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CHERYL GATES MCFADDEN (born March 2, 1949)[1] is an American actress and choreographer. She is usually credited as CHERYL MCFADDEN when working as a choreographer and GATES MCFADDEN when working as an actress. She is best known for playing Dr. Beverly Crusher in the _Star Trek: The Next Generation_ television series and in the four subsequent films.[2][3]

Early life

[McFadden at Creation Entertainment's 50 Year Mission Tour in New Jersey, August 2016] McFadden was born in Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio. She attended Brandeis University, graduating with a Bachelor of Arts (_cum laude_) in the theatre arts, before moving to Paris, where she studied theatre with actor Jacques Lecoq at his school of physical theatre. McFadden is of Lithuanian descent on her mother's side.[4]

Career

Early work

McFadden worked at The Jim Henson Company, [5][6] as the director of choreography and puppet movement for _Labyrinth_, _The Muppets Take Manhattan_, and uncredited work on _Dreamchild_. As a way of distinguishing her acting work from her choreography, she is usually credited as “Gates McFadden” as an actress and “Cheryl McFadden” as a choreographer. However, she was credited as “Cheryl McFadden” in the Troma movie _When Nature Calls_ (1985) and in the season-three episode of _The Cosby Show_, “Cliff's 50th Birthday”. She appeared in _The Hunt for Red October_ as Jack Ryan's wife Caroline, though most of her scenes were cut in post-production.

_Star Trek: The Next Generation_

Season 1

In 1987, McFadden was cast as Dr. Beverly Crusher on _Star Trek: The Next Generation_. The Crusher character was slated to be Captain Jean-Luc Picard's love interest; another important aspect of the character was being a widow balancing motherhood and a career. Maurice Hurley, head writer and showrunner, did not like working with McFadden and, at Hurley's demand, she was let go at the end of season one.[7] Diana Muldaur joined the production as the _Enterprise_{{'}}s new chief medical officer, Dr. Katherine Pulaski, for the second season.

Seasons 3–7

[McFadden in 2014] Series creator Gene Roddenberry admitted that the Dr. Pulaski character did not develop a chemistry with the other characters, so McFadden was approached to return as Dr. Crusher for the third season.[8] At first, she was hesitant, but after a phone call from co-star Patrick Stewart, and numerous fan letters, McFadden was persuaded to return to the role, which she then played through the remainder of the series.[9]

Highlights for her character included “The High Ground”, where she is kidnapped by terrorists; “Remember Me”, in which she becomes trapped in an alternate reality where her loved ones start to disappear; “The Host”, which features a romance between the doctor and an alien composed of two symbiotic organisms; “Suspicions”, in which she risks her career to solve the murder of a scientist; “Descent” where Crusher takes command of the _Enterprise_; “Sub Rosa”, where she becomes the victim of a seductive “ghost”; and “Attached”, where Picard and Crusher become telepathically linked as prisoners and learn their true feelings for one another.

McFadden reprised her role for all four _TNG_ movies and also provided her voice for PC games _Star Trek: A Final Unity_ and _Star Trek Generations_. Also, McFadden directed the episode “Genesis” (her only directing credit to date) in which an infection causes the crew to de-evolve into primitive forms of life, and choreographed the dance routine in “Data's Day”.

After _The Next Generation_

[McFadden with co-star Denise Crosby at Creation Entertainment's 2017 Las Vegas Star Trek Convention ] [Gates McFadden with Wil Wheaton on the Star Trek Cruise III, January 2019] McFadden co-starred in the 1990 comedy _Taking Care of Business_ starring James Belushi, and fellow _Next Generation_ alumnus John de Lancie (Q). In 1992, she appeared alongside fellow cast members Patrick Stewart, Jonathan Frakes, Brent Spiner, and Colm Meaney in a production of _Every Good Boy Deserves Favour_, which was performed in four cities. She also starred in the 1995 television series _Marker_ with Richard Grieco and appeared in the made-for-television movie _Crowned and Dangerous_ with Yasmine Bleeth in 1997. Additional television work was the role of Allison Rourke, Paul Buchman's boss, in four episodes of the sitcom _Mad About You_. In the spring of 2006, McFadden appeared in a series of television commercials for Microsoft.

She has taught at several universities (American Academy of Dramatic Arts, Brandeis, Harvard, Purdue, Temple, the Stella Academy in Hamburg, and the University of Pittsburgh).[10] As of August 2010, she was listed as an adjunct faculty member in the School of Theater at the University of Southern California.[11] She was the Artistic Director of the Ensemble Studio Theatre/Los Angeles from January 2009[12] to October 2014.[13] During her tenure, she spearheaded the building of the Atwater Village Theatre Collective, a new two-theater space in Los Angeles.[14][15]

McFadden has lent her voice as narrator in several audio books. In 2010, she was the narrator of “Confessor” (_METAtropolis: Cascadia_).[16][17]

Prior to 2014, McFadden did not attend fan conventions, due to a stalking incident years earlier. However, after participating in New York Comic Con 2014, she became enthusiastic about such events. In 2017, McFadden was pleased that a recent documentary about the making of _Labyrinth_ led her to connect with fans of her work with Jim Henson.[18]

Personal life

McFadden was married to John Cleveland Talbot and has one son, James, born in 1991.[19] Her pregnancy was not written into the fourth season of _TNG_; instead, her character wore a laboratory coat over her uniform. _Next Generation_ co-star Brent Spiner is her son's godfather.[20]

Filmography

Film

-   _The Muppets Take Manhattan_ (1984)
-   _Rustlers' Rhapsody_ (1985) [21]
-   _Dreamchild_ (1985)
-   _When Nature Calls_ (1985)
-   _Labyrinth_ (1986) – (choreographer)
-   _The Hunt for Red October_ (1990)
-   _Taking Care of Business_ (1990)
-   _Beyond the Groove_ (1990) film TV.[22]
-   _Star Trek Generations_ (1994)
-   _Star Trek First Contact_ (1996)
-   _Crowned and Dangerous_ (1997)
-   _Star Trek Insurrection_ (1998)
-   _Star Trek Nemesis_ (2002)
-   _Dirty_ (2005)
-   _Make the Yuletide Gay_ (2009)

Television

-   _The Wizard_ (1986) episode “El Dorado”
-   _The Cosby Show_ (1987) episode “Cliff's 50th Birthday”
-   _Star Trek: The Next Generation_ (1987–1988; 1989–1994)
-   _L.A. Law_ (1992) episode “Steal It Again, Sam”
-   _Dream On_ (1993) episode “The Book, the Thief, Her Boss and His Lover”
-   _Party of Five_ (1994) episode “Something Out of Nothing”
-   _Marker_ (1995)
-   _Mad About You_ (1995–1996) four episodes
-   _The Practice_ (2000) episode “Checkmates”
-   _The Division_ (2001) episode “Hero”
-   _The Handler_ (2004) episode “Wedding Party”
-   _Family Guy_ (2009) episode “Not All Dogs Go to Heaven” (voice)
-   _Franklin & Bash_ (2011–2013) four episodes
-   _Scary Endings_ (2016) 1 episode “U Get What U Deserve” (voice)
-   _A Neighbor's Deception_ (2017) (TV Movie, As Dr Constance Abrams)
-   _NCIS_ (2017) episode “Skeleton Crew”

Theatre

STAGE APPEARANCES

-   (As Cheryl McFadden) Ellen/Mrs. Saunders and Betty, Cloud 9, Theatre De Lys, New York City, 1981.
-   (As Cheryl McFadden) Title role, To Gillian on Her 37th Birthday, Ensemble Studio Theatre, New York City, 1983, then Circle in the Square Downtown, New York City, 1984.
-   (As Cheryl McFadden) Ruth, The Homecoming, Jewish Repertory Theatre, New York City, 1984.
-   (As Cheryl McFadden) Annie Sutter, The Bloodletters, Ensemble Studio Theatre, 1984.
-   (As Cheryl McFadden) Casey Staiger, How to Say Goodbye, Vineyard Theatre, New York City, 1986.
-   (As Cheryl McFadden) Dr. Handleman, Couch Tandem, Women's InterArt Center, New York City, 1987.
-   Kate, Emerald City, Perry Street Theatre, New York City, 1988.
-   Lil, Voices in the Dark, George Street Playhouse, New Brunswick, NJ, 1998.
-   (As Cheryl McFadden) Mary, Rosario and the Gypsies, Ensemble Studio Theatre; and as Mrs. Malloy, The Matchmaker, La Jolla Playhouse, San Diego, CA.
-   Viva Detroit, Los Angeles;
-   Every Good Boy Deserves Favor;
-   L'histoire du Soldat.

STAGE WORK

-   (As Cheryl McFadden) Choreographer, The Winter's Tale, Brooklyn Academy of Music Theatre Company, Helen Owen Carey Playhouse, Brooklyn, NY, 1980.
-   (As Cheryl McFadden) Fight choreographer, Johnny on the Spot, Brooklyn Academy of Music Theatre Company, Brooklyn Academy of Music, Brooklyn, 1980.
-   (As Cheryl McFadden) Choreographer, A Midsummer Night's Dream, Brooklyn Academy of Music Theatre Company, Brooklyn Academy of Music, 1981.
-   Choreographer, Yesterday Is Over, Women's InterArt Center, New York City;
-   Director, Bottleneck at the Bar, Golden Lion Theatre, New York City;
-   Director and Choreographer, Bumps and Knots, Lyric Hammersmith Theatre, London;
-   Director and choreographer, Women of Trachis, He Who Gets Slapped, and Old Times, all Springold Theatre, Waltham, MA;
-   Director and choreographer, Medea, Studio Theatre, Pittsburgh, PA.

