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達文西在1502年（義大利文藝復興時期）開始創作《蒙娜麗莎》，並根據瓦薩里（Vasari）的記載，這幅畫耗時4年完成。
在1516年，法國國王弗朗索瓦一世邀請達文西去國王城堡昂布瓦斯城堡附近，一個叫Clos Lucé的地方工作。據說他也將《蒙娜麗莎》一起帶去。達文西去世後，他的畫作便歸學徒們和助手沙萊所有。[1]國王花了4000埃居買下了它，並把它保存在楓丹白露宮，直至路易十四時期。
在很長的一段時間裡，人們認為這幅畫在達文西死後曾被人剪裁過，畫的兩邊被切割掉一部分。在《蒙娜麗莎》的早期版本中，畫的兩側有兩個的柱子，而這只在原稿中出現過。
《拾穗》（Des glaneuses）是法國巴比松派畫家讓-弗朗索瓦·米勒最著名的作品之一，繪於1857年，目前則存放在巴黎的奧塞美術館中。
拾穗一詞淵源於舊約聖經，指農民需讓貧苦人撿拾收割後遺留穗粒以求溫飽，而該畫除了描繪3名農婦在金黃色麥田撿拾麥穗情景外，其金黃陽光、彎腰等細節，另外呈現「英雄史詩般的崇高意境」。
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| Birth name | Katheryn Elizabeth Hudson |
|---|---|
| Born | (1984-10-25) October 25, 1984 (age 29) Santa Barbara, California, U.S. |
| Genres | Christian, dance, electronic, pop, rock |
| Occupations | Singer, songwriter, actress, businesswoman, philanthropist |
| Instruments | Vocals, guitar, piano |
| Years active | 1999–present |
| Labels | Red Hill, Island, Columbia, Virgin, Capitol |
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like a house of cards, one blow from caving in?
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Interface SpeechAdaptationOrBuilder (2.0.0)
public interface SpeechAdaptationOrBuilder extends MessageOrBuilder
Implements
MessageOrBuilderMethods
getCustomClasses(int index)
public abstract CustomClass getCustomClasses(int index)
A collection of custom classes. To specify the classes inline, leave the
class' name
blank and fill in the rest of its fields, giving it a unique
custom_class_id
. Refer to the inline defined class in phrase hints by its
custom_class_id
.
repeated .google.cloud.speech.v1p1beta1.CustomClass custom_classes = 3;
| Name | Description |
| index | int |
| Type | Description |
| CustomClass |
getCustomClassesCount()
public abstract int getCustomClassesCount()
A collection of custom classes. To specify the classes inline, leave the
class' name
blank and fill in the rest of its fields, giving it a unique
custom_class_id
. Refer to the inline defined class in phrase hints by its
custom_class_id
.
repeated .google.cloud.speech.v1p1beta1.CustomClass custom_classes = 3;
| Type | Description |
| int |
getCustomClassesList()
public abstract List<CustomClass> getCustomClassesList()
A collection of custom classes. To specify the classes inline, leave the
class' name
blank and fill in the rest of its fields, giving it a unique
custom_class_id
. Refer to the inline defined class in phrase hints by its
custom_class_id
.
repeated .google.cloud.speech.v1p1beta1.CustomClass custom_classes = 3;
| Type | Description |
| List<CustomClass> |
getCustomClassesOrBuilder(int index)
public abstract CustomClassOrBuilder getCustomClassesOrBuilder(int index)
A collection of custom classes. To specify the classes inline, leave the
class' name
blank and fill in the rest of its fields, giving it a unique
custom_class_id
. Refer to the inline defined class in phrase hints by its
custom_class_id
.
repeated .google.cloud.speech.v1p1beta1.CustomClass custom_classes = 3;
| Name | Description |
| index | int |
| Type | Description |
| CustomClassOrBuilder |
getCustomClassesOrBuilderList()
public abstract List<? extends CustomClassOrBuilder> getCustomClassesOrBuilderList()
A collection of custom classes. To specify the classes inline, leave the
class' name
blank and fill in the rest of its fields, giving it a unique
custom_class_id
. Refer to the inline defined class in phrase hints by its
custom_class_id
.
repeated .google.cloud.speech.v1p1beta1.CustomClass custom_classes = 3;
| Type | Description |
| List<? extends com.google.cloud.speech.v1p1beta1.CustomClassOrBuilder> |
getPhraseSetReferences(int index)
public abstract String getPhraseSetReferences(int index)
A collection of phrase set resource names to use.
repeated string phrase_set_references = 2 [(.google.api.resource_reference) = { ... }
| Name | Description |
| index | int The index of the element to return. |
| Type | Description |
| String | The phraseSetReferences at the given index. |
getPhraseSetReferencesBytes(int index)
public abstract ByteString getPhraseSetReferencesBytes(int index)
A collection of phrase set resource names to use.
repeated string phrase_set_references = 2 [(.google.api.resource_reference) = { ... }
| Name | Description |
| index | int The index of the value to return. |
| Type | Description |
| ByteString | The bytes of the phraseSetReferences at the given index. |
getPhraseSetReferencesCount()
public abstract int getPhraseSetReferencesCount()
A collection of phrase set resource names to use.
repeated string phrase_set_references = 2 [(.google.api.resource_reference) = { ... }
| Type | Description |
| int | The count of phraseSetReferences. |
getPhraseSetReferencesList()
public abstract List<String> getPhraseSetReferencesList()
A collection of phrase set resource names to use.
repeated string phrase_set_references = 2 [(.google.api.resource_reference) = { ... }
| Type | Description |
| List<String> | A list containing the phraseSetReferences. |
getPhraseSets(int index)
public abstract PhraseSet getPhraseSets(int index)
A collection of phrase sets. To specify the hints inline, leave the
phrase set's name
blank and fill in the rest of its fields. Any
phrase set can use any custom class.
repeated .google.cloud.speech.v1p1beta1.PhraseSet phrase_sets = 1;
| Name | Description |
| index | int |
| Type | Description |
| PhraseSet |
getPhraseSetsCount()
public abstract int getPhraseSetsCount()
A collection of phrase sets. To specify the hints inline, leave the
phrase set's name
blank and fill in the rest of its fields. Any
phrase set can use any custom class.
repeated .google.cloud.speech.v1p1beta1.PhraseSet phrase_sets = 1;
| Type | Description |
| int |
getPhraseSetsList()
public abstract List<PhraseSet> getPhraseSetsList()
A collection of phrase sets. To specify the hints inline, leave the
phrase set's name
blank and fill in the rest of its fields. Any
phrase set can use any custom class.
repeated .google.cloud.speech.v1p1beta1.PhraseSet phrase_sets = 1;
| Type | Description |
| List<PhraseSet> |
getPhraseSetsOrBuilder(int index)
public abstract PhraseSetOrBuilder getPhraseSetsOrBuilder(int index)
A collection of phrase sets. To specify the hints inline, leave the
phrase set's name
blank and fill in the rest of its fields. Any
phrase set can use any custom class.
repeated .google.cloud.speech.v1p1beta1.PhraseSet phrase_sets = 1;
| Name | Description |
| index | int |
| Type | Description |
| PhraseSetOrBuilder |
getPhraseSetsOrBuilderList()
public abstract List<? extends PhraseSetOrBuilder> getPhraseSetsOrBuilderList()
A collection of phrase sets. To specify the hints inline, leave the
phrase set's name
blank and fill in the rest of its fields. Any
phrase set can use any custom class.
repeated .google.cloud.speech.v1p1beta1.PhraseSet phrase_sets = 1;
| Type | Description |
| List<? extends com.google.cloud.speech.v1p1beta1.PhraseSetOrBuilder> |


