined and it would make him look trashy if it didn’t fit.
Throughout the week, as Mr. Joseph feared, no one questioned him about his visit to the Tailor. There wasn’t a word said about his new suit, except for the Tailor sending him a letter asking about how the pockets should be. Mr. Joseph was still upset but he was willing to wait.

When Wednesday came, Mr. Joseph dressed into his brand new suit and strutted around town. He wore his mother of pearl cuff links. All his buttons were shiny and white. The suit itself fit perfectly, but no one saw him. It was getting to be dark so not very many people were out at that time of day. Sadly, Mr. Joseph returned home.

But he wasn’t done yet. He had one thing in mind that would get him the attention of all of his friends and neighbors.

Mr. Joseph went into the barn, still wearing his suit, and set fire to all the things that would burn. The old hay ignited in almost an instant and flames were licking up the walls. A giant plume of smoke went into the air, and sure enough, neighbors started coming. His ego burned with anticipation.
Cars lined up all the way down the street of people who were curious about what was happening and willing to help. They saw Mr. Joseph in his new suit and the new paint on his house, but they also saw the blazing fire that was spreading to the trees that surrounded his house.

There was not much they could do to save his house. After the trees around his house caught fire, the flames engulfed his home. The townspeople could do no help, because buckets of water could not put out a fire as big as Mr. Joseph’s. The only thing Mr. Joseph had left was himself and his fancy suit, and that did not make the townspeople think highly of him.

TL;DR: Guy wants to impress everyone with his new suit. Ends up catching his house on fire.

title: I adapted this from a story my grandma told me. What do you think?

question: Why did Mr. Joseph crave so much approval and attention from people?

answer: Mr. Joseph was raised in a small rural community. He was close to half of the people in his neighborhood, and he knew them all. Mr. Joseph didn't have the most prominent house in town, and no one paid any attention to him and the land he had received from his deceased family. If Mr. Joseph craved other people's attention, it might be because he was an isolated individual with few close acquaintances, or he might have a personality disorder.

question: Is it likely that Mr. Joseph has Histrionic Personality Disorder? Explain how this manifests in the story.

answer: Mr. Joseph received very little attention and was desperate for attention from others, so he decided to repaint his house with a bright color to bring attention to himself. Even so, no one seemed to notice or care. He decided to have a tailor design him a brand new exquisite suit after not receiving what he wanted. He wore it throughout the town, and no one noticed. Still dissatisfied, he set fire to his home, gaining the attention he so sorely desired. These theatrical activities for attention and acceptance are symptoms of Histrionic Personality Disorder, where persons with an intense need to be recognized, such as Mr. Joseph, resort to dramatic and improper behaviors to gain attention.

question: What does the story say about how to be a good neighbor?


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GEORGE COUNTY is a county located in the U.S. state of Mississippi. As of the 2010 census, the population was 22,578.[1] Its county seat is Lucedale.[2] The county is named for James Z. George, US Senator from Mississippi.

George County is included in the Gulfport-Biloxi-Pascagoula, MS Metropolitan Statistical Area. The county is located to the state near the border with Alabama.

Geography

According to the U.S. Census Bureau, the county has a total area of , of which is land and (1.0%) is water.[3]

Major highways

-   [] U.S. Highway 98
-   [] Mississippi Highway 26
-   [] Mississippi Highway 57
-   [] Mississippi Highway 63
-   [] Mississippi Highway 198

Adjacent counties

-   Greene County (north)
-   Mobile County, Alabama (east)
-   Jackson County (south)
-   Stone County (west)
-   Perry County (northwest)

National protected area

-   De Soto National Forest (part)

Demographics

As of the census[4] of 2000, there were 19,144 people, 6,742 households, and 5,305 families residing in the county. The population density was 40 people per square mile (15/km²). There were 7,513 housing units at an average density of 16 per square mile (6/km²). The racial makeup of the county was 89.38% White, 8.82% African American, 0.24% Native American, 0.16% Asian, 0.84% from other races, and 0.57% from two or more races. 1.60% of the population were Hispanic or Latino of any race.

There were 6,742 households, out of which 38.70% had children under the age of 18 living with them, 64.00% were married couples living together, 10.40% had a female householder with no husband present, and 21.30% were non-families. 19.10% of all households were made up of individuals, and 8.20% had someone living alone who was 65 years of age or older. The average household size was 2.78 and the average family size was 3.17.

In the county, the population was spread out, with 29.20% under the age of 18, 9.40% from 18 to 24, 28.60% from 25 to 44, 21.90% from 45 to 64, and 10.90% who were 65 years of age or older. The median age was 33 years. For every 100 females, there were 100.60 males. For every 100 females age 18 and over, there were 98.60 males.

The median income for a household in the county was $34,730, and the median income for a family was $39,386. Males had a median income of $33,575 versus $20,542 for females. The per capita income for the county was $14,337. About 13.00% of families and 16.70% of the population were below the poverty line, including 20.80% of those under age 18 and 20.20% of those age 65 or over.

Politics

The county has gone solidly Republican in the last nine Presidential elections.[5] In past Presidential elections third party candidates sometimes did well here. In 1968 George Wallace won the county with over 90 percent of the vote,[6] which was the second highest percentage he received in any county. In 1988 the county gave David Duke 4.21%, which was the highest percentage he received. In that election it also gave more support to Lenora Fulani than she received in most of the nation. In 2012, President Obama only received 14% of the vote, and Hillary Clinton received barely ten percent in 2016[7] In 2020, George County was only one of two counties that voted against replacing the state flag. The other was nearby Greene County.

The county is located in Mississippi's 4th congressional district, which has a Cook Partisan Voting Index of R+16 and is represented by Republican Steven Palazzo.

  Year                               Republican                                  Democratic                                  Third parties
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  style=“text-align:center;” |2016   style=“text-align:center;” |87.9% _8,696_   style=“text-align:center;” |10.4% _1,027_   1.7% _168_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2012   style=“text-align:center;” |85.0% _8,376_   style=“text-align:center;” |13.8% _1,359_   1.2% _121_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2008   style=“text-align:center;” |82.5% _7,700_   style=“text-align:center;” |16.4% _1,532_   1.1% _103_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2004   style=“text-align:center;” |77.8% _6,223_   style=“text-align:center;” |21.6% _1,724_   0.7% _54_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2000   style=“text-align:center;” |70.6% _5,143_   style=“text-align:center;” |27.1% _1,977_   2.3% _164_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1996   style=“text-align:center;” |55.7% _3,311_   style=“text-align:center;” |31.8% _1,888_   12.5% _744_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1992   style=“text-align:center;” |43.6% _4,141_   style=“text-align:center;” |27.9% _2,650_   28.6% _2,718_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1988   style=“text-align:center;” |58.4% _4,545_   style=“text-align:center;” |31.3% _2,435_   10.3% _802_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1984   style=“text-align:center;” |72.1% _4,346_   style=“text-align:center;” |27.5% _1,655_   0.5% _27_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1980   style=“text-align:center;” |51.5% _3,052_   style=“text-align:center;” |46.5% _2,757_   2.1% _123_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1976   style=“text-align:center;” |37.4% _1,957_   style=“text-align:center;” |58.8% _3,072_   3.8% _200_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1972   style=“text-align:center;” |92.9% _3,979_   style=“text-align:center;” |6.3% _270_      0.8% _34_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1968   style=“text-align:center;” |3.9% _171_      style=“text-align:center;” |4.9% _214_      91.2% _3,992_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1964   style=“text-align:center;” |92.0% _2,797_   style=“text-align:center;” |8.0% _242_      style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1960   style=“text-align:center;” |15.0% _310_     style=“text-align:center;” |40.8% _844_     44.3% _917_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1956   style=“text-align:center;” |24.3% _403_     style=“text-align:center;” |69.2% _1,150_   6.5% _108_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1952   style=“text-align:center;” |30.9% _603_     style=“text-align:center;” |69.1% _1,351_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1948   style=“text-align:center;” |2.1% _25_       style=“text-align:center;” |9.3% _108_      88.6% _1,033_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1944   style=“text-align:center;” |8.1% _92_       style=“text-align:center;” |92.0% _1,051_   style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1940   style=“text-align:center;” |3.9% _38_       style=“text-align:center;” |96.1% _945_     style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1936   style=“text-align:center;” |2.6% _24_       style=“text-align:center;” |97.2% _892_     0.2% _2_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1932   style=“text-align:center;” |2.3% _19_       style=“text-align:center;” |97.6% _824_     0.1% _1_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1928   style=“text-align:center;” |52.3% _369_     style=“text-align:center;” |47.7% _336_     style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1924   style=“text-align:center;” |11.9% _68_      style=“text-align:center;” |88.1% _502_     style="text-align:center;|
  style=“text-align:center;” |1920   style=“text-align:center;” |16.7% _56_      style=“text-align:center;” |78.3% _263_     5.1% _17_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1916   style=“text-align:center;” |8.0% _32_       style=“text-align:center;” |84.8% _341_     7.2% _29_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1912   style=“text-align:center;” |1.7% _5_        style=“text-align:center;” |79.4% _231_     18.9% _55_

  : PRESIDENTIAL ELECTIONS RESULTS[8]

Communities

City

-   Lucedale (county seat)

Unincorporated places

-   Agricola
-   Basin
-   Benndale
-   Bexley
-   Buzzard Roost
-   Crossroads
-   Merrill
-   Rocky Creek
-   Shipman

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[5] The New York Times Electoral Map (Zoom in on Mississippi)

[6] David Leip's Presidential Election Atlas Statistics for 1968

[7] David Leip's Presidential Election Atlas Statistics for 1988

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title: George County, Mississippi

question: What does the article say about the structure of households in George County, Mississippi?

answer: As of the census of 2000, there were 19,144 people, 6,742 households, and 5,305 families residing in the county. The population density was 40 people per square mile. There were 7,513 housing units at an average density of 16 per square mile. There were 6,742 households, out of which 38.70% had children under the age of 18 living with them, 64.00% were married couples living together, 10.40% had a female householder with no husband present, and 21.30% were non-families. 19.10% of all households were made up of individuals, and 8.20% had someone living alone who was 65 years of age or older. The average household size was 2.78 and the average family size was 3.17.

question: What does the article say about the racial makeup and the living standard in George County, Mississippi?

answer: The racial makeup of the county was 89.38% White, 8.82% African American, 0.24% Native American, 0.16% Asian, 0.84% from other races, and 0.57% from two or more races. 1.60% of the population were Hispanic or Latino of any race. The median income for a family was $39,386. The per capita income for the county was $14,337. About 13.00% of families and 16.70% of the population were below the poverty line.

question: What does the article say about the politics in George County, Mississippi?

answer: The county has gone solidly Republican in the last nine presidential elections. In past presidential elections, third-party candidates sometimes did well here. In 2012, President Obama only received 14% of the vote, and Hillary Clinton received barely ten percent in 2016. In 2020, George County was only one of two counties that voted against replacing the state flag. The county is represented by republican Steven Palazzo.

question: What does the article say about charity?