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title: Gates McFadden

question: What does the text say about Klingons?

question: What does the text say about Gates McFadden's acting career?

answer: Cheryl Gates McFadden is an actress and choreographer best known for playing Dr. Beverly Crusher in the "Star Trek: The Next Generation" (TNG) TV series and films. To distinguish her acting work from choreography work, she is usually credited as "Gates McFadden" in the movies and television shows she is in, with the exception of the movie "When Nature Calls" and one of the episodes of The Cosby Show. She played Jack Ryan's wife Caroline in the movie "The Hunt for Red October". McFadden as Dr. Crusher on Star Trek: TNG, was slated to be Captain Jean-Luc Picard's love interest and a widow trying to balance motherhood and a career. However, she was let go by the network after season one when the series' showrunner stated he didn't like working with McFadden. McFadden reprised her role in season three because her replacement didn't pan out, but only after a phone call from her co-star Patrick Stewart and numerous fan letters. She stayed until the remainder of the series, all four TNG movies, and provided her voice for PC games. McFadden co-starred in the 1990 comedy "Taking Care of Business", several television shows, and even a commercial for Microsoft in 2006.

question: What does the text say about Gates McFadden's theatre career and stage work?

answer: Cheryl Gates McFadden is an actor and choreographer. To distinguish the two careers, she used Cheryl McFadden for choreography and Gates for acting. She started working at the Jim Henson Company as the director of choreography and puppet movement for Labyrinth, The Muppets Take Manhattan, and Dreamchild (uncredited). In 1992, McFadden appeared alongside fellow Star Trek TNG cast members Patrick Stewart, Jonathan Frakes, Brent Spiner, and Colm Meaney in a production "Every Good Boy Deserves Favor" which performed in four cities. She appeared as Cheryl McFadden in several theatre appearances in the 80s and 90s, including Cloud 9, To Gillian on Her 37th Birthday, Circle in the Square Downtown, and The Matchmaker, to name a few. McFadden choreographed many plays, including The Winter's Tale and A Midsummer Night's Dream, for the Brooklyn Academy of Music Theatre Company. She also directed and choreographed Women of Trachis, He Who Gets Slapped, and Old Times (Springold Theatre, Waltham, MA).

question: What does the text say about McFadden's personal life and career outside of acting?

answer: Cheryl Gates McFadden was born in Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio on March 2, 1949. She attended Brandeis University, graduating (cum laude) with a Bachelor of Arts in theatre arts. She moved to Paris and studied theatre with actor Jacques Lecoq at his school of physical theatre. McFadden is of Lithuanian descent on her mother's side. She was married to John Cleveland Talbot and has one son, James, born in 1991. Co-star Brent Spiner is her son's godfather. Prior to 2014, McFadden did not attend fan conventions due to a stalking incident years earlier, but after participating in New York Comic Con 2014, she became enthusiastic about it. As for her career outside acting, she has lent her voice in several audiobooks and has taught at several universities including Harvard, Purdue, and the American Academy of Dramatic Arts. As of 2010, she was listed as an adjunct faculty member in the School of Theater at the University of Southern California. Mcfadden was also the Artistic Director of the Ensemble Studio Theatre in Los Angeles from January 2009 to October 2014.


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AMONG THE HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF PATRIOTS THAT POLAND CELEBRATES FOR SERVING IN THE RESISTANCE MOVEMENT IN WORLD WAR TWO THERE IS ONE BLACK, NIGERIA-BORN MAN.

Jazz musician August Agboola Browne was in his forties, and had been in Poland for 17 years, when he joined the struggle against Nazi occupation in 1939 – thought to be the only black person in the country to do so.

Under the code name “Ali”, he fought for his adopted country during the Siege of Warsaw when Germany invaded, and later in the Warsaw Uprising, which ended 76 years ago this month.

Astoundingly, he survived the war in which 94% of the residents of Poland’s capital were either killed or displaced, and continued living in the ravaged city until 1956 when he emigrated with his second wife to Britain.

[Monument in Warsaw]IMAGE COPYRIGHTWOJCIECH ZAŁUSKI

image captionA monument to Browne was erected in Warsaw last year

A small stone monument in Warsaw now commemorates Browne’s life. But the scant details that there are may never have been known were it not for an application he made to join a veterans’ association in 1949.

The document was filed away for six decades, until 2009, when Zbigniew Osinski from the Warsaw Rising Museum came across it.

This form, filled out in beautiful cursive handwriting and with a passport-style photo attached to one corner, is his Rosetta Stone – the documentary fragment that led researchers to interpret isolated facts about his life and locate living descendants.

In the picture, Browne, dressed in a jacket and a snugly fitting jumper, looks lively and youthful with a hint of a smile on his face. All who met Browne described him as a handsome man and a sharp dresser.

[August Browne's passport photo]IMAGE COPYRIGHTOFFICE OF VETERANS AND VICTIMS OF OPPRESSION

By this time he was in his fifties, as the form reveals that he was born on 22 July 1895 to Wallace and Jozefina in Lagos – then part of the British Empire.

He arrived in England aboard a British merchant ship with his longshoreman father. From there, he joined a theatre troupe touring Europe and ended up in Poland via Germany.

‘Sheltered ghetto refugees’

Frustratingly, the form does not say what inspired him to leave Nigeria, or make Poland his destination, so an adventurous spirit seems the likeliest explanation. But by the 1930s, he became a celebrated jazz percussionist playing in Warsaw’s restaurants.

What Browne did write was that in the resistance he distributed underground newspapers, traded electronic equipment and “sheltered refugees from the ghetto”. This was a sealed-off area of the city in which Jews were forced by the Nazis to live and where 91,000 died from starvation, disease and murder. Some 300,000 were transported to their deaths in Nazi concentration camps.

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Warsaw Uprising

[Polish fighters holding rifles]IMAGE COPYRIGHTUNIVERSAL HISTORY ARCHIVE

-   The Polish underground, known as the Home Army, attacked the German occupying forces on 1 August
-   They swiftly gained control of much of the city
-   Germany sent reinforcements and the nearby Soviet army did not help
-   The Poles surrendered on 2 October after 63 days
-   200,000 civilians and 16,000 Polish fighters died

_Source: Encyclopaedia Britannica and Warsaw Rising Museum_

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It appears that for Browne, staying in Poland after the war was a choice – as a citizen of the British Empire, he had the opportunity to leave.

When he arrived in Poland, he first settled in Krakow where he married his first wife, Zofia Pykowna, with whom he had two sons, Ryszard and Aleksander.

The marriage failed but at the outbreak of the war, Browne arranged for his children and their mother to seek refuge in England. But – perhaps committed to the Polish struggle – Browne did not go with them.

The incomplete jigsaw of information gives rise to many questions about his life.

‘A quiet, private man’

Tatiana, his daughter from his second, much longer, marriage to Olga Miechowicz, was born and brought up in London and is his only surviving child in Britain. She says he never talked about what had happened to him.

She is now 61 – her father died in 1976 when she was 17. She remembers him as “very quiet, very private, and quite distant” and that he never discussed his background in Poland or his early years in Lagos.

Tatiana is not certain why neither of her parents told her much about their past. She suspects it was to bury the trauma they endured and atrocities they witnessed.

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image captionPolish soldiers surrendered after 63 days of fighting and were taken as prisoners of war

Thinking back, she recalls watching a documentary about the war with her parents and her mother saying: “I remember seeing people being hanged in the streets; I know that’s true because I saw it with my own eyes.”

But there was no discussion and now she wishes they had told her more.

Browne, though, never turned his back on the Polish culture that he had lived in for almost 35 years, and Tatiana says that Polish was the only language spoken in their London home.

He was remembered by an acquaintance in Poland for speaking “the purest Polish language, even with a Warsaw accent”. He was fluent in several languages.

“Dad taught me how to read and write in English,” Tatiana says.

‘Quick wit and real charm’

How the musician, who as a black person would have been so conspicuous, was able to survive in Nazi-occupied Poland remains a mystery.

Two other African men, Jozef Diak from Sudan, and Sam Sandi, whose exact place of origin on the continent is unclear, had served in the Polish army during the Polish-Bolshevik War (1919-1921) and remained in Warsaw afterwards, but both died before World War Two began.

Discounting them and Browne, experts say there may have been two other black Warsaw residents in the interwar years, professional entertainers whose traces disappear during the occupation.

But Tatiana’s recollection of her father’s charismatic personality may give a clue to his own endurance.

“Dad had a real quick wit and a real charm about him,” Tatiana says.

“When we used to go to church on a Sunday, I used to see him interact with other people. He had a real warmth that drew you in so you automatically liked him.

“When he was in company with other people, there was just this [energy]. People were drawn to him.”

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Browne’s story emerged in 2009 at a time of heightened patriotism and xenophobia in Poland.

It drew immediate interest from across the political spectrum and there were calls to memorialise him as a national hero.

At that time, then-President Lech Kaczynski, co-founder of the conservative Law and Justice party, wanted to “honour him on the occasion of the 65th anniversary of the Warsaw Uprising”, said Krzysztof Karpinski, a jazz historian who served as vice-president of the Polish Jazz Association, which was contacted by Kaczynski’s office for more information about Browne.

But Kaczynski died in a plane crash in 2010 and the plan apparently went with him.

It was not until last year that a small monument to the Nigerian-Polish resistance fighter was finally unveiled. That was funded by a non-profit organisation, the Freedom and Peace Movement Foundation. His war service is honoured by conservatives and progressives alike to symbolise the Poland of today.

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image captionBrowne was buried in a cemetery in north London

Browne led a modest existence in England for the last two decades of his life. He continued working as a musician, at first doing session work. When he got older, “we had a piano at home so he used to give piano lessons,” Tatiana says.

They were a “lovely family,” Dr Michael Modell, who treated Browne for cancer, remembers.

He died at the age of 81 in 1976 and is buried under a plain headstone in a north London cemetery.

There is no sign of the traumatic and tumultuous events that he had been part of, which reflects the way he apparently lived his life in London.

“To me, it was just me growing up at home with a mum and dad. Whatever our life was, it was my normal,” Tatiana says.

_Nicholas Boston, PhD, is Associate Professor of Media Studies at the City University of New York, Lehman College. He was assisted by Wojciech Załuski in Poland._

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question: What does the article say about Browne's family?

answer: His father was a longshoreman. He married his first wife, Zofia Pykowna, in Poland and had two sons with her: Ryszard and Aleksander. His second marriage was to Olga Miechowicz, and resulted in a daughter named Tatiana. Tatiana, now 61, remembers her father as very quiet, private, and distant.

