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Strange Encounters

"It's weird officer, real weird." Mark Henderson was at the local police station in Alberton, Ontario on 4: 36am August 8th, 1951. Strangely enough, a building he's never seen, in a town he's never been to before, yet familiar.

"All right smooth talker, let's take it from the top once more. I know there's not much to it as you've continued to repeat but let's see if anything else pops out at you and then we will pay for your gas home." Officer Dan Richardson was becoming more and more tired with the story was hearing.

There just can't be anyway. Dan thought becoming more and more enraged within. The moment he walks out of here I'm just going to throw this case out. Hocus pocus my ass, what does he take me for, an idiot?! At best this is the best damn way to get free gas.

"Well like I said before, I had just filled up at half past 10pm, so I could drive out and get to the place that sells tobacco by the pound still..."

Yes, yes we all go out to New Market for cheaper cigarettes, not relevant.

"...and I was driving out to Bakersfield like I said,"
He didn't refer to it as Bakersfield before? The puzzled Officer thought.

"...on the way there I had to swerved out of the way of a truck with these god forsaken bright lights. I guess I was a bit sleepy Officer and woke up in the nick of time but after that I found myself just driving around an unfamiliar road.

I was having awful headaches, for a bit around that time too. Images that started accompanying them are hard to distinguish but almost always included me in a white setting... I don't know it sounds crazy now. Anyways, I pulled over till they subsided and drove straight here in hopes that you could help me figure out where I am so I can get home, but I still can't remember where that was again. Some rest will cure this forgetfulness. I feel like I've been up all night." Mark felt like that was all the information that he could give, he couldn't remember what town he lived in nor his wife or his phone number. He kind of felt a helpless feeling fall over him.

"We'll now that you've told us where you were driving to we can call that regions station and see if there is a match to your name anywhere close to there. It should only take a few hours."

Not long after that another Office came into the room and asked if Officer Dan could speak with him for a moment.
What did the results turn up Frank?

"He wasn't lying when he said things were weird. It turns out that there isn't  even a Bakersfeild anywhere near here. In fact, you have to drive 14 hours north to get to a small town called Bakersfeild." Officer Frank said as he started to debrief.

"...here's where things get truly disturbing. When we searched his name through the local police department Mark has a missing person out because his wife...."

"Wow, his wife sure gets worried quickly. Seems a bit much don't you think he's only been gone for half a day at most. Can't remember his name or town he lives in, probably doesn't remember setting out on a road trip. Likely to get away from her if she's that crazy." Office Dan remarked crudely as if this was all an elaborate funny joke.

"If you'd let me finish, his wife reported him missing August 8th, 1950, sir. This was reported after she spent a full day returning home from a place that was 8 hours away from their town. She reported being in the passenger seat of a driverless car after being at a gas station for an unknown reason. All she could remember before waking up was that there was a blinding white light that she couldn't help but look at. It actually says 'forced' in the report." Frank said growing more and grimmer as he read from the file between his trembling hands.

Officer Dan, started to sit in the closest seat he could find. He couldn't believe that Mark was 14 hours away from home. That would make his whole time scale false. Not to mention the fact that he has been missing for a full year, a full year exactly he would later realize.

He began to think about the crazy aspects of them all, his wife's story at the time; driverless cars, being at a gas station for no reason, it all makes sense now, only after hearing Marks story.

"Sir there is one more thing in the reports." Frank said with a grave look in his eyes.

"What more could it be?"

"The wife had three cuts into her skin going the length of her back; she said that's the first appearance  of them in her life. It was like they were skillfully cut as the doctors said there was no way any doctor could stitch a cut that clean without some kind of pain. She reported none."

"All right Frank thanks for all the intel." Dan has a hard enough time giving gratitude in the first place and was finding it particularly challenging to give it with what he just learned.

The door opens to the interrogation; with it brought an energy that mimetic death. Officer Dan began relaying the frightening news to Mark, which still hasn't sunk in, himself.
"One last thing before we send you on your way home to your wife, if you will Mark. Your wife reported three cuts on her back that she had never seen before that night. Could you remove your shirt and pants please, I just want to know if we should have medical look at you first." Officer Dan asked Mark in the most genuine and sincere way he could.

"No problem Sir, it was starting to itch a bit anyways. It'll be nice to readjust it." Mark said in a cheerful way. For he sees this all as a blessing. Finally, he can see his wife and start the laughing process.

As Office Dan brought his coffee cup down from a big deep, delicious gulp, the liquid left his mouth as fast as it came in. in one fellow motion Office Dan vomited, dropped his cup, and tripped on his own two feet.

With his eyes wide open from shock; he gazed at a man whose skin, from head to toe, was scalped. Only his muscles were visible. Each and every muscle strand picked clean of its protective layer of skin. No blood was seeping through, it was as if there was its own invisible skin that covered him. Which is likely why he hasn't miraculously died.

As Mark turned around to confront a mirror, the last thing to pass through his mind was his beautiful wife; he pictured the way her soft cherry red hair flowed over her shoulders like a creek over an edge. Her rosy cheeks gently glowing in the sun. It was comforting to his mind to have such a lovely mental image cross it because once his  eyes focused on the mirror, his hideously deformed body sent his body into a trauma that it couldn't handle and  at  10:29PM August 8th Mark Henderson collapsed dead.

As for Dan Richardson, well he wishes that the story ended there.

title: [SF] Strange Encounters

question: Summarize the source of tension in the story.

answer: At the beginning of the story, a man named Mark shows up at the police station with nobody having any idea of where he came from or why he is there. He seems disoriented, but appears to hold on to his identity, at least at the beginning. As he tells his story, it's revealed that he stated getting lost three years earlier. It appears his wife was in the car with him at that time, as she reported a similar scenario, however, she was missing for a year.

critique: The answer is incorrect. Mark was missing for a year, not three years.

critique: It is omitted that when Officer Dan questions the man to remove his shirt and reveals that he is missing his skin. (And metal rods are instead what supports his muscles.)

critique: The response inaccurately mentions that Mark's wife was missing for three years, however it was only a year.

critique: The answer is incorrect. Mark's wife was not in the car with him three years ago. She was in the car with him the night he disappeared.

critique: This is incorrect. The woman was missing for a year and the story happened in 1951, not three years earlier.

critique: The story does not state that Mark stated getting lost three years earlier.

critique: The story does not state that Mark got lost three years earlier.

critique: The response inaccurately mentions that Mark stated getting lost three years earlier, however he was missing for a year.

text: It is incorrect that Mark himself states getting lost three years ago.


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Prologue: In the year 1997 the United States started making plans to create a way to fight wars with less casualties and better results. The New Age Warfare Project’s goal was to give a single human the power to take down armies. In the year 2012 the US was successful in creating the first human weapon, named Aaron. He had powerful telekinetic abilities and could quickly regenerate from most injuries. The US showed their weapon to the world and caused an uproar. Other countries were terrified of this new weapon and soon started to make their own human weapons. This changed war forever. More and more countries had their own human weapons. All with unique powers. People loved this. The human weapons were cherished as big celebrities in their countries. Human weapons meant no more thousand man armies dying in vain. There had not been any conflict between countries since the invention of human weapons. Everything seemed right. But the human race did not know that they had caused their own demise. Soon the process of making human weapons became cheaper and easier. It was illegal to make yourself or anyone a human weapon but as with most laws people found ways around it. One wealthy man named Alex Trouse turned his son David into a human weapon to serve as his bodyguard. Alex soon lost control of his son as he grew older. He eventually founded a gang called the Super Humans. David and 4 other escaped human weapons terrorized cities and soon began a problem for the US. Other countries saw this and agreed that there should be a stricter hold on the materials needed to make a human weapon. However, not all countries agreed to this idea. Conflict soon arose between countries plunging the world into the third World War in 2017.