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The astronauts on NASA’s Apollo 10 mission in May 1969 paved the way for a pivotal moment in human history. But in the process, they introduced an entirely new kind of space exploration mystery.

Apollo 10 served as a test run for Apollo 11's historic moon landing two months later. NASA went through all the same motions and procedures as the landing would require, but came just short of actually touching down on the lunar surface. The three astronauts onboard helped NASA understand the issues that might arise during the real lunar landing. Such as: What happens when a turd floats through the spacecraft?

It was day six of the mission. Commander Tom Stafford noticed it first. “Oh—who did it?” he asked, laughing. “Who did it?”

“Give me a napkin quick,” he told the others. “There’s a turd floating through the air.”

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Screenshot via NASA

Talk quickly turned to whose poop it could be, resulting in a pretty hilarious chorus of “not me!”

“I didn’t do it. It ain’t one of mine,” said command module pilot John Young. Lunar module pilot Eugene Cernan claimed, “I don’t think it’s one of mine,” while Stafford was more specific in his denials. “Mine was a little more sticky than that,” he told the others.

Figuring out how astronauts could answer nature’s call was a major challenge NASA had to face if it wanted to keep astronauts in space for more than a few hours. Unfortunately for space travelers trapped in close quarters, the human body experiences “decreased gastrointestinal transit time” in weightless conditions—meaning astronauts go more in space. These days, astronauts on the International Space Station have a vacuum-powered toilet equipped with a seat belt. In the early days of space travel, there were no such luxuries.

In 1961, astronaut Alan Shepard—the first American to travel into space—spent five hours waiting for his 15-minute long Freedom 7 flight. He ended up having to pee in his space suit—something NASA had not prepared for. Later, they added waste collection devices [PDF], but they weren’t foolproof. In 1963, several systems within astronaut Gordon Cooper’s Project Mercury capsule failed due to a leaky urine bag. (To reduce the need to pass solid waste during the Mercury missions, astronauts were fed a special low-fiber diet for the three days before launch.)

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An early fecal collection device for astronauts. Image Credit: NASA

But of course, everybody needs to poop eventually. During the longer Apollo missions, astronauts essentially had to use an adhesive plastic bag they could attach to their butt. A germicidal tablet inside killed bacteria to prevent gasses from building up inside the bag.

“In all cases, the primary problem has been the separation, in a weightless environment, of the fecal wastes from the crewmen,” NASA wrote in an analysis of the Apollo fecal collection system in 1972 [PDF]. With no gravity, it’s hard to get your poop away from your body, and it came with a “finger cot” (like a condom for the finger) to help move the poop into the bag. The bag was not popular with astronauts: “Nothing has proved more effective than the current system, which has proved adequate for all flights, although the crewmen have expressed dislike for it.”

As to who unleashed the Apollo 10’s mysterious turd, none of the astronauts on board copped to it. “Well, babe, if it was me, I sure would know I was s****ing on the floor,” Cernan said. The other astronauts continued to claim their own bowel movements were too sticky to be the offender, as evidenced by their experiences with the beloved finger cot. Who really unleashed the Apollo 10 poop rocket, we may never know.

Once NASA astronauts did touch down on the moon, of course, they elected to leave their bags of feces there. Go ahead and search “turd” in the Apollo 10 transcripts to find more astronaut poop jokes.

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question: What does the text say about the difference between space travel in the 1960s versus now?

answer: In the 1960s, those at NASA were still trying to figure out how to manage fecal waste and urine amongst their astronauts in space. In 1961, they had not thought this out. Astronaut Alan Shepard ended up having to pee in his space suit while waiting for his 15-minute long Freedom 7 flight. They added waste collection devices later on, but they weren't foolproof. Systems within Gordon Cooper's Project Mercury failed due to a leaky urine bag. In the Apollo 10 mission, a piece of feces was found floating in the spacecraft. Nowadays, astronauts on the International Space Station have a vacuum powered toilet equipped with a seat belt.

question: What does the text say about the analysis of the Apollo fecal collection system in 1972?

answer: In an analysis of the Apollo fecal collection system, Nasa wrote in 1972 that the main problem is keeping fecal wastes from the crewmen in a weightless environment. The fecal collection system came with a "finger cot" that would help move feces into a collection bag, which was not popular with astronauts. Despite this, the analysis says that nothing has proved more effective than the system of that time. NASA said it proved adequate for all flights.

question: Summarize what happened on day six of the Apollo 10 mission.

answer: On day six of the Apollo 10 mission, a piece of fecal matter floated through the spacecraft. Those in the spacecraft tried to figure out who did it to no avail. No one would fess up about who it belonged to. Everyone on board claimed it wasn't theirs.

question: What does the text say about toilet paper in space?


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MEXICO CITY (Reuters) - Mexico’s government said on Saturday it would help Honduras create 20,000 jobs this year and support its coffee farmers as the two countries seek to curb migration to the United States that has created tensions with U.S. President Donald Trump.

Mexican President Andres Manuel Lopez Obrador and his Honduran counterpart, Juan Orlando Hernandez, pledged to work together to lift prosperity in Central America, where poverty and violence have fueled an exodus of people north.

That migration has angered Trump, who has made border security a priority, and issued economic threats against Mexico and Central America if more is not done to contain the flows.

Speaking after the Honduran and Mexican leaders met in the eastern state of Veracruz, Mexican Foreign Minister Marcelo Ebrard said Lopez Obrador had given instructions to help Honduras create 20,000 jobs between now and December.

He did not provide further details, but afterwards the two presidents offered more insights into their plans in speeches in the eastern city of Minatitlan.

Hernandez said he was hoping a “great international coalition for mass job creation” in Central America could be forged, while Lopez Obrador stressed that Mexico would support the region with funds and employment schemes.

In particular, Lopez Obrador said, Mexico would assist Honduran coffee farmers, whose businesses have suffered this year from a drop in international prices.

“We’ll help improve coffee production in whatever is needed,” he said, “so you have no problem selling coffee.”

Lopez Obrador did not offer more details, but also said schemes he has championed in Mexico to create jobs via youth apprenticeships and tree planting would come to Honduras too.

There has been a surge this year in migrant apprehensions on the U.S. southern border with Mexico. Most of the people caught trying to enter the United States illegally come from Guatemala, Honduras and El Salvador.

On Friday, Trump said he had reached a deal with Guatemala to curb migration, though that plan was called into question on Saturday by the two politicians vying to become Guatemala’s next president in an election next month.

Reporting by Noe Torres and Dave Graham; Editing by Richard Chang

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question: What did Mexico's government state?

answer: Mexico's government stated that it would help Honduras create 20,000 jobs this year and support its coffee farmers.

question: Who pledged to work together to lift prosperity in Central America?

answer: Mexican President Andres Manuel Lopez Obrador and his Honduran counterpart, Juan Orlando Hernandez pledged to work together to lift prosperity in Central America.

question: What additional schemes did Lopez Obrador say would come to the Honduras too?

answer: He said that schemes he has championed in Mexico to create jobs via youth apprenticeships and tree planting would come to Honduras.

question: Where were the people coming from that tried to enter the U.S. illegally?

answer: Guatemala, Honduras, and El Salvador

question: Write a ~1 sentence summary.

answer: This article summarizes how Mexico's government would help Honduras in creating jobs and improving coffee production.


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When we boarded the charter flight, we had no idea where we were going.

The destination was supposed to be Denver for UND's first-round playoff series against the Pioneers. But a blizzard was sweeping through the Mile High City and the airport was shut down.

We sat and waited for news. The flight attendants told us the pilots were going to drop us off in either Grand Junction, Colo., or Albuquerque, N.M.

My first thought was that I hope we're going to New Mexico. A story saying the UND hockey team is in New Mexico will register with readers far more than a story saying Grand Junction. My second thought was that if we land in New Mexico, I get to check off another state on my list.

Fortunately, our destination was Albuquerque.

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After we landed, I filed a story, rented a car to drive to Denver, then tackled the next most important thing: Finding a great place to eat in New Mexico (more on that later).

Ever since 2012, I have compiled my favorite restaurants and/or bars that I visited that season for my all-dining team (a nod to the numerous All-American and all-conference hockey teams that are named at the end of the year).

Anything can end up on it from a five-star restaurant to a corner hot dog stand.