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Chapter 1: The Rules, Rankings and Responsibilities

Finally God allows me to tell my tale. First off, I am an angel. It takes centuries to become a Dream Guardian. You need to understand more than what several lifetimes can teach you.¬ Demons have no rules and no pattern just like nightmares. I do not deal with demons any more but that is for another tale.

Dream Guardians are still angels and we have rules while our enemies do not. Rules are in place for YOUR protection not ours I mean, it’s not like we can die but you can. Our rules are more guidelines and can be broken as we see fit. Firstly, do not show yourself unless absolutely necessary. You know that feeling you get when you feel calm even though you see something that would usually scare you during sleep paralysis? That is something we can do but it isn’t the best choice if you are in danger. We can’t attack during this. Secondly, only put people into a state of sleep paralysis if you are in danger in your sleep and you can’t break free from being held or touched in any way from a monster. Putting you in a state of paralysis is a last resort but buys us a few seconds as they have to re-enter your “sanctuary”. And lastly, we are invisible by choice. We need to wake you before they touch you. Everyone isn't the same to wake up so we don’t know how hard it will be. We try to fight them as you sleep. Those nightmares you have but wake up and can’t remember? We showed ourselves to fight which erases the dream altogether.

Everybody has a different imagination and fear so we have no idea what we are fighting. This is why we are the top angels in heaven. Demons don’t change, their motives do. And we don’t have wings by the way. We can fly but we look like we did back in the mortal world.

People we do not manage to save die, or more commonly known, “bed death” or “cot death”. Some missions will never leave your memory. The hardest part is seeing them at the pearl gates and explaining what happened. As a sign of respect we take 6 earth months off to look over the family and help them through. Very rarely God allows us to project dreams of lost ones into the affected peoples dream so they can say goodbye properly. It is something every Guardian Angel has been through yet it does not get any easier. Imagine kissing your child goodnight and without knowing goodbye too. They sleep in perfect health in their favourite pyjamas wrapped in their blanket with their scent on it. Waiting, excited or any other emotion for tomorrow to inevitably come. But it never does, it never will. The night takes a toll and by morning they are gone. You watch as the first person who tries to wake them start being concerned and then begin to shake. Full denial until they feel their pulse. They break down with their uniform still in hand ready to get them changed for school and just as their knees grow weak they fall to the ground screaming uncontrollably as the rest of the family come running in realising what has happened and no one has anything to say but cry and ask God why. The ambulance comes and declares the rough time of death as you watch helplessly knowing this is your fault and you can’t say sorry. The rest of the day is carried out with the family being closer than they ever have been. People offering their condolences but nothing in the world can make them better than to bring the child back. But nothing can bring them back. And the worst part? The worst part is when they kiss them goodbye and say “I love you” as tears helplessly run down their face. The pain is unimaginable.

Children are the hardest to save, their imaginations are a lot wilder and they don’t understand how one minute they can be hugging their parents and the next minute an unknown figure is holding them tight crushing them. They are too weak and confused and just before they draw a last breath they are in a sleep paralysis. The one DAMN THING I can rely on usually and I only make them more helpless as not all children understand that the bedroom is the safest place so they don’t have a sanctuary yet and the monster is already on top of them choking them before I can wake them. PLEASE make your children understand they are safe in their bedroom. I can’t describe the feeling of fear and sickness I get when I realise a child does not feel safe where they sleep. And yes this is one of many true stories. He was 5. He was the energy of the family and all they can do is look at photos. Just by smiling he would light up any of their days. He was kind and gentle and too young to understand why he left his family behind. You know, people cry in heaven too.

His safest place was in the living room on the carpet with his toys. That is no good to me. Not when he sleeps in his bed. I watched as a small coffin, much smaller than it should ever be for anyone get carried to a grave. I stood by the gravestone crying too. I remembered as I seen the fear in his eyes as I made him experience his first paralysis and last. His last words will haunt me from now to eternity… “Please save me I don’t want to go”.

title: [FN] Dream Guardians: A Never-Ending Battle (intro to my story I am working on)

question: What is the main character?

answer: An angel.

question: What celestial position does the main character hold?

answer: A Dream Guardian.

question: Whose dreams are the hardest for the angel to guard?

answer: Those of children.

question: What are the enemies the Dream Guardian protects against?

answer: Demons.

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer: This is a story told from the perspective of an angel who has been tasked with guarding dreams. They give advice about how to take care of one's children in the land of dreams.


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I honestly don't know how long I've been sitting here, waiting. It's getting kinda cold but the sky's still blue, almost as blue as the ocean. I've only been there once, when I tried running away from home and I saw a sliver of it behind the buildings. Then my aunt found me and her tears washed the ocean away.

I check my watch. I don't remember when I got here. Let's guess a few hours. I've seen the same old man hobble by around five times. I don't know if he's trying to look at me or what.

My legs have fallen asleep. I shift my weight and ow, ow, ow, pain is shooting up my body. I know it'll fade in a couple minutes, but I'm almost in tears. It hurts.

The more I think about it, it's not about my legs. It's everything- something's come into my life and tinted it all gray. Even silver linings are pretty slim: my friends don't have time for me and I can't say I care too much for them either. At one point they just became background noise. Hung out without me, had conversations that left me out. Bang, bang, hey, I'm still here.

Got no talents, got no friends. Just this promise that I'm banking on and sore feet. I walked all the way here and now my legs have fallen asleep. Tears are sticking to my cheeks. Hell, I probably look a lot grubbier than I usually do. Dirty cheeks and hair, gold jewelry in my pocket. I can sell it if I have to, if he decides that we're running off somewhere. He's not the kind of guy to just drop everything and run off, though, while I'm kind of like that. Just run. Or drive.

I imagine he's talking to me. About the ocean, and the future. The future is this big, grim shadow looming over my head but when he talks about it, he's got it all planned out. It's simple. He'd say, "Hey, five seconds ago, when you came over, that was the past. And five seconds from now, it'll be the future and we're going to still be sitting together, right? The future'll become the present. That's not too scary, right? Too fast for you to even notice it."

Right. But he's not sitting next to me now and everything's gray. The future is scarier - will it go by so fast I'll miss it? Suddenly I'll be some hunched old crone, trying to remember, what happened at the bus stop that day? Or maybe I'll be sitting here forever.

Why didn't I bring my phone? I could really use some music right now. No lyrics are coming to mind; the whine of cars is too loud. I curl up on the bench and squeeze my eyes shut.

It's even darker under my eyelids. When I was little, I wasn't really scared of the dark; I wanted to know why the monsters under my bed didn't want to talk to me. I thought, why don't they like me either? We're supposed to be alone together.

Footsteps -- his car -- no, it isn't him. But he'll come. He's just running late, I know it. I've sat up so fast that my head is spinning.

He likes my hair. My face. He says I have funny arms. I don't get how you can have funny arms, so I told him he can't talk because he has a crooked nose. He'd shrugged. Loads of people have crooked noses according to him. It just makes him blend in more.

He says I'm smart for my age. He won't let me down, he wouldn't dare. I hope I'm smart enough to be right about this.

What did my sister say about him? I think she likes him. Actually I'm pretty sure she does. She's always turning red and speaking really, really softly when he's around. But there was something she'd said about him, something that was odd, twisted, and true - what is it?

This'll bother me all day. The cars speeding by are starting to blend together into this black streak. No red. Not even white.

At least it isn't gray. I can't remember if his eyes are blue or gray - or what the rest of his face looks like. Suddenly he's a blur just like everything else.

Is he just someone I've imagined? Am I waiting for someone who'll never show up? I don't even have my phone to see the words he's written me. But those could've been imagined too, maybe.

Everything's just one big maybe. Maybe he'll show up and maybe my aunt will be here too. Maybe she'll wash the ocean away again.

My sister. Cute little idiot. Where's she? Probably thinking I'm in a mood again.

One, two, three, four, five. I'm in the future. The present.

Whatever. He still isn't here.

title: no buses

question: Why is the girl in the story upset?

answer: The girl in the story is upset because her friends have all left her and she feels lonely. Also, she is worried about the future. She is waiting for a man she loves but she is not sure if he will show up.


text:
This is a list of the MAMMAL SPECIES RECORDED IN GRENADA. Of the mammal species in Grenada, one is vulnerable and one is considered extinct.[1]

The following tags are used to highlight each species' conservation status as assessed by the International Union for Conservation of Nature:

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  EX   EXTINCT                 No reasonable doubt that the last individual has died.
  EW   EXTINCT IN THE WILD     Known only to survive in captivity or as a naturalized populations well outside its previous range.
  CR   CRITICALLY ENDANGERED   The species is in imminent risk of extinction in the wild.
  EN   ENDANGERED              The species is facing an extremely high risk of extinction in the wild.
  VU   VULNERABLE              The species is facing a high risk of extinction in the wild.
  NT   NEAR THREATENED         The species does not meet any of the criteria that would categorise it as risking extinction but it is likely to do so in the future.
  LC   LEAST CONCERN           There are no current identifiable risks to the species.
  DD   DATA DEFICIENT          There is inadequate information to make an assessment of the risks to this species.
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Some species were assessed using an earlier set of criteria. Species assessed using this system have the following instead of near threatened and least concern categories:

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  LR/cd   LOWER RISK/CONSERVATION DEPENDENT   Species which were the focus of conservation programmes and may have moved into a higher risk category if that programme was discontinued.
  LR/nt   LOWER RISK/NEAR THREATENED          Species which are close to being classified as vulnerable but are not the subject of conservation programmes.
  LR/lc   LOWER RISK/LEAST CONCERN            Species for which there are no identifiable risks.
  ------- ----------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Subclass: Theria

Infraclass: Metatheria

Order: Didelphimorphia (common opossums)

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Didelphimorphia is the order of common opossums of the Western Hemisphere. Opossums probably diverged from the basic South American marsupials in the late Cretaceous or early Paleocene. They are small to medium-sized marsupials, about the size of a large house cat, with a long snout and prehensile tail.