Wake up. Train. Eat. Study. Sleep. This was Drake Anderson’s daily routine for 12 years. He hated his boring life. The scientists that watched over him kept telling him that it was all for the greater good but Drake wasn’t buying any of it. He didn’t care if he was meant to be a human weapon. All he wanted was to be free of all of this. He was given to the New Age Warfare Project before he could even crawl. He didn’t know anything else. But through the books he read and his limited internet access, he knew his life wasn’t normal. Mainly because he wasn’t normal. Drake had the power to manipulate electricity at will. He was also able to regenerate and was skilled in many forms of martial arts. The scientist told him that it was important that he could kill other human weapons when the time came. Drake didn’t want to kill anybody. He yearned for life outside of the facility he was trapped in. He knew that escape was the only route to happiness. Since Drake was pretty well behaved, he was not heavily monitored like the other subjects. He had even been told by one of his observers that one subject had guns pointed at him at all times. Drake often wondered if he could win a fight with one of the more dangerous subjects. He knew that if he tried to escape one of the senior subjects would be sent to bring him back. But he didn’t care. Drake knew his one chance to escape was during training.
“Nice kick Drake! You’re faster than i’ve ever seen you!” chimed Randy, his combat instructor.
“Thanks. It seems the more electricity I have the faster I can move.” Drake replied.
“As is expected.” Randy started jotting down some notes.
Drake knew it was the perfect moment to get away. He drained the security cameras on the walls and shot a blast of the purple lightning he had seen so many times before. The blast hit Randy, knocking him into a wall.
“What the hell are you doing?” gasped Randy reaching for his alarm trigger.
Drake had to make as little of a scene as he could. He quickly landed a roundhouse kick on Randy’s temple knocking him out. He then grabbed Randy’s keycard and ran out of the room.
Alarms blaired as Drake realized the men watching the security cameras would assume the worst. Drake cursed under his breath and shot a powerful blast of lightning through the ceiling. He knew it was best to escape through the roof. Suddenly all Drake felt was searing hot pain in traveling across his back. He howled in pain as adrenaline pumped through his veins.
“Just get in this cage and maybe I won't burn you to ashes.” said an older boy holding a dog crate in one hand and what seemed to be a ball of fire in the other.
Drake could feel electricity spread to his back as his burn began to heal.
“Thank god for regeneration.” Drake thought.
He then shot a quick bolt of lightning into the boys chest knocking him down.
“So it’s like that huh? The hard way?” said the boy as he struggled to get up.
“Just let me go. Why do you care if I escape?” Drake said.
“Cuz’ I’ll get one hell of a reward for bringing in a deserter. And that lightning stuff hurts!”
Drake ran with his amazing speed and hit the boy in the throat with an electrified kick. He had been trapped here too long to go easy on this strange boy. As the boy fell he sent a barrage of fireballs at Drake’s head spreading smoke everywhere. He rolled to the left and drained a nearby power outlet.
“Damn. My kick won't stun him for long. This guy’s not playing around.” Drake thought.
Then movement in the corner of Drake’s eye caught his attention. A different boy came out of nowhere and ran to his side.
“Please take me with you! I can fight too! I can help!” the panicked boy yelled.
“Calm down and help me get this guy. What can you do?” Drake asked as the smoke began to clear.
“Watch this.” The boy touched a metal leg of a chair and focused. Soon his arm was the same material.
“Woah.” Drake said amazed.
“That’s not all.” The boys arm morphed and became a blade. He jumped at the strange boy and slashed at his leg.
The boy screamed in pain as crimson blood stained the white tile floor.
“Run!” Drake screamed as they saw more people running their way.
The boys jumped through the hole Drake had made earlier and ran into the woods.
Thanks for reading my first short story. Planning to turn this into a series. Constructive criticism is appreciated.

title: [AA] Human Weapon

question: What does the story say about special abilities?

answer: The abilities of the human weapons range from telekinetic powers to being able to manipulate electricity. The human weapons also have regeneration and martial arts skills.

critique: The answer should mention the abilities of Drake.

critique: The answer should mention the abilities of the human weapons' enemies.

critique: The answer should mention that the abilities are not limited to the human weapons.

critique: It's omitted that the human weapons are celebrities in their own countries.

critique: The answer should mention that the human weapons are feared and celebrated.

critique: Not states that the powers of the human weapons gives the human weapons.

critique: Drake has the ability to manipulate electricity at will and regenerate.


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Marukh
Race
Imga[nb\ 1]
Gender
Male
Died
1st Era
THE PROPHET MARUKH (sometimes spelled MARUHK; also called MARUKH THE SEER,[1] the PROPHET-MOST-SIMIAN, and MONKEY PROPHET MARUHK[2] ) was a First Era prophet who rose to prominence during the Camoran Dynasty and became especially esteemed among the inhabitants of Alessian Cyrodiil. Marukh's teachings sparked the massive cultural and spiritual movement known as the Alessian Order, a theocracy that transformed the Empire and the continent. He also wrote the Alessian Doctrines, which provided the basis of law during the Order's rule of the Alessian Empire.[3][4] Marukh is credited with the credo "all are guilty until they have proven themselves innocent", which went on to become the basis for the Tamrielic legal system.[5]

Marukh's teachings both brought identity to Cyrodiil, codifying the pantheon most civilized Tamriellians worship to this day, and brought conflict due to the more severe strictures he espoused. His teachings began to question the validity of Elven rule after speaking to the "Enlightened One", Saint Alessia, in a vision. These sentiments led to an increasingly abstract and unknowable depiction of a Single God.[6] They heavily influenced the Alessian Order and their secret sect, the Marukhati Selective. The priesthood of Marukh saw no difference between spiritual and political matters. This was the religion of the Alessian Empire, and it taught that to resist the Emperor was to resist the Gods.[7]

As Marukh's teachings began to spread, hostility grew between Camoran Dynasty and the Empire. One of Marukh's chief supporters, the Nordic High King, Borgas, traveled to Cyrodiil to urge a joint war against the Bosmer, but fell victim of Valenwood's infamous Wild Hunt. This ultimately led to the eventual dissolution of the Alessian Reform of Marukh in Valenwood.[8].

Notes[edit]

-   The Bretons of the Iliac Bay celebrate Marukh's Day on the 9th of Second Seed. It is a solemn holiday, as befits the equally solemn prophet.[9]
-   -   "Maruhk's Abyss" is the name of a little-known realm.[11]

See Also[edit]

-   _CLEANSING OF THE FANE_ — Fragmented script from a member of the Alessian Order
-   _GLARTHIR'S NOTES_
-   _THE LAST KING OF THE AYLEIDS_ by Herminia Cinna — Chronicles the downfall of the Ayleid Empire in the First Era
-   _ON OBLIVION_ by Morian Zenas — A guide to Oblivion and the Daedra
-   _VINDICATION FOR THE DRAGON BREAK_ by Fervidius Tharn, Arch-Prelate of the Maruhkati Selective — A Marukhati edict instructing the expungement of the Aldmeri aspects from Auriel

References[edit]

1.

    ^ Sacred Inkwell of Marukh the Seer
2.

    ^ _The Library of Dusk: Rare Books_
3.

    ^ _The Final Lesson_ — Aegrothius Goth
4.

    ^ _A_ _B_ _The Illusion of Death_
5.

    ^ _Legal Basics_ — Anchivius, M.Z.F.
6.

    ^ _Pocket Guide to the Empire, 1st Edition: Cyrodiil_ — Imperial Geographical Society, 2E 864
7.

    ^ _Rislav The Righteous_ — Sinjin
8.

    ^ _Pocket Guide to the Empire, 3rd Edition: The Wilds Remain: Valenwood_ — Imperial Geographical Society, 3E 432
9.

    ^ _Holidays of the Iliac Bay_ — Theth-i
10.

    ^ _Proper-Life: Three Chants_
11.

    ^ _The Doors of Oblivion_ — Seif-ij Hidja

NOTE: the following references are not from official sources. They are included to provide a rounder background to this article, but may not reflect established lore.

1.

    ^ Michael Kirkbride's Posts at The Imperial Library

question: What does this passage tell us about the beliefs of the Alessian Order?

answer: The Alessian Order was founded on Marukh's teachings, which called for strict rules on worship and led to conflict with other faiths. The Order insisted that resisting the Emperor was resisting the Gods, and prohibited contact with the Elven race. The Order also preached strict rules on spirituality.

critique: The answer does not mention that the Order was a theocracy.

text: It is omitted that Marukh is credited with the credo "all are guilty until they have proven themselves innocent", which went on to become the basis for the Tamrielic legal system.

category: coverage

question: What does this passage suggest about the political or religious situation prior to Marukh?

answer: It is implied that the Empire was already in existence and that the Alessian Empire was a theocracy. The Empire was already in conflict with the Camoran Dynasty. The Nordic High King, Borgas, was one of Marukh's chief supporters.

critique: The response is missing the part about the conflict between the Empire and the Camoran Dynasty.

critique: The response includes extraneous information not useful for the task.

critique: It is not implied that the Empire was already in existence and that the Alessian Empire was a theocracy. The Empire was already in conflict with the Camoran Dynasty. The Nordic High King, Borgas, was one of Marukh's chief supporters.

critique: The response does not answer the question.

critique: The response could be more specific about what the Empire and Dynasty's relationship was.

critique: It is not clear whether the Empire was already in existence before Marukh.

text: It is implied that the Empire was not a theocracy prior to Marukh.

question: What does the passage tell us about Marukh's powers and skills?

answer: Marukh is described as a prophet and a seer. He is also known as the Prophet-Most-Simian and the Monkey Prophet Marukh. His teachings were so influential that they sparked the massive cultural and spiritual movement known as the Alessian Order, which transformed the Empire and the continent. He also wrote the Alessian Doctrines, which provided the basis of law during the Order's rule of the Alessian Empire. Marukh is credited with the credo "all are guilty until they have proven themselves innocent", which went on to become the basis for the Tamrielic legal system.

