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SOUTH BEND, Ind. (AP) — Luke Harangody didn't let being in foul trouble against an athletic Georgetown team bother him. Neither did Notre Dame coach Mike Brey.
Harangody thought he would spend about 10 minutes on the bench when he picked up his fourth foul with 15:17 left and the 13th-ranked Fighting Irish up by six points.
Instead, he sat less than 4 minutes, then scored 10 points and grabbed five rebounds down the stretch to help Notre Dame beat the ninth-ranked Hoyas 73-67 on Monday night and end a five-game losing streak to Georgetown.
Brey said he didn't think for too long about putting Harangody, who finished with 31 points and 11 rebounds, back in.
"When you're an older player, a veteran player, my feeling is sometimes coaches sit guys with foul trouble too much. He's played a lot of basketball," Brey said. "I talked with him when I took him out. I told him, `I need you to be smart."'
Harangody, who had never scored more than 13 points in three previous games against Georgetown, scored Notre Dame's final 13 points of the first half to give the Irish an 11-point lead.
"He's the MVP of our league," Georgetown coach John Thompson III said of the reigning Big East player of the year. "He makes good decisions. He can score from many places on the court, and they surround him with guys who can make shots."
The Hoyas closed to 71-67 with 15 seconds left when Chris Wright scored inside, but Kyle McAlarney, who missed the front end of a 1-and-1 14 seconds earlier, made two free throws with 12 seconds left.
McAlarney, who was 1-of-5 from 3-point range in a loss Saturday at St. John's, was 5-of-11 from 3-point range Monday night, finishing with 17 points. Tory Jackson added 10 points and seven assists.
Freshman Greg Monroe led Georgetown (10-3, 1-2) with 21 points and 10 rebounds. Wright added 13 points and DaJuan Summers finished with 11, his second-lowest point total this season.
Notre Dame (11-3, 2-1) extended the nation's longest home winning streak to 44 games, including 19 in the conference, one shy of the Big East record set by Pittsburgh in 2004.
Brey said the Irish are more confident playing at home.
"They really believe in this building. This has been a great advantage for us. It's been therapy for us on the road," he said. "Come on home and get well."
The Hoyas were one of only two Big East teams the Irish hadn't beaten during that streak. They also haven't beaten Rutgers, which visits the Joyce Center on Feb. 25.
Thompson said the Hoyas simply didn't play well enough to win.
"This is an unforgiving league, so we have to do it every night in every aspect of the game," he said.
He wouldn't use the excuse of having to open the Big East season against Connecticut, Pittsburgh and the Irish–three of the league's record nine ranked teams–as a reason for the Hoyas' struggles and two-game losing streak.
"Yes, it was a difficult stretch with two road games and a quick turnaround here. But so what?" he said. "It's the Big East."


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LG's just announced the G Flex 2 here at CES, and we had a chance to go hands-on with the company's next curvy smartphone. First, though, let's get the technical bits out in front.
The G Flex 2 is one of the first officially announced phones from a major manufacturer to have a Snapdragon 810 processor, an octa-core chip in ARM's BIG.little arrangement, with 4 high-power cores offering speed when you need it, and four lower-power cores suited for standby tasks and other low-overhead operations. What's interesting about this chip is that it's something of a steppingstone - instead of using a proprietary Qualcomm CPU core, it's using an ARM reference design. There's been speculation that Qualcomm is pushing these 64-bit ARMv8 chips in order to appease marketers eager to advertise 64-bit devices (read: beat Apple), and that the next generation of Qualcomm cores may yet be a ways off. Still, this chip is an on-paper speed demon. LG's 810 appears clocked at 2.0GHz, which doesn't sound high, but the ARMv8 instruction set should provide substantial performance increases in certain areas like encryption.
Aside from the processor, the G Flex 2 has an Adreno 430 GPU. That may not seem a huge jump over the Adrena 420 in the Snapdragon 805, don't let the modest numerical disparity fool you - this is the first truly high-end Adreno 400 series GPU Qualcomm has released. With a staggering 288 shader cores (versus just 128 on the 805's Adreno 420, and 256 on NVIDIA's just-announced Tegra X1), the Adreno 430 supports native 4K encode (capture) and decode, including with external displays. Like the 810's CPU, the Adreno 430 is also fabricated using a 20nm process, making it more efficient. The 810 also provides more LTE speed, at up to 300Mbps with carrier aggregation.
I'll say that while the G Flex 2 seemed perfectly quick in the time I had with it, it by no means blew me away from a performance perspective. Granted, these phones were running very early software, so it's not really prudent to cast judgment on it from that perspective at this point. It didn't seem slow by any means, so that much I can attest to.
The display on the G Flex 2 is, quite surprisingly, smaller than the original G Flex, at 5.5". That's a reduction of half an inch - something I never though I'd see from a smartphone manufacturer in a world of ever-growing devices. Still, it's nice to see LG is listening to consumer and other critical feedback - I did find the original G Flex to be a bit on the large side. The resolution has seen a bump to 1080p, and as far as my eyes could tell, the "noisy" cardboard-like quality to the display seems greatly diminished, if not entirely eliminated.
I did notice that on the engineering units we were allowed to use that the brightness didn't actually appear to change below 30% or so on the slider. This comes off slightly suspicious to me, because the original G Flex's display noise was by far most prominent at low brightness levels. It may simply have been a bug on these early units, though - I cannot say with any certainty.
The display news doesn't end there, though, as LG has somehow managed to improve on the scratch and shock resistance of Corning's Gorilla Glass 3 with its own chemical treatment process. LG claims the G Flex 2's glass should be around 20% more resistant to shock and scratches than normal Gorilla Glass 3, and I can only assume that this is achieved through a blend of witchcraft and mad science.
The self-healing back saw an update, too, and now heals in most temperatures within 3 seconds of being scratched, rather than the 1-2 minutes on the previous phone. I tested it with a butter knife (LG encouraged us!) and accidentally cut through the coating down to the hard plastic. That scratch, understandably, did not heal.
