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The ISTHMIAN CANAL COMMISSION was a commission created by congress in 1899 “to determine the most feasible and practicable route” in Central America to build a canal.[1] The commission was chaired by John G. Walker, even though he chaired another congressional commission called the Nicaragua Canal Commission, which had not yet issued its final report, which was released in mid-1899 and, true to its name, recommended the locale of Nicaragua for the construction of a canal.[2] This change of focus was a triumph for the lobbyist William Nelson Cromwell, who was hired by French interests wanting to get rid of the assets of the failed enterprise of Ferdinand de Lesseps.[3]

The commission issued its report on 16 November 1901, recommending once again Nicaragua, disregarding Panama because _La Compagnie Nouvelle du Canal de Panama_—the throwaway company under which the French assets were organized—charged over $109 million for everything, which Walker found much too high.[4][5] After some further lobbying by Cromwell and also Philippe Bunau-Varilla, the makeshift company lowered the price to $40 million on 4 January 1902. The Commission hastily reconvened on Theodore Roosevelt's urging to reconsider the question after which Panama was declared the preferred route.[6]

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title: Isthmian Canal Commission of 1899

question: What is the topic of this article?

answer: The article is about the Isthmian Canal Commission created by congress in 1899.

question: Why was the commission created?

answer: The commission was created "to determine the most feasible and practicable route" to build a canal in Central America.

question: What is the controversy surrounding the commission?

answer: John G. Walker was appointed as chair of the commission, but he was already chair of the Nicaraguan Canal Commission which recommended the location of a canal in Nicaragua. After the commission disregarded Panama for a location because of the cost proposed by a failed company, it recommended Nicaragua.

question: Who urged the commission to reconsider Panama?

answer: President Theodore Roosevelt.

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer: The article is about the Isthmian Canal Commission created by congress in 1899. The commission was created "to determine the most feasible and practicable route" to build a canal in Central America.


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“I’m not a bad person.”

I had to keep telling myself this.

“I am NOT a bad person.”

I said this as I fingered the gun in my pocket.

The cafe smelled wonderful. Some kind of African roast? Maybe from Kenya, cut with a few beans from South America to save money.

I sat down, without ordering, and opened my laptop.

Wireshark was already open and an MITM attack primed and ready to go. I hooked into the Wifi and let the computer do all the work.

There were at least 10 people in the coffee shop with laptops. Most looked like students. I watched my screen fill up with their conversations.

“I want to touch you in places that will make you squirm.”

“You’re a bitch and you know it! Fuck off!”

These were remarkably different from what I could hear around me. What people will say once a screen is between them...

I waited patiently. The guy probably wasn't there yet, I was early.

Which, of course, is when I realized my own idiocy. What if he didn’t use Wifi? What if he just used the data plan on his phone?

I grabbed my laptop, almost cracking the screen.

If he doesn’t use it, I can just make him meet “Sarah” somewhere else. Somewhere more secluded maybe. I let go of the screen and took a deep breath.

“Hi Sarah, I’m here.” The words jumped up at me from my IM program.

 I looked around for the culprit as I typed. My computer started spitting out info about this person… He was using a modern smartphone. He had one other conversation on the go, but it was encrypted. Dammit.

“I’ll be there soon, what are you wearing so I know it’s you?” I typed.

“Look for the Blue Jays hat.” I saw him as soon as I read the final word.

My hands started to shake. He was about 3 tables away from me. He was a young man, in his 30s. He had the hat on, paired with blue jeans and a t-shirt from Old Navy.

I touched the gun again.

A message popped up on my laptop:

“Hey dudehole, you find him yet?”

I have no idea why she called me that.

“Yeah, he’s not far.”

“Good, I got back up. It’s not a gun, so it won’t be easy… Please try to make it easy for me.”

I looked around but couldn’t see her. She couldn’t be in the cafe, she stood out no matter where she was.

“Well, you have a good 2 minutes left to back out. As he said, he has never actually touched anyone like that.” She said.

“He will.” I typed back.

“Okay, then do it.” She replied.

I looked around but the man was missing. I looked at my laptop.

“I don’t see you, meet me in the alleyway behind the building.” I held my finger above the enter button.

He had never actually touched a child.

I hit enter.

I waited.

The cursor blinked at me. I told it to shut up.

“k.” The letter showed up.

I closed my laptop and looked around. Still no man in a Blue Jays cap.

It had started raining outside. It cooled off my face as I walked out the door. I walked around the edge of the building

I stopped just before the corner that would take me behind the building.

The rain was loud enough to drown out the city sounds around me. I fiddled with the gun a bit more.

My phone beeped and I took it out.

“Do it.” Was all it said.

I shoved my hand into my pocket and held on to the gun. Holding it in my pocket I rounded the corner. He grinned when I came around.

“Hello.” He said with a smile.

“I’m not Sarah.” I said.

“That’s obvious.” he replied, still smiling.

“You’re a disgusting peaodofile.” I said.

“That’s what I said.” He replied.

“The worst kind of human scum there is. You are a… a waste of human life.”

“Now that’s a bit harsh.” He replied. “I told you I’ve never touched a child, and never plan to.”

My breathing got heavier.

“You can say whatever the fuck you want! You don’t deserve to live!” I pulled out the gun and pointed it at him. His grin disappeared.

“You need to calm down.” he said.

 He put his hands out and backed up. His chest seemed bigger than I remembered from the pictures.

“You have no idea! No idea what you do to those children’s lives!”

“Put the gun down.” He said.

The rain got heavier.

“Do you know what you did to my life?”

“I do.”

“This…” I began. “is because of who you are.” I pulled the trigger.

The sound echoed out into the street.

I looked at the gun in my hand. It had smoke coming out of it. My wrist was in agony, I didn’t expect it to hurt so much.

I looked up and the man was running towards me. He was maybe 10 feet away and closing in.

I fired the gun again and screamed in agony as I heard my wrist snap. I fell to my knees on the ground.

Finally seeing behind me I saw more men running towards me. These men were wearing police uniforms. They were about 100 feet away.

The man I had shot at got to me and I looked up at him. He pulled out a gun and pointed it at me.

“You are under arrest for…” He began but the words were cut short by a gurgle.

She was behind him. Somehow the girl who always stood out had blended in. She’d shoved a knife into his throat.

“Fucking peaodofile!” She said, but then she looked up and saw the police officers running towards us.

 I picked up my gun with my left hand and pointed it towards them. They all stopped and pointed their guns at me.

“Put the gun down!” came from one of the officers.

The man we called a peaodofile was silent. I closed my eyes.

That’s manslaughter at least. But they were there for something else. They were trapping me for something else.

I looked up at the officers.

“I thought he was a…”

“We know. You thought you were doing the right thing. We need you to do the right thing now though, we need you to put the gun down.”

“You’ll arrest me.” I said.

The girl who stabbed him ran towards the police. Her hands in the air. One of the officers shot her and she fell into a puddle.

“Please put the gun down.” The officer said. Their voice cracking.

I listened carefully. Was she still breathing? Was that a moan? She stood out so much more within the now red puddle.

My clothes were soaked through and I shivered. The gun wavered.

“All I ever do, is the right thing.” I said. Finally I started to cry.

The officer took a step towards me.

I pulled the trigger and shot wildly. The police all started running towards me at once. I continued pulling the trigger, screaming in pain with each shot. Had I hit a single person tonight?

When the officers were close enough I closed my eyes. I pointed the gun at my chin.

Before I could pull the trigger I was tackled to the ground.

title: Just Another Scam

question: Are the police trying to catch someone?

answer: Yes, they were trying to catch the narrator.

question: Does the narrator have a real gun?

answer: Yes.

question: Did the narrator go to the cafe with the intent of shooting someone specific?

answer: Yes.

question: How did the narrator meet this person she is trying to lure in the alleyway behind the building?

answer: It might be implied that she met the man on the internet.

question: Why were the police there?

answer: Apparently, they were trying to catch the narrator but for something else.

question: Write a ~5 sentence summary.

answer: The narrator is at a cafe trying to single out a person that she thinks is a pedophile. They lure their victim behind the building and the narrator tries to shoot him but she misses. Her accomplice stabs him from the back. Then she runs towards the policemen that are now coming, they shoot her and ask the narrator to put her gun down. The man she shot was actually a policeman who was there to catch her.


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The sun glares upon the desert sand. The sky is orange, as the night will set in soon.
Across the horizon, I see long legs running. I follow up the shapely legs and see a woman. Although she is running, she remains in the exact same place. How very strange, as I stand still.
I come closer and see her face, red, like the sky, with green eyes and beautiful black hair. Why is she running? I think I'll join her pace.
'Hi, my name is Akasaa, I was sixteen when I died and ever since I run upon this plane during dusk until the sun has completely set. My job is done when night has fallen upon us. And you? What is your name and why do you wonder this plain?'
'My name is of no concern to me, as I come here merely to dream.'

title: Sunset

question: Is the woman Akasaa spoke to also dead?

answer: It is not certain.

question: What does Akasaa think of the woman?

answer: It appears Akasaa admires the woman.

question: Is Akasaa a male or female?

answer: It is not stated.

question: What killed Akasaa?

answer: It is not stated.

question: How is Akasaa able to interact with the woman if he/she is dead?

answer: That information is not known.

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer: Akasaa died at the age of sixteen, but it's uncertain how he/she can interact with other people. It is not certain if the woman Akasaa interacts with is also dead or in a coma.


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[FD Logo] FREE DOMINION was a Canadian conservative internet forum. The site used the phrase “Principled Conservativism” to describe its ideology.

Overview

The lead moderators and former owners of the site were Mark and Connie Fournier. Mark Fournier ran in the 2007 Ontario election for the Freedom Party of Ontario in Kingston and the Islands placing last with 137 votes (0.28%).[1]

On December 31, 2005, Free Dominion made news when one of its frequent contributors, Gordon Stamp, resigned as Peter Goldring's campaign manager as a result of comments Stamp had posted on Free Dominion about being open to Alberta separatism under certain circumstances.[2] Goldring was subsequently quoted saying that Free Dominion is “extreme” in its views.[3][4]

In early 2008, the website was sold to Liberty News Service in Panama, with the Fourniers retaining operational control of the website.