critique: The response includes extraneous information not useful for the task.

question: What fictional work / universe are these characters / details derived from?

answer: The Elder Scrolls


text:
 Charles stumbles up the stairs mumbling complaints about his bad leg, the broken elevator and his good for nothing landlord who had procrastinated in fixing it. The leg that had carried him up the stairs solo now throbbed with agony of strain. Standing on the last platform before his floor he sweat and began hopping and tossing his body up each step. At last he reaches the flat floor and dramatically throws his hands in the air and rejoices for the flat ground he could now swagger upon. Charles opens the door to find a pair of shoes he hadn’t seen in a while. “At least she had the dignity to let me know she is here” he thought. He flipped the main room’s light on and immediately noticed one of the bulbs was out, “Just one more thing” he said aloud to nobody.
 Charles turned to find both the mother of his child and his sweet innocent Chloe sitting in a chair placed in the center of the room. It was unfair she had brought her now, at this time of night. Sharon was dressed in red and the dim light sketched her eyes with red. “The Devil in flesh” he thought. Even though he smelled of sweat and alcohol Chloe approached and hugged her father. He hated himself at that moment, for not being a better father; for not doing more with his life, his time, for not being sober. She looked up at him smiling and stood hugging his waist. They stood like that for a moment, “How was your day” he wanted to say. But his moment was lost when Sharon stood and approached the little girl. Gently yet sternly she said “Daddy and I are going to have to talk now ok? Why don’t you go try to sleep?” Chloe turned and said “Night daddy.” And ran to the part of his home he dedicated to her privacy.
Once she was out of earshot the apparently tender and loving mother turned into the biblical creature she reminded him of. With malice in her voice she said “What’s wrong with you? You haven’t said a word outside of the shout you gave outside and the mumble you made when you came in.” “Whaz it got to do with me and you?”  He said, not completely understanding why he had said it.  His eyes swam over her mocking smile and suddenly she had her hand out and was speaking. He realized she was demanding money and something about the car.
He sobered up pretty fast at that moment and said “That’s mine thank you, there’s a few things you can’t get your greedy hands on that’s mine, and my daughter and my car are completely beyond you.” Her face reddened matching her choice of clothing and suddenly she was ablaze full of anger and hate. “It’s our daughter actually!”, she screamed he had been blown away by how loud she suddenly got. “and she is more mine than yours simply because I birthed her you snotty, drunken, imbecile.” She raised her hand and smacked him square in the face making it more of a palm punch and less of a smack. In a flash of drunken stupor and adrenaline he threw his arm up and caught her in chin. She flailed her arms and screamed loudly as she stumbled over the chair, luckily the floor caught her.
He heard a sad sound that made his heart drop, he heard crying. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t even trying to..” he was cut off as she turned and said to him with dry eyes “Look what you’ve done now you idiot”. He turned and let his heart break. She stood huddled against the frame of the door crying and frightened, of him.

title: The Loser

question: Summarize Charles's views on his landlord.

answer: Charles is critical of his landlord and views him as good for nothing because Charles feels that the landlord has failed to fix the elevator. Charles feels that the landlord has also failed to fix his bad leg and the stairs. He is also critical of the landlord for not fixing the light bulb.

critique: The second sentence is unnecessary and should be removed.


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ANNE WHITE (born September 28, 1961) is an American former professional tennis player from Charleston, West Virginia. She is most famous for wearing a white body suit at Wimbledon in 1985.[1][2]

Early life

White attended John Adams Junior High School.[3] She then graduated from George Washington High School in Charleston, West Virginia, and went on to become a two-time All-American tennis player at the University of Southern California.[4]

Family background

Anne's father, Pete White, played basketball for Clendenin High School.[5]

1985 Wimbledon Championships

White, who was playing fifth seed Pam Shriver in the first round at Wimbledon in 1985 on an outer court, warmed up in a tracksuit. When she took the tracksuit off to start play, she revealed that she was wearing a white, one-piece, lycra body suit, which attracted a lot of attention from the crowd and the photographers. With the match tied at one set all, play was stopped for the day because of bad light, and the tournament referee, Alan Mills, told her to wear more appropriate clothing the next day. She did so, and lost the third set, but the incident was widely reported.[6][7][8] She was later quoted as saying, “I had no idea it would be so controversial.”[9]

Results

White won her only singles title at Phoenix, Arizona, on March 9, 1987, beating the top seeded Dianne Balestrat in the final. She reached the semifinals of the women's doubles in the 1984 U.S. Open and in 1985 in the French Open.

Career earnings and prize money

White claims that her career earnings are more than a million dollars (possibly including endorsements and other monies).[10] According to official WTA records, her career prize money is $411,022 ranking her at 605th all time as of 8/1/2016.[11]

Career finals

Singles (1 title, 1 runner up)

  Outcome     No.   Date           Tournament                                 Surface   Opponent           Score
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  Runner-up   1.    17 June 1984   Edgbaston Cup, United Kingdom              Grass     Pam Shriver        6–7, 3–6
  Winner      2.    9 March 1987   Virginia Slims of Arizona, United States   Hard      Dianne Balestrat   6–2, 6–1

Grand Slam singles tournament timeline

  Tournament        1980    1981    1982    1983    1984    1985    1986    1987    Career SR
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  Australian Open   A       2R      1R      2R      1R      A       NH      A       0 / 4
  French Open       A       3R      3R      3R      4R      3R      1R      A       0 / 6
  Wimbledon         A       1R      3R      2R      1R      1R      1R      2R      0 / 7
  U.S. Open         2R      2R      2R      4R      3R      3R      1R      1R      0 / 8
  SR                0 / 1   0 / 4   0 / 4   0 / 4   0 / 4   0 / 3   0 / 3   0 / 2   0 / 25

NH = tournament not held.

A = did not participate in the tournament.

SR = the ratio of the number of Grand Slam singles tournaments won to the number of those tournaments played.

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[11] http://www.wtatennis.com/SEWTATour-Archive/Rankings_Stats/All_Career_Prize_Money.pdf

title: Anne White

question: What sport did Anne White play?

answer: She is most famous for playing tennis.

critique: It would have been more accurate to say she became famous for playing tennis.

critique: 'She is most famous for playing tennis.' - this is incorrect because Anne White is a tennis player, not a tennis player.

critique: It is omitted that she was a professional tennis player.

critique: "She is most famous for playing tennis." - is incorrect. She is most famous for wearing a white body suit at Wimbledon in 1985.

critique: "She is most famous for playing tennis." - is inaccurate because the passage does not say she is most famous for playing tennis. The passage only mentions that she was famous for wearing a white body suit at Wimbledon in 1985.

critique: Should add that she was a professional player.

critique: Doesn't mention her other accomplishments.

critique: "She is most famous for wearing a white body suit at Wimbledon in 1985." is evidence of her tennis career. Rewrite the first sentence.

critique: The answer should mention that she was a professional tennis player.

critique: "She is most famous for playing tennis." - is not relevant to the question.

critique: "She is most famous for playing tennis." - not very specific.

critique: The answer should mention that she was a tennis player.

critique: "She is most famous for playing tennis." - needs more detail.

question: What happened at the Wimbledon championship in 1985?

answer: Anne appeared in a white one-piece lycra body suit before the start of the game and was told to wear something more appropriate.

critique: The answer misses to mention that the referee halted the match because of bad light and the game was replayed the next day.

critique: It is not clear in the text whether "is told" is happened in the past tense or the model made that assumption based on the text.

critique: The answer should mention that she lost the third set.

critique: The answer should mention that she lost the match.

critique: Grammar and clarity - the answer should be written in simple words. It is not clear who was "taken aback" or why the comment about it being "controversial" was made.

critique: The answer does not mention the outcome of the match.

critique: The answer omits the controversy that ensued.

critique: The answer should mention the controversy.

critique: The answer could mention that she lost the game that day.

critique: The answer should mention that she lost the match after wearing something more appropriate.

critique: Sarah's response gave nothing away about Anne White's game record.

critique: "White, who was playing fifth seed Pam Shriver in the first round at Wimbledon in 1985 on an outer court, warmed up in a tracksuit. When she took the tracksuit off to start play, she revealed that she was wearing a white, one-piece, lycra body suit, which attracted a lot of attention from the crowd and the photographers. With the match tied at one set all, play was stopped for the day because of bad light, and the tournament referee, Alan Mills, told her to wear more appropriate clothing the next day. She did so, and lost the third set, but the incident was widely reported." - add the rest of the story to the response.

critique: This is a description of the incident, not the event itself

critique: The answer should mention that she lost the third set after play resumed.

critique: One implication of the answer is that she appeared in the white one-piece lycra body suit at the Wimbledon Championship of that year. Rewrite the answer to reflect the game she was playing at Wimbledon.