{% extends "layout.html" %} {% macro _location(params) %}
We've matched the search {% if params.term | length %}“{{ params.term }}”{% endif %} to {{ params.placeName }}.
{% endmacro %} {% macro _travel(params) %}You can travel between areas which are in Medium or High.
You should only travel into or out of a Very High area if you need to travel for:
If you’re going to {{ params.placeName }} from a Medium area, the guidance is the same.
If you’re going to {{ params.placeName }} from a High or Very High area, you must follow the guidance for the place you’re coming from.
{% elif params.alertLevel == 2 %}If you’re going to {{ params.placeName }} from a Medium area, you must follow the guidance for {{ params.placeName }}, which is High.
If you’re going to {{ params.placeName }} from a Very High area, you must follow the guidance for the area you’re coming from.
{% elif params.alertLevel == 3 %}If you’re going to {{ params.placeName }} from a Medium or High area, you must follow the guidance for {{ params.placeName }}, which is Very High.
If you’re going to {{ params.placeName }} from a Very High area, follow the guidance for {{ params.placeName }}.
{% endif %}If you’re going from {{ params.placeName }} to a Medium area, the guidance is the same.
If you're going from {{ params.placeName }} to a High or Very High area you must follow the guidance for the area you’re going to.
{% elif params.alertLevel == 2 %}If you’re going from {{ params.placeName }} to a High area, the guidance is the same.
If you're going from {{ params.placeName }} to a Medium area you must follow the guidance for {{ params.placeName }}, which is High.
If you're going from {{ params.placeName }} to a Very High area you must follow the guidance for the area you’re going to.
{% elif params.alertLevel == 3 %}If you're going from {{ params.placeName }} to a Medium or High area you must follow the guidance for {{ params.placeName }}, which is Very High.
If you’re going from {{ params.placeName }} to a Very High area, follow the guidance for the place you’re going to.
{% endif %} {% endmacro %} {% macro _guidanceLink(params) %} {% if params.alertLevel == 1 %} {% set guidanceUrl = 'https://www.gov.uk/guidance/local-covid-alert-level-medium' %} {% elif params.alertLevel == 2 %} {% set guidanceUrl = 'https://www.gov.uk/guidance/local-covid-alert-level-high' %} {% elif params.alertLevel == 3 %} {% set guidanceUrl = 'https://www.gov.uk/guidance/local-covid-alert-level-very-high' %} {% else %} {% set guidanceUrl = 'https://www.gov.uk/government/collections/local-restrictions-areas-with-an-outbreak-of-coronavirus-covid-19' %} {% endif %} {{ govukPubActionLink({ heading: { href: guidanceUrl, text: params.linkText if params.linkText else 'Check what you can and cannot do now.' }, classes: "govuk-pub-action-link--dark-icon" }) }} {% endmacro %} {% block pageTitle %} {{ serviceName }} {% endblock %} {% block beforeContent %} {% include "includes/phase-banner.html" %} {{ govukBackLink({ text: "Back", href: actions.back }) }} {% endblock %} {% block content %} {% set commingSoon = date | date('YYYY-MM-DD') | dateDiff(restriction.start_date, 'days') %}At the moment this area is in Local COVID Alert Level: {{ (restriction.alert_level - 1) | getAlertLevel if restriction.alert_level else '1' | getAlertLevel }}.
{{ _guidanceLink({ alertLevel: (restriction.alert_level - 1) if restriction.alert_level else 1 }) }}From the {{ restriction.start_date | date('DD MMMM') }} this area will be in Local COVID Alert Level: {{ restriction.alert_level | getAlertLevel if restriction.alert_level else '1' | getAlertLevel }}.
{{ _guidanceLink({ alertLevel: restriction.alert_level, linkText: 'Check what you can and cannot do from ' + restriction.start_date | date('DD MMMM') + '.' }) }} {% else %} {%- if location | length %}This area is in Local COVID Alert Level: {{ restriction.alert_level | getAlertLevel if restriction.alert_level else '1' | getAlertLevel }}.
{{ _guidanceLink({ alertLevel: restriction.alert_level if restriction.alert_level else 1 }) }} {% else %} {{ govukPubActionLink({ heading: { href: 'https://www.gov.uk/government/collections/local-restrictions-areas-with-an-outbreak-of-coronavirus-covid-19', text: 'All coronavirus information about what you can and cannot do.' }, classes: "govuk-pub-action-link--simple govuk-!-margin-bottom-5" }) }} {% endif -%} {% endif -%} {% endif -%} {{ _travel({ placeName: location.district, alertLevel: restriction.alert_level if restriction.alert_level else 1 }) }}


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IN THE HIGH COURT OF JHARKHAND AT RANCHI. Cr. M. P. No. 242 of 2014 ... Ayub Raza ... ... Petitioner -V e r s u s- The State of Jharkhand ... ... Opposite Party ... CORAM: - HON'BLE MR. JUSTICE P.P. BHATT. ... For the Petitioner : - Mr. Arshad Hussain, Advocate. Mr. Haider Ali, Advocate For the State : - A.P.P. ... 03/20.11.2014
The present application has been filed u/s 482 of The Code of Criminal Procedure, 1973, for quashing of the entire criminal proceeding/prosecution including the FIR being Karra P.S. Case No. 72/2013 corresponding to G.R. No. 495 of 2013 for the offence punishable under sections 379 and 411 of the Indian Penal Code, Section 4(i) of the Mines and Minerals (Regulation and Development) Act, 1957 and section 21 of the Air (Prevention and Control of Pollution) Act, 1981, pending in the court of learned Judicial Magistrate, 1st class, Khunti.
Learned counsel for the petitioner submitted that the petitioner is the owner of the Turbo truck bearing registration no. JH01 AR 6412 and he is not connected and related in any manner with the alleged offence. It is further submitted that the entire prosecution case is bad on account of the fact that allegation of extracting mineral is a subject matter of special legislation for which punishment has been prescribed under section 4(i) of the Mines and Minerals (Development and Regulation) Act and section 22 of the Mines and Minerals (Development and Regulation) Act states that "no court shall take cognizance for the offence punishable under this Act or any rules made thereunder except upon complaint in writing made by a person authorized in this behalf by the Central Government or the State Government".
It is submitted that in the instant case, FIR has been instituted by the Asstt. Sub Inspector, who is not authorized to institute FIR for the alleged offence punishable under Mines and Minerals (Development and Regulation) Act.
Learned counsel for the petitioner in support of his submissions has also referred to following cases :-
1.Calcutta Jaipur Paribahan Private Limited Vs. State of Jharkhand & Ors reported in (2009) 2, J.C.R.,509 and
2. Bishnu Chandra Choudhary & Anr. Vs. State of Jharkhand & Ors. reported in (2010) 3, J.C.R. 301. Learned A.P.P. for the State submitted that there is no illegality committed by the Asstt. Sub Inspector while instituting the FIR for the alleged offence punishable u/s 379 and 411 of the Indian Penal code along with the sections 4(i) of the Mines and Minerals (Regulation and Development) Act, 1957 and 21 of the Air (Prevention and Control of Pollution) Act.
Learned A.P.P. for the State alleged that the offence registered under Indian penal code and above referred act are distinct in nature and taken up simultaneously and there is no conflict between the same. In support of his submissions learned A.P.P. has referred to and relied upon the following judgments:-
1. 2014 (4) JBCJ 251 (SC) (para 66, 67, 68, 69 & 72) State of NCT of Delhi Vs. Sanjay
2. 2011 (4) JCR 43 (Jhr.) Md. Abrar Alam & Ors. Vs. State of Jharkhand
3. 2014 (4) JBCJ 313 (Jhr.) Yogendra Baraik Vs. State of Jharkhand.
In response to this learned counsel for the petitioner submitted that during pendency of this petition subsequent development has taken place and learned court below has taken cognizance for the offence punishable under Indian Penal Code and offence punishable under Mines and Minerals (Development and Regulation) Act and therefore order passed by the learned court below is required to be produced before this court by way of filing of supplementary affidavit and for that purpose two weeks' time may be granted.
In view of above submissions, put up this case on 10 th December, 2014.
Till 10th December, 2014 there shall be no coercive steps against the petitioner in connection with Karra P.S. Case No. 72 of 2013 corresponding to G.R. No. 495 of 2013.
(P.P. Bhatt, J.) MM


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{% blocktrans %}
Register a Cinder node so that it's "cinder.conf" file can be validated and
all assoicated backend storage arrays can be "discovered".
Both the "cinder.conf" diagnostic test and backend storage discovery will
rely on connecting to the Cinder node via SSH.
The diagnostic test will check the "cinder.conf" configuration file and verify
that the backend HPE 3PAR storage settings are correct. It will also validate that
the required HPE 3PAR driver is installed.
For backend storage array discovery, all arrays specified in "cinder.conf" will
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 Daily we hear our political and military leaders talk about our bombing as part of a "just war". But what is a "just war"? Is this one? And what has the Christian church to say about what is happening in Kosovo? How does war fit with the command to "love our enemies"? Some Christians believe it is never right to fight a war because they believe all war is totally at odds with God's love. They point out that, although the Bible calls us God's enemies and says we have all done evil, God's response to this was to show his love for us in Jesus. Jesus rejected violence and instead suffered even death on a cross at our hands. Similarly, Jesus taught his disciples to "turn the other cheek" and warned them that if they took up the sword then they would be killed by the sword. Christian pacifists rightly remind us that war is always a sign that we are far from God, that using violence (as we are perhaps seeing in Kosovo) often makes the situation worse, and that we need to try to find peaceful ways of solving problems. Down the centuries, however, other Christians, have used the language of "just war". We accept that governments - through the police and the courts - must prevent and punish wrongdoing in society and that sometimes this needs the use of force. But what about when wrongdoing happens abroad and when other governments are being unjust? Must we sit back and do nothing? Don't we have to show love for our Kosovar neighbours who are suffering by doing something to help them? So, some Christians have said that when there is great injustice and evil in other countries, governments can go to war to try and put an end to it. There is, surely, little doubt that the ethnic cleansing of Kosovar Albanians by Serbia would be such a just cause for military action. But having a just cause does not ensure the war is just. War, as we have vividly seen in recent weeks, is itself terrible. It is not like sending policemen into a house to catch a burglar. And so Christians have also insisted that war must be a last resort - negotiations and all other ways of solving the problem must have been tried and failed - and that it must have a reasonable chance of success, of achieving its goal of stopping the evil which led to war being waged. Already we can see that, with such difficult conditions to meet, many wars are not "just wars". But Christians have called for even more limits to war if it is to be just. We sometimes say that the punishment should fit the crime. This means it would be wrong to jail someone for life for driving through a red traffic light! Similarly, there must be a great evil happening if our response is to go to war. This need for proportion means that the level of force we use in war must never be excessive. And, finally, just as at home in the courts we try to discriminate and punish only the guilty and not the innocent, so we must show discrimination abroad when we fight a war. This means that not every target is legitimate and that civilians and services essential for community life must not be directly attacked. We all like to think that we are right to do what we do and politicians and soldiers are no different. They will claim that the wars they fight are just wars. In Kosovo they may be right but we cannot simply assume they are. The Christian teaching about just war can help all of us decide how best to respond to this dreadful situation. It is clear that not all Christians will agree on whether the current war with Serbia is just. Whatever we decide, there are two things we all can and should do out of love for our neighbours and for our enemies. We can and should give to the many charities working to help those in terrible need. We can and should pray, perhaps praying daily for the situation and for those in political leadership with the words of the Lord's Prayer - "Your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as in heaven... Forgive us our sins as we forgive those who sin against us. Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil. For the kingdom, the power and the glory are yours now and for ever. Amen."
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Arran-based whisky firm toasts £25m in financing
by Scott ReidWhisky producer Isle of Arran Distillers has benefited from a £25 million funding package provided by banking giant Barclays.
The financing has helped the firm to develop its second distillery on the island, in the village of Lagg, which officially opened its doors earlier this year.
Founded in 1994, the company revived the tradition of whisky distilling on Arran when it built its operation in Lochranza. When a three-year old cask was opened by actor Ewan McGregor in July 1998, the first legal dram of Arran whisky in more than 160 years was served.
Next year, the distiller will release its first 25 year-old single malt in new packaging.
The structure of the financing deal lends against the company’s inventory, the value of which will increase as the whisky matures.
Euan Mitchell, managing director of Isle of Arran Distillers, said: "Times have never been more exciting for our company. With the re-branding of our Arran single malt and the opening of Lagg distillery, it has been a busy year and expansion and change has been at the forefront of our minds."
Jamie Grant, head of corporate banking for Barclays in Scotland, added: "Isle of Arran Distillers is a perfect example of a business harnessing the power of Scottish provenance, contributing to the global success of our food and drink industry.
"We have made a significant commitment to the whisky sector by investing both time and money to become industry experts, ensuring we are able to provide bespoke solutions specific to the sector."