Human rights complaint

In July 2007, a complaint was made against Free Dominion before the Canadian Human Rights Commission for posting material perceived to be discriminatory against Muslims.[5][6] The complaint was subsequently withdrawn.

Defamation suits

Free Dominion and Connie and Mark Fournier have been defendants in a total of four lawsuits for defamation.

Defamation suits by Richard Warman

Among the suits against Free Dominion and the Fourniers were four filed by Richard Warman, a human rights lawyer. Three of the suits were for defamation and an additional unsuccessful suit was for copyright infringement. Of the three defamation suits, two have proceeded towards trial while a third, filed with Warren Kinsella as co-plaintiff, has been inactive.

“John Doe” lawsuit

In 2008, Warman sued the Fourniers and eight John Does for libel. As part of this case, Warman asked the court to order the Fourniers to release information which could assist in the identification of the eight John Does: their email addresses and IP addresses. Justice Kershman ordered them to do so. However on appeal, the Superior Court overturned this decision unless Warman could prove a _prima facie_ case against the John Does before their information was released.[7]

On August 9, 2013, the case finally began with jury selection. After 10 days of testimony, the jury was charged. On October 2, 2013, the jury found that Warman was maliciously defamed by 41 statements made on the website and awarded him $42,000 in damages, plus costs which were later set at $85,000. Superior Court Justice Robert Smith banned the site from republishing “in any form whatsoever,” any of the 41 defamatory statements. Smith wrote in his decision that: “The continued publication of libellous material would cause irreparable harm to the plaintiff’s reputation and prohibited material has already been found to constitute libel.” Smith wrote that as the jury found the defendants made the comments about Warman “maliciously” and refused to apologize, “I find that the plaintiff has met his onus of showing that an injunction should issue to prevent the defendants from publishing in any manner whatsoever any statements found to be defamatory of Mr. Warman in this action as set out in jury Exhibit J”.[8][9] As a result of the permanent injunction the Fourniers decided to close the Free Dominion forum to the public. On December 11, 2015, a panel of 3 justices of the Ontario Court of Appeal upheld the lower court's ruling and awarded Warman an additional $23,000 in costs.[10][11] The site has been offline since the day the appeal decision was issued.

National Post et al

In April 2008, Warman filed an additional libel suit against the Fourniers and Free Dominion as well as the _National Post_ columnist Jonathan Kay as well as the newspaper itself, and bloggers Ezra Levant, Kathy Shaidle and Kate McMillan of the Small Dead Animals blog for repeating allegations that Warman was the author of a 2003 internet post regarding Canadian Senator Anne Cools that used racist and sexist epithets. Warman denied that he was the author of the post. The _National Post_ and Kay apologized, retracted the statement and settled out of court with Warman.[12]

In June 2015, Shaidle, Levant and McMillan all settled with Warman in exchange for paying him undisclosed amounts and the issuing public retractions and apologies in which they admitted there was no evidence that the allegations against Warmn were true, leaving the Fourniers as the sole remaining defendants.[13] The trial is pending.

John Baglow suit

Ottawa writer and former union official John Baglow, who blogs as “Dr. Dawg”, filed suit against the Fourniers and Free Dominion participant Roger Smith over a post in which Smith referred to Baglow as “one of the Taliban’s more vocal supporters.” In a March 2015 ruling, Madam Justice Heidi Polowin found the words to be defamatory and also rejected claims by the Fourniers that they were not publishers and not legally responsible for words posted by others on the Free Dominion forum stating that “To adopt the position of the defendants would leave potential plaintiffs with little ability to correct reputational damage,” however she dismissed the suit ruling that in context of “rough and tumble” debate in the blogosphere the words, while defamatory, could be accepted as “fair comment”.[14] The judge awarded no costs to either side as “both sides were successful and unsuccessful”.[15]

Footnotes

[1] View topic - Mark Fournier Accepts Freedom Party Nomination :: Free Dominion - Principled Conservative - Party and Canadian Politics - Canada Blogs

[2] http://www.cbc.ca/story/canadavotes2006/national/2005/12/31/elxn-goldring051231.html CBC News, December 31, 2005

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[5] http://www.thewhig.com/webapp/sitepages/content.asp?contentid=623395&catname=Local%20news&classif= Source: _The Kingston Whig-Standard_, July 23, 2007

[6] https://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/LAC.20070725.RIGHTS25/TPStory/National Source: _The Globe and Mail_, July 25, 2007.

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title: Free Dominion

question: What was the kind of activity / behavior that usually occurred or was encouraged on the site?

answer: There appears to be frequent anonymous commenting on political matters and at least a portion of which appears to be defamatory or on the extreme right.

question: Why did Free Dominion close?

answer: It is likely the result of several lawsuits in between 2008-15 and the associated cost, especially the defamation lawsuit from Richard Warman.

question: What are the Fourniers' political stance?

answer: Apart from conservatism, they seem to possess some separatist / libertarian leanings

question: What is the reason for Warman suing the Fourniers despite the latter not being directly responsible for writing the defamatory comments?

answer: The Fourniers, as owners of the website, are responsible for publishing the defamatory material and able to correct by removing the comments. It may also be because the original posters are anonymous and difficult to trace and therefore hold accountabe.


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So what we have to do is write a short story about what we do when we get home. We also have to add a lot of "voice" to it. Can you help me out? I'm in the eigth grade by the way, (I wouldn't want to be marked like a 12th grader!) Here it is and please give some constructive criticism!

When I walk through the door I finally feel relaxed. I know I have homework that night but I’ll most likely end up doing it right before bed or early the next morning. Somedays I’m just too tired to do more work so sleep always helps. I know this is a bad habit but if I have enough time to get it done the next day, why not?
	I go to sit down on my couch where my cat sleeps. He’s really fat. I don’t know why he eats so much... Apparently diets don’t work on him.
	I look up and turn on the TV with the remote in my hand. I search through random channels looking for a show to watch. There are many on right now, but finding one isn’t very hard. Hoarders, Degrassi, Supernatural. I guess they all seem good. I click to Supernatural instead though. I heard Jensen Ackles is a really hot actor in the show!

Time passes and 4 pm soon turn into 6 pm. I can’t really keep track of time. It’s one of the things I’m not very good with. Two minutes can feel like two hours to me.
	 I look to the right from where I was sitting and see my fat cat sleeping in the same spot. “When will you lose weight Loki?” I say under my breath while slowly getting up from my seat. By this time around, I feel hungry. I could have a nutri-grain bar and a salad... Or I could have a slice of pizza. So diet or no diet?
	I think we all know what I choose.
	As I grab the slice of pizza from the microwave, I head upstairs to the computer room. I know I have homework but, eh, I’m sure I have enough time to do it later. I sit down in front of the computer and as always, I either go on Facebook, Reddit or Twitter. I never get bored of social media. I always want to keep up to date with the most recent makeup advice. (I swear, I really need that Urban Decay makeup pallete!)

So there I sit for another 3 hours until 9 pm where I finally realise that I have homework (yay). I don’t really want to do it. Wait yes I do because hi Mr. L****** you’re probably going to be reading this.
	I think about my homework for a second. Is it possible I could do it the next morning? “Probably not” I think. Short stories take a while to perfect. I crack my knuckles and turn back around and face the computer... What should I start with?
	“When I get back from school...” No. That’s too plain. Everyone would be doing it. I’m a unique person (at least I hope) and writing the same sentence would be too boring for everyone. I think again for another moment when- AHA! I know exactly what I can write.

	“When I walk through the door I finally feel relaxed.”

title: Have to do a short story for school, can you guys help me out?

question: List the main characters.

answer: The narrator

question: Where does the story take place?

answer: The narrator's house

question: In what time period is the story set?

answer: Around the present, based on the TV shows the narrator lists

question: Why is the narrator writing?

answer: They have a homework assignment to write about what they do when they get home from school

question: Write a ~3 sentence summary.

answer: The narrator enters their home and feels relaxed. They watch TV for two hours and then heat up a slice of pizza in the microwave. They browse social media for three hours, and then get started on their homework assignment.


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When the short _Guardians of the Galaxy_ featurette centering on Vin Diesel's Groot was released last week, I really only had one complaint: why not show us the character saying his famous line? In the comics, Groot is known for being an intelligent alien who only has the capacity to introduce himself, saying, "I am Groot," but the marketing for the film seems to make us want to wait for it. It may be a little while before we actually get to hear the movie version of the line - perhaps in a trailer attached to _Captain America: The Winter Soldier_? - but at the very least director James Gunn is promising that we will be impressed with Diesel's performance.

The director was recently a guest on the Pointless Podcast (via Coming Soon), and when the subject of the conversation turned to _Guardians of the Galaxy_'s talking tree and the _Fast & Furious_' star's performance Gunn first explained that the production had spent a long time searching for a proper voice for Groot, and that when Diesel eventually came to Marvel they realized that he was a good fit. Said the director, "All of the 'I am Groots' that were earlier voices didn't sound very good at all, they sounded like shit. It just didn't really work. Then Vin came in and in one day, laid down all these 'I am Groot' tracks."

Since the actor came aboard, many have joked that the role of Groot wouldn't exactly stretch Diesel's skills at an actor, but according to Gunn the star has worked extremely hard to find the exact mindset of his character and nail down the perfect line readings:

  "He's a perfectionist... He made me explain to him with every 'I am Groot' exactly what he was saying.....Then Vin would sit there and he would do it, and he would do it again and again and again, and his voice is so rich and so beautiful and he really opened up and was this character. It was amazing when we first put that voice in there how much the character changed and how much he influenced the character."

For a quick look at Diesel talking about his performance and the character, you can watch the aforementioned featurette below:

Groot certainly is a very strange character, and I couldn't be more excited to see him realized on the big screen. In addition to his repeated line of dialogue, he is also known for spending a good amount of time with the gun-loving trouble starter Rocket Raccoon (Bradley Cooper), and I can't wait to see their interactions.

_Guardians of the Galaxy_ arrives in theaters on August 1st.

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question: What podcast was the director recently a guest on?

answer: The Pointless Podcast.

question: What was not shown in the Guardians of the Galaxy featurette?

answer: Groot's famous line.

question: What did the director call the actor who played Groot?

answer: A perfectionist..

question: What is the name of the director of Guardians of the Galaxy?

answer: Vin Diesel.