Not everyone agrees with my choices, as you'll see on my hilarious credential from Miami this season.

[Some in the Miami RedHawks office do not approval of Herald writer Brad Schlossman's dining choices.]

Some in the Miami RedHawks office do not approval of Herald writer Brad Schlossman's dining choices.

Regardless, it's time for the seventh-annual all-dining team:

First team

TOMASITA'S, SANTA FE, N.M.: Once we landed in New Mexico, I texted former Herald sports and news designer Steph Proffer, who came to us from the Santa Fe New Mexican newspaper. I asked her where to eat in New Mexico. She said Tomasita's in Santa Fe. I asked what to order. She said the sopaipillas. So, I did, and it was one of the best meals I had all year. The service was amazing, too. Our waiter answered each of my million questions about what we were eating and how it was made.

[A sopaipilla at Tomasita's in Santa Fe, N.M.]

A sopaipilla at Tomasita's in Santa Fe, N.M.Brad Elliott Schlossman/Grand Forks Herald

PATTERSON'S CAFE, OXFORD, OHIO: Considering the small size of the city, Oxford sure has a lot of great eating spots that have landed on the all-dining team over the years. There's a new one this year in Patterson's Cafe. I'm not a huge breakfast person, but this is a must for breakfast eaters in Oxford.

[Patterson's Cafe in Oxford, Ohio.]

Patterson's Cafe in Oxford, Ohio.

FIREHOUSE SOUTHERN STYLE BBQ, COLORADO SPRINGS, COLO.: When you think of barbeque, you think Kansas City or Texas, not Colorado Springs. But Firehouse Southern Style BBQ is the second barbeque joint in Springs to make the all-dining team (joining Front Range Barbeque). Firehouse is located way off the beaten path in the back of a gas station. They let me combine two different orders into one and both were so good.

[Firehouse Southern Style BBQ in Colorado Springs.]

Firehouse Southern Style BBQ in Colorado Springs.

[Firehouse Southern Style BBQ in Colorado Springs.]

Firehouse Southern Style BBQ in Colorado Springs.

SECRET PIZZA, LAS VEGAS: If you don't know where it's located, you'll never find it. Thankfully, I was with Jake Brandt, who met up with me at Cosmopolitan in Las Vegas, pointed to an unmarked hallway and walked down it with me. At the end of this random hallway, there was this small, hidden pizza-by-the-slice place. How can you stay in business when nobody knows where your business is located? The only way is that it has to be great. And it was great.

[The hallway leading to Secret Pizza at Cosmopolitan in Las Vegas.]

The hallway leading to Secret Pizza at Cosmopolitan in Las Vegas.

[Secret Pizza in Cosmopolitan in Las Vegas.]

Secret Pizza in Cosmopolitan in Las Vegas.

YALETOWN BREWING COMPANY, VANCOUVER, B.C.: One of the reasons it has taken me so long to post the all-dining team is because I wanted to see if there might be a candidate at the 2019 NHL Draft in Vancouver. Sure enough, Yaletown Brewing Company hit the spot. Not only was it a perfect place to sit outdoors and eat -- the weather was perfect every day in Vancouver, not too hot or cool -- the food was outstanding. Everyone in our group ate something different and everyone loved their meals. A great place in a great neighborhood.

[The Yaletown neighborhood in Vancouver.]

The Yaletown neighborhood in Vancouver.

Second team

ANCHOR BAR, BUFFALO, N.Y.: When you go to Buffalo, you obviously need to try the wings. Anchor Bar takes credit as being the founder of buffalo wings, so, yes, it can be a tourist trap. Locals avoid it. But while locals suggested other places, I still thought Anchor Bar was my favorite wings place.

[Anchor Bar in Buffalo, N.Y.]

Anchor Bar in Buffalo, N.Y.

[Anchor Bar in Buffalo, N.Y.]

Anchor Bar in Buffalo, N.Y.

TRINITY BREWING, COLORADO SPRINGS: The menu isn't huge at this brewery in Colorado Springs, but it didn't need to be. The food was great. The atmosphere was excellent. If you're a beer drinker, there are a lot of options. Specialties include burgers, custom-made mac-and-cheese and numerous vegan options.

[Trinity Brewing Company in Colorado Springs.]

Trinity Brewing Company in Colorado Springs.

OKLAHOMA JOE'S, OMAHA, NEB.: Oklahoma Joe's is a legendary Kansas City BBQ joint that originated in a gas station. It's a must-stop every time I'm in Kansas City. Now, there's one in Aksarben Village just blocks away from Baxter Arena. When I saw that en route to my hotel, I dropped off my bags and immediately went there. While there are numerous fantastic food places in Aksarben Village, put this one on your list if you're into barbeque. The burnt ends are a must.

[The burnt ends at Oklahoma Joe's in Aksarben Village in Omaha.]

The burnt ends at Oklahoma Joe's in Aksarben Village in Omaha.

BILBO'S PIZZA, KALAMAZOO, MICH.: Although Bilbo's is most famous for its deep dish pizza, I tried the thin crust and thought it was terrific. I would recommend it. UND coach Brad Berry also recommends Bilbo's. It's his favorite pizza place from his playing days with the Kalamazoo K-Wings.

[A menu from Bilbo's Pizza in Kalamazoo, Mich.]

A menu from Bilbo's Pizza in Kalamazoo, Mich.

SKYLINE CHILI, OXFORD: Oh wow, how good does this look? I only went to the most polarizing restaurant in the NCHC twice on this trip to Oxford, and it was amazing both times. This is the three-way (noodles, chili sauce, cheese). A four-way includes onions or beans. A five-way includes both onions and beans.

[A three-way from Skyline Chili in Oxford, Ohio.]

A three-way from Skyline Chili in Oxford, Ohio.

Third team

GABRIEL'S GATE, BUFFALO: Gabriel's Gate was another outstanding wings place in Buffalo. Located on Allen Street in Allentown in a house-like building, the atmosphere here was awesome. The wings were great, too.

[Gabriel's Gate in Buffalo, N.Y. Photo via Google.]

Gabriel's Gate in Buffalo, N.Y. Photo via Google.

CHILI'S, COLORADO SPRINGS: Chili's still has the best chips and salsa around. And this time, I got to enjoy them while watching Rafael Nadal play against Nick Kyrgios in a three-set match on TV. Does life get much better than that?

[Chips and salsa from Chili's in Colorado Springs.]

Chips and salsa from Chili's in Colorado Springs.

THE 1-UP ARCADE BAR, DENVER: I know arcade bars are all the rage in larger cities, but this was the best one I've been to so far. Tons of games. Lots of TVs. A pretty good selection of bar food to eat. Fun place.

[Pinball games at The 1Up Arcade Bar in Denver.]

Pinball games at The 1Up Arcade Bar in Denver.

SAMMY'S PIZZA, DULUTH, MINN.: What would an all-dining team be without Sammy's Pizza on it? It just wouldn't be right. The reason why you never see any other Duluth places on the all-dining team is because I would have to eat somewhere else for that to happen.

[Sammy's Pizza in Duluth, Minn.]

Sammy's Pizza in Duluth, Minn.

IN-N-OUT BURGER, LAS VEGAS: There were a lot of contenders for the final spot, and it took an hour-plus of debate. But in the end, this is the lone story I write all year that my sister reads, and if In-N-Out is left off the team, she'll know it and there could be a big family rift. It might mean no place to stay when I go to the Cities and no opportunities to watch my little nephews dance to Baby Shark. Also, In-N-Out is the king of fast food burgers.

[In-N-Out Burger in Las Vegas.]

In-N-Out Burger in Las Vegas.

MVP

TOMASITA'S, SANTA FE, N.M.: I never would have imagined in a million years that a place in Santa Fe would end up on the college hockey all-dining team, but here it is. The food, atmosphere and service were all unbelievable and I only wish that I'd be able to stop here on future college hockey trips. Frozen Four in Albuquerque, anyone? Regional in Santa Fe?

[Tomasita's in Santa Fe, N.M.]

Tomasita's in Santa Fe, N.M.Brad Elliott Schlossman/Grand Forks Herald

PAST MVPS

2013: Glacier Brewhouse, Anchorage

2014: Cherry Cricket, Denver

2015: Ian's Pizza, Madison

2016: American Flatbread, Burlington, Vt.

2017: Bagel and Deli, Oxford, Ohio

2018: New Orleans Takeout, Madison, Wis.

2019: Tomasita's, Santa Fe, N.M.

Rookie of the Year

TRINITY BREWING, COLORADO SPRINGS: Yes, this was only on the second team this year, but out of all the rookies to watch, I think this one showed the most promise to be a future first-teamer. While the menu isn't huge, it's versatile enough to find something no matter what you're looking for: a full meal, a light snack or just a drink (or even a book).

[Trinity Brewing Company in Colorado Springs.]

Trinity Brewing Company in Colorado Springs.

Coach of the Year

STEPH PROFFER, CHARLOTTE, N.C.: When I needed a place to eat on the spot (and because she now lives in Charlotte on Eastern Time, my request came in real late at night for her), Steph delivered the year's MVP. That's worth coach of the year honors right there. By the way, she has a track record of delivering on the spot: When UND won the 2016 NCAA national championship, she designed the Herald's 1A page that night and came up with the headline, "Better Eight Than Never."

[A look at some of the 2016 NCAA national championship papers from the Herald.]

A look at some of the 2016 NCAA national championship papers from the Herald.

Hall of Fame Inductee

GLACIER BREWHOUSE, ANCHORAGE: With so much uncertainty about the future of the Alaska hockey programs, I am certainly wondering if I'll ever be back in Anchorage at one of my favorite restaurants of all time. So, it's about time that the inaugural MVP of the all-dining team finally gets into the Hall of Fame (inductees are no longer eligible for the all-dining team, because they'd be on it every year). In fact, I have sent two friends to the Brewhouse already this summer during their trips to Anchorage. An all-time great.