See: scratch, at left
Getting back to the size, the reduced dimensions of the G Flex 2 make it much easier to hold, I would place it well-within my phone size comfort zone, especially with its narrow vertical bezels. It really is nice to see a phone that shrinks instead of grows year over year, and I personally think 5.5" is just around my personal "sweet spot" for a smartphone. The curvature of the G Flex 2 also makes it a bit easier to handle than a traditional flat phone, in my opinion.
Rounding off the hardware specs, we've got a 3000mAh [non-removable] battery, 13MP camera (same sensor as the G3) with laser auto-focus, OIS+, and dual-flash. 2GB or 3GB of RAM will be found in the G Flex 2 depending on whether you opt for the 16GB or 32GB model, though LG has generally not sold 16GB models of its high-end devices in the US in recent years. The camera should come as great news, as the one on the G3 has generally been a consumer favorite, in spite of its aggressive noise reduction in low light, and I have to agree - LG's laser auto-focus seems almost unbeatable.
Getting to the software, the G Flex 2 runs Android 5.0.1, and a mildly refreshed version of LG's software layer sits atop it. Quick controls in the notification bar are still present, as are most of the visual and functional flourishes found on LG's previous phones like the G3. One feature I would have liked to have a bit more time with is the new Quick Glance, which allows you to simply pull down from the top of the display while it's off to see the time along with your notification bar. I can't say this seems as convenient as ambient / active display, but I can see the appeal nonetheless.
One interesting thing LG announced about the Flex 2's software was in regard to Android Wear. The G Flex 2 will add Wear mini-apps for a number of LG system apps, though we were not provided a full list or really even many example functions. Still, after pairing the engineering unit with my G Watch R, I found three options for voice commands in Wear using LG apps - start a run, start a bike ride, and take a note (in QNote+). This makes LG the first Android OEM, to my knowledge, to start building Wear support into its own system applications. Whether this will be a welcome new trend or simply another way to push bloat, though, probably comes down to personal opinion.
So, when can you get a Flex 2 of your very own? We don't know! LG isn't announcing pricing or availability at CES, though we got an assurance that we'll be seeing some time in the first half of the year, though based on what we heard, LG is definitely shooting for sooner rather than later in that window. As to cost, expect to pay a "premium" over a device like the G3, but LG wasn't getting any more specific than that. Oh, and it comes in silver and flamenco red.

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Nissan's 370Z coupe is unlikely to be succeeded by a new model following the same format.
The manufacturer's senior vice president and chief creative officer, Shiro Nakamura, says the traditional Z-car recipe is overdue for a shakeup.
"[The 370Z] is a very expensive car," he says.
"Therefore we have to make a revolution, a repositioning. I don't think we have a future of $60,000 and 3.7-litre engine, it's very expensive not only in price but in running costs."
Nakamura says that although the next GT-R will be closely related to the current model, "the Z is a different story".
"The GT-R is more evolution. I feel Z needs more revolution than evolution," he says.
"[After] 350Z, 370Z I don't think the next one will be 390Z. It's not growing, it's already big enough. "I don't think we should go any higher, maybe go backwards.
"We haven't decided anything about the next-generation Z, whether it should be larger or have more power.
"We need to take another pass."
Just as there was a gestation period separating the 1990s Nissan 300ZX with its millennial 350Z successor, Nakamura says there could be a gap between the death of the current-generation 370Z and its eventual replacement.
The brand has a history of offering three tiers of performance coupe such as the four-cylinder 200SX, six-cylinder 350Z and the turbocharged Skyline GT-R that were sold concurrently in Japan.
But the Japanese executive says Nissan will limit itself to just two sports cars in the future, the GT-R and a more affordable cousin that may challenge the heritage of its six-cylinder, 2+2 Z-cars.
Cheaper, four-cylinder models are under consideration, and could emerge as a Toyota 86 rival in a similar vein to Nissan's Datsun 1600-inspired IDX Concept.
"We are trying to do a couple of new alternatives for next-generation Z," he says.
"IDX, that could be a next-generation Z, that's one of the options.
"IDX is so much supported by you guys, but financially the decision is a separate story.
"I think the Toyota 86 is a good car, almost like the original 240Z.
"The original 240Z is not really a pure sports car, it's more like... lifestyle, and trendy."
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SANTA CLARA, California--The Clinton White House chief spokesman on Internet commerce came to Silicon Valley today to reiterate the administration's position that no special taxes or trade duties should be applied to Internet transactions.
"Commerce on the Internet is one of the most important areas for accelerating U.S. exports and the growth of the American economy," Ira Magaziner told a conference here on Internet tax issues. "If we could set the right environment for electronic commerce, it may be the best thing we could do to boost trade in the next five to ten years."
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The administration is trying to head off moves in 12 other countries, as well as in several U.S. states and cities, to tax Internet transactions or usage.
Magaziner's statements were echoed in Tallahassee, Florida, today. A task force appointed by the state governor recommended that access to the Internet remained untaxed. The task force suggested that any existing state and local taxes on the telecommunications industry be replaced with a single, unified tax levied on all telephone, cellular, and cable television providers--but not Internet access providers.
Both the Florida task force and Magaziner believe that market forces, not regulators, should govern the Net's burgeoning economy. Today's comments were music to the ears of industry leaders who worry that the government will interfere with the growth of the Internet, either out of a desire to regulate a new communications medium or to create a new source of taxes.
Magaziner said the government could play a role in supporting testbeds and research and development, but that the government's only real goal should be to help grow the Net and e-commerce.
"The Internet should be a contract-based medium, not a regulated industry," said Magaziner. He said the government's should create a stable economic environment where commerce can flourish. "We are not going to interfere with the essentially free nature of the Internet. We want to be able to preserve the Internet in its somewhat anarchic nature," said Magaziner.
While Magaziner is viewed as a top official in the Clinton White House, his views differ from those of some other branches of the government. For example, he opposes federal efforts to censor Internet content even though the Department of Justice is defending the Communications Decency Act right now in the federal courts.