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer: The article discusses the new Guardians of the Galaxy featurette and an interview with its director. It discussed the casting of the character Groot, of particular interest to the author.


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Did you know you are a mere speck of sand on the vast beach of which is the world? A sliver of the smallest piece to the largest pie, one…, one out of 7.3 billion. This is the story of Eddy, which may seem like nothing at the beginning, but as like you, he is another one of those specks that makes up the beautiful beach the water washes up on, another sliver of the smallest piece which completes the largest pie, and another one out of that seven so billion that effect this thing we live on called Earth.

I been scared and battered.
My hopes the wind done scattered.
Snow has friz me,
Sun has baked me,

Looks like between 'em they done
Tried to make me

Stop laughin', stop lovin', stop livin'--
But I don't care!
I'm still here!

On a cold November morning Eddy is woken up by the yells of his parents, “Get Out” he hears as he lays awake in his bed, not sure whats going on, although the sounds of his parents screaming at each other isn't a sound new to his ears, today seems different. Being only four Eddy stays in bed as its scary to have your parents argue and it makes him upset so he lays in bed, scared as to what's going on, staring across the room at his toy chest and toy car carpet, in the hopes that and staring at these toys will be a long enough of a distraction hoping that soon it will stop. A knock on the door followed by more shouts and footsteps up the first floor stairs come moments later, Eddy’s pretends to be asleep as he hears his mother come to the door, the knob twists and she wakes him up. “Daddys leaving” she say’s as she's walking away. Confused as to why and with all the chaos going on, stumbling out of his car bed down out of his bedroom door Eddy sees a policeman with Daddy at the door. “Say goodbye little fella” the officer mutters from the bottom of the steps as he begins to escort his father out the door. Eddy in a state of shock to see his father with tears in his eyes, with a policeman not knowing what's going on, not knowing why daddy was with a policeman, only bad guys are supposed to be with policeman. He hears his father say “I love you son” as he walks out the door with a bag in his hand. Eddy runs down the stairs forgetting about the railing, almost tripping on every single step and rushes outside in his dinosaur pajamas with no shoes and snow on the ground. He see’s the policeman back out first but doesn't see his father anywhere in the car. He turns on the porch to see his father backing out of the snow covered driveway, while the neighbors look out their windows. Eddy clenches his blanket in his hand and escapes the grasp of his mother , and into the snow he ventured, running after his father in the driveway screaming “ Daddy why are you going, daddy don't leave, please daddy i love you im sorry” He stared at his father’s car as he began to head down the street, trying to stretch to gain every millimeter he could out of his kneecaps in order to pear over the city snowbanks while making his way onto the porch again. When Eddy got to the porch it was too late, he was only able to catch the smoke from the muffler of the car, it was as if everything in the world had lined up at that single moment, to make the light green,that was the last Eddy would see of his father for over a year. Confused and in fear, Eddy was grabbed inside by his mother, who unbeknownst to him was telling him the entire duration of the chaos to get inside the house. This was followed by a breakfast of cereal and cartoons as if nothing was wrong, as if nothing had changed, as if it was a normal day.

This is just the first bit i've written any comments/ feedback/ suggestions would be extremely helpful- Mind you this entire piece is un edited etc so far.

title: [RF] Eddy- Non Edit

question: According to the story, why was the policeman taking Eddy's father away, and what was his possible offense?

question: What does the story say about Eddy's mother's disposition regarding why the police came looking for her partner?

question: What does the story say about why Eddy thought only bad guys were supposed to be with police officers?

answer: Eddy was not used to seeing police officers come knocking on their door. However, one of them came calling for his father on this particular morning, and his mother had to call him to inform him his father was leaving. Seeing his father with a police officer frightened and bothered him, and no explanation was given to him by either of the adults in the house as to why the officer was there in the first place to take his father away. He believed that whenever a person is with a police officer, he or she might be a bad person. This notion might be because he may have seen officers arrest people. Furthermore, when Eddy's father bade him goodbye, the reality of his dad leaving him further exasperated him.


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[Central Chambers 2016] CENTRAL CHAMBERS is a heritage listed building located at 61-63 High Street on the corner of Pakenham Street in Fremantle, Western Australia. It was one of many commercial buildings constructed in Fremantle during the gold boom period in the late nineteenth and early twentieth century.

History

Construction of the building commenced in 1906[1] and was completed in 1907. it was extensively restored in 1991.[2] It is a Federation Free Classical style design.[3]

A butcher named William Pearse had a shop on the site dating from the 1850s. This was followed by a two-storey building Georgian style building with she-oak shingled roof, later replaced with corrugated iron and verandahs in the 1870s and then demolished in 1906 to make way for the current building.[4]

Central Chambers was built by the contractor Richard Rennie, who had previously built Owston's Buildings in 1903 and the National Hotel in 1895.[5] It was designed by architect Frederick William Burwell who also designed the Victoria Pavilion, Sail and Anchor Hotel, Fowler's Warehouse, Owston's Buildings and Marmion House.[6] The superintendent of works was W. Sefton. The clients for the building were George and William Silas Pearse, and the building originally contained a range of shops and offices.[7] The building is constructed of brickwork throughout resting on a basecourse of rusticated bluestone.[8] It features a decorative façade on the first floor exterior featuring _Central Chambers_ in stucco. The paired windows feature stucco and pilastered and stucco arches with elaborate decorations above and piers below. The parapet has a balustrade and five highly decorative pediments extending below. The original entrance is still located between the shops and features stained glass leadlight sidelights and French doors between.[9] Originally the entrance hall and vestibule lead to the shops and offices, the staircase being made from polished jarrah. Tiles in different colours have been used for dados, corridors and decorations. The building is embellished in the Italian Renaissance style.[10]

It originally had frontal verandahs which were removed 1952. J & W Bateman, owners of the building in 1957, added a loading ramp to the rear of the building.[11]

A blaze broke out on the second storey in 1954 but was under control in about 20 minutes. During this time it caused damage estimated at well over £2000.[12]

In 2016 the tenants of the building were a fashion store, _Love in Tokyo_, and a beauty treatment centre, _Djurra Spa_.[13]

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title: Central Chambers (Fremantle)

question: What is the purpose of Fremantle Central Chambers?

answer: It's mentioned that the building contained various shops and offices. Its latest mentioned use is as a commercial building.

question: Elaborate on the history of the building's construction and placement.

answer: There was a butcher's shop on the site in the 1850s, which was replaced by a two-story Georgian-style building in the 1870s. The second building was demolished to construct the Central Chambers. It was built by the contractor Richard Rennie, who had previously built Owston's Buildings in 1903 and the National Hotel in 1895.

question: Who is the architect, and what is the building's architectural style?

answer: The building's architecture was Frederick William Burwell. The Central Chambers is a Federation Free Classical style building.

question: Explain the building's outside details.

answer: The building is constructed of brickwork throughout resting on a base course of rusticated bluestone. It features a decorative façade on the first-floor exterior featuring Central Chambers in stucco. The paired windows feature pilastered and stucco arches with elaborate decorations above and piers below. The parapet has a balustrade and five highly decorative pediments extending below. The original entrance is still located between the shops and features stained glass leadlight sidelights and French doors. The building is embellished in the Italian Renaissance style.

question: What is the current use of the building?

answer: It houses the "Love in Tokyo" fashion store and the beauty treatment center "Djurra Spa".

question: Write a ~4 sentence summary.

answer: Central Chambers is a heritage-listed building located at 61-63 High Street on the corner of Pakenham Street in Fremantle, Western Australia. It was one of many commercial buildings constructed in Fremantle during the gold boom period in the late nineteenth and early twentieth century. It's designed in the Federation Free Classical style by architect Frederick William Burwell and constructed by the contractor Richard Rennie. In 2016, the tenants were the fashion store "Love in Tokyo" and beauty treatment center "Djurra Spa".


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Prologue
"Where am I, you pathetic fuck!?" "Sshh now pet." Daniel covered Elizabeth's mouth to keep her quiet. "Now pet I asked you nicely to surrender yourself to me. I always get what I want." Elizabeth's head was swimming with confusion and anger. Why is he doing this? Just two months ago she moved to this new place. Being in an unfamiliar place intimidated her but she told herself she would pull through. It was only for a few short years until her beloved father returned and freed her from this place.  "Now pet I want you to stay quiet, there are people outside these walls." Daniel proceeded to take the cloth out of her mouth. "See I always get what I want." He had a very smug look on his face but she couldn't deny the same feeling she would get every time she looks into those icy eyes of his. Daniel spoke, "Now I've been looking forward to this moment for a very long time. Tonight you are all mine. I don't care what happens tomorrow all that matters is tonight." "You're fucking insane!" Elizabeth yelled. "Now haven't we developed a little potty mouth have we? You've been spending too much time with these people pet. Now I want you to close your eyes." "I don't think so, prick." She was scared that being this bold would have punishment. Maybe she should just surrender herself and let him do what he's planning. He didn't say what exactly he's going to do but she had an idea. All of these men were the same. "Fine." He walked around behind her and opened a metal box. He pulled out a surgical drill. Elizabeth felt her heart skip. He didn't know, did he? Daniel spoke softly, "Now pet this may cause tremendous pain but I need to know for sure before I take you. If I'm gonna spend my life in prison or dead I need to know for sure." She started to panic, "I have no idea what you're talking about! Need to know what?" "I need to know you're one of the beautiful creatures." Her worst fears realized, he knew what she was. And she had an idea what he was about to do. He took a hold of her skull and held her in place. He was surprisingly strong. She could barely move. She spoke, "Wait please Daniel, I could die!" "I know pet but I need to at least see it." He tore of her shirt and her bra. Topless, he then turned on the drill and pierced her chest. It was the most painful thing she ever experienced. As she heard the drill tear through flesh, muscle, and bone she could hear him hum her favorite lullaby. The lullaby he hummed the night before when everything was perfect. All of her senses started to fade except her hearing. Strangely the lullaby made her calmer and feel like everything will be alright. She then heard the drill stop, he stopped humming as well. His voice was excited, "There it is pet! Your beautiful heart. As still as a rock, But so gorgeous." He put the drill down and caressed her face. "I've dreamt about this moment Elizabeth." "Please stop." Her voice was barely audible. He spoke assuringly "It's okay I won't touch it. Your wound is starting to heal anyway. Okay love you can sleep for now as you heal but when you wake you are all mine." He gently laid her on the bloody table and softly hummed her lullaby as she drifted to unconsciousness.

title: Lilith (prologue)

question: Explain everything that happens to Elizabeth.

answer:
Elizabeth is prisoned by Daniel in an unfamiliar place. Daniel reminds her how he always gets what he wants. While anticipating what is coming, Elizabeth wonders if her boldness would bring about punishment.