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The ROYAL NORWEGIAN MINISTRY OF LABOUR AND SOCIAL AFFAIRS () is a Norwegian ministry established in 1916. It is responsible for the labour market, the working environment, pensions, welfare, social security, integration, immigration, asylum, minorities and the Sami.[1] Since 24 January 2020 the department has been led by Torbjørn Røe Isaksen (Conservative Party).

Name history

-   1 September 1885–22 February 1946: Norwegian Ministry of Labour
-   20 December 1948–31 December 1989: _Norwegian Ministry of Local Government and Labour_ (see Ministry of Local Government and Regional Development)
-   1 January 1998–1 October 2004: _Norwegian Ministry of Labour and Government Administration_ (see Ministry of Government Administration, Reform and Church Affairs)
-   1 January 2006–31 December 2009: _Norwegian Ministry of Labour and Social Inclusion_
-   1 January 2010–: NORWEGIAN MINISTRY OF LABOUR

Subsidiaries

Agencies

-   International Centre for Reindeer Husbandry, or _Internasjonalt fag- og formidlingssenter for reindrift_ (official site) Research.
-   Labour Court of Norway, or _Arbeidsretten_ (official site) Court that takes under consideration disputes about validity, interpretation and existence of collective agreements, questions regarding breach of collective agreements, questions regarding breach of the peace obligation, and claims for damages resulting from such breaches.
-   Directorate of Integration and Diversity, or _Integrerings- og mangfoldhetsdirektoratet_ (official site) Authority concerning integration of foreigners.
-   National Centre for Documentation on Disability, or _Nasjonal dokumentasjonssenter for personer med nedsatt funksjonsevne_ (official site) Research.
-   National Institute of Occupational Health, or _Statens arbeidsmiljøinstitutt_ (official site) Research.
-   Norwegian Directorate for Health and Social Affairs, or _Sosial- og helsedirektoratet_ (official site) Competence centre for the management of healthcare and social affairs.
-   Norwegian Directorate of Immigration, or _Utlendingsdirektoratet_ (official site) Immigration permits and authority.
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-   Norwegian Labour Inspection Authority, or _Arbeidstilsynet_ (official site) Authority aimed at occupational health and safety.
-   Norwegian Pension Insurance for Seamen, or _Pensjonstrygden for sjømenn_ (official site) Administrates the seamen's pension.
-   Petroleum Safety Authority Norway, or _Petroleumstilsynet_ (official site) Insures occupational safety and health in the petroleum industry.
-   Resource Centre for the Rights of Indigenous Peoples, or _Kompetansesenter for urfolks rettigheter_ (official site) Research.
-   Resource Centre for Nature and Reindeer Husbandry Services, or _Ressurssenter for natur og reindriftstjenester_ Research.
-   Riksmeklingsmannen (official site) Negotiates wage and traffic disputues between employer and labour unions.
-   Sámediggi, or _Sametinget_ (official site) Sami parliament.

Standing Committees and Boards

-   Tariffnemnda, the Collective Bargaining Board

Limited companies

-   Rehabil (official site) Rehabilitation workplace.

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title: Ministry of Labour (Norway)

question: What does the text say about the Royal Norwegian Ministry of Labour's responsibilities?

answer: It's responsible for the labour market, the working environment, pensions, welfare, social security, integration, immigration, asylum, minorities, and the Sami.

critique: The answer states the Ministry is responsible for "integration" and "immigration" but the article lists "integration" and "immigration" separately in the list so they can't really be combined.

critique: The answer should mention the department's responsibilities.

critique: It's omitted that the ministry is responsible for the working environment, pensions, welfare, social security, integration, immigration, asylum, minorities, and the Sami.

critique: The question does not ask about their responsibilities, but about the people who answer for them.

critique: The answer should mention the ministry's subsidiary agencies.

critique: The answer should mention the ministry's subsidiaries.

critique: The answer should mention the labor courts and other agencies that the ministry manages.

critique: The answer should mention the department's responsibility for the working environment.

critique: Doesn't mention the topic of working environment.

critique: Minority groups isn't part of the list of discussions the ministry has.

critique: It is omitted that the department is responsible for the working environment, pensions, welfare, social security, integration, immigration, asylum, minorities, and the Sami.

critique: The text also says that the department is also responsible for "the working environment, pensions, welfare, social security, integration, immigration, asylum, minorities and the Sami." This information should be added to the response as well.


text:
[The tomb of Louis XII of France and Anne of Brittany at the Basilique Saint-Denis, mostly by Jean Juste and his nephew Juste de Juste, who was responsible especially for the _Virtues_ at the corners. Completed 1531.]

JUSTE or GIUSTI is the name conventionally applied to a family of Italian sculptors.

Their real name was Betti, originally from the area of San Martino a Mensola, a church in Florence. GIUSTO BETTI, whose name was afterwards given to the whole family, and Andrea are the first two known to us. Neither seems to have gone out of Italy. But Andrea had three sons - Antonio or ANTOINE JUSTE (1479-1519), Andrew (born about 1483), and John or JEAN JUSTE, the best known of the house (1485-1549) - all of whom early emigrated to France and figured prominently during the Renaissance. With Francesco Laurana they stand as the most brilliant representatives and the most active emissaries of Italian art beyond the Alps. Juste de Juste (ca. 1505-ca. 1559), son of Antonio and pupil of Jean, has been widely accepted as the author of some well-known etchings of naked or écorché (flayed) male figures signed with a complicated monogram. He also worked as a stuccoist of the School of Fontainebleau under Rosso Fiorentino.[1]

As early as 1504 the three brothers were in Brittany, at Dol, executing the monument of Bishop Thomas James. Later, they separated. Antoine worked for the Cardinal d'Amboise in the castle of Gaillon; while Jean, attracted to Tours, spent a few years in the atelier of Michel Colombe, famous as the sculptor of the “Entombment” in the Abbey of Solesmes. Colombe was the last representative of the Dijon School, founded by Claus Sluter under the first dukes of Burgundy. At his school Jean Juste became imbued with the realism of Flanders, slightly softened and tempered with French delicacy. Through this combination of qualities, he created for himself a style whose charm consisted in its flexibility and complexity. At the death of Michel Colombe (1512) the Justes worked again in concert and inherited his fame. Francis I of France commissioned them to execute the mausoleum of Louis XII at St-Denis, and this occupied almost fifteen years (1516–31). But Antoine's share in this work was slight, as he died in 1519. The honour of this work belongs entirely to his brother Jean.

The original conception seems to have been Perréal's, and yet it was not wholly his. The iconography of tombs was extremely rich in France in the fifteenth century. Its main theme consists of a _gisant_ or recumbent effigy of the deceased, laid upon a funeral couch surmounting the sarcophagus, upon the sides of which a procession of mourners is represented. The most celebrated example of this style is the monument of Philip the Bold by Claus Sluter, at Champmol, Dijon (1405–10), of which there have been several variants, down to the monument of Philippe Pot (1480) in the Louvre. The tomb of Louis XII inaugurated a new tradition, or rather a colossal development of the subject. The hero is represented kneeling on a catafalque beneath which the _gisant_ appears as a naked, emaciated corpse, “such as death has made it for us”.

Jean Juste also executed the tombs of Philippe de Montmorency and of Artus Gouffier in the church of Oiron (Deux-Sèvres), that of Jean Rieux, at Ancenis, of Thomas Bohier, at St-Saturnin, Tours, and of the Abbé Louis de Crévent at the Trinité, Vendôme. He had one son, John the second, with his cousin Juste de Juste the last sculptor of the family, who died in 1577, and of whom some works are to be seen in the churches of Oiron and Champeaux.

Notes

[1] British Museum Juste de Juste. Dates from the Getty Union Artist Name List, [http://www.getty.edu/vow/ULANFullDisplay?find=Juste&role=&nation=&prev_page=1&subjectid=500099815 who have him] as “Just de Juste” and variants, but not “Juste de Juste”. The British Museum have his dates as 1505-1549. See also Fuhring, Peter, in Karen Jacobson, ed (often wrongly cat. as Georg Baselitz), _The French Renaissance in Prints_, 1994, pp. 282-286; Grunwald Center, UCLA, . There are on line images from Spamula - click on details to see whole image.

title: Juste family

question: Summarize everything related to Italy.

answer: The article says that the sculpture "Juste" family originated in Italy. There are three known members of that family of sculptors - Giusto Betti, Andrea, and Andrea's three sons Antonio (Antoine), Andreas (Andrew), and John Jean. They all emigrated to France in their life, where they became well-known and prominent members of the Renaissance.

critique: The Juste family's original name was Betti.

critique: The answer omits the Juste family's Italian heritage.

critique: Antoine, Andrew and John are the "Andrea's sons".

critique: The answer omits the names of the Juste brothers' parents.

critique: The answer should mention that the Juste family was originally from Florence.

critique: The answer should mention that the Juste family's real name was Betti.

critique: The answer should mention the Juste family's Italian heritage.

question: Summarize everything relating to religion.