[The Glacier Brewhouse in Anchorage, Alaska.]

The Glacier Brewhouse in Anchorage, Alaska.

PAST HALL OF FAME INDUCTEES

2015: Cherry Cricket, Denver

2016: Campus Pizza, Minneapolis

2017: Spicy Cajun Hot Dog Vendor, Colorado Springs

2018: Deek's Pizza, Grand Forks

2019: Glacier Brewhouse, Anchorage

question: Why did the author say they didn't know where they were going when they boarded the charter flight?

answer: A blizzard shut down the airport in Denver, and the pilots were going to drop off the plane passengers in either Grand Junction, Colo., or Albuquerque, N.M..

question: Who is the author of this document?

answer: It can be assumed that it is Herald writer Brad Schlossman.

question: what has the author compiled ever since 2012?

answer: They have compiled their favorite restaurants and bars that they've visited that season for their all-dining team.

question: Describe Secret Pizza in Las Vegas.

answer: It is a small, hidden pizza-by-the-slice place located in the Cosmopolitan in Las Vegas. The author said the pizza was great

question: What is the main point of the document?

answer: The author of this document is listing their seventh annual all-dining team, which is the author's favorite restaurants/bars that they visit each hockey season.

question: What is the author's MVP?

answer: Tomasita's in Santa Fe, New Mexico

question: Write a ~1 sentence summary.

answer: At the time of this document, the author listed their seventh annual all-dining team, which is a compilation of the author's favorite restaurants/bars that they visited around the country each hockey season.


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Both of them looked down at the screen that lay in front of them. “This is not good,” Zanec stated, with some obvious despair in his voice. “No, not at all,” replied his colleague, in a similar tone. A shiver was simultaneously sent down both of their backs.

The two had been put in charge of running and examining simulations of great importance, and the outcome of this one was looking very bleak. The company that they both worked for had been chosen to help ensure the future of the civilization, which made this realization even more grim. The simulations were made to recreate their universe, and knowing the vastness of the universe, the chances of the real equivalent to their “creations” actually existing were plausible. The “universe parasite” that they had been observing this time seemed unstoppable, even tearing itself apart, only to have it come back more vicious, and hungrier than ever. It seemed like it had no real goal, other than depleting the sustaining forces of anything it came by in order to sustain its own brutal existence. Knowing that even the universe has limits, it was bound to reach them eventually. “Maybe we should tell the director,” the colleague said in defeat. “We may have no choice,” Zanec admitted. “This beast is much worse than the others, even stemming from such simple beginnings.”

The parameters of the simulation were simple enough; create a single-celled organism on a random planet in a simulated version of their universe, let it evolve, and examine the damage it could do. They would observe what it would do to the planet it inhabited, or, if it became bad enough, what it would do to the universe itself. This is why their jobs were so important. If that happened to be the case, the company took all of the data and worked it into possible defense plans, catered specifically to that threat. They had done this many times before, always coming up with an appropriate response that was simple enough to enact. This was the first time they had come across anything that they couldn’t figure out, and why the reality of the situation was almost too much to bear. If they could understand the motives of the parasite, it was common of them to try to manipulate it in a way that rendered it perfectly harmless, if not totally peaceful. They could also set up a foolproof defense system, depending of the parasite. If possible, they could even try to influence it since creation, to mold it into something useful for them. The parasites with the most destructive natures often are able to be molded into a driven workforce, if they can be settled. With both of their eyes on the screen, they knew that this time, none of that was at all possible.

They tried to rerun the simulation, hoping this outcome was just a glitch in the parameters. Surely something like this couldn’t really exist in their universe, both thought. They ran it over and over again, hoping something would change. They tried to influence the parasite throughout every stage of its evolution, and tried to give them ideal circumstances to foster something other than destruction. They stared each time in disbelief as the exact same result displayed itself, once again, on the screen. Something this parasitic assured the demise of their civilization, and they would have to break the news to their director, who would in-turn inform the rest of the planet. They would all be thrown into panic-induced chaos for a short while, and then they would settle, as they waited for the enormously destructive force to inevitably make its way to them. Families would gather to enjoy the time they had left with the ones they loved. All would be terrified, because the simulation shows them exactly what was to expect. They would be consumed, their planet drained of its resources, and all would abandoned. Their planet would be but a husk of what it used to be, and they would cease to exist.

Both workers turned to each other, seeing the futility of their actions in the others eyes. They would have to accept their fate, even if it was straight from a horror story. The men turned to the door in unison, and started their harrowing walk to the office of their boss, the director. As they reached the door, Zanec let out an exasperated sigh, and turned to his colleague. “I’m so disappointed,” he said. “The humans had so much potential.”

title: [SF] The Parasite

question: Describe Zanec's work.

question: Are they dealing with an organism?

answer: Yes, they are dealing with a parasite.

question: Are Zanec and his colleague working on a biological weapon?

answer: No.

question: Are they able to contain the parasite?

answer: No.

question: Write a ~6 sentence summary.

answer:
Zanec and is colleague are in distress. They are working on a single-cell organism enforced with different simulations to examine the damage it does to its environment. They come across one such parasite which cannot be influenced to set up it's own defense system.

They rerun the simulation and are disappointed to see the same outcome every time. In fear of their planet being drained of all that it has, they reach the director's office. Zanec lets out a sigh and is disappointed pondering how much potential humans had.


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I remember the day, we met. What a wonderful day it was. You approached me for directions, and I adoring your beautiful, long hair, and geeky glasses, I couldn't refuse. More well timed meetings, and more 'by-chance' meetings turned turned into a casual friendship. More conversations at the table-next-to-the-window at the coffee shop, and more movies turned our casual friendship into something more. Much much more.

I still remember those long walks at the beach we used to have. I still remember the days we used lie down in the park, staring at the star-studded skies. I still remember the long debates we used to have at the coffee shop, over silly things. I loved debating about how you were more beautiful looking than me. I believe you thought otherwise.

I didn't fall in love, with the way you looked, friend. I fell in love with your soul. It feels so ironic, that it was I myself, who sent it away to the void. I blame the future, however, deep down Inside, I know I blame myself as well.

The future was our enemy. With tensions rising between the state of Asmodeia, and Vextrose, war was on the brink. That's when, Vextrose pulled off something, that no other country had ever even thought of. Fullscale-biological warfare.

The nightmare crimson virus. Your body slowly, but surely, crystallises into pure crystal strain of a blood diamond. It is a strange way to die, turning into something that people thought was the expression of love itself.

I remember the day you told me you had. Half your arm was crystallised, thanks to the ironic disease the Vextrosians created. I took care of you, feeding you myself. However, hearing your cries of pain, made me die inside. I wanted to end, your terrible suffering. Which is why I pulled the trigger on you, myself. I sometimes wonder if I did the right thing by killing you. I sometimes wonder if I should've let you live. I leave that to fate to decide.

All I know friend, is that I love you. I may be sitting in a Vextrosian prison, with half my arm given in to the crystal, but I do not care. I will die soon, I know, but I do not care. I will express my love for you, so that it may live on forever. Maybe this letter will live on forever, I hope. I will leave this letter here, so that whoever finds it may know of my tragedy. Your tragedy. Our tragedy. A tragedy in which our love was the ultimate victim. A Crimson Tragedy. A Crimson Tragedy.

title: [RO] A Crimson Tragedy

question: Why is the disease described as ironic?

answer: Because people die by turning into diamonds, something that symbolizes love.

question: What is the significance of the title?

answer: The virus causes someone to die by turning into blood diamond, hence the crimson tragedy.

question: Why is the narrator in prison at the end of the story?

answer: Presumably because they killed their lover.

question: How would the story have played out differently if Asmodeia and Vextrose hadn't gone to war?

answer: The virus would not have been created and the narrator's lover wouldn't have died.


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So I just starting writing, English is not my first languages but because I am studying abroad I thought I would give it a try. I am a student, and I am having quite of free time so I thought it could be a nice hobby, especially if get good at it. I don't know what tag to put, but I think its ok if it's just called a realistic fiction. Please be honest with me and tell me about your thoughts and where I could improve. Also, it’s the first time I am using reddit so don’t be surprised if I fail to work well with this, I am still trying to get used to it.

A slow violin music fills the café. It comes from only one speaker on the ground level, near the kitchen. The counter is moisty and sticky; a cup of honey lays immobile. No one touches it, people prefer dark sugar clearly, the jar is half empty. Most of them are in the upper part, in the mezzanine area, where they drink, think or work… The man with the black turtleneck pullover talks frenetically with the woman in front of him. She laughs timidly, politely. Their noise penetrates the peaceful music and disturbs slightly the environment. At least that’s what the bartender thinks. She tunes the music higher, it helps her work and she has a lot to work indeed. “A café is surely a place to maintain in perfect condition” – she thinks - it was her dream since high school. She hears the water boiling and quickly, swiftly, prepares a tea for some blonde girl above. As soon as the girl heard the steps pounding up the stairs her face changed colour. She tried the tea, and then put it down with no special reaction.

The music continues, a little bit louder. A man arrived, he came directly and decisively up and chose a chair. He sat down like he sits down in one of the chairs in his home, that’s probably not far away. He sips his coffee before taking off the jacket, then aims for the buttons in his computer and starts writing some line of code in a black screen. Besides him, a boy tastes a beer. Not a special beer, one that he normally drinks but still his first sip bears always a more pleasant taste than the second. Behind him, in the biggest table, more comfortable and more spacious, a boy writes on his computer. Looking around, he introspectively analyses his surroundings as a detective in a crime scene. And he continues, stopping just for some seconds to drinks his half-cold Arabian Mint Tea. Meanwhile, downstairs entered an individual dressed in black. He kisses the bartender and stands near hear while unwrapping a small present. The hours' pass, later, the same people and different people enter and leave.