Daniel uses a surgical drill and drills a hole in her chest to watch Elizabeth's heart. He then leaves her lying in pain and soon, unconscious.

question: Explain Daniel's actions towards Elizabeth.

answer: It may be implied that Daniel is a psychopath. He behaves in the strangest manner with Elizabeth, wanting to watch her heart. He calls Elizabeth his "pet" and reminds her of how he always gets what he wants. Daniel sadistically tells Elizabeth how what he would do to her would hurt but he needs to know if she is a beautiful creature. He then drills a hole in her chest and watches her still heart while Elizabeth begs him to stop.

question: Does Daniel kill Elizabeth?

answer: No, Daniel drills a hole to watch Elizabeth's heart and then lays her to sleep waiting for the wound to heal.

question: Does Elizabeth call for help?

answer: No.

question: Write a ~6 sentence summary.

answer:
Elizabeth is prisoned by Daniel in an unknown place. Her head swimming in anger wondering why he is doing all this. Daniel behaves strangely and reminds her how he always gets what he wants. He calls her his "pet".

Daniel takes out a surgical drill and sadistically warns Elizabeth about how what's coming next would hurt but he had to do it to know if she was a beautiful creature. Daniel drills a hole in Elizabeth's chest and watches her beautiful heart while she cries in pain.


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Mr. Doyle awoke.  Familiar was the scene - his large master bedroom, plenty of sunlight coming in from the outside to freshen up his morning, the cat wanting to be let out, as always.  Upon closer inspection, however, something was different today, and this didn't go unnoticed by Mr. Doyle; a dirty shirt and pair of old jeans lay on the otherwise pristine carpeted floor.  For a split second, he was taken aback, as the past 37 years had conditioned him to expect a spotless room upon his awakening.

    You know how those got there.  Quit playing fucking games.

He stood, and went into the kitchen to brew some coffee.  He hadn't done so himself in years, possibly decades even, he thought - ah, but what does it matter.  This was a new day, a fresh beginning.  Despite being on the verge of 62, Mr. Doyle felt a certain invigoration that hadn't been felt since his teenage years.

     You saw it yourself, Doyle.  With your own eyes.  But are you sure?
Completely.  What sense would it make to not be sure?  That would defeat the entire purpose - NO.  No doubts, no regrets - this was Mr. Doyle's new resolve in life, that he'd sworn to uphold that very night before.  He was a new man, *satisfied* for once with everything around him.

    You're not sure.
He was sure that that coffee was damn good though, he thought.  He walked past his sliding glass to the backyard, his shovel still right where he left it, outside the door.

    You said yourself you were going back.  You didn't.  She's coming.
She's dead, thought Mr. Doyle.  Nothing will change that, he'd already made that decision and come to terms with it.

    Any moment now, Mr. Doyle, she'll be knocking.  And she won't be happy.
No, no - that bitch is gone.  No longer will I let her walk all over me, no more of my money to be taken, no more of what I've done, what I've made, what I've accomplished to be shit upon by some whore -

    Who do you think you are, Mr. Doyle?  Death only stops the undetermined.
That was the REASON, that's the fucking 'motive', she was a god damned parasite, taking everything I ever had, every emotion I'd let out and just demoralizing every ounce of it -

    And you think you can just, what?  Kill her, and it stops?  Minutes now, Mr. Doyle.
NO, she isn't coming, she's right the fuck where I left her last night, I dealt the finishing blow, I watched her take her last sweet breath of air, I took from her what she had been trying to take from me for so many years.  *I win, bitch.*

    No, Mr. Doyle, you lose.  She's here.  And she's angry.
Knocking.  Mr. Doyle was probably losing his mind - but his sense of hearing was intact, and he heard it.  No mistake.  It was *her knock*, the special pattern that Mr. Doyle had grown accustomed to.  His heart dropped, everything went silent.  He listened, and the knock came again.  With haste.

YOU WANT AN EXPLANATION, BITCH?  YOU WON'T GET SHIT. I'M DONE WITH YOU FUCKING WITH MY HEAD, I'M DONE WITH YOU TALKING TO ME LIKE I'M A FUCKING CHILD, I'M DONE PAYING FOR YOUR BULLSHIT, I'M DONE GETTING STEPPED ON LIKE GARBAGE, I'M FUCKING DONE WITH YOU.

Mr. Doyle produced a blade from a holder in the kitchen, and began violently sawing at his neck.

title: Mr. Doyle

question: What does the story end with?

answer: Mr. Doyle committing suicide.

question: Who is Mr. Doyle upset with?

answer: His wife.

question: How old is Mr. Doyle?

answer: 62.

question: What is the twist of the story?

answer: We think Mr. Doyle will kill his wife but then he kills himself.

question: Write a ~1 sentence summary.

answer: This story is about a man who is upset with his wife, so upset that he kills himself.


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She loved me.

Every moment she questioned me, ridiculed me, suspected me, I knew she did it because she adored me.

Her anger was proof of her love. Her screams were testimonies of her faith. I knew she would never leave me like the others. We shared an equality of obsession.

She was no one to anyone, but everyone was someone to her.
Her name was Lila. Those were her letters, in her order, of her alphabet, which was her name. I was her lover.

She met me at her favorite coffeehouse. She had her favorite coffee, a large latte, sitting at her favorite table in the corner.

She talked to me, flirted with me, and eventually, she chose me.

She was cruel, condescending, controlling, and unpredictable; and I wouldn't have wanted her any other way.

title: Lila- C.A.

question: Who is Lila?

answer: A woman who is cruel and ridiculing to the narrator

question: Who is the narrator?

answer: Someone who loves Lila

question: Why does the narrator like Lila?

answer: He considers her cruelty proof of her love

question: What is Lila's favorite coffee?

answer: A large latte

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer: The narrator is in love with a woman named Lila who is cruel, condescending, and ridiculing to him. He considers her constant anger proof of her love for him.


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BORDEN is a stop on the Region of Waterloo's Ion rapid transit system.[1] It is located in the median of Charles Street in Kitchener, at Borden Avenue. It opened in 2019.

South of the station, the line branches; southbound tracks follow Borden Avenue, while northbound tracks continue along Charles to then follow Ottawa Street. Both branches merge again before the next station, Mill.

The station's feature wall consists of ceramic tiles in a pattern of sky blue, pale green, and forest green.

The primary access to the platform is from the crosswalk at Borden Street; secondary accesses at the west end of the platform, crossing either side of Charles Street, are marked as emergency exits only.

Kitchener city council approved a plan seeking to create a “walkable urban village” in the neighborhood. Maximum densities could go from the prior 46 residents and jobs per hectare to 250 residents and jobs per hectare near the Borden Avenue LRT station.[2]

Businesses in the vicinity of the station (as of 2018) include a Tim Hortons coffee shop, a City Cafe Bakery bagel and coffee shop, Grand River Rocks indoor rock climbing gym and Kitchener Kicks Martial Arts Centre. Borden is also the closest station to the Region's largest sporting arena, the Kitchener Memorial Auditorium, located to the northeast.[3]

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title: Borden station

question: Where is Borden?

answer: Borden is located in the median of Charles Street in Kitchener.

question: When was the stop opened?

answer: The stop was opened in 2019.

question: How can you reach the platform?

answer: You can reach the platform through primary access from the crosswalk at Borden Street, secondary accesses are at the west end of the platform, crossing either side of Charles Street.

question: Name a few places close to the station.

answer: A Tim Hortons coffee shop, Grand River Rocks indoor rock climbing gym, City Cafe Bakery bagel and coffee shop, and the Kitchener Memorial Auditorium.

question: Write a ~5 sentence summary.

answer:
Borden is a stop located in the median of Charles Street in Kitchener. The stop was opened in 2019. To the south, the tracks follow Borden Avenue and to the north, they follow Ottawa Street.

The Kitchener city council has approved a plan to create a "walkable urban village" in the neighborhood. As of 2018, the businesses near the station are coffee shops, an indoor rock climbing gym, and the region's largest sports arena, the Kitchener Memorial Auditorium.


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-   [Aleena Garcia]

    When Aleena Garcia was a 7th grader at Waco’s Live Oak Classical School, she got good news: Live Oak was starting a football team. For an avid sports fan and athlete like Garcia, a football team meant opportunity. But she also received some bad news that year: Her parents weren’t going to let her play. Despite her best efforts, she couldn’t sway them.

    Now, eight years later, this Baylor sophomore is doing something few other women in the country have ever done — coaching varsity football. After accepting that she couldn’t play football for Live Oak, Garcia took on a role as manager, a job she continued throughout her high school career. As Live Oak’s football program grew, she grew with it, adding to her responsibilities as she mastered any task the coaches sent her way. That growth led to her becoming an assistant football coach for Live Oak last year.

    “Sports are a very big part of my life,” Garcia says. “I’ve always liked sports, and loved football. I love the ins-and-outs, the strategy. I just wanted to be a part of the football team, and I was able to be there from the beginning of the program. They never made me prove myself differently. It was always just, ‘Aleena’s here doing her job.’”

    Her foremost responsibility is running the scout team offense. She breaks down film each week of the upcoming opponent, then instructs the scout team how they can best play like the opponent to help prepare the defense for what’s ahead. She also keeps stats and oversees equipment, making sure the managers have everything they need. To accomplish all this, she gets up at 5 a.m. every day to be at practice by 6. After practice, she turns her attention to her Baylor classes.

    “Aleena understands what we are trying to do,” Live Oak head football coach Jordan Barker says. “She is solely responsible for charting our opponents’ plays for the scout team. She’s an outstanding, hardworking person who is very loyal. When she finishes her education, she will be able to do anything she wants and be good at it — including coaching football, if she so desires.”