-   Family: Didelphidae (American opossums)
    -   Subfamily: Didelphinae
        -   Genus: _Marmosa_
            -   Robinson's mouse opossum, _M. robinsoni_

Infraclass: Eutheria

Order: Sirenia (manatees and dugongs)

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[West Indian manatees] Sirenia is an order of fully aquatic, herbivorous mammals that inhabit rivers, estuaries, coastal marine waters, swamps, and marine wetlands. All four species are endangered.

-   Family: Trichechidae
    -   Genus: _Trichechus_
        -   West Indian manatee, _T. manatus_

Order: Rodentia (Rodents)

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RODENTIA is an order of mammals characterised by two continuously growing incisors in the upper and lower jaws which must be kept short by gnawing.

-   Family: Dasyproctidae
    -   Genus: _Dasyprocta_
        -   Red-rumped agouti, _D. leporina_ introduced

Order: Primates

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The order Primates includes the lemurs, monkeys, and apes, with the latter category including humans.

-   Family: Cercopithecidae
    -   Genus: Cercopithecus
        -   Mona monkey, _C. mona_ introduced

Order: Cingulata (armadillos)

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[Nine-banded armadillo] The armadillos are small mammals with a bony armored shell. There are around 20 extant species. They are native to the Americas. There are around 20 extant species.

-   Family: Dasypodidae (armadillos)
    -   Subfamily: Dasypodinae
        -   Genus: _Dasypus_
            -   Nine-banded armadillo, _D. novemcinctus_

Order: Lagomorpha (rabbits and hares)

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The lagomorphs comprise two families, Leporidae (hares and rabbits), and Ochotonidae (pikas). Though they can resemble rodents, and were classified as a superfamily in that order until the early 20th century, they have since been considered a separate order. They differ from rodents in a number of physical characteristics, such as having four incisors in the upper jaw rather than two.

-   Family: Leporidae
    -   Genus: Lepus
        -   European hare, _L. europaeus_ [2] introduced

Order: Chiroptera (bats)

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The bats' most distinguishing feature is that their forelimbs are developed as wings, making them the only mammals capable of flight. Bat species account for about 20% of all mammals.

-   Family: Noctilionidae
    -   Genus: _Noctilio_
        -   Greater bulldog bat, _N. leporinus_
-   Family: Vespertilionidae
    -   Subfamily: Myotinae
        -   Genus: _Myotis_
            -   Black myotis, _M. nigricans_
            -   _Myotis nyctor_
-   Family: Emballonuridae
    -   Genus: _Peropteryx_
        -   Lesser doglike bat, _P. macrotis_
        -   Trinidad dog-like bat, _P. trinitatis_
-   Family: Mormoopidae
    -   Genus: _Pteronotus_
        -   Naked-backed bat, _P. davyi_
-   Family: Phyllostomidae
    -   Subfamily: Phyllostominae
        -   Genus: _Dermanura_
            -   Silver fruit-eating bat, _D. glauca_
        -   Genus: _Micronycteris_
            -   Little big-eared bat, _M. megalotis_
    -   Subfamily: Glossophaginae
        -   Genus: _Anoura_
            -   Geoffroy's tailless bat, _A. geoffroyi_
        -   Genus: _Glossophaga_
            -   Miller's long-tongued bat, _G. longirostris_
    -   Subfamily: Carolliinae
        -   Genus: _Carollia_
            -   Seba's short-tailed bat, _C. perspicillata_
    -   Subfamily: Stenodermatinae
        -   Genus: _Artibeus_
            -   Jamaican fruit bat, _A. jamaicensis_
            -   Great fruit-eating bat, _A. lituratus_
            -   _A. schwartzi_

Order: Cetacea (whales)

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[Bryde's whale] The order Cetacea includes whales, dolphins and porpoises. They are the mammals most fully adapted to aquatic life with a spindle-shaped nearly hairless body, protected by a thick layer of blubber, and forelimbs and tail modified to provide propulsion underwater.

-   Suborder: Mysticeti
    -   Family: Balaenopteridae (baleen whales)
        -   Genus: _Balaenoptera_
            -   Common minke whale, _Balaenoptera acutorostrata_
            -   Sei whale, _Balaenoptera borealis_
            -   Bryde's whale, _Balaenoptera brydei_
            -   Blue whale, _Balaenoptera musculus_
        -   Genus: _Megaptera_
            -   Humpback whale, _Megaptera novaeangliae_
-   Suborder: Odontoceti
    -   Superfamily: Platanistoidea
        -   Family: Delphinidae (marine dolphins)
            -   Genus: _Delphinus_
                -   Short-beaked common dolphin, _Delphinus delphis_ DD
            -   Genus: _Feresa_
                -   Pygmy killer whale, _Feresa attenuata_ DD
            -   Genus: _Globicephala_
                -   Short-finned pilot whale, _Globicephala macrorhyncus_ DD
            -   Genus: _Lagenodelphis_
                -   Fraser's dolphin, _Lagenodelphis hosei_ DD
            -   Genus: _Grampus_
                -   Risso's dolphin, _Grampus griseus_ DD
            -   Genus: _Orcinus_
                -   Killer whale, _Orcinus orca_ DD
            -   Genus: _Peponocephala_
                -   Melon-headed whale, _Peponocephala electra_ DD
            -   Genus: _Pseudorca_
                -   False killer whale, _Pseudorca crassidens_ DD
            -   Genus: _Sotalia_
                -   Guiana dolphin, _Sotalia guianensis_ DD
            -   Genus: _Stenella_
                -   Pantropical spotted dolphin, _Stenella attenuata_ DD
                -   Clymene dolphin, _Stenella clymene_ DD
                -   Striped dolphin, _Stenella coeruleoalba_ DD
                -   Atlantic spotted dolphin, _Stenella frontalis_ DD
                -   Spinner dolphin, _Stenella longirostris_ DD
            -   Genus: _Steno_
                -   Rough-toothed dolphin, _Steno bredanensis_ DD
            -   Genus: _Tursiops_
                -   Common bottlenose dolphin, _Tursiops truncatus_
        -   Family: Physeteridae (sperm whales)
            -   Genus: _Physeter_
                -   Sperm whale, _Physeter catodon_ DD
        -   Family: Kogiidae (dwarf sperm whales)
            -   Genus: _Kogia_
                -   Pygmy sperm whale, _Kogia breviceps_ DD
                -   Dwarf sperm whale, _Kogia sima_ DD
    -   Superfamily Ziphioidea
        -   Family: Ziphidae (beaked whales)
            -   Genus: _Mesoplodon_
                -   Gervais' beaked whale, _Mesoplodon europaeus_ DD
            -   Genus: _Ziphius_
                -   Cuvier's beaked whale, _Ziphius cavirostris_ DD

Order: Carnivora (carnivorans)

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There are over 260 species of carnivorans, the majority of which feed primarily on meat. They have a characteristic skull shape and dentition.

-   Suborder: Pinnipedia
    -   Family: Phocidae (earless seals)
        -   Genus: _Neomonachus_
            -   Caribbean monk seal, _N. tropicalis_

Notes

[1] This list is derived from the IUCN Red List which lists species of mammals and includes those mammals that have recently been classified as extinct (since 1500 AD). The taxonomy and naming of the individual species is based on those used in existing Wikipedia articles as of 21 May 2007 and supplemented by the common names and taxonomy from the IUCN, Smithsonian Institution, or University of Michigan where no Wikipedia article was available.

[2]

title: List of mammals of Grenada

question: What does the text say about reptiles?

question: What does the text say about the mammal species in Grenada?

answer: One of the mammal species in Grenada is vulnerable and one is considered extinct. These findings are based on the species conservation status as assessed by the International Union for Conservation of Nature or IUCN. The list of mammals is derived from the IUCN Red List which lists the species of mammals and includes those mammals that have recently been classified as extinct since 1500 AD. Some of the mammal species in Grenada include primates, whales, bats, and manatees.

question: Summarize some of the most interesting facts in the article.

answer: Humans are included in the order "Primates", which also includes lemurs, monkeys, and apes. Hares, rabbits, and pikas can resemble rodents and were classified as a superfamily in the order "Rodentia" until the early 20th century. They have since been considered a separate order called "Lagomorpha" comprising of two families, Leporidae (hares and rabbits) and Ochotonidae (pikas). Lagomorphs differ from rodents in a number of physical characteristics, including having four incisors in the upper jaw instead of two. Rodents have two incisors in the upper and lower jaws that must be kept short by gnawing. Bats are the only mammals that can fly and their species account for 20% of all mammals. Mammals that feed primarily on meat are called carnivorans, from the order Carnivora. There are over 260 carnivoran species and they have a characteristic skull shape and definition.

question: What does the text say about aquatic mammals species in Grenada?

answer: One of the aquatic mammal species in Grenada is from the order "Sirenia". These mammals are fully aquatic, herbivorous mammals that inhabit rivers, estuaries, coastal marine waters, swamps, and marine wetlands. Manatees and dugongs are part of the order Sirenia. All four species are endangered. Other mammal species in Grenada come from the order Cetacea, which includes whales, dolphins, and porpoises. Cetaceans are the mammals most fully adapted to aquatic life due to their spindle-shaped, nearly hairless bodies protected by a thick layer of blubber. Their tails and forelimbs are modified to provide underwater propulsion.


text:
Don't ask me to help you fix your car. I will try, but I'll end up making it worse. Oh, you handed me a vaguely circular part? There's a vaguely circular hole! I can do this! It's supposed to spark, right? There's supposed to be the sound of screaming metal, right? Don't worry, I'll help you pay for the repair, though I think the thousand dollar payment should be your punishment for asking me to help.

Don't ask me to watch your baby. I don't mind being around them for an hour because sometimes they aren't too annoying and can actually be a little cute, but any longer than that is going to end badly. I am missing that maternity instinct that some women claim to have. I've seen women hear a child cry and know exactly what they need. Ask one of them, because the first time your baby starts boo-hooing, I'm going to just put some headphones on and drown it out. And changing diapers? Oh, you're funny. Having child services knock on your door is just what you need, since you, for some reason, asked me to help.