Magaziner is also associated with a policy camp that believes the government should lift all regulatory controls on encryption technology, a camp that is opposed by law enforcement agencies including the FBI.
But Magaziner is in charge of one important item on Clinton's second-term policy goal list: encouraging the growth of e-commerce.
The administration's views on electronic commerce are outlined in a draft position paper now posted on the Net to solicit public comments. The final version of the paper is due in March.
Magaziner hinted today at some of the paper's conclusions. He said the administration believes the Internet's major economic impact will come from soft goods--software, entertainment products, information, and consulting services--which are easier to deliver over the Net, as opposed to hard goods that must still be mailed the old-fashioned way.
"There tremendous opportunities for growth in products delivered by the Net," Magaziner said.
Internationally, the administration is already working with the Organization for Economic Cooperation and Development to get industrialized nations to agree on Internet tax and tariff policies.
The federal government would like to discourage states and localities from adopting Internet taxes. But if they do, Magaziner urged them to implement uniform codes so companies don't have to deal with different tax rules for different jurisdictions.
He indicated that the administration will initially try to persuade states towards this position rather than pushing for a federal preemption of local taxes.
That same carrot-instead-of-stick approach characterizes all of the White House's involvement in this issue. Magaziner also said that federal regulators should monitor developments in the electronic payments field rather than to jump in with regulations. "It's too early in the process for government to think about regulation," he said.
And while his role at the White House specifically involves e-commerce, Magaziner also counseled a hands-off stance around Internet standards, rejecting suggestions from other countries that governments should dictate technology standards. "We think that would be folly and highly unwise. We think the market, not government agreements, should determine what wins out. We see no harm in different standards in the market."
Similarly, he urged "market-based approaches" to online privacy protection, an approach being pushed by eTrust.
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Context: SL32 Series III, firmware 2.0.15934 (latest), iOS phones running Q-Mix.
Problem: I can get 1 stable/happy/working Q-Mix connection into the desk - ok so far. Adding a 2nd working connection is hit and miss - more miss than hit - I think I've seen it working only once, most of the time. IF it connects, the 2nd device can see the metering OK on the phone, but adjusting faders on the phone does nothing. I have never been able to get 3 simultaneous Q-Mix connects.
I want to reach 5 concurrent/stable/happy/working connects. Anyone have any ideas?
SwitchBack wroteI think the two key variables here are the router and the ether. You need a good router, and reasonably free WiFi bands to work with.
Thanks for the reply.
This isn't a concert hall in a busy convention centre
The router is in the same small room as the band (practice room), with no internet connection. It's dedicated to the configuration, with only the SL32 connected (cat6) and attempting to connect the iPhones. The practice room is in a house in the country, with no other detectable WIFI networks in range.
One thing I will try is moving the router outside of the equipment rack, but I'm finding it hard to understand why signal would be a problem from 15 feet / 5 metres away.
PreSonus QMix®-UC 3.0, Mar 28, 2019: Support for StudioLive Series III S mixers
There were several problems with a mismatch of firmware and software versions. If you are running firmware v2.0.15934 on your mixer, the iPhones MUST use the above mentioned version of QMix-UC. In this case everybody must use the same version of QMix.
wahlerstudios wrotePreSonus QMix®-UC 3.0, Mar 28, 2019: Support for StudioLive Series III S mixers
Thanks, iOS and Android are usually good at pushing all updates out to devices, but I'll check.
(That raises the other question about coordinating the timing of all matched updates to all devices in an ecosystem. I postpone firmware updates to the console so that I don't update right before a gig and potentially brick the console, but I have no control over updates to any auto-push devices in our PreSonus networked ecosystem. That's a question for a different thread one day).
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i have to tell you, big festivals are really no way to enjoy bands, music, beer, food, soil, water or casual sex. maybe i am just old but i find myself staring at the damn video screens instead of the stage, i just cannot connect to the bands. spoiled by a youth of booking bands, playing in a band, eating with bands, and generally being bored with bands before being blown away by bands who were literally sharing my sweat, spit and spite the whole festival thing ultimately leaves me a little cold. not that i don't appreciate the whole overpriced flea market appeal of it all but $10 Sierra Nevada's and taco truck lines sure ain't for old punks. give me a draft, a chair and a band i've never heard of within throwing distance, in a room of a couple dozen enthusiastic know-it-alls and i'd be more tickled…you know, just how we used to see The Black Keys. i'm guessing, inside, the boys in the band feel the same way.
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Why not... history shows Renault can and do perform well... even best of all!
Their financial input should also be lower than Merc, Ferrari or possibly even RedBull.
They should get hit the least with new financial restrictions.
As long as they get their donkey up to par with the competition.
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Rubens was not number2 for any other reason than his lack of speed vs MS, same for Bottas vs Lewis, same for Webber vs. Vettel or any other example.
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Two days ago, the "culture jammers" known as the Yes Men pulled off a stunt that requires some knowledge the PR business by uploading a bogus press release, and staging a press conference posing as the U.S. Chamber of Commerce.
The strategy was two-fold: to capitalize on the Chamber's vulnerable position in the media and shame them in to reversing their position on climate change legislation, and to promote their recently released movie The Yes Men Fix the World.
However, Yes Men's Mike Bonanno didn't fare as well against Dylan Ratigan on MSNBC in a regular interview. Ratigan occupies pro-corporation with regulation position, "we all work for corporations." Bonanno made his points, and fell back on the group's most powerful case study in punking the media: impersonating a Dow Chemical spokesman on BBC World News in 2004 to apologize for the Bhopal disaster. He made the sad point that Dow's stock tanked that day, as investors realized the corporation would face considerable costs associated with reparations.