    Like most high school coaches, Garcia’s responsibilities don’t end with football; she’s also an assistant coach for Live Oak’s girls’ basketball, baseball, and track and field teams. She knows she wants coaching to be a big part of her future, and she’s given a lot of thought to what it takes to be successful. She says she hasn’t given as much thought to the significance of her role as a varsity coach. To her, being around the Live Oak football team doesn’t seem so much groundbreaking as it does normal.

    “I never really thought of it as breaking new ground,” Garcia explains. “I’ve always just been around the program. I grew up around it. But I realize that you don’t see this everywhere. Coaching is my passion. I really love it. … I just look forward to getting up in the morning and trying to help the team.”

    Just how well is Garcia preparing her team to be ready for their opponents? The results speak for themselves. Last year, Live Oak reached the state title game, and they’re off to a 7-2 start this year as they strive to win it all — thanks in part to this Baylor student.

    Sic ’em, Coach Garcia!

question: What was the good news for 7th grader, Aleena Garcia?

answer: Her school, Live Oak was starting a football team.

question: Why didn't Garcia join the team?

answer: Her parent's would not allow it.

question: Which role did Garcia end up taking?

answer: A role as manager and eventually as coach for the varsity football team.

question: Summarize all of Garcia's coaching duties.

answer: Coach for the varsity football team, assistant coach for Live Oak's girls' basketball, baseball and track & field teams.

question: Write a ~3 sentence summary.

answer:
As a 7th grader, Aleena Garcia received good and bad news. Her school was starting a football team but her parents weren't going to let her play.
Eight years later, she is coaching varsity football amongst other teams.


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JOHN PATRICK MOONEY (January 22, 1933 – March 29, 2003) was a Canadian politician. He served in the Legislative Assembly of New Brunswick as a Liberal member from the constituency of Saint John South.[1][2]

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title: John Mooney (Canadian politician)

question: Write a ~0 sentence summary.


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My mom tells me I have an affinity for cold weather. I was born on the Winter Solstice, which is the shortest day of the year in the Northern Hemisphere. Being four days before Christmas, I was raised to only expect one gift for the combination of the holiday and the day of my birth. I think this indirectly led me to be a less wanting individual while also making me more humble.

At the ripe old age of seven I was delivered the information that I had flawed DNA. I was diagnosed with a form of Muscular Dystrophy as well as a heart condition called Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy. Me being fresh out of toddler-hood didn't fully appreciate the magnitude of this discovery. I couldn't figure out why this was the emotional equivalent of a brick to the face for my parents. I remember my thinking that holding my breath during the doctor's examination had somehow ruined the results but as my mother assured me, this was not the case.

Somewhere around my eleventh birthday, my brother and I were called to attention by our parents who informed us that they had fallen out of love and were thusly getting a divorce. This was not unexpected by either of us and after inquiring about living arrangements, the matter as settled. Though I am admittedly guilty of using this for sympathy in my teenage years, it's never really caused me genuine sadness. It is as obvious now as it was then that my parents are two very different individuals. This taught me that however much two people want and try to stay together, it is not guaranteed to work.

About thirteen years into my life I committed credit card fraud. I took my mother's Visa and used it to buy ten dollars worth of trading cards, all of this unbeknownst to her. Of course when the package arrived and I was not the one to claim it, my scheme was rather quickly uncovered. I am not proud of this but I am proud of learning the repercussions of stealing early on. I was restricted from using the internet for a year following this incident. Within this year I discovered a love for reading and writing, prose or otherwise.

September, 2006; I was fifteen and three-quarters. The first day of my sophomore year of high school was also the first day I used a wheelchair full-time. I had no difficulty with it whatsoever. All of my peers were helpful and I enjoyed my classes, IT and Drama most of all. I was prepared to be a social outcast but was never treated that way. I was voted most likely to be a stand-up comedian. Unintended but cruel irony nonetheless. I laugh about it to this day.

I moved to Corona with my best friend in July of 2009 after we had graduated high school. Circumstances disallowed him to stay and I needed a room-mate. My father volunteered and here I am three years later. Through struggling with physical therapy and reading all I can, here I am: a man of value but not one of success.

title: I typed this up for OkCupid and liked how it turned out; six paragraphs

question: What hobbies does the narrator have?

answer: The narrator enjoys to read and write. In high school he enjoyed his IT and Drama classes.

question: List some of the narrator's hardships.

answer: The narrator was diagnosed with a form of Muscular Dystrophy and a heart condition called Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy when he was seven.

question: Summarize what happened in September, 2006.

answer: It was both the narrator's first day of his sophomore year of high school and the first day he had to use a wheelchair full-time. Both firsts seemed to go well.

question: Was the narrator popular in high school?

answer: That information isn't directly stated, but he seemed well liked enough to be voted most likely to be a stand-up comedian.

question: Does the narrator like their mom or dad better?

answer: That information isn't stated in the story, but the narrator now lives with their father so it could be assumed that they are close.

question: Write a ~5 sentence summary.

answer: The narrator wrote a small biography of himself for his OkCupid account. The most notable event in his life so far was a diagnosis of a form of Muscular Dystrophy and a heart condition called Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy when he was seven. He describes his parents' divorce when he was eleven, and how he had to use a wheelchair fulltime by his sophomore year in highschool. Despite his disabilities, he found that he wasn't treated like an outcast, and sees himself as a man of value. After graduating high school, he moved to Corona and currently lives with his father due to his need for a roommate.


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The 2016 SAFF Women's Championship will be the fourth edition of the SAFF Women's Championship, the biennial international women's football championship contested by the national teams of the South Asian Football Federation (SAFF). The tournament will take place in India from 26 December 2016 to 4 January 2017, after the country was awarded hosting rights in January 2016.[1] This will be the first time India will have hosted the SAFF Women's Championship.

Only players in these squads were eligible to take part in the tournament.

Group A

Bhutan

Maldives

Nepal

The final 20-player squad was announced on 9 December 2016.[2]

Head coach: Kumar Thapa

Sri Lanka

The final 20-member squad for Sri Lanka was announced on 24 December.[3]

Head coach: M. Jusmin

Group B

Afghanistan

Bangladesh

The final 20-member squad for Bangladesh was announced.[4]

Head coach: Golam Rabbani

_(Captain)_ _(Vice-captain)_

India

The final 20-member squad for India was announced on 22 December.[5]

Head coach: Sajid Dar[6]

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title: 2016 SAFF Women's Championship squads

question: What countries are a part of Group A that will be eligible to take part in the tournament?

answer: Bhutan, Maldives, and Nepal

question: What is special about India hosting the SAFF Women's championship?

answer: This will be the first time India will be hosting the SAFF Women's championship.

question: What is the SAFF Women's Championship?

answer: The SAFF Women's Championship is the biennial international women's football championship contested by the national teams of the South Asian Football Federation.

question: What countries make up the Group B squad in the tournament?

answer: Afghanistan and Bangladesh.

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer: The SAFF Women's Championship is discussed, with India hosting the championship for the first time. A breakdown of the groups/countries competing in the tournament is also provided.


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CHOK is a village in Jesar Taluka of Bhavnagar district, Gujarat, India. It is a former petty Rajput princely state.

History

Historically, Chok was one of many princely states in Gohelwar _prant_, under the colonial authority of the Eastern Kathiawar Agency, including a second village and ruled by Sarvaiya Rajput Chieftains. It was situated in the sab-division of the province known as Und Sarvaiya. It was the head-quarters of an Agency _thana_.[1]

Geography

It situated on the south bank of the river Shatrunji and is about ten miles south-south-west of Palitana.[2]

Immediately opposite to Chok on the opposite side of the river is the Lonch hill, 1426 feet high, called in Jain literature Hastagiri. The Kamlo hill over Boda-no-nes is three miles distant to the south-east. It is called Kadambgiri in the Jain annals and is 1330 feet high and is surmounted by a small temple.[3]

Demographics

The population of which according to census of 1872 was 1163 and according to that of 1881 1264 souls.[4] In 1901, it had population 1,213, yielding a state revenue of 6,800 Rupees (nearly all from land), paying a tribute of 417 Rupees, to the Gaekwar Baroda State and Junagadh State.

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title: Chok, Gujarat

question: What is Chok?

answer: Chok is a village in Jesar Taluka of Bhavnagar district, Gujarat, India. It is a former petty Rajput princely state.

question: Who had authority over Chok when it was a princely state in Gohelwar prant?

answer: The Eastern Kathiawar Agency

question: Where is Chok located?

answer: It is on the south bank of the river Shatrunji and is about ten miles south-south-west of Palitana.

question: How many people lived in Chok in 1901?

answer: It had a population of 1,213.

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer: Chok is a village in Jesar Taluka of Bhavnagar district, Gujarat, India, and former petty Rajput princely state under the colonial authority of the Eastern Kathiawar Agency. Chok is located on the south bank of the river Shatrunji and is about ten miles south-south-west of Palitana.


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Alice Walker speaks in the occupied West Bank city of Ramallah. (Lazar Simeonov / TEDxRamallah)
World-renowned American author Alice Walker has been disinvited from giving a speech at the University of Michigan because a donor objects to her views on Israel, the agent negotiating the contract was told.

Walker, the Pultizer Prize winning author of _The Color Purple_, posted on her blog an excerpt of a letter from the agent informing her that the invitation to keynote the 50th anniversary celebration of the Center for the Education of Women at the University of Michigan had been withdrawn.

The agent wrote:

  I’m saddened to write this because I’m a proponent of free speech and have been brought up to allow everyone to have their say. But I also realize that there are other considerations that institutions are faced with. THIS AFTERNOON I WAS CONTACTED BY THE UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN INSTRUCTING ME TO WITHDRAW THEIR INVITATION DUE TO THE REMOVAL OF FUNDING FROM THE DONORS, BECAUSE OF THEIR INTERPRETATION OF MS. WALKER’S COMMENTS REGARDING ISRAEL. They are not willing to fund this program and the university/Women’s center do not have the resources to finance this on their own. They are deeply regretful but I wanted to let you know immediately either way. I hope you can appreciate the fact that I’m uncomfortable even having to send this email in the first place. Hopefully we can work together again down the road. Thanks for understanding. I wish things had turned out differently.

Calling the withdrawn invitation “Censorship by Purse String,” Walker wrote, “Such behavior, as evidenced by the donors, teaches us our weakness, which should eventually (and soon) show us our strength: women must be in control of our own finances. Not just in the family, but in the schools, work force, and everywhere else. Until we control this part of our lives, our very choices, in any and every area, can be denied us.”