OpenResty: New http and application server
Tirex: New age of tile service manager
TileMan: Tirex frontend and more
OpenResty effectively turns the nginx server into a powerful web app server
full-fledged web application server
bundling the standard Nginx core
lots of 3rd-party Nginx modules
scripting web application server
the Lua programming language to script
control various nginx C modules and Lua modules
construct extremely high-performance web applications
capable to handle 10K+ connections
Runs server-side web app completely in the Nginx server
leveraging Nginx's event model to do non-blocking I/O
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Tirex: pronounce "Ti-rex" that is tile manager
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Australia |
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Austria |
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| AZE |
Azerbaijan |
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Belgium |
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Bangladesh |
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Belarus |
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Brazil |
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Bulgaria |
http://www.puzzle-bg.com/ |
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Canada |
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China |
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Croatia |
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SLIDE 01 LEFT
The change in sea level called the tide is driven by the Moon and Sun. Water from the ocean is pulled through the Golden Gate into San Francisco Bay, resulting in a high tide with a higher than average sea level. [picture of high tide] [Map of San Francisco Bay]
About 6 hours later, the seawater moves out of San Francisco Bay and the sea level at the baylands falls to below average. The plants in the marsh that were flooded by seawater are slowing exposed as the tide falls.
Along the west coast of North America, there are two high tides and two low tides just about every day.
The change in sea level called the tide is driven by the Moon and Sun. Water from the ocean is pulled through the Golden Gate into San Francisco Bay, resulting in a high tide with a higher than average sea level. [picture of high tide] [Map of San Francisco Bay]
About 6 hours later, the seawater moves out of San Francisco Bay and the sea level at the baylands falls to below average. The plants in the marsh that were flooded by seawater are slowing exposed as the tide falls.
Along the west coast of North America, there are two high tides and two low tides just about every day.
SLIDE 01 RIGHT
SLIDE 02 RIGHT
The changes in sea level due to the gravitational pull of the Moon and Sun can be predicted. But the predictions are not just based on the calendar. Tidal predictions are based on at least 18.6 years worth of observations from the local.
The Moon takes about 29 days to circle our planet Earth, which we call a lunar month.
Here is an image of the predicted water level at the Palo Alto Yacht Club for the year 2012. What trends do you see? How often are there higher than average highs? Is the height of the low tides during that time higher or lower than average?


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Avacado Bravado
These avacados come in two kinds: extremely hard and way too soft. There is no middle ground.
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It’s Citrus Time
Go ahead. Eat way too many of these oranges.


Slain was NPA member Reynaldo Malaborbor, 61, of Blk 1, Lot 31 and 32, Masinop St., Bgy. Banay-Banay, Cabuyao City, Laguna Police Provincial Director Col. Eleazar Matta said.
Malaborbor died on the spot from gunshot wounds in the head.
Cabuyao police chief Lt. Col. Raycon Garduque said the victim was with his wife walking home at Katapatan Homes, Bgy. Banay-Banay when approached from behind by unidentified armed suspects and shot at 9:30 p.m. on Monday.
Malaborbor, a labor union coordinator, was known to his comrades as Kumander Ace.
The gunmen fled on a motorcycle driven by a cohort.
A source said the victim was a friend of Laguna 4th district Rep. Benjie Agarao and Pakil, Laguna Mayor Vince Soriano.
Cabuyao police are investigating the killing.
3 MORE REBELS DIE IN QUEZON CLASH
Three suspected NPA members yesterday were killed in an encounter with government forces in Mauban, Quezon.
The identities of the slain rebels were not yet available.
According to Col. Alex Rillera, commander of the 202nd Infantry Brigade, elements of the Philippine Army’s 1st Infantry Battalion were patrolling in Bgy. Abu Abu in the town when they encountered the rebels.
With Zaida delos Reyes