text: Event Review: Minimal Effort All Hallow's Eve Reid DouglasThursday, November 2, 2017Deep HouseReviewsTech-House0 Comments Last weekend our friends at Minimal Effort once again put Los Angeles back on the map as an international landmark for underground dance music. Set at the Enox events center, an industrial warehouse complex on the outskirts of downtown, Minimal effort used the space to create an underground dance heaven. Minimal Effort brought Claptone's world-renowned stage production "The Masquerade" stacked with top talent such as MK, Amanie Edge & Dance, and Brodinski to name a few. These artists brought the life to the party, playing anything from disco-house to nasty break-beats. The Masquerade stage production was minimal but effective, equipped with a massive disco ball and the ever-so-mesmerizing Claptone mask right above the DJ booth. Last year we had the opportunity to to interview Claptone just after his Coachella 2016 debut, and we couldn't have been more excited to see him headline Minimal Effort last Saturday. You can check out our interview with Claptone here. The Masquerade served as a highlight for many attendees, however the outdoor "Dead Garden" stage really brought the spooky, Halloween vibes to life. This open-air industrial space, fully equipped with bone-shattering funktion-one sound, enabled a new dimension to warehouse parties. Raves in the warehouse district are almost always illegal, so they must be held in spaces that attract limited attention and sound pollution, resulting in sweaty, claustrophobic areas. However, with Minimal Effort's permit from the county, they were able to host an enchanting ambiance under the night sky. Highlights from the Dead Garden included LA's very own Eagles & Butterflies, Damian Lazarus, and "All Day I Dream" label boss Lee Burridge. These artists and many more brought the eclectic sounds off deep and dark techno and tech-house. Almost every weekend you can find a space similar to the one chosen by Minimal Effort in the LA warehouse district. However, what separates Minimal Effort from small, underground promoters is the production and value of the event. At Minimal Effort, there were a great deal of security, police, and medical services making sure everyone was safely having fun. In my opinion, these people were not out to bust anyone, rather a reassurance that if anyone needed help, they would have someone to turn to. Amenities like these are certainly taken for granted, especially in comparison to the many 'illegal' parties thrown in the warehouse district, where the security would hardly bat an eye for your safety. For the past three years, Minimal Effort has continued to reel in top talent for their infamous New Years Party. Set in an undisclosed location near downtown, Minimal Effort NYE will rock the city of LA into the new year with artists like Justin Martin and DJ Tennis, to name a few. Unfortunately, trying to throw a "warehouse" party of this caliber came with many repercussions. By 11:00 PM, the county sheriff ordered the doors to close on hundreds of ticket-holding attendee's because they deemed the event at capacity. In a statement from Minimal Effort's Facebook page, they claim the event was not at capacity and they had no choice but to close the gates, or shut the entire event down. Refunds have been made to everyone who was negatively affected by this and will also receive a free ticket to Minimal Effort's New Year's Eve event. Should Minimal Effort be the one to blame for the unfortunate circumstances? Absolutely not. They went through the measures necessary to make this event both legal and run smoothly. Unfortunately, the Los Angeles Police Department thought otherwise, ruining one of the most vibrant weekends of the year for many and severely hurting the Minimal Effort brand. We cannot praise Minimal Effort enough for pushing in a direction to further legitimize the infamous, and now fleeting LA warehouse scene. The events that happened this Saturday are unfortunate, but should serve as a reminder as to why this scene hosts 'illegal' events in the first place. When going to an event like this, one hopes to escape the routines and binds of everyday life and seek clairvoyance from the calculated freedom that a proper dance floor seems to grant. There's something about losing yourself in a dark, industrial warehouse to the heart-piercing sounds of house and techno that makes me feel alive. This is where the underground lives and breathes. This is where it is most alive. Instead of legitimizing an underground experience for your attendee's with bottle service and VIP areas, it may be time to take the route many promoters in the underground scene have forced to do and let the event be handled in your own hands rather than the hands city officials. Minimal Effort is the most professionally recognized underground dance music production company in the city of Los Angeles. They are legitimizing a space that no other promoter has intended to do. These hiccups should serve as major learning experiences and we are more than confident they will bounce back this coming New Years and show the city of LA how vibrant the underground scene really is.


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You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are stayed on You, because they trust in You. Isaiah 26:3
I must be odd. Either that or God's infinite peace is becoming a greater reality for me. I keep seeing how many of God's people have been put into a panic over the current administration's policies…should we be concerned…yes…panicked? No.
While on Facebook I was reading a post by a woman (of which I've seen several times as well as online) who grew up in Austria during the 1930's-40's when Hitler invaded. He came across as trying to help the Austrian people, causing them to depend solely upon the government, turning the educational system into an indoctrination and sporting event, and many other things that caused Austria to grow further under his thumb and under a dictatorship. The woman retelling her life story was warning America. She drew direct parallels to what is happening now. For many reading it added fuel to their panic fire…oddly for me I felt comforted. God took care of the situation then and He will now. It doesn't matter what our circumstances around us look like, doesn't matter at all. Either God is faithful or He isn't. God is either for us or He isn't. If you think He isn't…then I think you may not understand the height, width and depth of His love.
Ecclesiastes 1:9 says this, "…there is nothing new under the sun." Therefore all this has happened before and God took care of it then. I find that comforting, not placing me in a position of complacency or apathy, but in a place where I go before God in confidence not in panic.
Our action should not be one of panic, but instead of seeking Him and acting from there.
After all…
"What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun." Ecclesiastes 1:9
Any time panic, fear or worry in your life tries to set in -say to yourself "God has got this."


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ATM raider in Dutch death crash was no Al Pacino'
PUBLISHED: 12:13 26 November 2009 | UPDATED: 17:22 25 August 2010
EXCLUSIVE ONE of the Britons killed in a high-speed car chase escaping police in The Netherlands after a raid on a cash machine had aspirations to work in a bank when he left school, the Times can reveal.
ONE of the Britons killed in a high-speed car chase escaping police in The Netherlands after a raid on a cash machine had aspirations to work in a bank when he left school, the Times can reveal.