answer: The Justes family are Italian sculptors. Their real name is Betti and they are from the area of San Martino a Mensola, a church in Florence. The three Juste brothers, Andrea, Antonio or Antoine, and John or Jean all early emigrated to France and were figuratively prominent during the Renaissance. Antonio or Antoine, who married a lady referred to as his cousin, has son John the second, John whom believed in their family profession.

critique: The last sentence is not relevant to the question.

critique: The answer does not mention the Justes' work in the 15th century.

critique: The Justes are not Italian sculptors. They are Italian artists.

critique: The Juste family is not from a church in Florence.

text: The response should contain information about all of the Churches in France where the brothers worked and the tombs they built rather than information about their family life

refinement: The Justes family are Italian sculptors. Their real name is Betti and they are from the area of San Martino a Mensola, a church in Florence. The three Juste brothers, Andrea, Antonio or Antoine, and John or Jean all early emigrated to France and were figuratively prominent during the Renaissance. Antonio or Antoine, who married a lady referred to as his cousin, has son John the second, John whom believed in their family profession.

question: What does this article say about the defining features of the Renaissance art style?

answer: No answer

critique: The article does not explicitly state what the defining features of the Renaissance art style are.

critique: The text doesn't contain detail about what makes Renaissance artistic styles different from, for example, earlier Medieval styles, so this answer is difficult to accept.

critique: The article does not answer the question.

question: Summarize everything related to offspring.

answer: Andrea has three sons - Antonio (Antoine), Andrew, and John (Jean). Jean Juste had one son by his cousin - John the second.

critique: The answer fails to mention that Juste de Juste was the son of Antonio.

critique: Antoine, Andrew, and Jean are Andrea's sons.

critique: Jean Juste's son is not named John the second.

critique: John the second was Jean Juste's uncle, not son. Jean Juste may have had more than one son, but his only surviving son after John the second is John the third.

critique: The answer omits that Juste de Juste is the son of Antonio.

critique: The answer omits the names of Andrea's sons.


text:
Floral Patterns

The young man handed a ten dollar bill across the counter, exchanging it for the freshly wrapped flowers the lady gave him.
A lovely bouquet, she said. He smiled, thanked her, and walked out of the market pavilion, exiting onto the downtown side street.

The late afternoon was bright and hot and the dewy flowers glistened optimistically. He headed down the street clutching the bouquet, passing market patrons and other sidewalkers, holding the flowers tightly to avoid them being jostled.

He passed through a crowd gathered at a bus stop, avoiding eye contact where possible. Two shirtless, rudely tattooed men sat reclined against a convenience store looking at him.

Faggot, one muttered, hoping his buddy thought he was overheard, hoping he was not overheard.

Probably.

The young man proceeded down the busy city thoroughfare, passing restaurant patios where glasses clinked and couples laughed. A group of ladies in large sunglasses and large necklaces drinking cocktails ogled him quietly as we walked by. He heard them titter and coo and knew their looks followed him. He would be the subject of their conversation for a few minutes.

He paused at a corner, putting the flowers into the crook of his arm to light a cigarette. A large, Greek-lettered man asked approaching him from across the street.

Yo man, could I bum a dart off you bro? he asked while groping his pocket for a lighter.

Sure.

Thanks bro. Cool flowers dude.

Thanks.

Take ‘er easy man, and he walked off back across the street, leaving the young man to light his own cigarette.

He took a few drags before starting down the street again. It was very warm, and sweat pooled on his back. He decided to cut down a shaded alley and get off the main street. His shoes sounded on the chipped asphalt as he stepped off the sidewalk over a torn garbage bag and into the cool, fetid air of the alley. Old brick rose on both sides and the flaked paint of some decayed mural remained visible beneath the city grime.

The alley exited onto a nearly vacant parking lot, and he crossed the hot pavement towards the street. He flipped his half-smoked cigarette back into the alley to join its numerous kin. The moisture had long since evaporated from the flowers he gripped, and their original lustre had faded.

The street was less busy than the one he had just left and he was thankful. The only person visible was a homeless man sitting on a spread of cardboard sipping from a worn paper cup. The young man considered crossing the street to avoid contact but decided it would be too obvious.

Spare some change?

Sorry, he answered looking away as he walked passed quickly.
I’ll take those flowers instead.

Ha, he stated and didn’t break his pace.

The street exited onto another main road and he took a right onto it, joining the herds of people swarming along the sidewalk and the traffic oozing between intersections. Buskers played on either side, and between the noise of engines and tires and voices, acoustic music was audible there, percussion there, and a wailing street person there.

His mouth was dry and his feet swam in his shoes. There was a Starbucks just ahead and he decided to stop for an ice water.
The line was long, almost to the door, but it was densely air conditioned inside and it cut through the sweaty grit that covered him. He stood as the line slowly progressed forward, the haggard baristas pouring ices and syrups into taxed blenders. He got to the front of the line and ordered his water. The cashier smiled with relief for the brief respite.

Those are beautiful flowers, who’s the lucky g—person? she asked, but he was already moving to the pickup table and her question was ground out in the sound of masticating ice.

He grabbed his water and moved through the crowded café towards the exit. A girl in a short sundress was coming through and he held the door for her with his elbow, hands clutching flowers and water.

Thanks, she said looking up at him, smiling.

You’re welcome, he said, returning her smile.

They paused for a moment, her looking at the flowers in his hand. Her smile dropped and she stepped passed him without another word. The young man exited out of the cool air into the city street.
The sidewalks were filling with nine to fivers finished the grind, inappropriately dressed for the sunny heat. They shoved passed him on both sides headed towards parking lots and bus stops, desperate to get home. He sipped his water and moved slowly upstream against the city.

Despite his best efforts the flowers were getting jostled. A small yellow carnation was crushed down and in, the cellophane folding over it. He stopped at a garbage and discarded his cup and ice, pausing to readjust the crumpled flower, unfolding the plastic from over it.

He crossed the street to cut across the park. Large trees shaded couples sprawled on benches, eating, laughing. He watched as they held hands and touched each other. Teenagers sitting too close, kissing too hard, listening to music too loud. They watched videos on their phones and they sat in each other’s laps. He walked across the grass watching them frankly. No one watched him.

The grass ended and concrete began. His destination was just up the street and he could see the squat grey building sprawled before him. He was a bit later than intended. He wanted another cigarette but didn’t want to smell like smoke.

He got to the parking lot and stopped. Cars were pulling out and he stopped to let them pass. The drivers looked at him. He climbed the steps to the front of the building and stopped. The large doors and a small garbage can with cigarette butts littered around it stood before him. He stood.

Fuck.

He took the decaying bouquet and shoved it into the ashy garbage.

Fuck.

Gripping the door handle he pulled hard and entered the building.

title: Floral Patterns

question: What does the story say about the interaction between the young man and the girl in a short sundress?

answer: The young man holds the door for the girl in a short sundress. She smiles at him and thanks him. They pause for a moment, and the girl looks at the flowers in his hand. Her smile drops and she walks past him without another word.

critique: The response is missing the part where the girl smiles at the flowers.

critique: The answer omits that the girl smiles when the young man holds the door for her.

critique: The response is missing the part where the girl walks past him without another word.

critique: The answer omits that the girl smiles at him when he holds the door for her.

critique: The answer should mention that the girl is the narrator's crush.

critique: The response should include that the girl is the narrator's crush.

text: The response fails to mention the part where the man also smiles at the girl.

question: What does the story say about the young man's interaction with the Greek-lettered man?

answer: The Greek-lettered man asks the young man for a cigarette. The young man gives him one and the Greek-lettered man thanks him.

critique: It's omitted that the Greek-lettered man doesn't ask for a cigarette but says "cool flowers dude" to the young man.

critique: The answer omits the young man's reaction to the Greek-lettered man's comment on the flowers.

critique: The answer should mention that the Greek-lettered man compliments the young man on his flowers.

critique: The answer should mention that the Greek-lettered man compliments the flowers.

critique: The answer omits the young man's reaction to the Greek-lettered man.

critique: The answer could include what happened before and after the exchange that occurred.

critique: The answer should mention that the Greek-lettered man compliments the young man's flowers.

critique: The answer omits that the Greek-lettered man compliments the young man's flowers.

question: What does the story say about what the young man did upon arriving at his destination?

answer: He had no more smokes, so he couldn't smoke. With the flowers, he had no more use for them, so he shoved them into the bin.

critique: The answer should mention that he went inside the building.

critique: While technically true, with the entrance of the garbage can, he kicked it.

text: "He had no more smokes, so he couldn't smoke." - this is inaccurate. The man wanted to smoke, but decided against it because he didn't want to smell like smoke.

category: accuracy

question: What does the story say about the identity of the person who was supposed to receive the flowers?

answer: No answer

critique: The answer should mention that the identity of the person is not revealed.

critique: The answer should mention that the identity of the person is not mentioned.