As soon as the building hid Galad, Nynaeve’s eyes darted down the street ahead. Fury bubbled up, at herself as much as Galadedrid Damodred. You witless wool-head! It was a narrow way like all the rest, paved with rounded stones, lined with gray shops and houses and taverns, populated with a scattered afternoon crowd. If you hadn’t come into town, he’d never have found you! Too scattered to hide anyone. You had to go see the Prophet! You had to go believing the Prophet would whisk you away before Moghedien gets here! When are you going to learn you can’t depend on anyone but yourself? In an instant she made her choice. When Galad turned that corner and did not see them, he would begin looking into shops, and maybe taverns as well.
“This way.” Gathering her skirts, she darted into the nearest alley and pressed her back against the wall. No one glanced at her twice, furtive as she was, and what that had to say about the way things were in Samara she did not want to consider. Uno and Ragan were beside her before she finished setting her feet, crowding her farther down the dusty dirt alleyway, past an old splintered bucket and a rain barrel dried to the point of collapse inside its hoops. At least they were doing what she wanted. In a manner of speaking. Tense hands on long sword hilts rising above their shoulders, they were ready to protect her whether she desired it or not. Let them, you fool! Do you think you can protect yourself?
She was certainly angry enough. Galad, of all people! She should never have left the menagerie! A fool whim, and one that might ruin everything. She could no more channel here than against Masema. Just the possibility that Moghedien or Black sisters were in Samara made her dependent on two men for her safety.  She knew why Aes Sedai had Warders—all but Reds, anyway. In her head, she did. In her heart, it just made her want to snarl.
Galad appeared, threading his way slowly through the folk out in the street, eyes searching. By all reason, be should have gone on by—he should have—yet almost immediately his gaze settled on the alleyway. On them. He did not even have the grace to appear pleased or surprised.
Uno and Ragan moved together as Galad turned toward the alley. The one-eyed man had his sword out in the blink of an eye, and Ragan was scarcely slower for all he paused to push her deeper into the narrow passage. They positioned themselves one behind the other; should Galad make it past Uno, he would still have Ragan to face.
Nynaeve ground her teeth. She could make all these swords unnecessary, useless; she could sense the True Source, like a light unseen over her shoulder, waiting for her embrace. She could do it. If she dared.
Galad stopped at the alley mouth, cloak thrown back, one hand resting nonchalantly on his sword hilt, a picture of spring-steel grace. Except for his burnished mail, he could have been at a ball.
“I do not want to kill either of you, Shienaran,” he said calmly to Uno. Nynaeve had heard Elayne and Gawyn speak of Galad’s sword skill, but for the first time she realized that he might really be as good as they said. At least, he thought he was. Two seasoned soldiers with blades bare, and he eyed them as a wolfhound would eye a pair of lesser dogs, not seeking a fight yet utterly confident he could take both. Never quite looking away from the two men, he addressed her. “Someone else might have run into a shop or an inn, but you never do what is expected. Will you let me speak with you?
None of the passersby were stopping, but even with three men blocking her view she could see heads swiveling for a glimpse of what had drawn the Whitecloak. And plainly taking in the swords. Rumors would be hatching in all those minds and taking flight on wings that made dusk swallows seem slow.
“Let him by,” she commanded. When Uno and Ragan did not budge, she repeated herself, even more firmly. They did move aside then, slowly, as much as the narrow alley would allow, yet though neither said a word, there was an air of muttering about them. Galad came by smoothly, seeming to forget the Shienarans. She suspected that believing so would be a mistake; the top-knotted men plainly did not.
Aside from one of the Forsaken, she could not imagine a man she would less like to see right then, but with that face in front of her, she was all too conscious of her own, breathing, her own heartbeat. It was ludicrous. Why could the man not be ugly? Or at least plain.
“You knew I knew that you were following.” Accusation rang strongly in her voice, though she was not sure what she was accusing him of. Not doing what she had expected and wanted, she imagined ruefully.
“I assumed as much as soon as I recognized you, Nynaeve. I remember that you generally see more than you let on.”
She would not let him divert her with compliments. Look where that had gotten her with Valan Luca. “What are you doing in Ghealdan? I thought you were on your way to Altara.”
For a moment he stared down at her with those dark, beautiful eyes, then abruptly laughed. “In all the world, Nynaeve, only you would ask me the question I should be asking you. Very well. I’ll answer you, for all it should be the other way round. I did have orders for Salidar, in Altara, but all changed when this Prophet fellow—What is the matter? Are you unwell?”
Nynaeve forced her face to smoothness. “Of course not,” she said irritably. “My health is quite good, thank you very kindly.” Salidar! Of course! The name was like one of Aludra’s firesticks going off in her head. All of that racking of her brain, and Galad casually handed her what she had been unable to dig up on her own. Now if only Masema found a ship quickly. If only she could make sure Galad would not betray them. Without letting Uno and Ragan kill him, of course. Whatever Elayne said, Nynaeve could not believe she would appreciate having her brother cut down. Small chance he would believe Elayne was not with her. “I just cannot get over my shock at seeing you.”
“A small patch on mine, when I learned you had slipped out of Sienda.” Sternness became that handsome face to an unfortunate degree, but his tone offset it. Somewhat. He could have been lecturing a small girl who had sneaked out of the house after her bedtime to climb trees.  What under the Light possessed you? Have you any idea of the risks you ran? And to come here, of all places. Elayne always chooses to saddle a horse at the gallop if she can, but I thought that you, at least, had more sense. This so-called Prophet—” He cut off, eyeing the other two men. Uno had grounded his sword-point, scarred hands folded atop the pommel. Ragan appeared to be inspecting his blade’s edge to the exclusion of everything else.
“I have heard rumors,” Galad went on slowly, “that he is Shienaran. You cannot have been witless enough to get yourself mixed up with him.” There was too much question in that for her taste by far.
“Neither of them is the Prophet, Galad,” she said wryly. “I’ve known them both for some little time, and I can assure you of that. Uno, Ragan, unless you intend to prune your toenails, put those things up. Well?” They hesitated before doing as they were told, Uno grumping under his breath and glaring, but they did it finally. Men usually responded to a firm voice. Most did. Sometimes, anyway.
“I hardly thought they were, Nynaeve.” Galad’s tone, even more arid than hers, made her bristle, but when he went on, he sounded annoyed rather than superior. And worried. Which made her bristle even more, of course. He all but gave her palpitations, and he had the nerve to be worried. “I do not know what you and Elayne have fallen into here, and I do not care, so long as I can extract you from it before you are hurt. Trade is slow on the, river, but a suitable boat of some sort should call in the next few days. Let me know where I can find you, and I will secure you passage to somewhere in Altara. From there, you can make your way to Caemlyn.”
She gaped in spite of herself. “You mean to find us a ship?”
“It is all I can do, now.”  “I cannot escort you to safety; my duty is here.”
“We wouldn’t want to take you from your duty,” she said, a touch breathless. If he wanted to misunderstand, let him. The most she had hoped for was that he would leave them be.
He seemed to feel the need to defend himself.  Which it will, soon or late; all it needs is one spark, and the Prophet is sure to strike it if no one else does. You must see to setting yourselves to Caemlyn, you and Elayne. All I ask is your promise that you will go there. The Tower is no place for either of you. Or for—” He clamped his teeth shut, but he might as well have gone ahead and named Egwene.
It could not hurt, having Galad looking for a boat too. If Masema could forget whether he intended to close the taverns, he could forget to have anyone find a riverboat. Especially if he thought a convenient bout of forgetfulness might keep her there to further his own plans. It could not hurt—if she could trust Galad. If she could not, then she would have to hope he was not as good with that sword as he thought he was. A stark thought, but not so stark as what might happen—would happen—if he proved untrustworthy.
“I am what I am, Galad, and Elayne is the same.” Dodging around Masema had put a bad taste on her tongue. A little White Tower sidestepping was as close as she could come. “And you are what you are, now.” She raised her eyebrows significantly at his white cloak.  Now that you are one of them, why shouldn’t I think there will be fifty of you after me inside the hour, trying to put an arrow in my back if they can’t haul me off to a cell? Me, and Elayne as well.”
Galad’s head jerked in irritation. Or maybe he was offended. “How often must I tell you? I would never let harm come to my sister. Or to you.”
It truly was annoying, realizing that she was annoyed at the pause that made it clear she was an afterthought.  “If you say it so,” she told him, and his head tossed again.
“Tell me where you are put up, and I will bring word, or send it, as soon as I locate a suitable vessel.”
If Elayne was right, he could no more lie than could an Aes Sedai who had sworn the Three Oaths, but still she hesitated. A mistake here could be her last. She had a right to take risks for herself, but this risk involved Elayne too. And Thom and Juilin, for that matter; they were her responsibility, whatever they wanted to think. But she was here, and the decision had to be hers. Not that it might be any other way, frankly.
“Light, woman, what more do you want of me?” Galad growled, half-raising his hands as though to grab her shoulders. Uno’s blade was between them in a flash of bright steel, but Elayne’s brother actually brushed it aside like a twig, and paid it no more mind than one. “I mean no harm to you, now or ever; I swear it by my mother’s name.  I know what you are. And what you are not. Perhaps half the reason I wear this,” he touched an edge of his snowy cloak, “is because the Tower sent you out—you and Elayne and Egwene—for the Light knows what reason, when you are what you are. It was like sending a boy who has just learned to hold a sword into battle, and I will never forgive them. There is still time for both of you to turn aside; you do not have to carry that sword. The Tower is too dangerous for you or my sister, especially now. Half the world is become too dangerous for you! Let me help you to safety.” The tightness slid from his voice, though it took on a raw edge. “I beg you, Nynaeve. If anything happened to Elayne . . . I half-wish that Egwene were with you, so I could . . . ” Scrubbing a hand through his hair, he looked left and right, searching for how to convince her. Uno and Ragan held their blades ready to drive through his body, but he did not appear to see them. “In the name of the Light, Nynaeve, please allow me to do what I can.”
It was a simple thing that finally tipped the balance in her mind. They were in Ghealdan. Amadicia was the only land that actually made a crime out of a woman being able to channel, and they were on the opposite bank of the river. That left only Galad’s oaths as a Child of the Light to battle against his duty to Elayne. She gave blood the edge in that struggle. Besides, he really was too gorgeous for her to let Uno and Ragan kill him. Not that that had anything to do with her decision, of course.
“We are with Valan Luca’s show,” she said at last.
He blinked at her, frowned. “Valan Luca’s . . . ? You mean one of the menageries?” Incredulity and disgust fought in his voice. “What under the Light are you doing in company like that? Those who keep such shows are no better than . . . No matter. If you need coin, I can supply some. Enough to see you in a decent inn.”
His tone bespoke his certainty that she would do as he wanted. Not a “can I help you with a few crowns?” or a “would you like me to find a room for you?” He thought they should be in an inn, so into an inn they would go. The man might have observed enough to know she would duck into an alley, but he did not know her at all, it seemed. Besides, there were reasons to stay with Luca.
“Do you think there is a room, or a hayloft, not taken in all of Samara?” she asked, a touch more tartly than intended.