The music still plays, it plays until the café closed and a little bit afterwards as the bartender enjoyed some minutes alone with her. Then she leaves and in the next morning, the same music plays again.

**Budapest, 2018**

title: [RF] A slow violin music fills the café.

question: What is the main event of the story?

answer: There is no real main event. The story depicts a café worker's day and the people who come in.

question: What is it that no one touches?

answer: No one touches the cup of honey on the table. Dark sugar is preferred at the café.

question: List all the beverages mentioned in the story.

answer: Tea, Arabian Mint Tea, coffee, beer

question: Who leaves at the end of the story?

answer: It is the woman who works at the café.

question: Write a ~3 sentence summary.

answer: A café worker's day and the people who enter the café are detailed. As hours pass, the same people and different people enter and leave. When the worker comes back in the next morning, the same music from the day before is playing again.


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This is my take on the Norse myth of Thor's fishing trip with Hymir. Some liberties taken with the mythology. Enjoy.

The wind howled like a pack of wolves nipping and tearing at the cloak strewn over the shoulder of a large man striding along the coastal path. Tyr pulled his hood further over his eyes with his remaining hand to protect against the bite of the gale. As the cloak shifted and the wind attacked the mottled skin of his stump, Tyr was painfully reminded of the great beast that took it. Fenrir, the giant wolf, bound by the Aesir until the breaking of the world. Pale blue sky stretched overhead as he looked behind him, not a cloud in sight over the horizon. That day of reckoning would not arrive today, so he cast it from his thoughts. As Tyr once more turned into the frigid wind leaping at him from the north, he heard the air burst into the booming sound of a voice echoing from afar. The familiar chant of a raucous battle song, he realized, and in the distance he saw a lone figure leaping towards him, bare-armed, hammer swinging carelessly at his side. Tyr shook his head and chuckled as Thor approached, bellowing with the percussive force of thunder. A thick, corded arm reached out to roughly clasp Tyr by the shoulder, giving him a firm shake. Thor’s cracked and weathered lips parted in the midst of an unkempt red beard to reveal his bright teeth before throwing his head back, erupting into laughter.

“Odinson,” Tyr said warmly, bowing his head formally to the huge man.

“Tyr, you bastard. On time as always! Ready for a feast?” He clapped both arms on Tyr’s shoulders.

“How long has it been since you’ve tasted the mead of your father’s halls?”

“Not long enough,” Tyr winced. His father was the giant Hymir, and there was no love lost between the jotnar and the Aesir, giants and gods, fated to a deadly clash at Ragnarok. He did not know why Thor had insisted that he take him to see his father, but he would put aside his own reluctance all the same.

“Let us go on,” he said, “though you may be at home in icy gales, I find myself longing for the crackle of a warm hearth and a full table.”

They set a brisk pace, and soon enough they reached the great halls of the giant Hymir. Thick black pillars of ash and smoke billowed from the smoke holes of the longhouse, a huge structure built from sturdy planks of giant trees, stacked fifty feet high. The polished jaws of an enormous whale opened wide to form the entrance of the hall, and as the two gods approached, they could see intricate carvings etched with great care in each plank of wood. Blue sky had long ago been chased away by the pale moon in a sea of gleaming stars, and the red glow of the hearth beckoned Thor and Tyr through the mouth of the whale and into the long hall within. Beds were leaned against the walls to make room for tables. Feasting giants sat upon high benches, laughing, singing, and drinking in abundance. The clamour of the hall burst into an uncomfortable silence as the gods walked into their midst, as even the seven foot tall Thor was dwarfed by the behemoths. From the end of the hall an especially large, magnificently bearded jotun rose from a great chair carved from bone.

“Ah. Our guests have arrived,” he said, “Welcome Tyr, and Thor Odinson, to the hall of Hymir.” The courteous words were said with thinly veiled distrust, and deep-set eyes leered at the Aesir over a prominent nose. Tyr simply nodded in reply, and found an empty seat beside his father to clamour onto. Thor, never one for manners, shouted, “Welcome indeed, Hymir! I hope you have butchered your finest oxen to set a table for the likes of two hungry gods!” He laughed, and strode over to the seat next to Hymir, opposite Tyr, and casually leapt up, tearing off a shank of meat in the process. He wasted no time in setting to the task of filling his belly. Hymir looked on in wonder and annoyance as he watched Thor eat two whole oxen, while he himself, a great being over ten feet in stature, consumed only one.

When the eating and drinking had subsided, giants lay upon the floor or hunched over the table in drunken slumber, with Tyr slowly nodding off as well. Thor had just finished licking his fingers when he looked over at the scowling Hymir, clearly eager to bid this guest farewell. For the first time since he had sat down, Thor gave his host his full attention, beckoning him to come closer. In a hoarse whisper that would have woken a deaf mule, Thor said, “Tomorrow, you take me fishing Hymir.” If Hymir had already been confused, now he was dumbfounded.

“Fishing?” he asked, thick eyebrows furrowed in disbelief that the son of Odin had come all this way for a fishing trip.

“Aye,” said Thor, looking over at Tyr to ensure that he was still asleep, “Fishing. For serpents.”

“No… You cannot-” Hymir gasped. The air around the two seemed to chill, the giant stunned as he was pierced by Thor’s raging eyes. The man seemed to grow beyond his stature, looming over him as the anger within him welled like the gathering of black clouds. The fingers of a thickly calloused hand spread as they shot towards the throat of the massive Hymir like bolts of lightning, his face twitching in spasms under the strain of the godly grip. The hand holding Hymir’s neck pulled his face into Thor’s so that the jotun’s eyes could grasp the full depth of those electric blue orbs promising death at a single stroke. Thor relaxed his hand and the giant slumped forward, gasping. After regaining some semblance of colour in his face, he looked to Thor and nodded resignedly, panting all the while. With one final glare at Hymir, Thor threw his feet upon the great table and shut his eyes.

Hymir had a magnificent boat made from solid ice, and as dawn crept over the horizon, Thor and Hymir launched it in secret, leaving Tyr and the other giants behind, still strewn throughout the hall in contented sleep. The boat could hold several large jotnar, so with just Hymir and Thor, it was quite spacious. Thor had his great hammer Mjolnir, and Hymir had brought with him his magical harpoon, attached to rope so strong no beast could break it through sheer force, though one needed to be careful when holding a keen blade near it. Hymir began to grumpily row his boat at great speed to the north, through waters he knew well, for he was a fisherman and whaler of great renown. All the while, Thor watched Hymir row with suspicion. He knew not where their destination lay, and he feared some form of trickery from the giant.

A thick mist soon encased them as huge chunks of ice floated alongside the boat, its frozen prow cutting through the sea like the blade of an axe. Hymir’s rhythmic rowing came to a halt, and the boat slowed to a drift. Panic filled his eyes, and he carefully moved over to Thor.

“Odinson,” there was sincere terror in his voice, “Do not do this. You know very well the havoc that you will wreak should you succeed. Ragnarok itself may be the result of your actions. Do not be its unintended herald.”
Without looking away from the dark cold of the water Thor growled, “Keep going, Hymir. One of three will die here today. Hymir, Thor, or Jormungandr, and I mean it to be the latter.”

“Thor –“

“ENOUGH!” he yelled, and thunder cracked amidst a host of clouds that had not been there a moment before. The echo of his cry joined the peals of thunder in a fey song, and Hymir closed his mouth, hands holding the oars in a white-knuckled grip as he propelled the boat forward into doom.

Thor, Odinson, stepped over the benches of the boat, perching himself in a powerful stance at the upon the prow’s figurehead, feet digging into the ice of the carved dragon head. Rain began to pour as the fierce wind whipped his wild hair against his grim face. The savage gleam in his eyes betrayed his purpose. Thor, Odinson, was here to slay the Midgard Serpent. He was fated to kill the beast, though not on this day. At world’s end, he would kill Jormungandr, though the monster was prophesied to take the great god with him. Nine steps he would take before the poison of the wyrm brought him to his knees, like the felling of an ancient oak. But Thor, Odinson, lord of the untamed skies, was here to change his fate. Like the wind itself, he would not be guided by any will but his own.

Under the torrential storm that followed in the wake of the god of thunder, the translucent ship came to roiling waters of the deepest black, waves heaving to towering heights. Still Thor stood at the prow, upon the icy dragon’s head gleaming in the dark of the heavy clouds. Hymir’s huge, tireless arms released the oars and he furtively peered over the side, quivering with fear.

With Thor’s eyes locked on the water in front of him, he reached behind him, his open hand outstretched as water dripped from his glistening arm.

“Harpoon, Hymir. NOW!” he bellowed.

Almost crawling toward him, the cowering Hymir passed his great harpoon into the palm of Thor’s hand. The storm seemed to rise into a crescendo, the wind, rain, and thunder pitched in a macabre concert. Thor’s roar dwarfed their volume as he hurled the great spear into the water, its sharp blade slicing into the darkness, tugging the rope with it. Endless lengths of line flew over the side after the harpoon, and there stood Thor at the prow, holding the end with both arms braced. Abruptly, the rope stopped, and a great sound rose from the water like an otherworldly shriek, along with sickly green pockets of air that burst into gas as they erupted to the surface. With one arm in front of the other, Thor began to haul the rope back into the boat.