Don't ask me to help you move. I'm lazy. I don't own a truck, or even a car for that matter, and I can't guarantee that I won't get bored and rummage through some of your things, especially if it has interesting labels like, "party favors" or "for the bedroom". I'll look, expect to find colorful hats or blankets and instead take a picture of your various toys and lord it over you for the next five years. Do you want that? No. But that's what'll happen if you ask me to help.

Don't ask me to give you relationship advice. 9 times out of 10, I'll tell you to break up with your partner, either because I'm jealous that you're in a happy relationship or because I want you to be in a happy relationship with me. I mean, c'mon, we've been friends way longer than you've known her. And I know - okay *think* - that you used to like me. Besides, she's never seen Star Wars and thinks superheros are for children! I should tell her about that time you dressed up as Iron Man. I should tell her how many hours you play video games. I'll ruin your relationship, if you ask me for help.

Don't ask me to be your friend. I know my snappy retorts and sense of humor may click with you, and I know we have a lot of the same interests, but I don't do well with people. I can't keep my mouth shut and my hands to myself. I drink too much and do stupid things. I'm sober and do stupid things. I think your misfortune is hilarious because it makes me forget my own. But I can't keep myself away from people. I catch a hint of friendliness and latch on like a parasite. I won't go away until you've physically ripped me off and tossed me in the trash. And I'm tired of getting up and dusting myself off and vowing to change, because I never do.

So don't ask me.

title: Don't Ask Me

question: Who is the narrator?

answer: That information can't be found

question: List the main characters.

answer: The narrator

question: Where is the story set?

answer: That information can't be found

question: Who is the narrator addressing?

answer: The reader, or the world

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer: The narrator warns the reader not to ask them for various forms of help. The narrator is tired of vowing to change after failed friendships, because they never do.


text:
Title: A Dirty, Dimly Lit Garage
(The numbers are chess moves)

On February, 2010 11:04:31 PM PDT, Dan wrote:

1. e4 e5 2. f4

The psilocybin had finally run its course through my brain. The shadows had finally stopped crawling along the walls. The sliding glass, where there had once been a garage door, showed dim images of ourselves huddled over a chess board. I was now sure that it was not an alternate reality, but merely a reflection. Everything was returning to normal and Bob Marley was guiding us back.

2... exf4

“Your move.”

I think Patrick had more going on in his mind than me. For his 21st birthday, he had planned to ask whatshername to marry him in Vegas. She never showed up. She never called. She changed her number. He finally caught up with her by making a phone call to her mother’s house when he knew she was going to be there… something like a year later after said incident. She wouldn’t even give him a chance to speak.

“Please don’t ever contact me again. I hope we’ll see each other in heaven.”

I was heartbroken for him. Not as heartbroken as he was, though, I’m sure. His wounds distracted me from the scars on my own heart, for a while.

“Sorry… hmmm…”
On April 22, 2013 11:05:51 PM PDT, Dan wrote:

3. Bc4 Qh4+

Patrick was always one of my favorite people, at the same time so full of life and so deeply flawed. I felt his struggles and I think no one else did. His soul was a great dichotomy, a far-flung spectrum of sadness and joy that the people around him were always trying to squish back into the range of NORMAL. Fucking assholes… seriously.
On April 22, 2013 11:06:10 PM PDT, Dan wrote:

4. Kf1 b5?!

I understood the criticism against him, though. I understood the criticism against myself, as well. I suppose we were both at a point in our lives where it would be time to address it or accept it.
On April 22, 2013 11:06:35 PM PDT, Dan wrote:

5. Bxb5 Nf6 6. Nf3

Ed possibly knew all about it, too. I never considered him my intellectual equal, but he wasn’t a fool. He just had no respect for women and it is hard to look at a guy the same after you have seen him maniacally torture and kill an animal or two. His arrival distracted me from the game. Small talk was proving to be far inferior to the comfortable silence Patrick and I had adjusted to.
On April 22, 2013 11:07:43 PM PDT, Dan wrote:

6... Qh6 7. d3

I am pretty sure Ed always looked down on me, too. It made me that much more resentful when he started dating Katie. If I could have gotten my shit together in time, I would have pursued her to the ends of the earth. I just wasn’t that confident in myself, yet.

I had this feeling that I could take the world and everything in it for myself, but society and everyone around me wanted me to be normal. I was being as pigeon-holed as Patrick.

I was being led to believe that my instincts were all wrong and that I should buckle down and actually attend the classes I signed up for, land a good career, enslave myself to a 30 year mortgage, and pretend for 5 minutes that any relationship I was in was not actually doomed. Fucking assholes… seriously.
On April 22, 2013 11:08:25 PM PDT, Dan wrote:

7... Nh5

Whether she deserved it, or not, I held her up on a pedestal and I knew Ed would never be capable of the kind of love that I was. He would never see her for anything other than a tool to be used. Was he better than the disaster I would have been? I don’t know. That night, I was thinking about it, though.
On April 22, 2013 11:08:50 PM PDT, Dan wrote:

8. Nh4 Qg5

I had spent the last year wandering up and down the coast of California. Splitting my time between Berkeley and San Diego could be grueling, but it was a small price to pay for the freedom I needed so bad. My heart was spread thin… San Diego, Newport Beach, Santa Barbara, Santa Cruz, Berkeley. So was my mind. Absorbing neuroscience, philosophy and physics was exhausting, but I was determined. If there is any truth to be had in this life, it would be in understanding consciousness. I couldn’t just take anyone’s word for it, either. I had to know for myself. I had to peel back the layers in every possible way to see what was inside.
On April 22, 2013 11:09:14 PM PDT, Dan wrote:

9. Nf5 c6

I was at a stage in my life where I was slowly phasing out my sinister ways. No more counter-intelligence operations and misinformation campaigns. The chains of the Mormon Church were broken. The parents no longer kept a watchful eye. There were just the women that I loved. I could never say “no” to them, but I knew they had secrets of their own. I will credit them with much better intentions than my own, but my feelings were still sincere and I will give them the benefit of the doubt that theirs were, too.
On April 22, 2013 11:09:35 PM PDT, Dan wrote:

10. g4 Nf6 11. Rg1!

The game of chess had ended, but I didn’t know it, yet. Al had arrived. I don’t know his reasons, but Al hated Ed, too. Patrick sensed there was going to be a problem. I sensed his masked concern. Like always, he was going to try and keep it light. I would play along.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?”

Clearly, Al was drunk.

“Hey, Al. Long time no see. You want next game? I’ve just about got this one won. Grab a seat. What’s been going on?”

I never let my nervousness show, but I would not be able to focus on the game, at all, now.

11... cxb5?

“What are YOU motherfuckers doing here?”

The last time I had seen Al was over a year before. I had Vicki on the phone and was trying to get him to listen on the other line. I was convinced that the truth mattered to him. It wasn’t obvious until that moment in a dirty, dimly lit garage that the light bulb went on. He hated me. This wasn’t about what he thought I lied about. This wasn’t about the fact that I had slept with Vicki or Tiffany and Alexis. It had been him who framed me all along for moving those pot plants! It was a series of thunderbolt revelations. I had been too self-absorbed to see it; too concerned with my women. This was Brian Clark all over again, except Al Kwon might be able to kick my ass. I would probably have felt better knowing that this was just a prelude to Josh Chastain. Too bad we can’t see the future.

“Just taking it easy, Al. Same as always. How you been?”

“Are you drunk, Al?”

I don’t know if Ed knew what had transpired with Al that last summer, but he didn’t seem too concerned, yet. After all, we had all been practically best friends for years.

He slammed the sliding door shut. We didn’t know it, at this point, but he slammed it so hard that the latch broke; leaving us all locked inside with his drunk and angry self.

12. h4!

I knew Patrick shouldn’t have kept playing; denial was about to take him completely. He was a pacifist, and had backed off to let me fight alone before. I knew he would be no help. I doubt Ed had ever been in a fight, either. I was sure it was going to be just Al and me. I have talked my way out of people determined to fight before, and, usually, it was relatively easy to do. Some people, though, are especially determined to find conflict.

“What am I going to do with you?”

Clearly, Al was referring to me and this was about the time he produced the sword. He flourished it. Protecting the knee. A basic form; defensive, and poorly executed. The blade was turned wrong 90 degrees. If I had a sword, I wouldn’t have any concerns. Unfortunately, all I had was a pipe and a lighter.

“Al, you are fucking drunk.”

If Ed hadn’t understood a moment ago, he understood now. I was immediately thinking I was going to have to find a way to separate Al from that sword, but it would be risky. We had to keep him talking. Ed got on board with the idea, immediately. Patrick started to lose his mind.

Adrenaline seared it into my memory. Al, holding the sword to my throat; crying, telling me about all the evil things I had done, but remaining surprisingly non-specific. Ed tried to work some magic, too, and we talked about growing up and being friends and how Al always felt like an outsider. I commiserated, but every wrong answer resulted in a knick. The blood was starting to drip from my neck.

Patrick began giggling. Maybe he was feeling the mushrooms. Maybe the whole situation was too much. Maybe he was just plain fucking crazy. When he got too loud, Al yelled.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP, PADDY! WHY DO YOU ALWAYS FUCKING LAUGH AT EVERYTHING! SHUT THE FUCK UP!”

Maybe Patrick was actually able to find the humor in the situation. It was surely beyond absurd; especially when you know everyone’s stories.

“I was always a friend to you, Al. I lent you money and never asked for you to pay me back. I stood up for you. I told you secrets that I never told anyone and you betrayed me and told them to everyone. I never retaliated. I know what you’ve been through. You always saw yourself on the outside. That is why we were friends. I was the black sheep of every group I’ve ever been in.”

He wanted to hear my pain. I obliged. I made stuff up. Oddly, it was hard to get too personal in front of Ed or Patrick, and I avoided the real pain. Superficial pain seemed good enough for Al, though. His cheek was against mine and he was practically drooling when he wanted to hear about the time David Flaherty tried to beat me up.