Walker is listed as one of the speakers represented by the American Program Bureau agency.

Alice Walker not “optimum choice”

Gloria D. Thomas, director of the Center for the Education of Women, acknowledged that Walker had been disinvited, but said that the matter was a “misunderstanding.” In an email to The Electronic Intifada, Thomas wrote:

  The [Walker’s] blog was a result of an unfortunate misunderstanding. As director of the Center for the Education of Women (CEW), I decided to withdraw our invitation because I didn’t think Ms. Walker would be our optimum choice for our 50th anniversary.

  Our 50th anniversary funding is assured. All donations, for this and other events, are accepted with no provisos or prohibitions regarding free speech. In fact, in a conversation with one of Ms. Walker’s friends/representatives, I indicated that I would be willing to speak with other units around campus to serve as a possible co-sponsor for a lecture by Ms. Walker in the near future.

Asked if a speaker had been chosen to replace Walker, Thomas wrote, “No contract has been signed yet. This information will be made available on our website once the contract is confirmed.”

Walker: supporter of Palestinian rights

In recent years, Walker has become increasingly outspoken in her support of Palestinian rights, sometimes likening Israel’s abuses to the Jim Crow racist system she grew up with in the southern United States.

Walker has written about her visit to Gaza, and participated in the June 2011 solidarity flotilla that attempted to reach the territory besieged by Israel, which led to her beingdemonized by the Israeli army.

Her position on boycott has also been deliberately distorted by Israeli media.

Walker has campaigned for other artists, most recently Alicia Keys, to respect the Palestinian call for boycott, divestment and sanctions (BDS).

In her letter to Keys, Walker wrote:

  I have written over the years that explain why a cultural boycott of Israel and Israeli institutions (not individuals) is the only option left to artists who cannot bear the unconscionable harm Israel inflicts every day on the people of Palestine, whose major “crime” is that they exist in their own land, land that Israel wants to control as its own.

Could Walker, one of the most celebrated figures in American letters, now be paying the price of refusing to be silent about Palestine?

Source: http://electronicintifada.net/blogs/ali-abunimah/alice-walker-disinvited-university-michigan-over-israel-comments

question: Who is Alice Walker?

answer: Pulitzer Prize winning American author

question: Why was Walker's invitation to speak at the Center for the Education of Women at the University of Michigan withdrawn?

answer: Because a University of Michigan donor objects to her views on Israel.

question: What is Walker's stance on Israel?

answer: Walker defends and supports Palestinian rights.

question: What was Walker's response to the withdrawn invitation?

answer: She explains her stance on why Israel should be culturally boycotted.

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer:
Alice Walker, Pulitzer prize winning American author, is uninvited from giving a speech at the University of Michigan because a donor objects to her views on Israel.
Walker responds, defending her stance and support for Palestinian rights.


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SHARNI LAYTON (born 6 January 1988) is a former Australian netball player, who last played Super Netball for the Collingwood Magpies in 2018. She is a decorated former player in the Australia national netball team, having won two Gold medals at the Netball World Cup and one gold medal at the Commonwealth Games.

In September 2018, after retiring from netball, Layton switched to Australian rules football and was signed by Collingwood's AFL Women's team.

She is engaged to Luke Norder.[1]

Layton's memoir, _No Apologies_, will be published by Affirm Press.[2]

Netball career

Domestic

Born in Mordialloc, Victoria, Layton began her career in 2004 for the Melbourne Kestrels. She then received a scholarship to the Australian Institute of Sport in 2007, and was awarded captaincy in 2009. In 2008, Layton was signed to play for the Melbourne Vixens in the ANZ Championship. She was not signed the following year, but in 2010 Layton transferred to the Adelaide Thunderbirds.[3] In 2010, she was the winner of the ANZ Championship's young player of the year award.[4] She was part of the Thunderbirds winning premiership team that year.[5] The following year she was elevated to the position of vice-captain of the Thunderbirds under Captain Natalie von Bertouch, before becoming co-captain alongside von Bertouch in 2012.[6] Her Thunderbirds career culminated with a stellar defensive performance in the 2013 ANZ Championship Grand Final, which Adelaide won 50–48 over the Queensland Firebirds.[7]

On 29 July 2013, Layton signed with the New South Wales Swifts, where she grew in popularity over the next three seasons and was elevated in the team's leadership group.[8][9]

In 2017, Layton was one of several high-profile signings for the Collingwood Magpies in the new Suncorp Super Netball league.[10] After the conclusion of the 2017 season, which saw the Magpies fall short in a cliffhanger elimination final against the Giants, Layton revealed she would take an indefinite break from the sport due to severe exhaustion.[11] Layton returned to the Magpies in time for the 2018 season.[12]

On 18 July 2018, Layton announced she would retire from all levels of netball at the end of the season.[13] She finished her career having played in more than 140 domestic matches, winning two premierships with the Adelaide Thunderbirds and claiming a player of the year award in 2016.[14]

However, after playing for Collingwood's AFLW and VFLW sides in 2019, in December Layton registered to play netball with Peninsula Waves in 2020 in the Victorian Netball League.[15]

International

Layton was a member of the Australian U21 team from 2006 to 2009 winning gold at the 2009 World Youth Netball Championships in the Cook Islands where she was vice captain of the side.[16] Later that year, Layton was selected to debut for the Australian Netball Diamonds[17] at the World Netball Championships in Singapore, where the team won a gold medal and the Holden Netball Test Series, regaining the No. 1 rank in the world. Following Layton's Grand Final performance she was named in the Australian Netball Diamonds squad to attend a selection camp at the AIS. Following the camp, Layton was named in the team to compete against New Zealand in the Constellation cup and Malawi later in 2013. In 2014 Layton was named in the Australian National Netball Team to compete at the 2014 Commonwealth Games who went on to defeat the New Zealand National Netball Team in the gold medal match. This ended Australia's 12 year Commonwealth Games gold medal drought. Layton did not feature in the 2018 Quad Series or Commonwealth Games teams.[18]

Layton ended her career having earnt 46 national team caps.[19] She is a two-time International Player of the Year winner and she captained the Diamonds in 2017.[20]

National career facts

National representation record

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-   2010–2011, 2013-2014 Australian Diamonds
-   2009 Australian 21/U World Youth Netball Championships gold medal
-   2006-2009 Australian Under 21 Team

Achievements

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-   2017 Aussie diamonds captain
-   2016 Australian ANZ Championship Player of the Year
-   2015 Netball World Cup Winner
-   2015 ANZ Championship Runner Up
-   2014 Commonwealth Games Gold Medal
-   2014 NSW Swifts Leadership Group
-   2012 Adelaide Thunderbirds Co-Captain
-   2011 World Champion with Australian Diamonds
-   Winning the 2011 Holden Test Series to regain World No. 1 ranking with the Australian Diamonds
-   2011 Adelaide Thunderbirds Vice Captain
-   2010, 2013 ANZ Championship Premierships (Adelaide Thunderbirds)
-   2009 World Youth Netball Champion with Australian 21/U Team

Awards

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-   2016 Australian ANZ Championship Player of the Year (NSW swifts)
-   2014 NSW Swifts Players' Player Award
-   2014 NSW Swifts Best Moment Award
-   2010 MARS ANZ Championship Best Young Player Award

Australian rules football career

Shortly after retiring from netball, Layton was signed as a player with the Collingwood Football Club.[27] Layton was part of Collingwood's VFL Women's premiership team in 2019.[28]

Statistics

    _Statistics are correct the end of the 2020 season._[29]

|- style=“background-color: #eaeaea” ! scope=“row” style=“text-align:center” | 2019 |style=“text-align:center;”| | 1 || 6 || 0 || 0 || 8 || 16 || 24 || 5 || 10 || 0.0 || 0.0 || 1.3 || 2.7 || 4.0 || 0.8 || 1.7 |- ! scope=“row” style=“text-align:center” | 2020 |style=“text-align:center;”| | 1 || 7 || 3 || 1 || 27 || 44 || 71 || 17 || 19 || 0.4 || 0.1 || 3.9 || 6.3 || 10.1 || 2.4 || 2.7 |- class=“sortbottom” ! colspan=3| Career ! 13 ! 3 ! 1 ! 35 ! 60 ! 95 ! 22 ! 29 ! 0.2 ! 0.1 ! 2.7 ! 4.6 ! 7.3 ! 1.7 ! 2.2 |}

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title: Sharni Layton

question: What does the text say about Layton's Australian rules football career?

answer: Following her retirement from netball, Layton switched to Australian rules football and was signed by Collingwood's AFL Women's team. She was part of Collingwood's VFL Women's premiership team in 2019.

question: What does the text say about Layton's international netball career?

answer: Layton was a member of the Australian U21 team from 2006 to 2009, and won gold at the 2009 World Youth Netball Championships in the Cook Islands where she was vice captain of the side. Later that year, she was selected to debut for the Australian Netball Diamonds at the World Netball Championships in Singapore, where the team won a gold medal and the Holden Netball Test Series, regaining the number 1 rank in the world. Layton was subsequently named in the team to compete against New Zealand in the Constellation cup and Malawi later in 2013. In 2014, she was named in the Australian National Netball Team to compete at the 2014 Commonwealth Games who went on to defeat the New Zealand National Netball Team in the gold medal match.


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We all know how this ends; there's no need to continue. But if you feel the need to indulge yourself, I can't stop you. I will tell you one thing, though, it won't be a fun ride. This isn't the type of thing you discuss amongst your family around the dining room table. Even though you can feel in the air how much they want to ask you about it - as taboo as the subject is - there's no way they'll cross that line. But there's always that one friend who doesn't understand boundaries and why you shouldn't cross them. That ignorant bastard.

"So, did you kill anybody?"

I can feel my heart sink into my stomach, and with those five words all the memories I've tried so desperately to repress come flowing through my mind.

Images forever burned into my conscience.