Shortlands resident Aaron Cloud, 25, a former pupil at Colfe's School in Lee, allegedly blew up a supermarket ATM with a gang of four Liverpool men in the town of Driel, near Arnhem on November 14.
He and two others died in a crash when their getaway car overturned while pursued by police.
Two more remain under arrest in hospital, with one fighting for his life.
In his Colfe's 2000 to 2001 yearbook Mr Cloud stated that he saw himself "hopefully working in a bank" in the future and that his ambition was "to do well in life and always have a few quid in my pocket".
His motto for life was "luck is where planning meets opportunity" and declared the greatest love of his life as "myself". Mr Cloud transferred to Colfe's in Year 10 after attending The Ravens Wood School in Oakley Road, Bromley.
He is thought to have moved to Chislehurst in recent years.
School friends described him as a "jock" who attained decent A Level grades and was fairly popular at school.
One, who wanted to remain anonymous, said: "All his old classmates are shocked. Nobody believed it could be true at first. There were rumours he'd gotten into drug dealing since school but we had no idea he'd rob a bank. It's really sad.
"A lot of people were picked on by him but he wasn't exactly the Colfe's Al Pacino."
Another source said: "He wasn't a bad person but maybe he just took the wrong path. His sister is six months pregnant and his girlfriend lived in Liverpool.
"Although he was involved in this, he wasn't horrible - just misled maybe. He was lovely looking too. His family are devastated."
CCTV footage from the incident shows a masked gang of five using explosives to blow up the ATM before making off with thousands of euros.
Officers chased the getaway car but lost sight of it.
However, just 20 minutes after the heist, Dutch police received a call telling them that a car had overturned on a road at Maarsbergen, near Utrecht.
Mr Cloud, who was a keen rugby player and a member of the Old Colfeians club, died at the scene.
Dutch police are still investigating the incident, which also resulted in the death of 21-year-old dad-of-one Michael Bellis and his friend Ben O'Brien, 27, both from Liverpool.
Officers found bundles of cash covered in security dye from capsules which exploded when the bank machine did.
A spokesperson for Colfe's School said: "Aaron was a pupil here and left the upper sixth form in 2001. We are very sorry that he has died in such regrettable circumstances."
A spokesperson for the Foreign Commonwealth Office, who confirmed Mr Cloud as one of the deceased, said: "Five British Nationals were involved in a road traffic accident on November, 14, 2009 near the town of Driel.
"We can confirm the death of three British Nationals and the hospitalisation of two British Nationals. The local police are investigating the incident. We are providing consular assistance to those involved."
Mr Cloud was not known to Bromley police, the Met or Merseyside police.
Arnhem police officer Paul Koatsier said: "It is very remarkable that we have five people coming from Britain to do this here.
"In the seven years that I have been here I have never heard of this kind of thing before.
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England pay the price for failing to invest in youth development
Johan Cruyff has set a debate raging in the Netherlands over whether Foppe de Haan, the grand old man of Dutch football, has betrayed a nation's integrity. The Under-21 coach has switched from the 4-3-3 formation that underpinned the inception of the total football pioneered by Cruyff and Co a generation ago to – shock, horror – 4-4-2 during the European Under-21 Championship.
"You always have to listen to Johan Cruyff," De Haan, who is also the Netherlands' head of youth development, said. "But Johan Cruyff is not always right."
Just as England, fine-tuning a 4-3-3 shape in preparation for the tournament out of which they stumbled on Wednesday in a remarkable semi-final shoot-out, finally thought they had caught up with the Continent, they find


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I've been reading blogs that comment on the recent St. Louis power outages, posts from bloggers such as Evan Schaeffer's Legal Underground and Dennis Kennedy (Please send electricity). "We're now on day 5 (or day 4, I guess, depending on how you count) without electricity in St. Louis after the freak thunderstorm last week."
Do you have a plan? A simple one for a day or two? A more complex one? I can tell you the story about a Florida law firm that in advance of Hurricane Ivan did this ... covered servers with a plastic bag in case of water damage, then came back after the storm and found that the roof had caved in and destroyed them all.
For folks in St. Louis, I am sure they thought that a thunderstorm would not render the city helpless. For others planning is a two or three day matter if Hurricane warnings go up.
Most have plans, but do you have at least a basic fall back plan when the power is out for a day or two? It's a pain the ass to deal with, and it's worse when it comes upon you with little warning. I went through it once, and vowed to limit the pain when it came around again.
Get a Generator: I have a generator, a Honda XP4400E that costs about $400. It can take care of the house and essential items like a fridge. It costs less than two nights at the Ritz Carlton, where we stayed during a past, city wide outage.
My tailgating generator also is a backup for home or work, a Honda EU1000i (used). I keep a five gallon gas can in storage as well. The total cost for the two generators was less than $1,500. To me the XP4400E ($400) was a no brainer.
Expecting a power outage I bought matchlight charcoal (20 pounds of it) and an extra propane tank. Total cost is under $50 for both. I've had to resort to one or the other just a handful of times, once when an unprepared neighbor came over asking for the extra propane.
Are you prepared for even a a two day power outage?


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What is wrong with me?? Oh, sure, I've dabbled in social sites like Delicious, primarily using them for social bookmarking. But it wasn't until a few weeks ago I joined Reddit.
Not that I wasn't familiar with the network, I was, I just hadn't jumped in. If you, like me, had heard of Reddit, but have no idea how it works, it's pretty simple. People submit stories, photos (primarily through its sister site, Imgur) and links. Ones that are cool get upvoted, and ones that are not so cool get downvoted. The ones with the most upvotes rise to the front page of Reddit, getting them even more exposure. You can also comment on any post in Reddit as well, and give your opinion, or argue your point.
Reddit is broken down into thousands of sub-Reddits. There is literally a sub-Reddit for any topic you can possibly think of. Animals being Bros? Yup, there's a sub-reddit for that. Additionally, Reddit is probably most famous for its AMAs (Ask Me Anything).
So… as a blogger, how can this help you? Well, let me tell you a story.