“… and he did kick your ass. Didn’t he?”

title: A Dark, Dimly Lit Garage (true story)

question: Summarize the relationship between Patrick and the narrator.

answer: Patrick and the narrator were childhood friends and Patrick was one of the narrator's favorite people because of his personality and the fact that he could relate to him. When the narrator would get into fights, Patrick would not get involved as he was a pacifist.

question: What happened between Patrick and his ex-girlfriend?

answer: For his birthday, Patrick wanted to ask his then-girlfriend to marry him in Vegas. She never showed up and ghosted Patrick. A year after that, he tracked her but she didn't even give him a chance to speak. Patrick was left heartbroken.

question: Why didn't the narrator like Ed?

answer: Ed had no respect for women and the narrator saw Ed torture and kill animals. Another reason why the narrator resented Ed is that he started dating one of the narrator's crushes and the narrator was convinced Ed could never love Katie the way he did.


text:
No one knows the whole story. How could they? If I told anyone they would come back for me, and this time not be merciful. However I need someone to know. People need to be warned as to what is out there and be prepared.

It all started with a trip out to Washington for some camping and hiking with my three best friends. I will not give out their real names for obvious reasons. We were all still in high school and it was the summer between Junior and Senior year. So we all felt grown-up and that we could handle anything, that we were invincible. That was our first mistake. Second was where we chose for our hiking trip. I do not remember the location, my therapist says I have submerged all my memories. But if I have why can I remember everything like it was yesterday? All but the small details that matter.

Anyways all four of us had our parent’s permission to go out for two weeks for this trip. Lucy and Irene were 18 and Kylee and I were only 16. We prepare for this trip beyond excited. Weeks and weeks before the event we are out shopping for camping and outdoor supplies. We studied the area, took wilderness survival classes, the whole deal. The day came for the plane to leave and each of our families were at the air port saying good bye and telling us to be extra careful. We all said duh and that we are practically adults and can handle anything. So we leave. Somehow I thought there would have been more to the goodbyes, especially looking back.
Our trip to Washington was pretty uneventful, even the 25 or so mile hike up to the camping site was uneventful. We all get to the site and are excited, Lucy and Irene decide to go explore the area to ‘get to know our neighbors’ as Lucy put it. Me and Kylee were the youngest and so got stuck with setting up the two tents and a fire pit. They were gone for perhaps an hour when they come running back shouting at us to come see what they find. Kylee just kind of rolls her eyes and sits back down while I get up and walk towards the other two.
“Kylee! Liz! We found the most beautiful meadow full of these amazing flowers! You have got to come see! Now!” Lucy pants as she gets within ear shot of me. They both had glowing faces and looked extremely happy. I look back at Kylee and wave her over so she gets up and jogs to us. When she reaches use Irene repeats what Lucy said, turned around and trotted off without seeing if we were falling. Lucy waves us on and tells us to come on before the sunlight is gone. By this time it was getting late and the sun was starting to set.

It took about half an hour to get there. But before I could even see the meadow I heard it. I could here this beautiful song, the only way I can describe it is like the Elves in the Lord of the Rings but it was happy and upbeat. It gets louder the closer I get to this place. I ask my friends if they heard it but they gave me a funny look and said no. I felt both happiness and apprehension at the song. It was not natural, unearthly, not to mention we were out in middle of nowhere. But whatever I thought it was just in my mind. I could not have been more wrong.

We get to the meadow just as the sunset is at its peak with beauty. We all gasp in awe at the sight before us. I was in kind of a trance the whole entire time as the song was so lovely and haunting. It had captured me and would not let go. The meadow was perhaps 15 foot across on each side. A near perfect circle, and in the center was a hollowed out tree. I do not even remember what kind of tree. Like I said I	 was in a trance so I could not stop my friends, even though I tried so hard to.

The rest of the meadow had a floor of flowers. Flowers so white they seemed to glow. They were delicate like a small child. That is what they made me think of, small children. Lucy looks back at us as she was in the lead and smiles. She then makes a suggestion to pick some flowers and bring them back to camp to decorate. The other two look at her like she invented AC and agreed. All this felt like a dream to me. I head this happy song slowly turn to a sad, angry, and agitated song as my friends stepped forward and starting picking flowers. I do not know how many they crushed while they picked about 2 dozen of them. I knew what they were doing was wrong, my expression had turned to horror but I could do nothing. When they were done they came back to the edge where I was standing and Irene grabbed me and shook me. They all looked at me funny and asked what was wrong. I, like the idiot I was, said nothing and asked if we could hurry to camp. So we did.

We get back to camp fast as it was dark and we had not brought flashlights with us. Kylee had taken all the flowers picked and put them in a small pile at the center of our camp to do something with in the morning. I do not know what she had planned, probably to braid them together into a rope and string it across the tents. As we made it back to camp I realized I could no longer here the sad song. I was glad thinking that it was over and I was not going insane. Two hours later we were all in our tents asleep. I shared my tent with Irene and we were both fast asleep. I woke up suddenly from a nightmare of death. I do not remember what it was, just that everyone I loved, my family and friends, had died a horrible death. I sit there for a few minutes to catch my breath when I hear a song, so quiet and tiny I thought it was the wind. Slowly it grew, slowly it grew so loud I thought it would tear the tent apart. It was the same singers of the meadow, but a different one. One of anger and revenge. Irene bolts awake and looks around in fear. She thought it was a storm, a big one too. How could they not hear the song? I felt like my ear drums were going to burst it was so loud and emotional. She darts out of the tent to go to the shelter at the side of the clearing for bad weather. I call out to her not to but she goes
anyway. I followed her, scared to be by myself.

When Irene and I get underneath the shelter Kylee was there. I start to ask her where Lucy was when screams started. Piercing, pleading screams. Lucy’s screams. Just as Kylee and Irene start to move toward the screams with fear in their eyes I see dark shapes dancing just outside the edges of the shelter. I yell at them to stop and they do thankfully. Or maybe not. Maybe it would have been better if they went, they would have suffered less.
I point outside and shakingly tell them that there is something out there. Irene lets out a scream as we see as small skeletal hand reach into the shelter, grabbing onto Irene’s pants. Kylee was the only one not frozen with fear and stomped on the hand, causing a crunch that I still hear in my dreams. I start to cry after that as the song just got louder and more intense, as did Lucy’s screams. By then we had all moved to the center of the shelter and huddled in shock and fear, them thinking there was a storm and some undead thing after us. Me hearing this song of revenge and knowing we would not make it out alive. Oh how I wish I could have died. The pain and the fear would have ended instead of dragging on for years.

Hours pass and the screams slowly die away, the song becoming triumphant. We were still huddled together frozen, not knowing what to do, but knowing that our friend just died a horrible painful death somewhere close by. Irene slowly pulls herself away looking apprehensively out into the dark. She said that she was going to go back to the tent and grab her phone to see if there were bars and that she could hopefully call for help. Kylee agrees and I beg her not to go. She couldn’t go! But go she went. We never saw her alive again. But we did hear the screams, the screams the begged for mercy, the screams that went on for hours, and the screams we could not stop. By now sun should have been up, we should have seen the light, its life giving life that would have meant we were safe from the shapes out there. But somehow it remained dark as midnight with no moon and stars. The song kept going on. After what felt like years the screams stopped abruptly. Kylee looks at me and starts crying. I tell her it’s ok, we will make it. A few minutes the sky lightens, we still could not see the sun but we could see the surrounding area. The shapes, things, monsters were gone. The campsite was a mess; there was blood everywhere, but no bodies. Kylee breathes a sigh of relief and looks at me with almost joy. She thought it was over. She thought they were done with their revenge.

I would have thought they were done too, however the song was still playing just as intensely as before and it had changed to revenge from the triumph. I could not stop shaking. Kylee jumps up and points to the right. She starts crying as look to see what she saw. Somehow it was Lucy and Irene. Somehow these monsters used their bodies, distorted them, did unspeakable things to them, to scare us and draw us out. Kylee thought they were still alive, but I knew better. Their faces were wrong, lopsided, and just evil. They had no eyes, somehow I could see that buy Kylee couldn’t, somehow I could see everything but she couldn’t. Their skin was not even the healthy tan of active humans, and had this sickly grayish-yellow hue to it. Their faces had no lips and their teeth were like sharks. No they were sharks teeth. The eye sockets where just pits and yet I could tell exactly where they were looking. They were hunched over, their hands ended in claws. They wanted us, they wanted to hurt us.

I knew the purpose of the bodies. I somehow just knew. I yelled at Kylee to not look at them, that somehow we were safe where we were as long as we didn’t step out from under the shelter. Kylee just laughed and said we are safe. She said that Lucy and Irene had survived. She told me to look there they were. I looked again and I was nearly sick. Those monsters were not our friends. Kylee starts moving towards them and I grab her arm telling her again no don’t go out. She tears away from me and glares shouting that I was wrong and how cruel it was to ignore our friends when they were hurt and needed our help. She then runs towards the two. I glance at them and watch in horror as their faces split into grins, as they raised their claws out towards Kylee. The song increased in volume to the point where I nearly fainted. I could not watch, I did not want to watch. I hear Kylee shouting in glee and then in horror. I hear her screams. I hear the sounds of the claws tearing through her flesh. I hear the crunch of those horrible teeth on the bone. I heard everything. I saw nothing. I cried as the screams and sounds continued. I cried for hours after they stopped. I sat down worn out and scared, certain I would be next.

I don’t know how long I sat there but eventually I noticed that I could see the sun, and that the song had faded to the point I could barely hear. And it was happy. I nearly went insane then and there. But no my sanity stayed with me as I looked out to the camp. To the three mutilated bodies of my friends. Lucy and Irene, their bodies were back to normal except all the cuts on them. All sorts of cuts. Kylee she looked like she had been eaten by a wild animal, and I guess she had in a way. All that was left of her was her skeleton with bits of flesh here and there. And surrounding the bodies were perhaps a dozen small figures. They were bone white and looked to be made of twigs. They had no faces, and their eyes were just red glowing orbs. I froze as I noticed they were watching me, afraid of what fresh new nightmare I would see. They spoke. Not with mouths but in my head, and they spoke in unison. They told me many things I dare not repeat. They warned me of what they would do to me if I ever returned, or if any human returned. They said the only reason I was not killed like my friends was that I was special. To this day I still do not know what that means, or if it is a good thing. When they were done they disappeared. Literally just disappeared in the blink of an eye. The authorities believed that we were attacked by a cannibalistic nut job that had escaped the mental facilities in the area. They never found him. But I know better, I know who did it. I just pray that no one else steps into that clearing.