As Thor reeled in his catch, the waves around the boat grew to monstrous heights, and Thor could feel the world itself strain under the tension of the great beast he was hauling forth. So large was Jormungandr that his body encompassed the earth, its tail meeting its gaping mouth in the very waters sitting below Hymir’s boat. Still Thor pulled the mighty rope, and as minutes passed, the shrieking grew louder, and in answer Thor let loose a blood-curdling roar. Finally, emerging from crashing squalls and tremoring earth, a black hulk filled the very air around them. For many moments, Thor could not distinguish any discernible features upon the unfathomable mass he had pulled from the deepest recesses of the sea, until his eyes set upon the savage maw of the Midgard Serpent, stretched wide to swallow its own tail. He tied the rope to the prow’s figurehead, then grasped Mjolnir and leapt, leaving behind him the desperate pleas of Hymir, “Thor, no! Stop! You’ll break the world!”

With a dull thud he landed upon the snout of the beast, where the harpoon of Hymir was lodged deep into the flesh of the wyrm. He looked into the huge, serpentine eyes of Jormungandr. The eyes of death. Feral zeal filled him, and with unmatched strength he hefted his hammer, ready to put it to purpose. Elation filled him. He would cheat death, cheat his fate. The prophecies themselves held no sway over his power, his spirit.

Knife in hand, Hymir lunged forward at the taut rope, rending it in two. With a colossal lurch, the hateful eyes of Jormungandr descended at speed, knocking Thor from his perch to crash into the frozen sea. The Midgard Serpent sank back into the dark crevice of the world, amidst mammoth waves and quakes.

Thor, Odinson, hauled his dejected body back into the icy ship, head in hands as the rain and the wind battered him. His soaking hair hung raggedly over his face. Gone was the torrent in his eyes. Thor, Odinson, was going to die.

title: [FN] Skies Asunder

question: Describe Thor and Hymir's relationship.

answer: Thor used Tyr, the god, to get to Tyr's father Hymir. Hymir had a magnificent boat in which they would use to fish for serpents. However the giant enemies were at a standoff when the Midgard Serpent was hooked. Hymir lunged to cut the rope that Thor wanted to save, knocking Thor into the frozen sea. This was the moment when Thor needed to die.


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[] _THE VIRGIN AND CHILD WITH SAINTS DOROTHY AND GEORGE_ is a c.1516 oil on panel painting by Titian, now in the Prado Museum in Madrid, to which it was transferred in 1839.[1]

It was the first painting by the artist to be acquired by Philip II of Spain, who sent it to the Escorial in 1593. It belongs to the sacra conversazione genre and belongs to a series of portrayals of the Madonna and Child with saints by Titian in the 1510s and 1520s, usually in a horizontal format and intended for private devotion. The model for the figure of Saint Dorothy also appears in several of his half-length allegorical works (_Flora_ and _Vanitas_ for example), possibly the painter's lover.[2]

[1]

[2]  Francesco Valcanover, _L'opera completa di Tiziano_, Rizzoli, Milano 1969

question: When was The Virgin and Child with Saint George and Saint Dorothy made?

answer: 1516.

question: What is it?

answer: An oil painting.

question: Where is it on exhibit as of the writing of this article?

answer: The Prado Museum.

question: Where is the Prado Museum?

answer: Madrid.

question: Write a ~3 sentence summary.

answer: The Virgin and Child with Saint George and Saint Dorothy is an oil painting made c. 1516 that was at the time of this article currently on display at the Prado Museum in Madrid, Spain. It was painted by Titian and was the first painting of the artist to be acquired by Prince Philip II of Spain. It is a portrayal of the Madonna and Child, and of saints.


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I had to do it. Someone had to do it.

I keep telling myself that.

I should introduce myself. I am former General Jack Kerrington, Former Joint Chief Of Staff of the U.S. Armed Forces. Officially I am now global terrorist #1 and have been for the last 6 months.

It's all a lie. But it's all over now.

By 2047 the world was already beginning to crumble. The Pentagon Knew it, the Russians knew it, the Chinese, everyone who's anyone. NATO, the U.N., all of those poor sad motherfuckers.

Someone has to take the blame. I volunteered.

God I need a drink. Two weeks from now I am to be apprehended and publicly executed for my crimes.

Someone has to take responsibility for this, might as well be me.

I've already got so much blood on my hands, what's another couple of billion?

They were all going to die anyways.

Right?

Average global temperature is over 4.6 degrees higher than it was in 2000. The year I was born. The new Millennium. You know I've got a video of Time Square in NY right as the ball dropped. I've been watching it a lot lately.

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**10**

You know that day, around the world, there were no major incidences of conflict or war? Quite possibly for the first time in history.

    The early stages are characterized by influenza-like symptoms: general malaise, fever with chills,
    arthralgia and myalgia, and chest pain.

**9**

People look so happy, so hopeful. The Internet had practically just been invented as far as the average person was concerned.

    Nausea is accompanied by abdominal pain, anorexia, diarrhea, and vomiting.
    Respiratory tract involvement is characterized by pharyngitis with sore throat,
    cough, dyspnea, and hiccups.

**8**

Now, all the net has carried the last few years is news of another war, another famine. Another city under martial law.

    The central nervous system is affected as judged by the development of severe headaches,
    agitation, confusion, fatigue, depression, seizures, and sometimes coma.

**7**

Last decade, India and Pakistan half wiped each other off the map. We thought maybe that might be the end of this. The whole world blinked. Another day of world peace, weeks in fact, then months.

    Cutaneous presentation may include: maculopapular rash, petechiae, purpura, ecchymoses,
    and hematomas (especially around needle injection sites).

**6**

But you can't exactly ask people to starve can you? You can't ask them to stop filling up their car, to stop making things. Certainly not weapons. Everyone needs weapons now.

    Development of hemorrhagic symptoms is generally indicative of a negative prognosis.
    However, contrary to popular belief, hemorrhage does not lead to hypovolemia
    and is not the cause of death (total blood loss is low except during labor).

**5**

We all agreed this was the only solution. I wonder how many heads of state will commit suicide in the coming months. Me? I'm a free man. I already know my fate.

    Instead, death occurs due to multiple organ dysfunction syndrome (MODS)
    due to fluid redistribution, hypotension, disseminated intravascular coagulation,
    and focal tissue necroses.

**4**

Water began to run out first, even before Iowa became a desert. We did everything right you know? Got off coal, got off oil, solar panels everywhere. Wind farms. All that pointless shit.

    The mean incubation period, best calculated currently for EVD outbreaks due to EBOV infection,
    is 12.7 days (standard deviation = 4.3 days), but can be as long as 25 days.

**3**

So it came down to this: No one was going to stop first. Before India...9.8 billion people. 9.8 billion mouths to feed. Still 7.6 billion left. Even after the population decline of the last decade.

    ...has been confirmed to be transmitted through body fluids.
    Transmission through oral exposure and through conjunctiva exposure is likely
    and has been confirmed in non-human primates.

**2**

**Prognosis:** Average global temperature exceeds 6.5 Degree's Celsius within 3 decades. The Continental U.S., Europe, China, Russia. Mostly desert. Mortality rate within 6 decades: 95%. Within a century: 99.9%.

    Filoviruses are not naturally transmitted by aerosol. They are, however, highly infectious as breathable
    0.8–1.2 micrometre droplets in laboratory conditions; because of this potential route of infection,
    these viruses have been classified as Category A biological weapons.

**1.**

We made it better. Much better.

**Prognosis:** 70% global mortality rate, mean time to this number: 6 months.

**Prognosis:** Percent chance of survival of the remaining 30%: 54%. Mean time to failure: 3 decades.

Happy New Year.

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title: Happy New Year

question: How did the narrator deploy the virus?

question: Summarize the reason why the virus was made.

answer: Humans were systematically destroying the environment and waging wars, so it was inevitable for people to destroy themselves. The virus would incredibly lower the population of humans, which will definitely decrease how much they can affect the environment. It is implied that humans being self-destructive will also lessened.


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SYNCOM (for “synchronous communication satellite”) started as a 1961 NASA program for active geosynchronous communication satellites, all of which were developed and manufactured by Hughes Space and Communications. Syncom 2, launched in 1963, was the world's first geosynchronous communications satellite. Syncom 3, launched in 1964, was the world's first geostationary satellite.[1]

In the 1980s, the series was continued as Syncom IV with some much larger satellites, also manufactured by Hughes. They were leased to the United States military under the Leasat program.

Syncom 1, 2 and 3

[First generation Syncom satellite.]

Common features

The three early Syncom satellites were experimental spacecraft built by Hughes Aircraft Company's facility in Culver City, California, by a team led by Harold Rosen, Don Williams, and Thomas Hudspeth.[2] All three satellites were cylindrical in shape, with a diameter of about and a height of about . Pre-launch fueled masses were , and orbital masses were with a payload. They were capable of emitting signals on two transponders at just 2 W. Thus, Syncom satellites were only capable of carrying a single two-way telephone conversation, or 16 Teletype connections. , all three satellites are still in orbit, although no longer functioning.[3]

Syncom 1

SYNCOM 1 was intended to be the first geosynchronous communications satellite. It was launched on February 14, 1963 with the Delta B #16 launch vehicle from Cape Canaveral, but was lost on the way to geosynchronous orbit due to an electronics failure.[4] Seconds after the apogee kick motor for circularizing the orbit was fired, the spacecraft fell silent. Later telescopic observations verified the satellite was in an orbit with a period of almost 24 hours at a 33° inclination.

Syncom 2

SYNCOM 2 was launched by NASA on July 26, 1963[5] with the Delta B #20 launch vehicle from Cape Canaveral. The satellite successfully kept station at the altitude calculated by Herman Potočnik Noordung in the 1920s.