 “The last place anyone would look for us is among the shows.” The last place anyone but Moghedien would look, at least. “You’ll agree we should keep from sight as much as possible? If you did find a room, more than likely you’d have to have someone put out of it. A Child of the Light securing a room so for two women? That would set tongues wagging and draw eyes like flies to a midden.”
He did not like it, grimacing, and glaring at Uno and Ragan as if it were their fault, but he had enough sense to see sense. “It is no fit place for either of you, but it is probably safer than anywhere inside the city at that. Since you have at least agreed to go to Caemlyn, I will say no more on it.”
She kept her face smooth and let him think as he wished. If he thought she had promised what she had not, that was his affair. She had to keep him away from the show as much as possible, though. One glimpse of his sister in those spangled white breeches, and the uproar would overshadow any riot Masema could raise. “You will have to stay clear of the menagerie, mind. Until you find a ship, anyway. Then come to the performers’ wagons at nightfall and ask for Nana.” He liked that even less, if possible, but she forestalled him firmly. “I’ve not seen a single Child of the Light near any of the shows. If you visit one, don’t you think people will notice and ask why?”
His smile was still gorgeous, but it showed too many teeth. “You have an answer for everything, it seems. Do you have any objection to my escorting you back there, at least?”
“I most certainly do. There will be rumors as it is—a hundred people must have noticed us talking here”—she could no longer see the street past the three men, yet she had no doubt passersby were still glancing into the alley, and Uno and Ragan had not resheathed their swords—“but if you accompany me, we’ll be seen by ten times as many.”
His wince was half rueful, half mirthful. “An answer for everything,” he muttered. “But you have the right of it.” Clearly he wished she did not. “Hear me, Shienarans,” he said, turning his head, and suddenly his voice was steel. “I am Galadedrid Damodred, and this woman is under my protection. As for her companion, I would count it small loss to die in order to save her the smallest harm.  Ignoring the sudden, dangerous blankness of their faces as completely as he did their swords, he swung his eyes back to her. “I suppose you still will not tell me where Egwene is?”
“All you need know is that she is far from here.” Folding her arms beneath her breasts, she could feel her heart beating through her ribs. Was she making a dangerous mistake because of a pretty face? “And safer than any action of yours can make her.”
He looked as if he did not believe her, but he made no more of it. “With luck, I will find a vessel in a day or two. Until then, stay close to this Valan Luca’s . . . show. Stay low and avoid notice. As much as you can with your hair that color. And tell Elayne not to run away from me again. The Light shone on you to let me find you still in one piece, and it will have to shine twice as brightly to keep you from harm if you try haring off across Ghealdan. This Prophet’s blasphemous ruffians are everywhere, without respect for law or persons, and that does not count brigands taking advantage of disorder. Samara itself is a wasp nest, but if you will sit quietly and convince my headstrong sister to do the same I will find a way to get you out of it before you are stung.”
It was an effort to keep her mouth shut. Taking what she told him and making it an injunction to her! Next thing the man would want to pack her and Elayne in wool and sit them on a shelf! Wouldn’t it be best if someone did? a tiny voice asked. Haven’t you caused enough trouble going your own way? She told the voice to be quiet. It did not listen, but began listing disasters and near disasters sprung from her own stubbornness.
Apparently taking her silence for acquiescence, he turned away from her—and stopped. Ragan and Uno had moved to block his way to the street, glancing at her with that strange, deceptive calm men so often adopted when they were a hairsbreadth from sudden violence. The air seemed to crackle, until she motioned hurriedly. The Shienarans lowered their blades and stood aside, and Galad took his hands from his sword, brushed past them and melded into the crowd without a backward glance.
Nynaeve gave Uno and Ragan each a good glare before stalking off in the opposite direction. There she had had everything arranged properly, and they had to nearly ruin it all. Men always seemed to think violence could solve anything. If she had had a stout stick, she would have thumped all three of them about the shoulders until they saw reason.
The Shienarans seemed to see a little of it, now; they caught up to her, swords scabbarded on their backs once more, and followed without a word, even when she twice took a wrong turn and had to double back. It was especially well for them that they kept silent then. She had had enough of holding her tongue. First Masema, and then Galad. All she wanted was a wafer-thin excuse to tell someone exactly what she thought. Especially that little voice in her head, pushed back to an insect buzz now but refusing to be quiet.
 She worried over Rand’s arrogance, but hers had brought herself and others as near calamity as made no never mind. For Birgitte, perhaps it was well over the line, even if she was alive. The best thing was for Nynaeve not to confront them again, not the Black Ajah and not Moghedien, not until someone who knew what they were doing could decide what should be done. Protest welled up, but she stamped on it as firmly as she ever had on Thom or Juilin. She would go to Salidar and hand the matter over to the Blues. That was how it would be. She was set on it.
“Have you eaten something that disagrees with you?” Ragan said.
 The two Shienarans kept pace to either side.
What was she going to do with them? That she should put them to some use was never in doubt; their appearance was too providential to throw away. For one thing, two additional pairs of eyes—well, three eyes anyway; she was going to learn to look at that patch without swallowing if it killed her—more eyes hunting for a ship might mean finding one sooner. All very well if Masema or Galad found a vessel first, but she did not want either to know more of her doings than she had to allow. There was no telling what either might do.
“Are you following me because Masema told you to look after me,” she demanded, “or because Galad did?”
“What flaming difference does it make?” Uno muttered.  Ragan eyed it as if it were a weapon.
“Do you mean to help Elayne and me reach Rand?”
“We’ve nothing better to do,” Ragan said dryly. “As it is, we’ll not see Shienar again till we are gray and toothless. We might as well ride with you to Tear or wherever he is.”
She had not considered that, but it made sense. Two more to help Thom and Juilin with chores and standing guard. No need to let them know how long that might take, or how many stops and detours could lie along the way. The Blues in Salidar might not let any of them go further. Once they reached Aes Sedai, they would be only Accepted again. Stop thinking about it!
The crowd waiting in front of Luca’s garish sign appeared no smaller than it had before. A stream of people trickled into the meadow to join the throng as another stream meandered out, exclaiming over what they had seen. Now and again the “boar-horses” were visible, rearing above the canvas wall, to oohs and aahs from those waiting to get in. Cerandin was putting them through their paces again. The Seanchan woman always saw that the s’redit got plenty of rest. She was very firm about that, whatever Luca wanted. Men did do as they were told when you left no doubt that anything else was inconceivable. Usually they did.
Short of the well-trampled brown grass, Nynaeve stopped and turned to face the two Shienarans. She kept her face calm, but they looked suitably wary, though in Uno’s case, regrettably, that involved fiddling with his eye-patch in a queasy-making way. The folk heading to or from the show paid no heed to them.
“Then it will not be because of Masema or Galad,” she said firmly. “If you are going to travel with me, you will do as I say, else you can go your own way, for I’ll have none of you.”
Of course they had to exchange glances before nodding acceptance. “If that’s how it flaming has to be,” Uno growled, “then well enough.  Some sheep-gutted farmer will have you for breakfast because of your tongue.” Ragan gave him a guarded look that said be agreed with every word but strongly doubted Uno’s wisdom in voicing them. Ragan, it seemed, had the makings of a wise man in him.
If they accepted her terms, it did not really matter why. For now. There would be plenty of time later to set them straight.
“I don’t doubt the others will agree, too,” Ragan said.
“Others?” she said, blinking. “You mean there are more than the two of you? How many?”
“There are only fifteen of us altogether now.   “Only fifteen. Sar went over that bloody cliff in the mountains, and Mendao had to get himself into a flaming duel with three Hunters for the Horn, and . . . ”
Nynaeve was too busy stopping herself from gaping to listen. Fifteen! She could not help toting up in her head what it would cost to feed fifteen men. Even when they were not particularly hungry, Thom or Juilin either one ate more than Elayne and her combined. Light!
On the other hand, with fifteen Shienaran soldiers, there was no need to wait for a ship. A riverboat was certainly the fastest way to travel—she remembered what she had heard of Salidar, now; a river town, or close by; a boat could take them right to it—yet a Shienaran escort would make their wagon just as safe, from Whitecloaks or bandits or followers of the Prophet. But much slower. And a lone wagon heading away from Samara with such an escort would certainly stand out. A signpost for Moghedien, or the Black Ajah. I will let the Blues deal with them, and that is that!
“What is wrong?” Ragan asked, and Uno added apologetically, “I shouldn’t have mentioned how Sakaru died.” Sakaru? That must have been after she stopped listening. “I don’t spend much time around fla—around ladies. I forget you have weak bell—I mean, uh, delicate stomachs.” If he did not stop tugging at that eye-patch he was going to find out how delicate her stomach was.
The number changed nothing. If two Shienarans were good, fifteen were wonderful. Her own private army. No need to worry about Whitecloaks or brigands or riots, or whether she had made a mistake about Galad. How many hams could fifteen men eat every day? A firm voice. “Right, then. Every night just after dark, one of you—one, mind!—will come here and ask for Nana. That’s the name I am known by.” She had no reason for the order, except to put them in the habit of doing what she told them. “Elayne goes by Morelin, but you ask for Nana. If you need coin, come to me, not Masema.” She had to suppress a wince as the words left her mouth. There was still gold in the wagon’s stove, but Luca had not demanded his hundred gold crowns yet, and he would. There was always the jewelry, if need be, though. She had to be sure they were weaned away from Masema. “Aside from that, none of you are to come near me, or the show.” Without that, they would likely set a guard, or some such idiocy. “Not unless a riverboat arrives. In that case, you come running on the instant. Do you understand me?”
“No,” Uno muttered. “Why do we flaming have to keep away—?” His head jerked back as her admonitory finger almost touched his nose.
“Do you remember what I said about your language?” She had to make herself give him a level look; that glaring red eye-patch made her stomach do flips. “Unless you do remember, you will learn why men in the Two Rivers have decent tongues in their mouths.”
She watched him turn that over in his mind. He did not know what her connection with the White Tower was, only that it existed. She might be an agent of the Tower, or Tower-trained. Or even Aes Sedai, though one not long to the shawl. And the threat was vague enough for him to put his own worst interpretation to it. She had known that technique long before hearing Juilin mention it to Elayne.
When it appeared the idea had taken hold—and before he could ask any questions—she lowered her hand. “You will stay away for the same reason Galad does. So as not to draw attention. For the rest, you will do it because I say so. If I must explain my every decision to you, I’ll have time for nothing else, so you must make the best of it.”
That was a suitably Aes Sedai comment. Besides, they had no choice if they intended to help her reach Rand, as they thought, which meant they had no choice. All in all, she was feeling quite satisfied with herself as she shooed them off back toward Samara and strode past the waiting crowd and under the sign bearing Valan Luca’s name.