Beware of the white flowers.

title: Haunting Melody

question: What does the story say about the song?

answer: The narrator is with her friends and is the only person that can hear the lovely and haunting song. They are in a meadow and one of them suggests picking some flowers. When they started to pick the flowers, the song became a sad, angry, and agitated song. They make it back to the camp. Later, the narrator hears the song again, but this time it is a song of anger and revenge. Kylee decides to go to see if she can call for help and they never see her again.

question: What does the story say about Kylee's character?

question: Describe the meadow.

answer: The meadow is 15 feet across on each side. It is a near-perfect circle, and in the center was a hollowed-out tree. The rest of the meadow had a floor of white flowers. They were delicate as a small child.

question: What does the narrator say about what happened to their friends?

answer: The narrator cannot see Kylee but hears her screaming and hears he claws tearing through her flesh. She hears the crunch of horrible teeth on the bone. Later, she finds the three mutilated bodies of her friends. They were killed by small beings with no faces. The authorities believed that we were attacked by a cannibal that had escaped the mental facilities in the area.


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[DDRJake]

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Good day all! We have entered a historically dark month for many of you: JULY. The heretics of Sweden frequently take this entire month off as vacation to praise the tiny sliver of sun that deigns to bless the country with its presence. The end result means that Development Diaries often take a turn to the silent for the month.

Well fear not! I have decided to engage in the most taboo of actions and keep my butt firmly planted by my desk at work this month. We shall have dev diaries this month, and we're going to start by looking at CLIMATE, WEATHER and ELEPHANTS.
To those who are of patrician enough taste to follow me on Twitter you will have noticed my latest teaser where I showed off a winter in the far south of the Americas. Previously there has been a limitation in how our game can model winters, only managing them in the northern hemisphere. Long unsatisfied with this, we took the time to ensure that in the 1.26 Update this is rectified, so that the winters of Southern Africa, South America and the furthest down under reaches of Australia and New Zealand have their winters correctly modeled. As the icy grip on Russia recedes, expect to bundle up in Chile. This can be seen in our re-purposed mapmode, WEATHER.

[Weather.png]

_The Weather mapmode previously was called winters_

As you can likely tell, there are more than just winters in this view. That's correct, because as part of enriching the Subcontinent in Dharma, we have added Monsoons. During the monsoon season (varies by location), the grounds will become visibly muddier and both movement speed and attrition will be impacted if you are on the military offensive. While we added these to spice up India, we decided to expand it to all Monsoon areas across the map, so across East Asia, Africa and South America.

[Feeling Muddy.png]

_"We want the Spintires audience"
_
In addition to the map effect and province modifiers, there are also a handful of events for nations experiencing particularly destructive or fruitful Monsoons.

Now it's time to address the elephant in the room, so to speak. People seeing screenshots and watching the devclash have clearly noticed that a new animal has found its way into the arsenal of Indian nations. Yes, in Dharma, we have added ELEPHANTS.

[Tonnes of fun.png]

_I'm getting Resident Evil Outbreak flashbacks already
_
This is something we've added purely for immersion in the Subcontinent, as well as for the South East Asians who also used these majestic creatures in warfare. The elephants are simply a new 3D model for cavalry units for these nations without gameplay impact, but we feel that the empowerment of trampling over puny infantry armies with your walking mountains is worthy as-is. Owners of Dharma will see these elephants in Indian and South East Asian nations.

To recap, all players who update to the 1.26 Mughals Update will enjoy Winters across the world, while Dharma owners will enjoy that along with Monsoons and Elephants.

Next week we'll take a gander at the less visual but highly impactful changes we have made by way of new NATIONAL IDEAS and FORMABLE NATIONS

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These elephants... Beautiful.

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Monsum lowers Movement speed, but Harsh Winter does not.

SO RAIN DOES SLOW U DOWN, BUT SNOW DOES NOT. #PARADOXLOGIC
Oh and I asume, that since it requires Dharma only asians will get Elephants, but Afrikans will not

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[Andrzej I]

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  During the monsoon season. In the monsoon season (varies by location), the grounds will become visibly muddier and both movement speed and attrition will increase if you are on the military offensive.

Wait. Does movement speed actually increase, or was that a typo? I don't typically associate mud with quicker travel [:p]

[Groogy]

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  Wait. Does movement speed actually increase, or was that a typo? I don't typically associate mud with quicker travel [:p]

No it lowers movement speed, just unfortunate phrasing.

[Asakhra]

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  To those who are of patrician enough taste to follow me on Twitter you will have noticed my latest teaser where I showed off a winter in the far south of the Americas. Previously there has been a limitation in how our game can model winters, only managing them in the northern hemisphere. Long unsatisfied with this, we took the time to ensure that in the 1.26 Update this is rectified, so that the winters of Southern Africa, South America and the furthest down under reaches of Australia and NEW ZEALAND have their winters correctly modeled.

Care to post a screenshot of the new New Zealand winter? We're trapped in a hellish dark winterscape down here right now, so it seems appropriate [:p]

[ Palando ]

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  while Dharma owners will enjoy that along with Monsoons and Elephants.

Does that mean that the unit pack is part of the Dharma expansion this time? Just like for immersion packs?

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Elephants!!!! [:)]

[korodikrisz]

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  Care to post a screenshot of the new New Zealand winter? We're trapped in a hellish dark winterscape down here right now, so it seems appropriate [:p]

Yeah, even for the Random New World, in January the whole southern globe is under snow. It should be the opposite what happens in the north.

Ooo, I can't wait to conquer Roma with my elephants. :3

[Mfupa]

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Loving the addition of monsoon weather and expansion of winters.

One question regarding elephants. Whats the unit ratio that is required for the model to show up? I think right now unit type is based on what type of unit has the most men alive in an army?
Will it be required to have more cavalry units than infantry in an army or has the requirement for getting the elephants to show up been lowered for nations who have access to it?

[Krebsig]

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How will the new weather mechanics work with the RNW?
Also, does this mean that we can finally get rid of the attrition cap? _Real_ Russian winter needs more than 5% attrition!

[lolada]

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Really like this weather rework to map - great idea and great job. Anything that makes map more realistic. Elephants also look great.

Why stop here.. give us some nice dynamic weather for both land and sea zones, droughts, fires, storms, combat penalties all welcome. Temporary yearly/over decades trade goods prices fluctuations, unrest waves ; )

[VincentX]

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  Well fear not! I have decided to engage in the most taboo of actions and keep my butt firmly planted by my desk at work this month.

You maniac! [:eek:]

[Krebsig]

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  Really like this weather rework to map - great idea and great job. Anything that makes map more realistic. Elephants also look great.

  Why stop here.. give us some nice dynamic weather for both land and sea zones, droughts, fires, storms, combat penalties all welcome. Temporary yearly/over decades trade goods prices fluctuations, unrest waves ; )

I'd love to have sea terrain and specific weather conditions there.

[DDRJake]

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  Care to post a screenshot of the new New Zealand winter? We're trapped in a hellish dark winterscape down here right now, so it seems appropriate [:p]

[eu4_36.png]

On this day 573 years ago, it's grim south of Waitaha.

  Does that mean that the unit pack is part of the Dharma expansion this time? Just like for immersion packs?

There'll be a content pack releasing alongside Dharma and we'll have more details on it in due time. The standard elephant model is available for everyone who gets Dharma though.

  One question regarding elephants. Whats the unit ratio that is required for the model to show up? I think right now unit type is based on what type of unit has the most men alive in an army?
  Will it be required to have more cavalry units than infantry in an army or has the requirement for getting the elephants to show up been lowered for nations who have access to it?

Nations with "special" units models, in this case elephants, will have a higher weighting for showing that special unit model over others. for a concrete example, in Bengal 2k infantry and 1k cavalry will show elephants, but 3k infantry 1k cavalry will show infantry. I think @Groogy has the exact numbers.

  How will the new weather mechanics work with the RNW?

There will be both Monsoons and Southern Winters in the Random New World

[eu4_37.png]

[Xetfield]

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Yeah, with monsoons, the question about weather events is raised. Will we ever see it at least in the form of negative events, like in Civ IV: BtS?

[master_kong]

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Awesome changes! Weather was a lacking area of the game so any additions/changes are welcome. But how about making sieges stop during heavy rains as well? I've been wanting this for so long, and wanted to bring it after seeing some nice changes about weather. It can be done with some random events i guess. Logic behind this suggestion is obvious i hope.

[Darth.]

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Trucking to Moscow,
Cycling to Berlin,
....Elephant riding to Delhi? [:confused:]
Somewhere, something has gone terribly wrong~

[Dalos]

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Interesting but when will attrition matters more?

Edit: If you can see the danger (winter, monsoon) you should be punished by ignoring it.

[By_Science!]

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Still waiting for the addition of antarctica...[;)]

(just kidding, but this is a very good update- i wonder how much stuff they can pack into eu4 though before it becomes full?)

question: What does the post say about Denmark?

question: Summarize the main topic of the post.

answer: The post is sort of a developer diary from the maker of a video game (title not mentioned) detailing what's new in the latest 1.26 Update: map effects, province modifiers, and Elephants. The first new change to the game is Climate, particularly winter. Prior to the update, the model could model winters, but only in the northern hemisphere. Update 1.26 brings winter to Southern Africa, South American, and even further down under in Australia and New Zealand. The Subcontinent in Dharma will also get updated Weather, which will now feature Monsoons (varies by location) that can either be destructive or fruitful for nations. During the monsoon season, the grounds will become muddier, affecting both movement speed and attrition if players are on the military offensive. Originally an Indian exclusive, the developers decided to expand Monsoons to East Asia, African, and South America. The last addition to the update was the addition of Elephants as cavalry units in Indian and Southeast Asian nations who used the creatures for warfare. The Elephants won't have any gameplay impact.