During the first year of Syncom 2 operations, NASA conducted voice, teletype, and facsimile tests,[6] as well as 110 public demonstrations to show the capabilities of this satellite and invite feedback. In August 1963, President John F. Kennedy in Washington, D.C., telephoned Nigerian Prime Minister Abubakar Tafawa Balewa aboard docked in Lagos Harbor—the first live two-way call between heads of government by satellite. The _Kingsport_ acted as a control station and uplink station.[7][8]

Syncom 2 also relayed a number of test television transmissions from Fort Dix, New Jersey to a ground station in Andover, Maine, beginning on September 29, 1963. Although it was low-quality video with no audio, it was the first successful television transmission through a geosynchronous satellite.[9]

Syncom 3

SYNCOM 3 was the first geostationary communication satellite, launched on August 19, 1964 with the Delta D #25 launch vehicle from Cape Canaveral. The satellite, in orbit near the International Date Line, had the addition of a wideband channel for television and was used to telecast the 1964 Summer Olympics in Tokyo to the United States.[10] Although Syncom 3 is sometimes credited with the first television program to cross the Pacific Ocean, the Relay 1 satellite first broadcast television from the United States to Japan on November 22, 1963.[11]

Transfer to Department of Defense control

By the end of 1964, Syncoms 2 and 3 had completed NASA's R&D experiments. On January 1, 1965, NASA transferred operation of the satellites to the United States Department of Defense (DOD) along with telemetry, command stations, and range and rangefinding equipment. DOD had, in fact, provided the communications ground stations used to relay transmissions via the two Syncoms since their launch. DOD agreed to provide telemetry and ranging data of continuing scientific and engineering interest.

In 1965, Syncom 3 was implemented to support the DOD's communications in Vietnam.[12]

Turned off in 1969, Syncom 3 remains in geosynchronous orbit as of December 2012.[13] In 40 years it has drifted 8 degrees to the west, to longitude 172.[14]

Syncom IV (Leasat)

[Syncom IV, Hughes-owned US Military Leasat] The five satellites of the 1980s Leasat (Leased Satellite) program (Leasat F1 through Leasat F5) were alternatively named Syncom IV-1 to Syncom IV-5 and called HS 381 by the manufacturer.[15] These satellites were considerably larger than Syncoms 1 to 3, weighing 1.3 tonnes each (over 7 tonnes with launch fuel). At , the satellites were the first to be designed for launch from the Space Shuttle payload bay,[16] and were deployed like a Frisbee.[17] The satellites are 30 rpm spin-stabilized with a despun communications and antenna section. They were made with a solid rocket motor for initial perigee burn and hydrazine propellant for station keeping and spin stabilization. The communications systems offers a wideband UHF channel (500 kHz bandwidth), six relay 25 kHz channels, and five narrowband 5 kHz channels.[18][19] This is in addition to the fleet broadcast frequency, which is in the military's X-band. The system was used by military customers in the US and later in Australia. Most of the satellites were retired in the 1990s, but one would remain operational until 2015. During the First Gulf War, Leasat would be used for personal communications between Secretary of State James Baker and President George H. W. Bush,[20] but was more typically used by “mobile air, surface, subsurface, and fixed earth stations of the Navy, Marine Corps, Air Force, and Army.”[21]

Hughes was contracted to provide a worldwide communications system based on four satellites, one over the continental United States (CONUS), and one each over the Atlantic, Pacific, and Indian oceans, spaced about 90 degrees apart.[22] Five satellites were ordered, with one as a replacement. Also part of the contract were the associated control systems and ground stations. The lease contracts were typically for 5-year terms, with the lessee having the opportunity to extend the lease or to purchase the equipment outright. The US Navy was the original lessee.

Leasat F1's launch was cancelled just prior to lift-off, and F2 became the first into orbit on August 30, 1984 aboard _Discovery_ on shuttle mission STS-41-D. F2 was largely successful, but its wideband receiver was out of commission after only 4 months.[23] F1 was launched successfully on November 8, 1984 aboard STS-51-A. This was followed on April 12, 1985 by Leasat F3 on STS-51-D. F3's launch was declared a failure when the satellite failed to start its maneuver to geostationary orbit once released from _Discovery_. Attempts by Shuttle astronauts to activate F3 with a makeshift “flyswatter” were unsuccessful.[24] The satellite was left in low earth orbit, and the Space Shuttle returned to Earth. This failure made front-page news in the _New York Times_.[25] Hughes had an insurance policy on the satellite, and so claimed a total loss for the spacecraft of about $200 million, an amount underwritten by numerous parties.

However, with another satellite planned to be launched, it was determined that a space walk by a subsequent Shuttle crew might be able to “wake” the craft. The best guess was that a switch had failed to turn on the satellite. A “bypass box” was hastily constructed, NASA was excited to offer assistance, the customer was supportive, and the insurance underwriters agreed to fund the attempt at space salvage – a first.[26]

On August 27, 1985 _Discovery_ was again used to launch Leasat F4, and during the same mission (STS-51-I) captured the 15,000 lb stricken F3. Astronaut James van Hoften grappled and then _manually_ spun down the F3 satellite. After the bypass box was installed by van Hoften and Bill Fisher,[27] van Hoften manually spun the satellite up. Once released, the F3 successfully powered up, fired its perigee motor and obtained a geostationary orbit. (This scenario would play out again in 1992 with Intelsat 603 and _Endeavour_.) While F3 was now operational, Leasat F4 soon failed and was itself declared a loss after only 40 hours of RF communications.[28][29]

The stricken F4 did not remain a complete failure. Data from F4's failure permitted the saving of F1 from a premature failure. Since all of the Leasats are spin-stabilized, they have a bearing point that connects the non-rotating and rotating parts of the spacecraft. After F4's communication failure, it suffered a spin lock while attempting to jostle the communications payload: the spun and despun sections locked together.[30] Remembering this second failure of F4, and with F1 beginning to wear out at the spin bearing, it was decided to “flip” F1 every six months to keep the payload in the sun.[31] Thus F1 went on to operate smoothly for its remaining life and never encountered a locked despun section.

Leasat F4 was subsequently powered down and moved to a graveyard orbit with a large amount of station keeping fuel in reserve. This was fortuitous; when another satellite suffered a loss of its fuel ten years later, Hughes engineers pioneered the use of alternative propellants with Leasat F4. Long after its primary mission had failed, F4 was powered back on to test whether a satellite could be kept on station using nonvolatile propellants.[32] F4 was used to perform numerous tests, including maneuvers with oxidizer for propulsion once the hydrazine ran out.

The fifth and last Leasat (F5), which was built as a spare, was successfully launched by _Columbia_ mission STS-32 on January 9, 1990. The last active Leasat, it was officially decommissioned on September 24, 2015, at 18:25:13 UTC.[33] F5 was one of the longest-serving and most successful commercial satellites. Towards the end of its 25-year life, F5 had been leased by the Australian Defence Force for UHF service.

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  1963-02-14   Syncom 1    1963-004A   Thor Delta B
  1963-07-26   Syncom 2    1963-031A   Thor Delta B
  1964-08-19   Syncom 3    1964-047A   Thor Delta D
  1984-11-10   Leasat F1   1984-113C   _Discovery_, STS-51-A
  1984-08-31   Leasat F2   1984-093C   _Discovery_, STS-41-D
  1985-04-12   Leasat F3   1985-028C   _Discovery_, STS-51-D
  1985-08-29   Leasat F4   1985-076D   _Discovery_, STS-51-I
  1990-01-09   Leasat F5   1990-002B   _Columbia_, STS-32

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question: Summarize the transfer of control of SYNCOM to the Department of Defense.

answer: On January 1, 1965, NASA transferred operation of Syncoms 2 and 3 to the United States Department of Defense along with telemetry, command stations, and rangefinding equipment. In 1965, Syncom 3 was implemented to support the DOD's communications in Vietnam.

question: Describe the physical characteristics of the first three Syncom satellites.

answer: The three early Syncom satellites were experimental spacecraft built by Hughes Aircraft Company's facility in Culver City, California. All three were cylindrical in shape.


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ZEYI is a river of the Nile basin. Rising in the mountains of Dogu’a Tembien in northern Ethiopia, it flows southward to empty in Giba and Tekezé River.[1] thumb|upright=2.5|The river in the radial drainage network of Dogu’a Tembien

Characteristics

It is a confined ephemeral river, a bedrock river, with an average slope gradient of 68 metres per kilometre. With its tributaries, the river has cut a deep gorge.[2]

Flash floods and flood buffering

Runoff mostly occurs in the form of high runoff discharge events that occur in a very short period (called flash floods). These are related to the steep topography, often little vegetation cover and intense convective rainfall. The peaks of such flash floods have often a 50 to 100 times larger discharge than the preceding baseflow.[3] The magnitude of floods in this river has however been decreased due to interventions in the catchment.