A few weeks back, I was obsessively checking my Google Analytics (as you do), and noticed a tiny percentage of my social media acquisition traffic was coming from Reddit. I thought that was interesting, because I didn't belong to Reddit, and I'd never posted there. In other words, Reddit is not part of my blog marketing plan. So, just for curiosity, I decided to join. I read a ton of articles online so that I wouldn't do something stupid, and then I slowly dipped my big toe in the Reddit waters.
Now, for this particular example, I'm going to use my food blog. over at Cooking By Laptop, I post quite a few recipes that are vegan. I joined a subreddit called Vegan Recipes, and began posting to it–not even my own content at first. Other people's vegan recipes that I thought were cool. I began interacting with and answering questions people were posting in that forum, and upvoting other people's content.
Basically, I jumped in and became a team player. Only then, after a few days of doing that, did I post a link to one of my own recipes. Let me show you a couple of charts.
See those spikes in traffic? Those were days I posted to Reddit. There were days when it doubled, tripled, or quadrupled my average daily traffic.
Two weeks ago, Reddit didn't even register as an option on this chart of my social media acquisition traffic, and it's now the #1 source of social traffic to my site.
Crazy, right? I've never seen anything like this.
So, I'm understandably pretty excited about this, and I imagine you are too. But before you all run off and get Reddit accounts, you need to slow your roll.
Reddit is very, very high maintenance. I cannot emphasize this enough. You have to proceed very carefully. They will shoot you down for the tiniest thing. Over the past couple of weeks, I've posted a couple of links I didn't think were spammy or self-promoting, but they were taking down for being so. Be careful. You don't want to get banned.
Here are some best practices when it comes to Reddit:
- Join it as a social network and put some time in. Search out subreddits that excite you and join them. Comment on people's stuff, upvote things. In other words, do the work. Participate. Show up. You'll also begin to work on your score, which will help to make you look like not such a newbie.
- Start to post some interesting posts or links, but not yours. When you post for the first time to a subreddit, the moderators are pretty suspicious about people who are posting for the first time. When you start to post, make sure you are posting (relevant) content from a variety of different sources. Basically, be a part of the community.
- Write interesting headlines. You have quite a bit of space to write your headline, it's what will attract people to click the link. Make it count. Have a sense of humour. Here's an example of one I posted:
- After a while, you can start to slowly integrate your own links into what you're posting. One article I read said to post 9 other articles to Reddit for every one of yours. Make sure your content in relevant to the subreddit you're posting in.
- Beware the hug of death. Reddit has been known to break websites! They even have a name for it: The Reddit Hug of Death. So go slowly, don't rush.
Here are a bunch of other articles about this for you for further reading.
- Reddit Marketing: this is maybe the best article I read on this topic.
- The Marketer's Guide to Reddit
- Cracking Reddit: How to Get Thousands of Visitors to Your Campaign with Reddit Marketing
- How to Get Massive Traffic from Reddit to Your Website
I'd love to hear if you're on Reddit, and if you have seen an increase in traffic since you have been on it? Let me know in the comments below.


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A senior official from the United Nations refugee agency says he is worried the security problems in Chechnya may be spilling over into nearby areas of Russia.
The director of the agency's European regional bureau, Raymond Hall, said on a visit to Moscow that he had heard reports of Chechen civilians disappearing from the Russian region of Ingushetia. Ingushetia borders the breakaway republic of Chechnya and is home to many Chechen refugees who fled the fighting there.
Mr. Hall said he was told of 10 cases of men disappearing after they had been arrested and detained by security officials in Ingushetia. The UNHCR official said he received the reports from various non-governmental organizations working in Ingushetia while he was on a recent tour through the North Caucasus to assess the refugee situation.
Mr. Hall said he was not able to verify the reports, but said he passed the information along to Russian officials during meetings in Moscow. "It seems to me that it is in nobody's interest that problems of insecurity and problems of human security spreading from Chechnya into Ingushetia; that's in nobody's interest," he said.
Human rights officials say thousands of civilians have been unjustly arrested and are sometimes tortured or killed while Russian officials turn a blind eye. They say this has long been a problem in Chechnya, but officials of human rights group say they think the problem now is spreading into neighboring Ingushetia.
Russian officials have acknowledged that innocent civilians have been detained in the anti-terrorist operation in Chechnya. But they insist these are isolated instances and that Moscow is putting a stop to it.
Since 1999, Russia has been waging a war against separatists in the breakaway republic of Chechnya. Moscow says they have the situation under control but Russian soldiers, Chechen fighters and civilians die almost daily as fighting continues.
UNHCR says there are about 150,000 people living in Ingushetia who fled Chechnya when fighting started three years ago.
About 65 percent of the Chechen refugees in Ingushetia live with Ingush families. The rest live in tent camps or abandoned buildings.
Mr. Hall said the strain of caring for Chechen refugees for three years has begun to take its toll on many Ingush families. Many Chechen families are being evicted and are forced to find housing elsewhere.


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From the recording The Long Night
Hic locus est ubi mors gaudet succurrere vitae. The words are often found in morgues, as a way of saying the that the dead help the living learn their secrets, we can likely assume the means is forensic investigation and deduction, but I suppose necromancy wouldn't be off the mark either…. Regardless, as it applies to the fourth track from The Long Night, Death Rejoices To Succor The Living, the term carries a more generalized meaning… all things live by the death of another. We all survive and thrive because of the consumption of matter, living or dead…. whether you eat animals, plants, or tofu, whatever it is you're eating once consisted. or still does consist, of living cells, and to continue in this existence we must consume such things. We are remarkably evolved to feed off of both life and death, but feed we must.
Our choice of matter which we consume and the manner of that consumption are generally driven by necessity and availability. When only bread and water are available, there is no choice beyond choosing to live. Doesn't matter if you're a strict no-carb Atkins diet zealot and simply go into seizures when presented with a loaf of freshly baked bread, if you choose to live, bread is a better choice than nothing. I'm not picking on bread, love bread in fact… Just an illustration.