How we got into this situation was the same for most of us: we wanted to heroes.  Granted, there is that one guy - down on his luck -  whose up to his knees in debt. They told him all his worries would disappear if he just signed on the dotted line. He needed a way out and couldn't think of any other options. But even then, in the back of his mind, the idea of ending another man's life without consequence, maybe even praise, had to impact his decision in some way. He could have chose a safer job... Anything but Combat Arms. But why fix the damage when you can inflict the damage?  You're a joke if you get a medal for making sure everyone gets paid on time.

In the long run all we really want is recognition.

One-hundred and thirty-eight days in country and not a single thing to write home about. You could feel the hostility in the air. Each and every one of us were growing tired of the monotony. All we wanted was a real reason to clean our weapons. And this is the insanity that the US Military inflicts among its indentured servants. Train a man to kill, give him guns and grenades, throw him into a desert and suddenly he wants to get shot at. We were all normal once-upon-a-time. Eventually everything fades to gray and you can't remember what exactly normal is anymore. At this point every man in Charlie Co. Fire Squad Alpha doesn't realize they've crossed the point of no return.

I couldn't see what I was shooting at, but it didn't matter. The gurgled screams let me know I was hitting something, though, and it felt good. The lesson I learned that day is that Positive Identification isn't always necessary. Before I get ahead of myself, let me explain. Those bastards thought they could run into a Mosque and they would be safe. Well, your Holy Place isn't mine. Your God can't judge me. Out here, life is a gift, and you have to be willing to take that gift away without a second thought about it.

Out here, standing by a road with a shovel can get you killed.

With my adrenaline pumping I guess I didn't notice what time it was... it just slipped my mind. All that matters is the target was eliminated; mission complete. The weight had immediately been lifted off my shoulders. I finally got what I was looking for and I felt vindicated.

After the C4 blast there wasn't much left of the Mosque, and the screams finally subsided. Sifting through the rubble, the pride I felt started to subside, and a sense of nausea overcame me. I stumbled upon what appeared to be a hand - a tiny little hand. I had never seen gore like this. A hand, a foot, an arm, a leg. Things unrecognizable as human. What have I done? These people weren't the enemy. These were human beings like you and I. Men, women, and children reduced to humps of body parts. I can never look at a hamburger the same way again.

"Soldier, you're about to learn a very important lesson today."

This was all too much to take in.

"Why do you think when we find a weapon cache every vehicle gets an RPG stowed in the back?"

Stunned, I didn't want to know.

Sergeant collected 3 RPGs and scattered them in the ruins of what once was a Mosque. stepping back and observing the scene, without a hint of emotion in his face, he took in a deep breath.

"When we get back to the FOB, CID will be there to conduct their investigation, so we'd better get our story straight. I'll tell you this, though, Soldier. Tomorrow you'll be on the cover of Stars & Strips. You're going to be a War Hero."

title: Collateral Damage

question: What ultimately happens during the retelling of the story?

answer: The soldiers destroy a mosque killing many innocent people inside, so they plant RPGs in the rubble for CID to discover during their investigation of the incident to justify their killings.

question: What is the result of the violence the soldiers experience?

answer: They're traumatized, they can't look at a hamburger the same way again because of the minced human flesh they see, for example.

question: What is the result of the training and monotony the soldiers experience?

answer: They crave action, desiring to be shot at. They can't remember normality, they desperately want to kill someone.

question: Do the soldiers get in trouble for taking innocent lives?

answer: Doesn't say

question: Write a ~10 sentence summary.

answer: A soldier home from war is asked if he's killed anybody. The memories seared into his mind come flooding back. He recalls wanting to be a hero, wanting recognition. Then the desire for violence that's imprinted onto their mind by the training and dull monotony of no action. He recalls engaging the enemy. The enemy runs into a mosque believing they'll be safe. But the soldier doesn't recognize the holy place as a haven, he doesn't recognize their god as his own. They blow up the mosque and sift through the rubble. When they realize they killed many innocent lives, they plant RPGs in the rubble for cID to discover during their investigation of the incident justifying their killings. They'll be recognized as a war hero.


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##This is something that I maybe spent 2-3 hours on,(at work messing around) that I would love to continue.  I just would like a little critique, or just to see if anyone likes it. It is nowhere near a complete work, let alone even a partial work. Military members encouraged to chime in.

Disturbed by an explosion, while looking over his units’ Tactical Maps on his operations laptop, 2nd Lieutenant John Fres jumped to his feet.  He grabbed his M416 assault rifle. He pulled his shirt on and checked the magazine to make sure it was fully loaded, grabbing his rucksack before heading out of his tent.  Within seconds of exiting the tent, Fres gauged his surroundings and bound for his closest subordinate, Sergeant Heckinridge. The sun was just beginning to hit its’ peak for the day, and the air around FOB Milo was getting hotter.

“Sergeant, what have you got for me?!” he yelled, as the shrill whistling sound of mortars permeated the air. “Sir, we have indirect fire incoming.” The Sergeant responded

“Get command on the horn and give them our sitrep.” Heckinridge motioned for his RTO, PFC. James Courage, and replied, “Yes, sir!”

As Fres was waiting for Heckinridge, another shell connected with the ground 50 feet from their location.  Being hunkered down in the trench the only danger they were in was that of sand spray from the blast.  Another of Fres’ men, Specialist Carl Nimby, bound over. “Sir, we have reason to believe that this indirect fire is coming from our west.” he informed Lt. Fres. Fres turned to Nimby, “Have we got eyes on, Corporal?”

“No, sir.” he replied, “We have Richter, Perez and myself sighting it out.”

Another pop, another mortar hit, and Fres ducked his head from the sand blast, waving Nimby off, “Go rejoin them and ping Heckinridge when you have a location.”

 Heckinridge turns to Courage, and grabs the receiver, “AA, this is A-1.”

“AA, copy” The tell tale clacking of rifle fire penetrated the air, and bullets whizzed overhead as Heckinridge responded, “Taking indirect fire, how copy?”

“Have a visual?” came the reply. “Negative.” Silence for a moment and then, “A-1, establish visual, send coordinates. AA Out.” The transmission ended with Fres, and Heckinridge awaiting word from their scouts.

Sergeant Richter and PFC. Perez moved along the trenches towards the sound of the mortar fire. The ground was hard and rough, from the hot sun that scorches the desert. As they walked, dust kicked up behind them and covered their fatigues.

title: Could use a critique. [Military]

question: Why does the author encourage military members in particular to provide critique?

answer: Because they would be able to tell them whether their depiction of the military in the story is realistic or not.

question: What time of day does the story take place during?

answer: Probably around noon

question: How would the situation be different if the soldiers didn't have a trench to hide in?

answer: They would be in considerably more danger from the enemy fire.


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Warning: an amateur here. This is my first short story that I'm publishing. My grammar isn't the best and neither is my spelling. Just wanting honest feedback. This is rough, but if I have the potential to get better, please let me know!

Today I was awoken from my dreamless sleep by the cry of my child. This is not unordinary as he is an infant. He cried for a minute, maybe less. As I struggled to gain consciousness from my deep sleep.
The time on the clock flashed 9:48am. Without fail every morning, he will cry. I sludge into his room next door, the ribbon tied to his door knob lay straight. Silent. I turn the knob, just an inch. No more than that to glance a peek. "It's a gift to see your child when they are unaware of you." I say absently to myself.
There he is. Eyes wide with wonder for what is to come of today. Sleepy eyes, yet wide and brown. His head casually turns left in my direction, blinking, then right. He whimpers.
"is he whimpering for breakfast? For more sleep? Possibly he just wants out of his crib to play and investigate all his toys spread across his room?" I ponder.
The floor creaks at where I stand. I step back to hide my face through the small crack in the door. The perfectly round head peaking over his crib and big brown eyes snap in my direction. Its too late. He saw me. A loud whine escapes his small soft lips. A cry for his mama.
"He wants me? Before his breakfast? Before his toys?" My heart floods with love. I make my way slowly toward his crib, smiling. My arms stretched out, I reach for my boy. His arms stretch just as far as they can go to reach mine and his cheeks turn rosy. His eyes no longer seem tired. His lips no longer whimper cries. He smiles.

title: Sunday Morning

question: How old is the child in the story?

answer: He's an infant.

question: What time of day is it?

answer: It is morning, around 10 a.m.

question: What is the baby doing when the mom sees him?

answer: He is looking around and whimpering.

question: What does he do when his mom comes to him?

answer: He smiles at her.

question: Write a ~3 sentence summary.

answer: The text is a short story about a mother being woken by her small baby boy. She goes to him, watches him with love, and reaches for him. He smiles at her.


text: As i sit in contemplation; befuddled as to why she left me, I weep to Hank. Hank the 'All-American' German Shepard, who'se really just an old wise mutt rescued by a great friend. Hank stares at me with eyes that seem to acknowledge every self-doubt I have ever had and cast them aside in a haze of love. I sleep on this couch every night, and Hank is always there for me to howl with. I find courage in the love I have with this noble creature close by. I will forget her.

title: My source of strength.

question: What is the narrator's relation to Hank?

answer: Hank is the narrator's dog.

question: What type of dog is Hank?

answer: Hank is a German Shepard

question: Who is the narrator weeping over?

answer: The narrator is presumably weeping over the break-up with girlfriend.

question: Who is the narrator's source of strength?

answer: His dog, Hank.

question: Write a ~3 sentence summary.

answer: The narrator is suffering from a recent break-up and is finding consolation with his German Shepard dog, Hank. Hank had been rescued by the narrator's good friend. The narrator vows to forget the girl from his relationship.


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The 171ST AVIATION REGIMENT is an aviation regiment of the U.S. Army.

The regiment was constituted 8 June 1995 as the 171st Aviation, a parent regiment under the United States Army Regimental System and allotted to the Army National Guard of Georgia and Florida.[1] It was organized on 1 September 1996, to consist of the 1st Battalion with headquarters at Winder, Georgia.