At Ziban Dake and on other steep slopes, exclosures have been established; the dense vegetation largely contributes to enhanced infiltration, less flooding and better baseflow.[4] Physical conservation structures such as stone bunds[5][6] and check dams intercept runoff.[7][8]

Transhumance towards the gorge

Transhumance takes place in the summer rainy season, when the lands near the villages are occupied by crops. Young shepherds will take the village cattle down to the gorge and overnight in small caves. The gorges are particularly attractive as a transhumance destination zone, because there is water and good growth of semi-natural vegetation.[9]

Boulders and pebbles in the river bed

Boulders and pebbles encountered in the river bed can originate from any location higher up in the basin. In the uppermost stretches of the river, only rock fragments of the upper lithological units will be present in the river bed, whereas more downstream one may find a more comprehensive mix of all lithologies crossed by the river. From upstream to downstream, the following lithological units occur in the catchment.[10]

-   Upper basalt
-   Interbedded lacustrine deposits
-   Lower basalt
-   Amba Aradam Formation
-   Antalo Limestone
-   Quaternary freshwater tufa[11]
-   Adigrat Sandstone

Natural boundary

During its course, this river passes through three municipalities and constitutes their borders.[12] On the various parts:

-   Walta to the east
-    Seret to the northwest
-   Simret to the west and southwest

Trekking along the river

Trekking routes have been established across and along this river.[13] The tracks are not marked on the ground but can be followed using downloaded .GPX files.[14]

-   Trek 8, with two variants, through and along Zeyi gorge

In the rainy season, flash floods may occur and it is advised not to follow the river bed. At times it may be impossible to cross the river in the rainy season.[15]

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title: Zeyi River

question: Where is river Zeyi located?

answer: River Zeyi is from the Nile basin. It rises in the Dogu'a Tembien mountains in northern Ethiopia and flows southwards to Giba and Tekeze River.

question: Summarize the characteristics of the river.

answer: Zeyi is a confined ephemeral river, a bedrock river. It has an average slope gradience of 68 meters per kilometer. The river has cut a deep gorge with its tributaries.

question: Summarize the flash floods.

answer: The runoffs are mostly in the form of high runoff discharge events that occur in a very short period known as flash floods. They usually occur because of the intense convective rainfall, little vegetation, and steep topography. These flash floods at times have a 50 to 100 times larger discharge than the preceding baseflow. However, the magnitude of floods in this river has decreased because of interventions in the catchment.

question: How many trekking routes have been established so far?

question: What places does the river pass by?

answer: The river passes by three municipalities- Walta, Seret, and Simret.


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-   Elon Musk on Tuesday tweeted using a Starlink satellite from his company SpaceX for the first time.
-   After publishing the tweet, he said: "Whoa, it worked!!"
-   SpaceX says the Starlink satellite network will eventually provide fast and cheap internet access across the globe.
-   Visit Business Insider's homepage for more stories.

Elon Musk tweeted via his personal account on Tuesday.

That isn't exactly groundbreaking news, but there was something special about this tweet: The SpaceX CEO managed to send it via a Starlink satellite.

"Sending this tweet through space via Starlink satellite," he tweeted.

He added: "Whoa, it worked!!"

  —Elon Musk (@elonmusk) October 22, 2019

  —Elon Musk (@elonmusk) October 22, 2019

A user who replied jokingly asked for Starlink's password.

  —Evelyn Janeidy Arevalo (@JaneidyEve) October 22, 2019

SpaceX says the Starlink satellite network will eventually provide fast and cheap internet access across the globe, especially in areas that are now underserved.

Initially, the company planned to launch a total of 12,000 satellites to make the mega-constellation, but it recently asked permission to deploy an additional 30,000 satellites.

_READ MORE: SpaceX may want to launch 42,000 internet satellites — about 5 times more spacecraft than humanity has ever flown_

In May, SpaceX launched its first fleet of 60 micro-satellites into orbit. But a few days after the launch, some scientists expressed concerns.

Alex Parker, an astronomer, highlighted on Twitter that there was a risk that the light pollution could block our view of the stars.

  —Alex Parker but with more pumpkin than usual (@Alex_Parker) May 25, 2019

There were also concerns about Kessler syndrome, the theory that a vicious cycle of mounting space debris and the increased likelihood of satellite collisions could one day stop humans from accessing space for hundreds of years.

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question: What is Kessler syndrome?

answer: Collisions in space due to space debris pollution.

question: Could it be said that Musk's SpaceX Starlink satellite could pose a risk to humans going out of space?

answer: Yes.

question: What were the concerns about launching the satellite?

answer: The Kessler syndrome and light pollution blocking the view of the stars.

question: Was Starlink satellite considered a success?

answer: It appears it was after musk successfully published a tweet with the satellite's network.

question: Write a ~1 sentence summary.

answer: The article talks about Elon Musk plans to launch the Starlink satellite network from his SpaceX company and the concerns by astronomers of the effect of launching another satellite in space.


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“Whiskey. Just a pinch,” Kyle asks, gesturing the amount with thumb and index finger.

The bartender obliged and  poured two fingers in a glass; Kyle hands him a five and two singles and waves off the change when he divvies up the remainder.

Thank the gods that day is over, Kyle thinks. It was a long, hard day at the store and of course, as most days when it is expected to be busy, the manager calls in 'sick'.

“Fucking cunt,” he says aloud; louder then he had expected and a woman sitting on a stool next to him overhears.

“Excuse me?” she says, her tone: annoyed.

“Sorry,” Kyle replies, “long day at work. Sort of ranting in my head about my boss. Guess some words slipped out.”

“Oh. I'm sorry then,” she slides back in her regular spot: facing the array of bottles on the various shelves behind the bar.

A few minutes pass and Kyle remains on the stool, whiskey still untouched. He swirls his glass in a circular motion until the golden colored liquid begins to spiral. Watching the whiskey spin about in the small crystal glass, he is reminded – for some reason – of the opening scene of Doctor Who; the moment when the Tardis is flying through space and time, through a vortex with an unknown destination. He takes a sip and the drink tells him to take another, then another, and then finally, the glass is empty and he finds himself waving the bartender back to pour another.

By the time he is on his third drink, the effects of the whiskey are coming alive inside him, leaving a warm sensation growing in his stomach and spreading up through his cheeks. A myriad of ways to get back at his boss brew in his whiskey-treading mind. The first and most relevant would be to call in sick this Friday; the last Friday before Christmas. His boss had told him that he had a family event to go to and he might not be able to make it in. Fuck you and your family, Kyle thinks and gulps another drink down and waves for another.

Halfway through his next drink, the woman comes back over, and by this time, he finds himself to be quite drunk and far too drunk to be able to conceal the audaciousness of it.

“I'm Clara by the way. Clara Oswald,” she says smiling and offering her hand.

“I'm Kyle Barnaby. Nice to meet you.” he extends his hand and shakes hers. As his hand is entangled in hers, he looks into her eyes and senses a strange familiarity in them; his mind and memory tells him he has seen them before; somewhere for sure but the time and place seem to be missing. Jesus I'm not that drink am I? He thinks and then says: “I'm sorry, but have we met before. I get the strangest feeling that I know you from somewhere. And that accent. British?”

“I don't believe we have met but I think we may have a mutual friend. And yes, I'm British,” she says as a hand runs through her hair to conceal the reddening of her cheeks and a faint smile.

“Who might this friend be? I'm sure I'd remember you if we've ever crossed paths. Your eyes are bright and beautiful and unlikely to slip my mind.” He takes another sip of the whiskey and decides beer will be the next drink.

“I don't know his name. He only goes by the Doctor.”

Okay that's odd, Kyle thinks and nearly spits the whiskey in the girls face.

“Something the matter?” She asks.

“No no. Course not. I'm fine. I'm sorry, did you say your name was Clara Oswald?”

“Yes,” she replies.

Then it had come back to him; she was from the show: Doctor Who.

I'm dreaming, he thinks – I have to be –  either that I'm losing my mind. Maybe shes just fucking with me, a look-a-like fucking around with a drunk. “Okay, say I do know the Doctor …  What do you – and him apparently – want with me?”

“I don't want anything with you. It's him. He's outside now – well, in the Tardis I mean – waiting for you. C'mon lets go,” she says hopping off the stool.

Kyle, confused as ever, downs his drink and hops off  his stool as well and turns towards Clara – or at least, the woman whom claimed to be her; a character from a T.V show. Fuck it, he thinks, what's the worst that could happen? She's just a tiny girl and even if I am losing my mind – or if she is – at least there's a chance I could get laid if nothing else.

“So which way are we heading?”

“Outside you bloke. Through the front door. The Tardis is next to a phone booth. Not like anyone is going to recognize it. A big plain old police telephone booth next to a regular one.”

“Unless they've seen the show,” Kyle mumbles.

“What show? Is there a show about big blue telephone boxes? Aha that sounds kind of silly. What kind of show are they going to think of next? One with sparkling vampires and werewolves with abs? Haha”

“Your telling me,” Kyle says, thinking about grabbing another drink – a shot maybe – before plundering into the abyss of what would either turn out to be the thrill of his life or a journey that would land him in a place his grandmother used to call the 'looney bin'. Before he had time to order the shot, Clara snatched the sleeve of his left arm and began hauling him toward the exit. Here we go, he thinks dubiously, time travel or a padded room.

Clara walking ahead of him, still gripping his sleeve, pushes the door open with her free hand; a cluster of bells hanging above the door begin to chime as the door collides into them – then, the peal of the bells stop abruptly as if there was more to be sang; the entire world freezes, all is still, and now Clara – who had once been dragging him outside – stood perfectly still halfway through the door with her hand still outstretched, gripping Kyle's sleeve.

“Sir?” A voice echoes from somewhere – everywhere. “Sir?” It says again.
Glancing around at his surroundings to find the source of the sound, he begins to feel a strange rubbing sensation on his right shoulder resembling a light massage.

“Sir? Hello? Wake up,” a cute waitress says standing next to Kyle, her hand rests on his shoulder. “Sir you fell asleep and my manager asked if I could wake you. I'm sorry.”

“No. no. It's fine. I'm the one who's sorry,” he replies looking at the waitress’s eyes and then glancing down to her name-tag which read: Clara.

“Do you want me to call you a cab?”

“No it's fine. I will. I need to go out for a smoke anyways. Thank you though.”

title: [OC] Whiskey Who

question: How much of Kyle's conversation with Clara is not real?

answer: Most of it.