To her surprise, there was an addition to the show.  No, not on her head. The woman was gripping some sort of wooden frame in her teeth and balancing on that. As Nynaeve watched, aghast, the peculiar acrobat lowered her hands to the platform for a moment while bending herself double, until she seemed to be sitting on her own head. Even that was not enough. Her legs curved down in front of her, then impossibly back up under her arms, whereupon she transferred the doves to the upturned soles of her feet, now the highest part of the contorted ball she had knotted herself into. The onlookers gasped and applauded, but the sight made Nynaeve shiver. It was all too good a reminder of what Moghedien had done to her.
That isn’t why I mean to hand her over to the Blues, she told herself. I just do not want to cause calamity again. That was true, but she was also afraid that the next time, she would not escape so easily or so lightly. She would not have admitted that to another soul. She did not like admitting it to herself.
Giving the contortionist one last puzzled glance—she could not begin to puzzle out what the woman had twisted herself into now—she turned away. And started as Elayne and Birgitte suddenly appeared at her side out of the milling crowd. Elayne had a cloak decently covering her white coat and breeches; Birgitte was all but flaunting her low-necked red gown. No, there was no “all but” to it. She stood even straighter than usual and had tossed back her braid to remove even its minimal covering. Nynaeve fingered the knot of her shawl at her waist, wishing every glance at Birgitte did not remind her how much she herself would be showing once the gray wool came off. The other woman’s quiver hung at her belt, and she carried the bow Luca had found for her. Surely the day was too late for her to go through with the shooting.
A glance at the sky told Nynaeve she was wrong. Despite everything that had happened, the sun still stood well above the horizon. Shadows stretched long, but not long enough to dissuade Birgitte, she suspected.
In an attempt to cover checking the sun, she nodded toward the woman in the gauzy trousers, who had now begun to twist herself into something that Nynaeve knew was impossible. While still balancing on her teeth. “Where did she come from?”
“Luca hired her,” Birgitte answered calmly. “He bought some leopards, as well. Her name is Muelin.”
If Birgitte was all self-possessed coolness, Elayne very nearly quivered with emotion. “Where did she come from?” she spluttered. “She came from a show that a mob nearly destroyed!”
“I heard about that,” Nynaeve said, “but that isn’t what is important. I—”
“Not important!” Elayne rolled her eyes to the heavens as if for guidance. “Did you also hear why? I don’t know whether it was Whitecloaks or this Prophet, but somebody whipped up that mob because they thought . . . ” She glanced around without slowing and lowered her voice; none of the crowd had stopped, but every passerby stared at two obvious performers standing. “ . . . that a woman in the show might wear a shawl.” She emphasized the last word significantly. “Fools to think she’d be with a traveling menagerie, but then, you and I are. And you go dashing into the city without a word to anyone.
Nynaeve was still gaping when Birgitte added, “Luca was upset, whatever the tale. He said . . . ” She cleared her throat and made her voice deep. “ ‘So she likes rough men, does she? Well, I can be as rough as a winter cob!’ And off he set, leading two lads with shoulders like s’Gandin quarrymen, to fetch you back. Thom Merrilin and Juilin Sandar went as well, in not much better temper. That did not improve Luca’s, but they were all so upset over you it left no room for anger at each other.”
For a moment Nynaeve stared in confusion. She liked rough men? What could he possibly mean by . . . ? Slowly it sank in, and she groaned. “Oh, that is just what I need.” And Thom and Juilin running around Samara. The Light knew what trouble they could get into.
“I still want to know what you thought you were doing,” Elayne said, “but we are wasting time here.”
Nynaeve let them start her off through the crowd, one to either side, but even with the news of Luca and the others, she felt satisfied with her day’s work. “We should be out of here in a day or two, with luck. If Galad doesn’t find us a boat, Masema will. It turns out he is the Prophet. You remember Masema, Elayne. That sour-faced Shienaran we saw—” Realizing that Elayne had stopped, Nynaeve paused for her to catch up again.
“Galad?” the younger woman said disbelievingly, forgetting to hold her cloak closed. “You saw—you spoke to Galad? And the Prophet? You must have, or how would they be trying to find a vessel? Did you have tea with them, or did you just meet them in a common room? Where the bald-headed man carried you, no doubt. Maybe the King of Ghealdan was there, too? Would you please convince me I am dreaming so I can wake up?”
“Get a grip on yourself,” Nynaeve said firmly. “It is a queen, now, not a king, and yes, she was. And he wasn’t bald; he had a topknot. The Shienaran, I mean. Not the Prophet. He’s as bald as—” She glared at Birgitte until the woman stopped snickering. The glower slipped a little when Nynaeve remembered who she was glowering at and what she had done to her, but if the woman had not smoothed her features, they might have found out whether she could bring herself to slap Birgitte cross-eyed. They began walking again, and she said as levelly as she could manage, “This is what happened. I saw Uno, one of the Shienarans who was at Falme, watching you highwalk, Elayne. He doesn’t think any better of the Daughter-Heir of Andor showing her legs than I do, by the way. In any case, Moiraine sent them here after Falme, but . . . ”
She related everything quickly as they made their way through the crowd, riding roughshod over Elayne’s increasingly incredulous exclamations, answering their questions in as few words as possible. Despite a quick interest in the shifts of the Ghealdanin throne, Elayne concentrated on exactly what Galad had said and why Nynaeve had been fool enough to approach the Prophet, whoever he was. That word—fool—popped up often enough to make Nynaeve keep a tight leash on her temper. She might doubt whether she could slap Birgitte, but Elayne had no such protection, Daughter-Heir or not. A few more repetitions, and the girl would discover it. Birgitte was more interested in Masema’s intentions on the one hand and the Shienarans on the other. It seemed she had encountered Borderlanders in previous lives, though their nations had had different names, and thought well of them by and large. She said little, really, but she appeared to approve of holding on to the Shienarans.
Nynaeve expected the news about Salidar to startle them, or excite them, or anything but what it did. Birgitte took it as matter-of-factly as if she had said they would eat supper with Thom and Juilin that night. Plainly she meant to go where Elayne did, and all else mattered little. Elayne looked doubtful. Doubtful!
“Are you certain? You have tried so hard to remember, and . . . Well, it seems awfully fortuitous that Galad should just happen to mention it to you.”
Nynaeve glowered. “Of course I am certain. Coincidences do happen. The Wheel weaves as the Wheel wills, as you may have heard. I remember now that he mentioned it in Sienda, too, but I was so concerned over you being concerned about him that I didn’t—” She cut off short.
They had arrived at a long narrow area near the north wall, marked off by ropes. At one end stood something like a segment of wooden fence, two paces wide and two tall.  A buzz rose as the three women appeared. Nynaeve would have stopped dead, but Birgitte had her by the arm, and it was walk or be dragged.
“I thought we were going to the wagon,” she said faintly. Busy with talking, she had paid too little attention to where they were going.
“Not unless you want to see me shoot in the dark,” Birgitte replied. She sounded all too willing to give it a try.
Nynaeve wished she could have made some other comment than a squeak. The bit of fence filled her vision as they progressed down the open space, to the exclusion of the onlookers. Even their increasing murmurs sounded distant. The fence looked a mile from where Birgitte would stand.
“Are you sure that he said he swore by . . . our mother?” Elayne demanded sourly. Acknowledging Galad as her brother even that far was unpleasant for her.
“What? Yes. I said so, didn’t I? Listen. If Luca is in the city, he would not know whether we did this or not until it was too late to . . . ” Nynaeve knew she was babbling, but she could not seem to stop her tongue. Somehow she had never realized how far a hundred paces really was. In the Two Rivers, grown men always shot targets at twice that. But then, none of those targets had ever been her. “I mean, it already is very late. The shadows . . . The glare . . . We really should do this in the morning. When the light is—”
“If he swore by her,” Elayne broke in as if she had not been listening, “then he will hold to it no matter what. He would sooner break an oath on his hope of salvation and rebirth than that. I think . . . no, I know we can trust him.” She did not sound as if she particularly liked it, though.
“The light is just fine,” Birgitte said, a hint of amusement in her calm voice. “I might try it blindfolded. This lot will want it to look difficult, I think.”
Nynaeve opened her mouth, but nothing came out. This time she would have settled for a squeak. Birgitte was only making a bad joke. She had to be joking.
They positioned her with her back against the rough wooden fence, and Elayne began tugging at the knot in the shawl as Birgitte turned back the way they had come, drawing an arrow from her quiver.
“You really did something foolish this time,” Elayne muttered. “We can trust Galad’s oath, I’m sure, but you could not know what he might do beforehand. And to approach the Prophet!” She jerked the shawl from Nynaeve’s shoulders roughly. “You could have had no idea whatsoever what he might do. You worried everybody and risked everything!”
“I know,” Nynaeve managed to get out. The sun was in her eyes; she could no longer see Birgitte at all. But Birgitte could see her. Of course she could. That was the important thing.
Elayne looked at her suspiciously. “You know?”
“I know I risked everything. I should have talked with you, asked you.  I should not be allowed outside without a keeper.” It all came in a breathless rush. Birgitte must be able to see her.
Suspicion became concern. “Are you all right? If you really do not want to do this . . . ”
The woman thought she was afraid. Nynaeve could not, would not, allow that. She forced a smile, hoped her eyes were not too wide. Her face felt tight. “Of course I want to. I’m looking forward to it, actually.”
Elayne gave her a dubious frown, but nodded at last. “You are sure about Salidar?”
She did not wait for an answer, but hurried off to one side, folding the shawl. For some reason, Nynaeve could not work up a proper indignation over the question, or Elayne not waiting. Her breath was coming so fast that she was dimly aware that she might come right out of the dress’s low neck, yet even that thought could not catch her. The sun filled her view; had she squinted, she might have been able to make out Birgitte after a fashion, but her eyes had a will of their own, increasingly widening.
There was nothing she could do now. It was a punishment for taking foolish risks. She could manage only the tiniest pique over being punished after working everything out so well. And Elayne did not even believe her about Salidar! She would have to take it stoically. She would—
Seemingly out of nowhere an arrow tchunked into the wood, vibrating against her right wrist, and stoic resolve broke with a low wail. It was all she could do to keep her knees straight. A second arrow brushed the other wrist, producing a slightly higher pitch to her yelp. She could as soon stop Birgitte’s shafts as silence herself. Arrow by arrow the yelps rose higher, and it seemed to her almost as if the crowd was cheering her cries. The louder she shrieked, the louder they cheered and applauded. By the time she was outlined from knees to head, the applause was thunderous. In truth, she felt some irritation at the finish, when the crowd all rushed to throng around Birgitte, leaving her standing there staring at the fletchings around her. Some still quivered. She still quivered.
Pushing away, she scurried off toward the wagons as quickly as she could before anyone noticed how much her legs were wobbling. Not that anyone was paying any attention to her. All she had done was stand there and pray Birgitte did not sneeze, or get an itch. And tomorrow she would have to go through it again. That or let Elayne—and worse, Birgitte—know she could not face it.
When Uno came that night asking after Nana, she told him in no uncertain terms to prod Masema as much as he dared and to find Galad and tell him he must find a boat quickly, whatever it required. Then she took to her bed without eating and tried to make herself believe that she could convince Elayne and Birgitte that she was too ill to stand against that wall. Only, she was all too certain they would know exactly what her illness was. That even Birgitte would likely be all sympathy just made it worse. One of those fool men had to find a riverboat!