On 3 March 2001, a Short C-23B+ Sherpa (Shorts 360), _93-1336_, of Det. 1, H Company, 171st Aviation Regiment, Florida Army National Guard, based at Lakeland Linder International Airport, crashed during heavy rainstorms around 1100 hrs. in Unadilla, Georgia. All 21 people on board were killed. The aircraft was en route from Hurlburt Field, Florida to NAS Oceana, Virginia with a Virginia Beach-based USAF RED HORSE engineer detachment on board who had been training at Hurlburt.[2]

Structure

[CH-47F Chinook helicopter, with the 1st Battalion, 171st Aviation Regiment, Hawaii Army National Guard]

-   1st Battalion (General Support) at General Lucius D. Clay National Guard Center, Dobbins Air Reserve Base, GA (GA ARNG)[3]
    -   Headquarters and Headquarters Company
        -   Detachment 1 at Wheeler Army Airfield, HI (HI ARNG)
        -   Detachment 2 at Rochester, NY from the 642d Aviation Support Battalion (NY ARNG)[4]
        -   Detachment 5 at E. J. Garn Aviation Complex - Utah Army National Guard, South Valley Regional Airport, West Jordan, UT (UT ARNG)
    -   Company A (UH-60L) at General Lucius D. Clay National Guard Center (GA ARNG)[5][6]
    -   Company B (UH-60) at Wheeler Army Airfield, HI (HI ARNG)[7]
        -   Iraq 2004-2005
    -   Company C at New Mexico Army National Guard Army Aviation Support Facility #1 (UH-60), Santa Fe Municipal Airport (NM ARNG)[8]
        -   Detachment 1 at Minnesota Army National Guard Army Aviation Support Facility #2, St. Cloud Regional Airport, MN (MN ARNG)[9]
        -   Detachment 2 at E. J. Garn Aviation Complex - Utah Army National Guard, South Valley Regional Airport, West Jordan, UT (UT ARNG)
    -   Company D
        -   Detachment 1 at General Lucius D. Clay National Guard Center (GA ARNG) [10]
        -   Detachment 2 at Rochester, NY from the 642d Aviation Support Battalion (NY ARNG)[11]
    -   Company E
        -   Detachment 1 at Rochester, NY from the 642d Aviation Support Battalion (NY ARNG)[12]
        -   Detachment 2 at General Lucius D. Clay National Guard Center (GA ARNG)[13]
    -   Company F (UH-60)[14]
        -   Detachment 2 (SC ARNG)[15]
    -   Company H (UH-60) Robins Air Force Base, GA (GA ARNG)[16]
        -   Detachment 1 at Florida Army National Guard Army Aviation Support Facility #2, Brooksville-Tampa Bay Regional Airport (FL ARNG)[17]
        -   Detachment 2 at Army Aviation Support Facility, Austin-Bergstrom International Airport (TX ARNG)
        -   Detachment 3 at Boone National Guard Center, Frankfort, KY (KY ARNG)

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title: 171st Aviation Regiment (United States)

question: Summarize the information relating to the accident of the 171st Aviation Regiment in March 2001.

answer: A Short C-23B+ Sherpa of H Company, 171st Aviation Regiment, crashed during heavy rainstorms with 21 people on board. Everyone on board was killed. The aircraft was en route from Hurlburt Field, Florida to NAS Oceana, Virginia. A Virginia Beach USAF Red Horse engineer detachment was on board.

question: Summarize all the information relating to the formation of the 171st Aviation Regiment.

answer: The regiment was constituted in 1995 as the 171st Aviation, a parent regiment under the U.S.A. Army and allotted to the Army National Guard of Georgia and Florida. It was organized in 1996, to consist of the 1st Battalion with headquarters at Winder, Georgia.

question: How many companies does the 171st Aviation Regiment have?

answer: 8 companies.

question: What equipment does the 171st Aviation Regiment have?

answer: Chinook helicopter and Short C-23B+ Sherpa are the only equipment mentioned in the post.

question: In which parts of U.S.A. is the 171st Aviation Regiment based?

answer:
1. General Lucius D. Clay National Guard Center - Georgia
2. Wheeler Army Airfield - Hawaii
3. Rochester - New York
4. Utah Army National Guard - Utah
5. New Mexico Army National Guard Army Aviation Support Facility - New Mexico
6. St. Cloud Regional Airport - Minnesota
7. Robins Air Force Base - Georgia
8. Florida Army National Guard - Florida
9. Austin-Bergstrom International Airport - Texas
10. Boone National Guard Center - Kentucky

question: Write a ~1 sentence summary.

answer: The 171st Aviation Regiment is an aviation regiment of the U.S. Army.


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I’m pretty sure today is Sunday. The light of morning tried desperately to fill my room but was falling short… one of those days where God seemingly stubbed his toe on his desk and yelled, “Fuck it! You all get sleet today!” I laid in bed and tried to piece together what was going on. Somehow I had woken up about 10 years older. Try as I might, the last thing that I remember was being in my twenties raising hell and trying to get laid. I decide to roll out of bed.

Jesus Christ the terrazzo is freezing. I shuffle my way into the kitchen and look for something edible. No cereal. No eggs. No bread. In desperation, I check the freezer. One meager slice of pizza – probably as old as I was. It’ll do, I guess. I vaguely recall buying pizza at some point. Did I have a party or something? As the pizza warms up in the microwave, I start making coffee. 33 years old and I still can’t figure out this fucking thing. I think about hitting the coffee machine until it starts working.

My phone is blinking on the kitchen table. The little blue light is silently screaming at me at regular intervals. Reminds me of Jess. A fuzzy figure begins to take shape in my head. My phone just wanted to tell me that my credit card bill was due. Fuck you phone, you told me that last month.

Jess was a dark-eyed brunette but she always dyed her hair black so she wouldn't look like her mother. I met her at a gas station I think. Or maybe a bank. She was one of those girls that knew a little bit about a lot of things, but not a whole lot about one thing in particular. Maybe that’s why I loved her – she never gave a damn about any one thing too much.

I put on the same pair of jeans I’ve been wearing all weekend. There’s some unidentifiable stain on the left knee but otherwise they appear clean enough. I went to IHOP for breakfast yesterday with Andre. Maybe it’s a jam stain.

I pour back the rest of the lukewarm dirty brown water in my mug and stand at the threshold of my door deciding whether or not to get the paper. I sigh and pull the handle toward me with every ounce of enthusiasm I could muster which turned out to be not that much. Fuck it’s cold outside. Really should have grabbed my shoes. I hop down the driveway and grab the piece of shit and run back inside and swear a lot and close the door. The things I do for the Sunday funnies.

Marmaduke was Jess’s favorite. “It’s funny because he’s a very large dog and he gets into trouble!” she would say. I never got it. In today’s strip, he prevents a little girl from riding her sled down a hill. Oh Marm, you crazy fucking animal, you. On the front cover there’s an article about someone famous who was murdered or something. Lucky bastard.

The gears slowly click into motion and I start to feel like a human again. The weather was a lot nicer that day. It was a warm Tuesday in April the last time I saw her. It’s hard to believe it’s almost been a year. Jess never wanted kids which I guess worked out for the best, but Februaries seems a lot colder living here alone.

 I stare at her picture for a moment and have to resist the urge to cry or yell or do something un-macho. Instead I just burp. My phone vibrates on the table and the little blue light on it once again reminds me that it’s there and it desperately deserves my attention. Andre wants to know if I want to grab dinner at that awful Mexican restaurant over on the North side of town. “Their food always gives me the worst shits”, I text him. Jess absolutely hated the place for precisely that reason. “Of course I’ll go.”

title: A Cold Morning in February [688 Words]

question: Who is Jess?

answer: It might be inferred she was a girl the narrator used to date.

question: What is Marm?

answer: It is a name the narrator uses to call Marmaduke.

question: Who is Andre?

answer: The narrator's friend.

question: How many months ago did the narrator see Jess?

answer: 10 months

question: How is the narrator handling the break-up?

answer: He acts depressed.

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer: The narrator wakes up feeling hungry and depressed. He is recovering from a breakup with a girl named Jess.


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DEROL or DEDOL is a village and former princely state in Gujarat, western India.

History

Derol was a Sixth Class princely state, including a second village in Mahi Kantha. It was ruled by Makwana Kolis of Jhala Dynasty having Thakor title and part of Sabar Kantha Thana.[1][2][3]

It had a combined population of 837 in 1901, yielding a state revenue of 1,823 Rupees (1903–1904, mostly from land), paying tributes of 513 Rupees to the Gaikwar Baroda State and 47 Rupees to Idar State.

Geography and transportation

-   The village's small Derol railway station connects it to Kalol, which lies on the main trunk road State Highway-5. It is connected to Godhra, 27 km to the north, and Halol (13 km) and Vadodara (50 km) to the south.
-   Apart from the highway, it is connected to adjacent villages through a network of country roads. Most of the country roads are paved, single-lane and reasonably maintained. A portion of the route between Kalol and Vadodara is a toll road.

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title: Derol

question: What is Derol?

answer: a village and former princely state

question: Where is Derol located?

answer: in Gujarat, western India.

question: Who ruled Derol?

answer: It was ruled by Makwana Kolis of Jhala Dynasty

question: What is Derol connected by?

answer: It is connected to Godhra, 27 km to the north, and Halol (13 km) and Vadodara (50 km) to the south.

question: Write a ~2 sentence summary.

answer: Derol is a village in Gurajat, western India. Once a Sixth Class princely state ruled by Makwana Kolis of Jhala Dynasty.


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The sun glares upon the desert sand. The sky is orange, as the night will set in soon.
Across the horizon, I see long legs running. I follow up the shapely legs and see a woman. Although she is running, she remains in the exact same place. How very strange, as I stand still.
I come closer and see her face, red, like the sky, with green eyes and beautiful black hair. Why is she running? I think I'll join her pace.
'Hi, my name is Akasaa, I was sixteen when I died and ever since I run upon this plane during dusk until the sun has completely set. My job is done when night has fallen upon us. And you? What is your name and why do you wonder this plain?'
'My name is of no concern to me, as I come here merely to dream.'

title: Sunset

question: Where is the narrator?

answer: Not explicitly stated, but Akasaa references a "plane" as the setting of this passage.

question: Who is the woman that the narrator sees?

answer: The woman is Akasaa, who died when she was 16 and runs on the plane every day until during the dusk until the sun sets.

question: Who is Akasaa?

answer: She died when she was 16 and runs on the plane every day until during the dusk until the sun sets.

question: What is the narrator doing?

answer: While not explicitly stated, it seems as though the narrator is roaming the plane.

question: Write a ~3 sentence summary.

answer: The narrator notices a woman running on the plane. She is Akasaa, who died when she was 16 and has been running on the plane during the dusk until the sun sets every day. The narrator says they are there simply to dream.