Some of the dead and dying things that rejoice to succor the living might be rejoicing because as they are consumed, so their seed is passed on to the consumer, sometimes quite directly, and thus they, their species, survives… sometimes these seeds end up far from the source, carried to new places by the consuming host, deposited with little thought and almost no effort beyond normal bodily functions. Immobile species like certain trees might end up covering a wide area even though they do not move simply because another, let's say, highly mobile creature finds their fruits to be tasty morsels…. These mobile creatures leave behind their feces filled with seeds from the fruit that was eaten, thereby increasing the range of the fruit bearing trees, and that in turn provides more food for more creatures to consume, carry, defecate, and continue spreading seeds.
Other species that may not directly consume the fruit might enjoy the taste of the fruit eaters and eat them…. Yet other species don't directly consume either fruit or fruit eaters (nor eat the eaters of the fruit eaters….) but find edible fungi in the cool dry shade of the fruit trees which now spreads far and wide, steadily increasing the territory of the fungi eaters and due to a strange toxic chemical in the feces of the fungi eater, all the eaters of the fruit eaters catch a virus and die, which causes overpopulation among the fruit eaters, and they run out of fruit to eat. Out of necessity the fruit eaters eat the leaves from the fruit trees, and the fruit trees die, and soon the fruit eaters die as well…. eventually the trees fall and the shade goes away and the fungi dies as do the fungi eaters. Thus the fungi killed itself and everything else in this particular eco system.
The whole point of this happy story of life is to impress that all of us, whether seed or consumer, fungi or fruit, are interdependent on everything else…. What we eat, what we discard, things we ignore out of choice or ignorance, all of it is connected and all can have dramatic impacts on much larger systems. Similar forces caused humans to evolve for instance, and I'll categorize that as a good thing… And the same processes caused ticks to evolve, and ticks just suck (though I understand wild turkey find ticks quite tasty…). There's probably not much point in attempting to stop or to too closely regulate anything to keep it from changing too much, nor in creating a utopia of mango groves, as things will change whether we try and stop it or not, whether they are good or not. However, we can pay attention, and we can find a new place with fruit trees that are far from fungi, or maybe we can learn to eat the fungi, once sautéed with onions, habaneros, and smothered in ghee….
And so, after much rumination, Death Rejoices To Succor The Living, was born as an ode to the processes, an expression of invitation, an explanation of the essence of being but one small part in myriad systems, the majority of which I'm generally oblivious to…. but just because I'm not aware, or worse that I choose not to be aware, does not mean the connections and interdependencies cease to be, far from it…. the consequences of consumption are quite an apt metaphor for Death Rejoices To Succor The Living.


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Whenever the word "evangelical" appears in the media, you can be almost certain that it will be synonymous with "conservative" or even "right wing." And while that equation is often true, there are welcome signs that it is changing.
Last fall, the National Association of Evangelicals issued a document resulting from a several-year-long process. "For the Health of the Nation: An Evangelical Call to Civic Responsibility" begins with a strong "basis for Christian civic engagement" and then sets forth principles for evangelical engagement in specific areas of public policy.
Ron Sider of Evangelicals for Social Action, co-chair of the project, says, "The declaration calls evangelicals to a biblically balanced concern that reflects the full range of Gods concerns for the well-being of marriage, the family, the sanctity of human life, justice for the poor, care for creation, peace, freedom, and racial justice. No longer dare one accuse evangelicals of being one-issue voters focused exclusively on one or two issues."
The "care for creation" is what has drawn the most attention. While groups such as the Evangelical Environmental Network have for years been raising the biblical case for protecting the environment, for the NAE to join adds major credibility to the call. In a section titled "We labor to protect Gods creation," the NAE asserts:


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PeopleClick Merges with Authoria
Bedford Funding, a White Plains, NY-based private equity fund, has purchased PeopleClick, a Raleigh, NC-based maker of software for employee recruitment and human resources management, for $100 million, and, according to a press announcement released yesterday, and plans to merge it with Waltham, MA-based rival Authoria, which it purchased last year for $63 million. The combined company, to be called Peopleclick Authoria and led by Bedford managing partner Charles Jones, will count nearly 60 of the Fortune 100 among its clients, according to the announcement. Waltham, MA-based Charles River Ventures was among Peopleclick's original investors, according to a report in Dow Jones VentureWire.


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Family of missing ex-FBI agent Robert Levinson blasts White House, Iran after prisoner swap
As the U.S. prisoners freed in a swap with Iran return to their homes, the family of Robert Levinson is expressing their sadness and frustration that the Obama administration hasn't, to them, made finding the missing former FBI agent a priority.
One of Levinson's sons called the suggestion of Iran's cooperation "nonsense" and his daughter, Sarah, said in an op-ed written for CNN, "Iran's promise to continue cooperating is not enough. The official version is that no one knows where my father is being held and by whom. But my family believes Iran knows exactly where my father is and that our government is aware of this."
Levinson's wife, Christine, also expressed dismay that no one from the White House informed them of the prisoner swap before it was announced publicly and that Levinson was not part of the deal. "I thought after nine years that they would have enough respect for our family to at least tell us in advance that this is happening," she told ABC News. "It was devastating."
In an interview this week with CNN, Secretary of State John Kerry said, "The Iranians have agreed to continue to try to help us find the whereabouts. Whatever may or may not have happened to Bob Levinson, we are going to continue that effort."
Levinson's FBI background
Levinson's extensive background with the FBI as well as ties to CIA contribute to the mystery. He spent the mid-1970's as an agent with the Drug Enforcement Agency before transferring to the FBI in 1978.
At the FBI, Levinson was an expert on organized crime, tracking both the Five Families of the Italian mafia and, later, Russian organized crime in Miami.
In 1998, Levinson retired from the FBI and went to work as a private investigator.
Mysterious disappearance
In March 2007, Levinson went missing after a trip to Iran's Kish Island. Reports at the time indicate that Levinson was working for a consulting firm, though, in an interview with CNN just months after his disappearance, his wife admitted she had no idea why he had traveled to Kish.