A central goal of the Human Immunology Project Consortium (HIPC) is the identification of molecular “signatures” that correlate with the outcomes of vaccinations, adjuvants or natural infections in humans. These signatures result from the computational analysis of large-scale experimental data from high-throughput systems biology approaches coupled with detailed clinical phenotyping in well-characterized human cohorts.
As part of the highly collaborative HIPC-II “Signatures Project,” we have created the Immune Signatures Data Resource, a compendium of standardized systems vaccinology datasets. This data resource includes code to reproduce the processing and batch normalization starting from the underlying study data in ImmPort and the Gene Expression Omnibus (GEO). In addition, we provide codes to analyze these data to identify unique and common signatures, including those associated with differential antibody responses.


Installing Authentication Systems
How to deploy one of the five language packs included with DNN.
- Navigate to Admin > Advanced Settings > Advanced Configuration Settings.
- Select the Authentication Systems tab.
- Click the Deploy button beside the language to be installed.
- Complete Steps 3 onwards of the installation Wizard. See "Using the Install Extension Wizard"


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title: Water Data Services Overview
author:
display_name: Bert Granberg
email<EMAIL_ADDRESS>tags:
- overview
- water
categories: []
date: 2011-09-13 11:48:54 -0600
---
{% include table_overview.html name="Water Data Service" %}
| Aquifers |
map data |
UGRC |
Aquifers in Utah. |
| Diversion Points |
map data |
DNR Water Rights |
The Division of Water Rights maintains a Hosted Feature Layer of all the points of diversion in the state.
The data is generated daily from basic information in their tabular database.
For more information on this dataset click here.
|
| Drinking Water Protection Zones - Surface Water |
map data |
DEQ Drinking Water |
Drinking Water Source Protection Zones are maintained by the Utah Division of Drinking Water. For more information {% include contact.html
subject=page.title contact=site.data.contacts.protected_water text='contact ' %} |
| Drinking Water Protection Zones - Source Water |
map data |
DEQ Drinking Water |
Drinking Water Source Protection Zones are maintained by the Utah Division of Drinking Water. For more information {% include contact.html
subject=page.title contact=site.data.contacts.protected_water text='contact ' %} |
| Drinking Water Protection Zones - Groundwater |
map data |
DEQ Drinking Water |
Drinking Water Source Protection Zones are maintained by the Utah Division of Drinking Water. For more information {% include contact.html
subject=page.title contact=site.data.contacts.protected_water text='contact ' %} |
| Floodplains |
map data |
Utah Division of Emergency Management, FEMA |
Flood zones in Utah. |
| Great Salt Lake Resources |
miscellaneous |
UGRC |
Various resources related to the Great Salt Lake. |
| Historic Lake Bonneville |
map data |
UGRC |
The geographic extent of the Lake Bonneville shoreline. |
| Irrigation Company Service Areas |
map data |
Utah Division of Water Resources, Utah Department of Natural Resources |
Irrigation company service areas in the state of Utah and the Bear River basin. |
| Lakes, Rivers, Streams, & Springs |
map data |
UGRC |
Derived from the National Hydrography Database, this is the recommended data layer for depicting Utah's streams,
canals, washes, etc. |
| Retail Culinary Water
Suppliers |
GIS Data Layer |
Utah Division of Water Resources, Utah Department of Natural Resources |
This dataset attempts to represent the retail culinary water suppliers service area boundaries for the State of
Utah, with a small selection of suppliers in Idaho and Wyoming represented as well. |
| Secondary Water Systems |
GIS Data Layer |
Utah Division of Water Resources, Utah Department of Natural Resources |
This dataset represents the service areas for secondary water suppliers, these are non-potable water suppliers for mostly lawn and garden use. |
| Water Related Land Use |
map data |
UGRC |
Water related land use in Utah. Includes the types and extent of irrigated crops as well as information
concerning phreatophytes, wet/open water areas, dry land agriculture and residential/industrial areas. |
| Watersheds |
map data |
UGRC |
Utah watershed area boundaries. |
| Wetlands and Riparian Areas |
map data |
USFWS |
Wetland and riparian areas in Utah as delineated by the National Wetlands Inventory (NWI) and U.S. Fish and
Wildlife Service. |


Journaling was a valuable exercise for me which I have used in the past. It definitely helps to put on paper what I'm thinking and to then review it and put it into perspective. Its a good thing to do while having a coffee! When I ran out of things to write I usually write about what I have done that day and then that reminds me of things I can write more in depth about.
The concept that your emotions are not who you are is one which is seemingly obvious - emotions are not permanent so how can they be defined in a permanent manner. It is interesting then to recognise the words we use to describe our emotions. Perhaps this initial recognition is important to engaging in mindfulness.


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Source code for cup.thread
#!/usr/bin/env python
# -*- coding: utf-8 -*
# Copyright: [CUP] - See LICENSE for details.
# Author: Zhaominghao, Guannan Ma
"""
:description:
cup thread module
"""
__all__ = ['async_raise', 'CupThread', 'RWLock', 'thread_alive']
import threading
import time
import ctypes
import cup
[docs]def async_raise(tid, exctype):
"""
Raises an exception in the threads with id tid
:param tid:
thread id in python
:param exctype:
exception class, e.g. IOError
"""
return ctypes.pythonapi.PyThreadState_SetAsyncExc(
tid,
ctypes.py_object(exctype)
)
[docs]def thread_alive(obj):
"""
check if thread is alive. Py2 py3 compatible
:raise Exception:
if the obejct does not have attr obj.is_alive and obj.isAlive,
the lib will raise ValueError
"""
if hasattr(obj, 'is_alive'):
return obj.is_alive()
elif hasattr(obj, 'isAlive'):
return obj.isAlive()
else:
raise ValueError('obj is not a object instance of threading.Thread')
[docs]class CupThread(threading.Thread):
"""
CupThread is a sub-class inherited from threading.Thread;
.. HINT::
CupThread has 3 more methods:
1. raise_exc, to send a raise-exception signal to the thread,\
TRY to let the thread raise an exception.
2. get_my_tid, get thread id
3. terminate, to stop the thread
.. CAUTION::
Notice if a thread is busy running under kernel-sysmode, it may not
response to the signals! In other words, it may not raise any
exception/terminate even though cup has send a CupThread signal!
"""
[docs] def get_my_tid(self):
"""
return thread id
"""
if not thread_alive(self):
cup.log.warn('the thread is not active')
return None
# do we have it cached?
if hasattr(self, '_thread_id'):
# pylint: disable=E0203
return self._thread_id
# pylint: disable=W0212
# no, look for it in the _active dict
for tid, tobj in threading._active.items():
if tobj is self:
# pylint: disable=W0201
self._thread_id = tid
return tid
return None
[docs] def raise_exc(self, exctype):
"""
asynchrously send 'raise exception' signal to the thread.
:param exctype:
raise Exception, exctype type is class
:return:
return 1 on success. 0 otherwise.
"""
return async_raise(self.get_my_tid(), exctype)
[docs] def terminate(self, times=15):
"""
asynchrously terminate the thread.
Return True if the termination is successful or the thread is already
stopped. Return False, otherwise.
:times:
retry times until call for failure.
"""
cnt = 0
while thread_alive(self):
self.raise_exc(cup.err.ThreadTermException)
time.sleep(1)
cnt += 1
if cnt > times:
return False
return True
[docs]class RWLock(object):
"""
Read Write Lock is a typical lock type in computer world.
Code example:
::
from cup import thread
rwlock = thread.RWLock()
# can acquire read lock
rwlock.acquire_readlock()
# can acquire read lock again if there has not been WRITE locked
rwlock.acquire_readlock() # <-- this will succeed
# rwlock.acquire_writelock() # <--- this will hang if uncommented
rwlock.release_readlock()
rwlock.acquire_writelock()
# rwlock.acquire_readlock() # <--- this will hang if uncommented
rwlock.release_writelock()
"""
def __init__(self):
self._lock = threading.Lock()
self._cond = threading.Condition(self._lock)
self._rd_num = 0
self._wt_num = 0
[docs] def acquire_writelock(self, wait_time=None):
"""
Acquire write lock.
.. IMPORTANT::
If wait_time is not None and wait_time >=0,
cup will wait until wait_time passes. If the call timeouts and
cannot get the lock, will raise RuntimeError
"""
self._cond.acquire()
if self._wt_num > 0 or self._rd_num > 0:
try:
self._cond.wait(wait_time)
except RuntimeError as error:
raise RuntimeError(str(error))
self._wt_num += 1
self._cond.release()
[docs] def release_writelock(self):
"""
release write lock
"""
self._cond.acquire()
self._wt_num -= 1
if self._wt_num == 0:
self._cond.notify_all()
self._cond.release()
[docs] def acquire_readlock(self, wait_time=None):
"""
Acquire readlock.
:param wait_time:
same to wait_time for acquire_writelock
:raise:
RuntimeError if after wait_time, cup still can NOT getthe lock
"""
self._cond.acquire()
if self._wt_num > 0:
try:
self._cond.wait(wait_time)
except RuntimeError as error:
raise RuntimeError(error)
self._rd_num += 1
self._cond.release()
[docs] def release_readlock(self):
"""
release read lock
"""
self._cond.acquire()
self._rd_num -= 1
if self._rd_num == 0 and self._wt_num == 0:
self._cond.notify()
self._cond.release()
# vi:set tw=0 ts=4 sw=4 nowrap fdm=indent


constructor Create(Collection: TCollection); override;
Creates an instance of TBitmap32Item.
When creating bitmap items at run time, pass the corresponding TBitmap32Collection object as the parameter.
Alternatively, you may use TBitmap32Collection.Add method to create new bitmap items:
var
BitmapCollection: TBitmap32Collection;
B1, B2: TBitmap32Item;
begin
BitmapCollection := TBitmap32Collection.Create;
try
B1 := TBitmap32Item.Create(BitmapCollection);
B2 := BitmapCollection.Add;
// some operations with
B1, B2...
finally
BitmapCollection.Free;
end;
end;
Note, that it is not necessary to call the Free method for bitmap items, since they are owned by the collection.