text:
The ceiling is wide and white. Music and conditioned air issue from the holes made for their escape. Below, all them people eat. Fatty, not-so-fat, their kids, they all have dirty fingers. A guy can't wipe the smell of meat from his nose.
No napkins, goddamn it the napkin dispenser's empty. Impossible!
Dead molecules don't just go away. Leonard's shirt, and skin stink of grease. There's a good layer of the stuff beneath the bill of his cap. Tall, lanky Leonard needs special gloves that won't irritate his skin condition. He scoops sopping meat from the grill and slides it into paper lined containers that fit in a warmer. Other people in similar caps pile cheese on the beef.
"Extra buffalo sauce," the drive thru customer says.
"It should be in the bag." says a menstrual teenager.
A guy in a damaged red truck drives off leaving a trail of noxious fumes in his wake.
Leonard takes the bend out of his back and stands straight. He peers out from behind the grill. And he sees, dear reader, Spiral, the unconquerable wind, smash through the glass doors of the Burger King. Leonard's dark eyes fix on the massive mystical warrior.
Spiral, Leonard's hitherto-imaginary friend, is screaming, is twirling with reasonless rage. He produces hurricane force with his vibrating limbs. Chairs  fly and the people that were sitting in them are blown out of the windows. Kids get caught up in a gust, and the ball pit explodes. the walls shudder, the ceiling breaks wide. Everything flies, almost everything.
Only Leonard stands bravely as his hat is taken by the wind. He can't bring himself to hide. He has to bare witness to the amazing Spiral. Wood splinters and tiles peel from the floor. Leonard's heart leaps. He feels fear and terror and he loves it.
Then Spiral slows, stops, breathes deep and allows himself to be seen clearly. The super being is gold and sapphire, helmeted, and dangerously muscled. His eyes and teeth are glacier blue and godly bright. He locks eyes with Leonard, and his mouth moves to speak.
"Leonard Malkin, come with me. You are needed elsewhere beyond the stars in what you call the Krab Nebula. The Fedorian people are locked in a civil war, and only you can help them. Surely, our prophets can not be wrong. You are the savior of our starflung world."
Leonard clocks out leaving the Burger King in one healthy piece. He rides his second hand bicycle to his midtown studio apartment. There he prepares a mostly vegetarian meal. Carrots, green beans, and hermit bread, there's no need to turn the burner on the stove.
No surprise, Liz forgot to pick up the almond milk. Mother fucker! No... No, on second thought that's okay. He was lucky a girl like Liz could love a queer like him anyway. She could forget the almond milk if she wanted.
He lays down and watches kung fu television until one o'clock in the morning.
Suddenly it's six AM. Leonard's alarm plays an awkward beach theme that rouses him immediately. The slumbering Liz rolls over caught in the throws of a burgeoning hangover. Leonard skips his morning shower, but manages to wash his hands with shampoo. Now its time to pull the dull razor across his face. there, that's passable. He could work like this. He could come home and take a nap if he needed. If worse came to worse, and he was really unhappy, Leonard knew he could always kill himself and get it all over with.

title: Maybe Thursday

question: Summarize the source of tension in the story.

answer: No answer

critique: There is a source of tension in the story.

question: Summarize the arc of tension in the story.

answer: The story begins with Leonard working at Burger King. He is covered in grease and smells of meat. He is approached by Spiral, who is a being of great power. Spiral tells Leonard that he is needed to save the Fedorian people from a civil war. Leonard clocks out and rides his bicycle home. He is greeted by Liz, his girlfriend, who is hungover. Leonard is not bothered by this and goes to sleep.

critique: The story does not end with Leonard going to sleep.

critique: Leonard does not clock out and ride his bicycle home. He clocks out and rides his bicycle to his studio apartment.

critique: The answer should mention that the story ends with Leonard waking up and getting ready for work.

critique: The story doesn't end with the sun coming up. The tension actually culminates with Leonard deciding whether or not to follow Spiral's request.

critique: The answer does not mention that Leonard is not bothered by Liz's hangover because he is gay and she is a tolerant person.

critique: The answer omits the tension of Leonard's day.

critique: The response misses to mention that Leonard is not bothered by Liz's hangover and goes to sleep.

critique: The answer omits that Leonard is not bothered by Liz's hangover because he is gay and she loves him anyway.

text: It should be mentioned that the narrator seems unhappy with his job and Spiral is just a product of the narrator's imagination.

question: Summarize Leonard's feelings at the beginning of his day.

answer: At the start of his day, Leonard feels that this day may not be any better than his last day at all. Leonard is irritated that Liz has forgotten to pick up almond milk so that he does not have to shower, shave, and/or wash his hands with shampoo before he can leave. Leonard is even more irritated that he thinks to contemplate suicide because of how angry he is.

critique: The answer is incorrect. Leonard is not irritated that Liz has forgotten to pick up almond milk.

critique: The answer should mention that Leonard is content with his life.

critique: "At the start of his day, Leonard feels that this day may not be any better than his last day at all. Leonard is irritated that Liz has forgotten to pick up almond milk so that he does not have to shower, shave, and/or wash his hands with shampoo before he can leave. Leonard is even more irritated that he thinks to contemplate suicide because of how angry he is." - this has little relevance and is irrelevant to the question because he's settling into his mundane day and is at peace with himself and his life. He knows he doesn't need to shower because he's finally comfortable with it. He's doesn't think about killing himself in the morning.

critique: The answer is irrelevant and nonsensical.

critique: The answer fails to mention that Leonard is not sure if he is going to be happy at all.

critique: The first sentence is not relevant to the question.

critique: The answer is incorrect. Leonard is not irritated that Liz has forgotten to pick up almond milk. He is also not irritated that he thinks to contemplate suicide because of how angry he is.

text: Only the first sentence seems to make sense.

category: coherence

question: Summarize some of Leonard's life goals.

answer: Heated discussions at work, or really any semblance of distress, does not seem to rattle Leonard. He knows he could always kill himself and get it all over with.

critique: The response is not related to the question.

critique: No 'heated discussions at work' and Leonard's job is irrelevant


text:
HOLY TRINITY CHURCH (formerly ST MICHAEL'S CHURCH), is in the village of Bolton-le-Sands, Lancashire, England. It is an active Anglican parish church in the deanery of Tunstall, the archdeaconry of Lancaster, and the diocese of Blackburn. Its benefice is united with that of St Mark, Nether Kellett.[1] The church is recorded in the National Heritage List for England as a designated Grade II* listed building.[2]

History

A church has been on the site since before 1094.[3] The oldest parts of the present church are the tower and the north arcade, which date from the late 15th century. The nave was built in 1813.[4] In 1847 the Lancaster architectural practice of Sharpe and Paley rebuilt the chancel,[5][6] and in 1851 added a pulpit and a reading desk.[7] The church was restored in 1863–64 by E. G. Paley (by this time Sharpe had retired from the practice).[8] In 1881 the practice, now Paley and Austin, carried out further alterations, which included widening the north aisle, adding a vestry, a porch, a pulpit, and a font, lowering the floor, removing the gallery, opening the tower arch, replacing windows, reseating the church to accommodate 450 people, and retiling and refitting the chancel.[9]

Architecture

Exterior

The church is constructed in rubble with slate roofs. The tower is in ashlar sandstone, and the south wall of the nave is pebbledashed. Its plan consists of a nave, a north aisle, a south porch, a chancel and a west tower. The tower is in three stages. In the bottom stage is a west door and a three-light window.[10] This window is flanked by niches with pinnacles.[11] The bell openings also have three lights. The tower is supported by diagonal buttresses, and on its summit is a battlemented parapet.[12] At its southwest is a projection for stairs.[13] The windows in the south nave wall contain Perpendicular tracery.[14] The chancel is in Early English style.[15]

Interior

The arcade is in five bays running between the nave and chancel, and the north aisle.[16] It is supported by octagonal piers, other than the second pier from the east, which is rectangular.[17] The nave has a hammerbeam roof, and the chancel roof is scissor-braced.[18] Between the chancel and the aisle is a sandstone memorial to the memory of a man who died in 1642 with the inscription “It is supposed that he lived above 100 yeares”.[19][20] Elsewhere there are 19th-century monuments in Classical style, and brasses dated 1692 and 1872. The reredos is in alabaster and dates from 1897. The stained glass in the west window dates from 1891. It depicts archangels, was designed by Carl Almquist, and made by Shrigley and Hunt.[21] The glass in the chancel windows was designed by William Wailes.[22] Also in the church are two pieces of carved Anglo-Saxon stone dating from the 10th century.[23]

External features

In the churchyard to the south of the church is a square sandstone cross base with two steps. Its age is not known. It is surmounted by a later square block and a 20th-century cross.[24] The churchyard also contains the war graves of two British and one Canadian soldier of World War I.[25]

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title: Holy Trinity Church, Bolton-le-Sands

question: Summarize what happened to the church during the 1800s.