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LESLIE COUNTY is located in the U.S. state of Kentucky. As of the 2010 census, the population was 11,310.[1] Its county seat is Hyden.[2] Leslie is a prohibition or dry county.

History

Leslie County was founded in 1878. It was named for Preston H. Leslie, Governor of Kentucky (1871-1875).[3]

The Hurricane Creek mine disaster in a Leslie County coal mine in 1970 killed 38 people.[4]

After resigning the presidency, Richard Nixon made his first public appearance at the Leslie County dedication of a recreation facility named for him. County Judge-Executive C. Allen Muncy claimed the Nixon invitation prompted the U.S. Department of Justice to obtain indictments of him and his associates on vote-fraud charges; while on appeal for his conviction, he won renomination in the Republican primary but lost the 1981 general election to independent Kermit Keen.[5]

Geography

According to the U.S. Census Bureau, the county has a total area of , of which is land and (0.9%) is water.[6]

Adjacent counties

-   Perry County (northeast)
-   Harlan County (southeast)
-   Bell County (southwest)
-   Clay County (west)

Demographics

As of the census[7] of 2000, there were 12,401 people, 4,885 households, and 3,668 families residing in the county. The population density was . There were 5,502 housing units at an average density of . The racial makeup of the county was 97.18% White, 0.07% Black or African American, 0.09% Native American, 0.12% Asian, 0.02% Pacific Islander, 0.05% from other races, and 0.50% from two or more races; 0.62% of the population were Hispanic or Latino of any race.

There were 4,885 households, out of which 35.50% had children under the age of 18 living with them, 58.30% were married couples living together, 12.90% had a female householder with no husband present, and 24.90% were non-families. 22.40% of all households were made up of individuals, and 8.70% had someone living alone who was 65 years of age or older. The average household size was 2.52 and the average family size was 2.94.

In the county, the population was spread out, with 24.60% under the age of 18, 9.20% from 18 to 24, 30.90% from 25 to 44, 23.90% from 45 to 64, and 11.50% who were 65 years of age or older. The median age was 36 years. For every 100 females there were 95.10 males. For every 100 females age 18 and over, there were 91.20 males.

The median income for a household in the county was $18,546, and the median income for a family was $22,225. Males had a median income of $28,708 versus $18,080 for females. The per capita income for the county was $10,429. About 30.20% of families and 32.70% of the population were below the poverty line, including 38.80% of those under age 18 and 27.00% of those age 65 or over.

Economy

Coal companies in Leslie County

-   James River Coal Company[8][9]

Infrastructure

Transportation

Public transportation is provided by LKLP Community Action Partnership with demand-response service and scheduled service from Hyden to Hazard.[10]

Communities

-   Asher
-   Bear Branch
-   Big Rock
-   Causey
-   Chappell
-   Cinda
-   Confluence
-   Cutshin
-   Essie
-   Frew
-   Grassy
-   Hare
-   Hell for Certain
-   Helton
-   Hoskinston
-   Hyden (county seat)
-   Kaliopi
-   Middlefork
-   Mozelle
-   Roark
-   Sizerock
-   Smilax
-   Stinnett
-   Thousandsticks
-   Toulouse
-   Warbranch
-   Wendover
-   Wooton
-   Yeaddis

Politics

Leslie County is one of forty-four United States counties to have never voted for a Democratic Presidential candidate since its creation in 1878. In 1892,[11] 1908, and 1916[12] it was the most Republican county in the nation. Leslie's fierce Unionist sympathies, so strong that areas surrounding it contributed more troops to the Union Army relative to population than any other part of the United States,[13] meant that between 1896 and 1928 no Democrat could receive even ten percent of the county's vote,[14] and none received so much as twenty-five percent until Lyndon Johnson flukishly managed over 47 percent in his landslide national triumph against Barry Goldwater in 1964.

Despite Goldwater's relatively poor performance, every Republican candidate since the county's formation has obtained an absolute majority in Leslie County, and only William Howard Taft in the divided 1912 election,[15] George Bush senior in 1992, and Bob Dole in 1996 have otherwise received under seventy percent for the GOP. Both Mitt Romney and Donald Trump received almost ninety percent of the vote in this county, making Leslie the strongest GOP county in Kentucky (see chart below).

  Year                               Republican                                  Democratic                                  Third parties
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  style=“text-align:center;” |2020   style=“text-align:center;” |89.8% _4,321_   style=“text-align:center;” |9.3% _446_      0.9% _43_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2016   style=“text-align:center;” |89.4% _4,015_   style=“text-align:center;” |8.9% _400_      1.7% _77_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2012   style=“text-align:center;” |89.6% _4,439_   style=“text-align:center;” |8.7% _433_      1.6% _81_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2008   style=“text-align:center;” |81.3% _3,574_   style=“text-align:center;” |17.4% _766_     1.3% _57_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2004   style=“text-align:center;” |73.8% _3,661_   style=“text-align:center;” |25.5% _1,266_   0.8% _37_
  style=“text-align:center;” |2000   style=“text-align:center;” |71.2% _3,159_   style=“text-align:center;” |27.3% _1,210_   1.5% _65_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1996   style=“text-align:center;” |56.1% _2,296_   style=“text-align:center;” |35.8% _1,466_   8.0% _328_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1992   style=“text-align:center;” |58.3% _2,879_   style=“text-align:center;” |32.2% _1,591_   9.4% _466_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1988   style=“text-align:center;” |74.4% _3,280_   style=“text-align:center;” |25.1% _1,105_   0.5% _24_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1984   style=“text-align:center;” |75.6% _3,385_   style=“text-align:center;” |24.0% _1,075_   0.3% _15_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1980   style=“text-align:center;” |71.9% _3,536_   style=“text-align:center;” |27.0% _1,327_   1.2% _58_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1976   style=“text-align:center;” |71.5% _3,770_   style=“text-align:center;” |28.0% _1,478_   0.4% _23_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1972   style=“text-align:center;” |77.9% _3,299_   style=“text-align:center;” |21.6% _913_     0.6% _24_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1968   style=“text-align:center;” |71.1% _2,615_   style=“text-align:center;” |22.5% _828_     6.4% _236_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1964   style=“text-align:center;” |52.2% _1,971_   style=“text-align:center;” |47.6% _1,795_   0.2% _8_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1960   style=“text-align:center;” |83.1% _3,894_   style=“text-align:center;” |17.0% _795_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1956   style=“text-align:center;” |87.4% _3,770_   style=“text-align:center;” |12.3% _531_     0.3% _14_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1952   style=“text-align:center;” |81.8% _3,239_   style=“text-align:center;” |17.8% _705_     0.4% _15_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1948   style=“text-align:center;” |73.9% _2,397_   style=“text-align:center;” |24.2% _783_     1.9% _62_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1944   style=“text-align:center;” |84.3% _2,679_   style=“text-align:center;” |15.7% _499_     0.0% _0_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1940   style=“text-align:center;” |84.0% _3,292_   style=“text-align:center;” |16.0% _626_     0.1% _3_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1936   style=“text-align:center;” |81.4% _2,716_   style=“text-align:center;” |18.5% _618_     0.1% _3_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1932   style=“text-align:center;” |83.0% _2,810_   style=“text-align:center;” |16.8% _569_     0.2% _8_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1928   style=“text-align:center;” |94.5% _2,806_   style=“text-align:center;” |5.4% _159_      0.2% _6_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1924   style=“text-align:center;” |88.9% _2,052_   style=“text-align:center;” |9.7% _223_      1.4% _33_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1920   style=“text-align:center;” |94.2% _2,576_   style=“text-align:center;” |5.2% _142_      0.6% _16_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1916   style=“text-align:center;” |91.6% _1,516_   style=“text-align:center;” |8.0% _133_      0.4% _6_
  style=“text-align:center;” |1912   style=“text-align:center;” |53.0% _606_     style=“text-align:center;” |9.2% _105_      37.8% _433_

  : PRESIDENTIAL ELECTION RESULTS[16]

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[4] http://www.kyenc.org/entry/l/LESLI02.html

[5] “The Big Lever,” Appalshop Inc., 1982

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[8] James River Coal Company – Blue Diamond complex

[9] James River Coal Company – Bledsoe complex

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[11] Góelections; Popular Vote at the Presidential Election of 1892

[12] Dave Leip’s U.S. Election Atlas; 1916 Presidential Election Statistics

[13] Marshall, Anne E.; _Creating a Confederate Kentucky: The Lost Cause and Civil War Memory in a Border State_, pp. 114-115

[14] Robinson, Edgar Eugene; _The Presidential Vote 1896-1932_, p. 270

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title: Leslie County, Kentucky

question: What does the article say about schools in Leslie County, Kentucky?

question: What does the article say about the household structure in Leslie County, Kentucky?

answer: As of the census of 2000, there were 12,401 people, 4,885 households, and 3,668 families residing in the county. 35.50% of the households had children under the age of 18 living with them, 58.30% were married couples living together, 12.90% had a female householder with no husband present, and 24.90% were non-families. 22.40% of all households were made up of individuals, and 8.70% had someone living alone who was 65 years of age or older. The average household size was 2.52 and the average family size was 2.94

question: What does the article say about the living standard in Leslie County, Kentucky?

answer: As of the census[7] of 2000, the median income for a household in the county was $18,546, and the median income for a family was $22,225. The per capita income for the county was $10,429. About 30.20% of families and 32.70% of the population were below the poverty line, including 38.80% of those under age 18 and 27.00% of those age 65 or over.

question: What does the article say about elections in Leslie County, Kentucky?

answer: Leslie County is one of forty-four United States counties to have never voted for a Democratic Presidential candidate since its creation in 1878. Every Republican candidate since the county's formation has obtained an absolute majority in Leslie County. Mitt Romney and Donald Trump received almost ninety percent of the vote in this county, making Leslie the strongest GOP county in Kentucky.