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Part of my hobbies are graphic design, video and audio edition specializing in programms of Adobe Photoshop, Illustrator, Audition and Premier. Web design is part of my interest, obtaining basic knowledge in HTML 5, CSS, PHP, etc.
My mother language is Spanish and I speak other languages like italian, german and english, this lastone as school level.
Since July 2018 I had the opportunity to start a new career as web developer. In this first month I learned everything that I needed to start well in this career.
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Bank of Lisbon building to be demolished on Sunday following fatal 2018 fire
A Johannesburg building, in which a blaze claimed the lives of three firemen last year, will soon be no more.
The Gauteng provincial government says the Bank of Lisbon building will be imploded on Sunday.
The decision comes after a structural assessment on the building was conducted, following the fatal fire in September 2018.
The 31-storey building is situated at 37 Pixley ka Isaka Seme Street, in Johannesburg central.
"After an assessment was conducted by structural engineers, it was discovered that the fire caused severe damage to the slabs of the burnt floors and posed a threat of collapsing if left [unchecked]," infrastructure development department head, Bethuel Netshiswinzhe, said on Wednesday.
Netshiswinzhe said the department has contracted Jet Demolition (Pty) Ltd, as part of a competitive bidding process, to provide the implosion service.
"The contractor has completed pre-demolition works that includes among others decanting, salvaging, stripping of walls, ceilings and carpets, wrapping of the walls and demolition of basement floor slaps around the main structure core," he said.
He said the project and clearing of the site will be completed in March 2020.
No access to 'exclusion zone'
"Following that the site will be prepared for future building in order to meet the accommodation needs of GPG, plans that I will soon communicate."
The following streets will be affected by closures from Saturday:
- Diagonal & Helen Joseph;
- Albertina Sisulu & Ntemi Piliso;
- Commissioner & Pixley ka Isaka Seme; and
- Commissioner & Fraser
Netshiswinzhe said residents in the affected area will be able to access their residences through created pathways. However, no one will be allowed access into the exclusion zone, he said.
"The exclusion zone includes everything inside Diagonal, Pritchard, Simmonds and Commissioner streets. This includes buildings, rooftops, parking, streets and parks.
"SAPS will remove any persons or vehicles found in the exclusion zone. Residents will be evacuated at 06:30 on Sunday. They will be accommodated in Bank City for a duration of up to three hours," he said.
"Once the building has been imploded and cleared, residents will be allowed back. This should be able to happen at 09:30."
- Compiled by Jeanette Chabalala


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MDAL
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#include <mdal_esri_tin.hpp>
Public Member Functions | |
| Driver * | create () override |
| virtual std::unique_ptr< Mesh > | load (const std::string &uri, const std::string &meshName="") override |
| bool | canReadMesh (const std::string &uri) override |
| Public Member Functions inherited from MDAL::Driver | |
| Driver (const std::string &name, const std::string &longName, const std::string &filters, int capabilityFlags) | |
| std::string | name () const |
| std::string | longName () const |
| std::string | filters () const |
| bool | hasCapability (Capability capability) const |
| bool | hasWriteDatasetCapability (MDAL_DataLocation location) const |
| virtual std::string | writeDatasetOnFileSuffix () const |
| virtual std::string | saveMeshOnFileSuffix () const |
| virtual bool | canReadDatasets (const std::string &uri) |
| virtual int | faceVerticesMaximumCount () const |
| returns the maximum vertices per face | |
| virtual std::string | buildUri (const std::string &meshFile) |
| virtual void | load (const std::string &uri, Mesh *mesh) |
| virtual void | save (const std::string &fileName, const std::string &meshName, Mesh *mesh) |
| virtual void | createDatasetGroup (Mesh *mesh, const std::string &groupName, MDAL_DataLocation dataLocation, bool hasScalarData, const std::string &datasetGroupFile) |
| virtual void | createDataset (DatasetGroup *group, RelativeTimestamp time, const double *values, const int *active) |
| virtual void | createDataset (DatasetGroup *group, RelativeTimestamp time, const double *values, const int *verticalLevelCount, const double *verticalExtrusion) |
| virtual bool | persist (DatasetGroup *group) |
Structure of files https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Esri_TIN
thul.adf
file containing only int (big-endianness) first, list of superpoint indexes (infinity point to North, South East and West) used by ArcGIS but unused here This list finished with value -1 Then indexes of the outer boundary indexes or inner boundary indexes (holes) Those list are separated with value 0
tnxy.adf
vertices position X,Y : for each value 8 bytes : double with big-endianness
tnz.adf : z value of each vertices
vertices Z value: for each value 4 bytes : float with big endianness
tnod.adf : faces (triangles) of the TIN
indexes of the 3 vertices for each faces (int32 big-endianness)
tmsk.adf and tmsx.adf
files used to store information about masked faces. Those faces are not displayed
prj.adf
text file containing the WKT CRS


Preparation time
less than 30 mins
Cooking time
10 to 30 mins
Serves
Serves 4
Preheat the grill to the medium.
For the calypso chicken, place two teaspoons of the pepper sauce in a shallow non-metallic dish with the garlic, paprika, thyme, half the coriander, half a teaspoon of salt and two teaspoons of freshly ground black pepper.
Add the oil and stir until well combined.
Lightly slash each chicken breast and then rub in the pepper mixture until the chicken is well coated.
Arrange the chicken breasts on the grill rack and cook for 8-10 minutes on each side OR until the chicken is cooked all the way through and lightly charred on the outside.
Place the coconut cream and mango pieces in a pan and bring to the boil. Reduce the heat and simmer gently for about five minutes or until the mango is tender.
Add the remaining teaspoon of pepper sauce, one tablespoon of chopped coriander and the lime juice to the mango mixture.
Blend to a purée in a food processor or with a hand blender and season to taste with freshly ground black pepper. Transfer to a bowl.
For the rice and peas, fry the onion in the oil and butter over a medium heat for two minutes then add the garlic and chilli and fry for another two minutes.
Stir in the rice, thyme, and cinnamon stick (if using) until everything is well coated in the oil.
Pour in the kidney beans or peas, add the grated creamed coconut and stir until the coconut has dissolved and the mixture is creamy.
Stir in the hot water with half a teaspoon of salt, bring to the boil, cover and cook over a low heat for 25-30 minutes.
Remove from the heat and set aside, undisturbed, for five minutes. Remove the thyme and cinnamon and discard.
Season the rice and peas to taste with salt and freshly ground black pepper and serve with the chicken.


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Pacha was designed from the ground up to be a simple way to backup and manage software configuration files from single or multiple server instances across the network.
Written entirely in Python (although you shouldn’t care), Pacha’s approach is to easily deploy an instance and capture any changes via a version control, giving the System Administrator the ability to rollback and safe guard valid, working configurations and rebuild a host from those same configurations.
Pacha is the quechua word for Land.
Other configuration frameworks tell you this, but are written in a language like Ruby and require you to extend,modify or adapt this writing Ruby. We don’t! It doesn’t matter that Pacha is written in Python. You do not need to know Python to make any changes to the software you want to deploy.
One main configuration file to manage the package to be installed and one directory where you can place any number of executable shell scripts to extend and modify your deployment according to your needs.
Keep track of any changes done to a configuration file and rollback easily. We use Mercurial as our back-end but you do not need to manage it directly. Pacha can push changes immediately to any number of clients and get instant feedback.
Deploy Pacha as a client, server, or standalone version. Either way, you get an extremely light, low memory tool that can communicate with your configuration files almost instantly.
Forget about the “but this tool doesn’t do this”. We provide a full hook environment to plug in directly into Pacha so you can extend whatever need you have for your deployment.
Transferring system configuration files, even across a trusted private network is a security risk. Pacha tackles this problem using SSH as the transport protocol. Although this may add a slight complexity to the framework, we encourage security and think this is the best shot for dealing with critical data related to your systems.


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Yes: The man is tuning guitar by ear.
No: This is repairing, not tuning. Multiple tools including a drill can be seen.
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SERAP faults presidency on Sowore - The Nation Newspaper
by https://www.facebook.com/alao.h.joshuaOur Reporter
The Socio-Economic Rights and Accountability Project (SERAP) on Sunday faulted the presidency for comparing Omoyele Sowore and Olawale Bakare with Boko Haram militants.
SERAP said: “It is unacceptable to compare citizens who are also activists simply exercising their human rights including freedom of expression with militants who are killing our people and destroying property.”
Read Also: Timeline in Sowore’s arrest, detention
SERAP said what is happening to Sowore and Bakare shows clear attempts to further silence critics, activists and the media while the Federal Government continues to undermine the rule of law and the independence of the judiciary.
The group tweeted: “We condemn the statement today by @NigeriaGov issued by Garba Shehu, Senior Special Assistant (Media and Publicity) to President Muhammadu Buhari, which seems to Boko Haram militants. To be absolutely clear: Sowore and Bakare are not terrorists.”


Taylor Succinctly Shoots Down Mulvaney’s Argument At That Disastrous Presser
Last month at a train wreck press conference, acting White House Chief of Staff Mick Mulvaney attempted to shrug off evidence of the Trump administration trying to leverage military aid to force Ukraine to conduct an investigation into a conspiracy theory on the 2016 election that Trump routinely disseminates.
“We do that all the time with foreign policy,” Mulvaney said, when asked how that exchange could be interpreted as anything but a quid pro quo.
Mulvaney backtracked after the presser, putting out a statement claiming that the only reason that the U.S. withheld the money was concern that President Volodymyr Zelensky would not aggressively enough pursue his country’s widespread corruption.
During Wednesday’s public hearing, Ukraine diplomat Bill Taylor neatly poked a hole in Mulvaney’s “business as usual” defense.
Democrats’ staff attorney Daniel Goldman asked: “Ambassador Taylor, in your decade of military service and diplomatic service representing the United States around the world, have you ever seen another example of foreign aid conditioned on the personal or political interests of the President of the United States?
“No, Mr. Goldman. I have not,” Taylor responded.
Taylor is a career state department official who worked specifically as ambassador to Ukraine once before, from 2006 to 2009.