answer: In 1847, the Lancaster architectural practice of Sharpe and Paley rebuilt the chancel. In 1851, they added a pulpit and a reading desk. In 1881, Paley and Austin (the practice now) added an addition to the church.

critique: The answer omits the 1863-64 restoration.

critique: The response inaccurately mentions that Paley and Austin added an addition to the church in 1881. However, the article mentions that they carried out further alterations in 1881.

critique: It is omitted that it was restored in 1863-64.

critique: The answer omits the church's restoration in 1863-64.

critique: The answer omits the extensive work done on the church in 1863-64.

critique: The last sentence is inaccurate. Paley and Austin added a vestry, a porch, a pulpit, and a font. The church was reseated to accommodate 450 people and the floor was lowered.

question: What does the text say about the churchyard?

answer: In the churchyard to the south of the church is a square sandstone cross base with two steps. Its age is not known, but it is surmounted by a later square block and a 20th-century cross. The churchyard also contains the war graves of two British and one Canadian soldier of World War I.

critique: The age of the cross is irrelevant to the question.

critique: The answer should mention the soldiers' names.

critique: The statement that the churchyard has the graves is redundant since the question already mentions it in the previous sentence.

critique: The answer should mention the soldier's names.

question: What does the text say about the church's use today?

answer: The church is an active Anglican parish church. It is in the deanery of Tunstall, the archdeaconry of Lancaster, and the diocese of Blackburn. Its benefice is united with that of St Mark, Nether Kellett. The church is recorded in the National Heritage List for England as a designated Grade II* listed building.

critique: "The church is recorded in the National Heritage List for England as a designated Grade II* listed building." is not necessary for the answer.

critique: The other information has nothing to do with the question.

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“Remember how Mom told us we would grow up into men who would change the world. I believed her. I still do.” I looked out the window, ignoring Hugo. Everything was grey outside. Ya, it was winter alright. This place is too damn cold. Turn up the fucking heater Nurse.
“Mario.” God his voice is so annoying. Sounds like the spoiled pomeranian bitch that old geezer neighbor owns.
“Mario!”
“Shut the fuck up!” The doctor down the hall snapped his head up. Thought I said that in my head. Hugo’s upper lip shriveled a bit. There were no words for minutes. Why is it that every single time I retort back to the cunt in a “non-suitable” way, he starts crying. Pussy.
“I’m going to the cafeteria.” He was looking down at the tile, which, honest to God, looks like a mirror. If it’s one thing I could talk good about this joint, it’s that they make sure this place is spotless. I was making my way down the hall, looking down, admiring the tile when the nurse and I exchanged shoulders.
“Oops! I’m sorry.” she said in a shallow voice. She seemed out of breathe.
“Ya...my bad.”
Her smile was very subtle, but promising. Her lips were pale. They stood out against her red hair. She needs to put a comb through that mess.
“Your mom’s glucose levels are returning to normal.”
I gave her a cold stare. Why? I don’t know. I was toxic.
“That’s... good?”
She nodded, only to catch her head halfway.
“It’s an improvement Mario, the coma hasn’t improved though.”
I turned and walked down the hall without saying another word. Fuck that nurse anyway. I looked out the windows of the corridor leading to the commons. Still grey outside. Another night of rain it seemed like. Great.
Chatter rose, the intercom continued to echo, and the busy hall of the hospital was filled with doctors, patients, family, and everyone in between. Same old shit. Doctor talk and prayers.
“Change the world my ass” I said under my breathe.
Then out of the corner of my eye, I heard wheels screeching. A high speed chase in a hospital? This I got to see. When I turned my head, I saw an older woman being wheeled down the hall on a stretcher.
“Move! Move! Out of the way! Out of the way!” yelled the nurse wheeling her. I shimmied over to the wall. I peered over to the woman on the stretcher as she passed by a hundred miles an hour. Her skin was lifeless, her eyes looking toward the ceiling, absent of blinking. My heart dropped. I looked down the hall back where I ran into the nurse, I saw a boy, twelve or thirteen, gasping for air, crying uncontrollably. He was all alone. No parents, no adults. Maybe that was his...Mom. He followed the stretcher into the room, only to be blocked by the doctor. That was his mom. She has his eyes.
“This way champ. Don’t worry your mom...will...” a pearl streamed down the doctors cheek. The boy noticed, and his face instantly filled with grief. The doctor grabbed the boys wrist, and wiped the tear with the other, trying to hide it. He took the boy through a door just a few doors down where the woman went in. “
Is she go..going...to...”
He started bawling like a loose fire hydrant. He sounded like he was being tortured. The door shut. I lost my appetite.
“Code red, room 13B, repeat code red!” the intercom belted. An army of doctors ran into the room where the woman was held. Yells erupted in the room, but the door slammed shut, leaving the hall in an eerie silence.
 I looked at Hugo down the hall. He was still looking down at the mirrored floor, his jet black hair obvious amongst the grey clouds through the window.
“Hugo! Hugo!” He looked my way. I beckoned. He got up, and came running. He smiled instantly when he caught up. My heart warmed. “Let’s get some food man, you’ve been here for days.”
“Fuck cafeteria food Mario.” We chuckled.
“Let’s get some dogs. I know a place.” We both smiled. God it’s been years since that’s happened.
“It’s on you bro, after all you are the lawyer.” I punched him, he flinched, and I wrapped my arm around him, and put him in a headlock.
“I love you man.” I said.  We walked down the hall, leaving the chaos of this hell-ridden institution behind. Mom would have loved to see us together like this.

title: "Grey" [778 words, critique welcomed]

question: What does the story say about why Mario and Hugo's mom was in a coma?

answer: No answer

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question: What does the story say about Hugo and Mario?

answer: Hugo and Mario are brothers. They are in the hospital because their mother is in a coma. Hugo is a lawyer, and Mario is a doctor. They are in the hospital for days and are bored. They decide to go get some hot dogs.

critique: Hugo is in the hospital, but he's not diagnosed with anything.

critique: The story doesn't say that Hugo is a lawyer.

critique: The answer is wrong on all accounts. The story says nothing about them being brothers. It also says nothing about Hugo being a lawyer.

text: Mario is not a doctor.

question: How do Mario's feelings change throughout the story?

answer: He is initially angry at Hugo, but his feelings soften when he sees Hugo's reaction to the news about their mother.

critique: This doesn't include the part where he snaps at the nurse.

critique: The answer omits that Mario is initially angry at the nurse, and his feelings soften when he sees Hugo's reaction to the news about their mother.

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critique: "He is initially angry at Hugo, but his feelings soften when he sees Hugo's reaction to the news about their mother." - Mario is never angry at Hugo, but it was never implied if he was angry at their mom.

critique: The answer should mention that Mario's feelings soften towards the nurse as well.

text: It is not stated why Mario's feelings soften.

question: What does the story say about the nurse Mario bumped into?

answer: The nurse is a young woman with red hair and pale lips. She is out of breath and apologizes for bumping into Mario. She tells him that his mom's glucose levels are returning to normal. Mario gives her a cold stare.

critique: It is omitted that the nurse is shocked when she sees the lifeless body of the woman.

critique: It's omitted that the nurse breaks the news about Mario's mother's coma.

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As a small business owner, you know all too well about stress. There’s the stress of paying the bills; the stress of finding new customers; the stress of retaining your current customers; the stress of finding, hiring and firing employees; the stress of keeping on top of the day-to-day management of your business… And yes, the list could go on and on. But that’s not what we’re focusing on here.

Instead, this article is about how to manage and ease all of that stress. Read on for eight ways you may not have considered.

1: EXERCISE

[reduce stress - exercise]

Okay, so this one’s a no brainer, and I know you’re sitting there reading this thinking “Where am I going to find the time for that?”. If it’s important to you, you’ll find the time and make the time to work out. Consider it officially important. Exercise in any format (spin class; boxing; running; walking; or whatever works for you) helps to heighten your level of endorphins, which are those hormones that give you a “feel good” sensation, and serves to alleviate stress. Pencil in some exercise into your calendar. It will help.

2: MEDITATE

[reduce stress - meditate]

Thinking a hundred or a thousand thoughts a second – like most small business owners do – can take it’s toll on your ability to think clearly. Quiet down your mind by spending time quietly focusing on your breath or a chant of some kind. If you need an introduction to meditation,Headspace is perfect. You can learn online for just 10 minutes a day through your laptop or through an app, and you can’t beat Andy’s soothing British accent. You’ll learn plenty of ways to begin meditation and those teachings will also help you in stressful moments to breathe and just focus on your breath instead of what’s stressing you out. Plus, how many times have you not been able to fall asleep thanks to a racing mind? Meditating before going to bed helps you calm your mind and will hopefully help you fall asleep faster.

3: STRIKE A YOGA POSE

[reduce stress - yoga]

This is basically a combination of the first two. You’re working your body while also working to quiet your mind. And you’ll quickly learn to focus just on the positions in yoga, as otherwise you could easily lose your balance. Yoga is all about being in the moment while stretching and relaxing your body, serving to counteract that stress.

4: GET A MASSAGE

[reduce stress - massage]

It sounds like an indulgence, but a massage is worth it to relieve stress. One note: If you’re new to massage, don’t jump into a level 3 or 4 therapeutic massage, which is when the massage therapist digs deep into your muscle tissue. You might wind up with a different form of stress from the “ouch” of worked out muscles instead of the “could almost fall asleep” relaxation from a soothing massage.

5: RECONNECT AND LAUGH WITH FRIENDS

[reduce stress - laugh]

You know that best friend from college you’ve been meaning to catch up with over dinner? Call them and make a plan to do just that. You’ll be able to revisit old memories and laugh about them (snort laughs are VERY good for the soul and to relieve stress) while also creating new fun memories.

6: GARDEN

[reduce stress - garden]

Digging your hands into the dirt, planting, weeding, harvesting — are all excellent ways to quiet the mind. You’re focusing on simple, methodical tasks, stretching your body and giving your mind a chance to roam. Plus, returning to nature in any form (be it a walk in the woods, sitting by a lake, or gardening) helps to soothe the soul.

7: DELEGATE

[micro management]

You are only human and you can’t (and shouldn’t) do everything in your company. That’s why you’ve hired employees and that’s why you should also farm out tasks to those employees. Focus on what you do the best and delegate the rest to the smart people that you hired.

8: TALK IT OUT

[reducs stress - talk]
If your stress is really getting to you, talk to a therapist. It’s okay to do so. Really. Therapists are trained to help you talk through your stressors and work with you to figure out the best way for you to deal with them.

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answer: The article recommend eight ways to ease stress, including exercise, meditation, yoga, getting a massage, reconnecting with friends and family, gardening, delegating and talking to a therapist.

critique: "Reconnecting and laughing with friends; gardening"

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[Trans Global Auto Logistics]

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Based on 18 reviews

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18:47 15 Oct 20

 The representitives here are outstanding, Amanda and Andre were great. They were there every step of the way;... questions, guidance and direction. Great to have a team that I was able to contact by email or phone while they where going through Covid-19 operating hours, never hesitating to answer a question within a reasonable time. Awesomeness at its finest.read more

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15:05 24 Jul 20

 Great service. Mandy is amazing and super helpful. All my emails and calls were responded to very quickly and once I... had my quote and paperwork complete she coordinated everything else and I had my car shipped to me extremely quick. Driver was friendly and professional. Highly recommended.read more

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Barbara Hutton

12:06 10 Oct 19

 I used Trans Global to ship a 1970 Fiat Spider from Florida to New York. I worked with Mandy. She was extremely... courteous and very helpful. She made this whole process very simple. The car carrier they used was very courteous, prompt and ensured that the car was secured safely. Thank you Mandy for a job well done.read more

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 If I could I would give 5 stars. Brenda has been AMAZING. Seriously highly recommend them to anyone. Quick response to... emails and calls. Brenda has went out of her way to ensure everything is smooth. I can’t give her enough praise! The world needs more people like her - compassionate and caring!read more

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23:25 23 Jul 18

 Working with trans global has been an amazing experience. From trying to begin a process without hard dates to... suffering mechanical issues and arriving later than expected at the dock, the team that works for trans global have been amazing. They helped our process of getting the truck to its destination and I feel blessed by the angels at Trans Global who assisted us along the way. Mandy was a breath of fresh air as the process for me was a first time endeavor. I feel grateful that she was the one who handled the whole entire process and even helped me laugh when I stressed out and thought I messed up my money order. I will definitely use this company again when we have to ship our truck off of the island in a few years.read more

[Cris Madar]

Cris Madar

20:22 14 Jul 18

 We moved from North Carolina to Hawaii and the process of shipping a car over an ocean seemed daunting. However, Mandy... at Trans Global was absolutely amazing and provided superb customer service. She responded to emails very promptly regardless of time and provided frequent updates. I highly recommend Trans Global and ask for Mandy.read more

[Eric Alvarado]

Eric Alvarado

05:06 16 Jun 18

 OUTSTANDING customer service! THANKS to Mandy Brantley and the Team for tracking my two vehicles and providing all the... details to this picky customer. Couldn't be any happier with the service provided before pick up, in-transit and delivery.read more

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question: Summarize the information relating to Amanda Brantley.

answer: Amanda Brantley is a representative of Trans Global Auto Logistics. She is praised for her courteousness and helpfulness. She made the process of shipping a car very simple. She is praised for her customer service.

critique: The answer could mention that she is praised as a representative of Trans Global Auto Logistics.

critique: The answer could use a bit more information about Amanda.

critique: The model should consider rewriting this sentence for clarity.

critique: It should be specified that she is praised for her customer service more than once.

critique: The answer should mention that she is praised for her responsiveness.

critique: The answer omits that Amanda Brantley is praised for her quick response to emails and calls.

question: What are the most important criteria when writing a review for Trans Global?

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critique: It's omitted that the company should have a good reputation.

critique: The answer should include that the reviews are written by people who used Trans Global's services.

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I knew the location of every gun in my father’s house. I knew the rifle, concealed innocently in a long, red case with a thick black strap that might belong to a guitar or a golf caddy, was lodged in the left-hand corner of the closet in our spare bedroom. I knew the handgun, the infamous Walther PPK, was stored in a locked box in the closet of my parents’ bedroom, placed innocuously beside shoeboxes and old electronics cases.
I spent most of my childhood in my own mind, grandmother strewn across our sofas, hand upon her head, sighing theatrically as if she had just been in a freak car accident that landed her perfectly across the couches in front of the “As the World Turns”. Her house was located directly next to mine and she would often walk back and forth between them to the point where she beat a trail through both of our lawns, leaving me to eat 84 spoonfuls of sugar and bolt around the house, opening each drawer, closet, and box hoping to find *something*.
I could not be blessed enough in that I never found my parents’ 1973 pornos or anything remotely close to that, but I did find many a pair of ridiculously over-sized glasses and a single pair of the most amusing wine-cork-looking clog/platform shoe-embodiment-of-the-70’s that I have ever seen.
My father never talked much about his guns other than to show me what they looked like. I must have been 14 or 15, right about the time my depression hit full force. Perhaps he caught on to this, as we always seemed to have a silent understanding of each other, and perhaps this is why he declined when I asked if he would show me how to shoot a gun, you know, for self-defense.
I tried to have this conversation again at 18, leaving for college with the scars now mostly faded across my arms, wrists, hips, legs, and shoulders. I was turned down again, though my mother backed me up this time, saying I SHOULD know how to use a gun should an intruder take flight and suddenly burst his way through my 4th floor window.
Five more years have passed since then and I have self-destructed in a number of ways, but I am drawn back to the same allure, the same pining curiosity I felt when I saw the deep red rifle bag as a child. Pills crushed and insufflated into my right nostril, more swallowed, and more chewed, I type out a suicide note on my iPhone 5 and can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of what I am actually doing. The horrible, childish font trying so hard to convey the racing thoughts and the complexities of my mind, framed by the obnoxious lined yellow paper pad template, as if anybody uses those in real life anymore. I revised it a few times, cried until I dry heaved and passed out.
This morning, I woke up crying. I scoured the house that isn’t mine, hoping to find my uncle’s guns – if I was lucky, I could finally hold the same Walther that my father has. I opened drawers to auntie’s panties, assorted junk (though I did score a sweet watch and $100), and more church pamphlets than Fred Phelps has on hand, but I finally see a black locked box in the corner of the closet.
I skid on my knees and rip the dusty box out of its home and tug it into my bedroom, where I gingerly place it on my desk and look for any markings that might tell me what’s inside, and how to crack it open. I see the word “Gerlach” on the bottom right corner. Sounds sort of German, hopefully it’ll be a finely crafted handgun. Maybe there will be bullets inside already? I am genuinely giddy with delight, but after 5 minutes of excited google searching, I realize that I have in front of me an apparently *very* fine set of Polish cutlery

title: Misfiring of neuronal triggers

question: Summarize the plot twist of the story.

answer: The narrator goes searching for the guns that their Uncle keeps around, which is the stated reasoning for a lack of a firearm in the family home, but this makes things worse. They find a dusty old box, which seems to contain cutlery, not guns.

critique: The narrator is not looking for their uncle's guns, they are looking for their father's guns.

critique: The narrator is not looking for their uncle's guns.

critique: The narrator is not looking for the guns of their uncle.

critique: The story does not mention that the narrator is looking for the guns that their Uncle keeps around.

critique: It is omitted that despite their mental instability and their father not wanting them to be able to access the guns, the narrator snoops around for the guns to kill themselves.

critique: The narrator's uncle doesn't keep guns around.