Dawud Salahuddin, an American-born man who served as an assassin for Iran, told Time that he was the last person to have seen Levinson.
In 2010, Levinson's family received a "proof of life" video in which Levinson said, "I need the help of the United States government to answer the requests of the group that has held me for three-and-a-half years. And please help me get home. Thirty-three years of service to the United States deserves something."
And in 2011, Levinson's family received photos of Bob, showing him bearded in an orange jumpsuit and holding signs with messages in broken English, one of them even claiming that Levinson was being held in Guantanamo.
Levinson and two other Americans — Amir Hekmati and Saeed Abedini, both part of Sunday's prisoner swap — were the subject of conversation during the historic 2013 phone call between President Barack Obama and Iranian president Hassan Rouhani.
Businessman or American Spy?
Nearly seven years after Levinson went missing, the story exploded when the Associated Press and the Washington Post reported that, at the time he went missing, Levinson was serving as a CIA contractor.
According to the Washington Post, by 2006, a friend had brought Levinson onboard at the CIA, writing reports for the agency as well as collecting and passing on data on numerous topics including Venezuela's then-president Hugo Chavez and Iran's nuclear program.
Levinson hopscotched the globe. He went to Turkey and Canada, among other countries, to interview potential sources, sometimes using a fake name. But CIA station chiefs in those countries were never notified of Levinson's activities overseas even though the agency reimbursed him for his travel, a violation of the rules.
The New York Times also published their own thorough report, detailing the same exploits.
The revelation resulted in a shake-up at the CIA with 10 employees disciplined and three others fired.
The U.S. government, however, has continued to be opaque on Levinson's status and whereabouts, denying the reports when originally published — insisting he was a private investigator looking into a cigarette smuggling case — and criticized the press for potentially putting Levinson in danger.
The White House has also continued to suggest he may not even be in Iran even as the Levinson family continues to call on Iran to cooperate with the ongoing search for him. As far back as 2011, then-Secretary of State Hillary Clinton suggested Levinson was being held in Southeast Asia. More recently, on Monday, Kerry said, "We don't have evidence as to where he is."
White House Press Secretary Josh Earnest echoed this during Wednesday's White House press briefing.
"We have reason to believe he is no longer in Iran," says @PressSec on missing American (and CIA contractor) Robert Levinson.
— Byron Tau (@ByronTau) January 19, 2016


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Naomi Watts and Sasha's school run!
Posted by Alisa on Tuesday, May 21, 2013 / Comments: (0)
Actress Naomi Watts was spotted taking son Sasha,5, to school in NYC on Friday (May 17).
Lourdes Leon's fast food run!
Lourdes,16, daughter of pop singer Madonna, was spotted indulging on some fast food in NYC on Monday (May 20).
Channing Tatum's movie date!
Actor Channing Tatum was spotted with a very pregnant wife Jenna Dewan-Tatum going to the theater in London on Monday (May 20).
Halle Berry's lovely lady!
Actress Halle Berry was spotted picking up her beautiful daughter Nahla,5, from school and they going shopping in Malibu,CA on Monday (May 20). Halle is currently engaged to French Actor Oliver Martinez, the couple announced in April that she was three months pregnant and expecting a boy!
Sienna Miller's a hands on Mama!
Stunning Actress Sienna Miller was spotted towing daughter Marlowe, 10 months, up the stairs in a pram in NYC on Monday (May 20th). The starlet was later seen taking a stroll with fiance Tom Sturridge.
City school run!
Sex in the City star Sarah Jessica Parker and her actor hubby Matthew Broderick were spotted taking their kids James,10, and twins Tabitha and Marion,3, in NYC on Tuesday (May 21).
Bruce Willis's beautiful baby!
Actor Bruce Willis was spotted going for a stroll with his beautiful wife Emma Hemming and their daughter Mabel in NYC on Monday (May 20).


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Seven Days Until Night: Day 4
By TurtleBoy
Day 4
Caesar woke up in the kitchen, staring into the fridge. The only thing he could see was the light from the refrigerator and a package of raw meat he was holding in his hands.
Caesar jumped back and dropped the meat as if he were holding road kill. His stomach was still growling, but he felt much better than he did earlier, and that horrified him even more than suddenly waking up in the kitchen. Had he been eating raw meat?
He was afraid to find out the answer, but even more alarmed by the sudden time lapse. Only moments ago he was in his room next to Alex on the floor, and now it was the middle of the night and he was getting a snack in the kitchen… one that he hoped didn't include raw meat.
As much as the sudden circumstances were bothering him his stomach was still grumbling, so Caesar assembled a cheese and dill pickle sandwich before going back to his room. While he ate his sandwich, he let his mind wander, and it kept wandering back toward Alex's window.
Alex's room was dimly lit, which probably meant that Alex had fallen asleep with the TV on. He thought about earlier that day, when time seemed to stand still. The feeling it had given him was now freaking him out. The things that had run through his mind were far worse than what he actually did. The moustache was an afterthought. Had he done what he wanted, even thinking back on it now, Caesar couldn't live with himself. And yet that was all he could think about.
It would have been perfect. Alex would never have known what he had done. No harm done, not really. Was it really so bad? The more Caesar thought about, the less sure he felt.
Caesar looked at the sandwich that he had been eating. It wasn't helping. It was like flavoured air. It still tasted good, but it was making him feel even hungrier than before. It didn't make any sense.
Without a second thought, Caesar tossed the sandwich on the floor and jumped out of bed. Before he knew what he was doing, he found himself standing in front of his window, staring across at Alex's room.
His stomach growled again. He was so hungry it hurt.
Caesar pushed open the window and climbed up onto the windowsill. He wasn't sure why or what his intentions were, but he couldn't control it. He needed something, and whatever that something was, he was sure that it was with Alex.
Then something unexpected happened. Even more unexpected than waking up in front of the fridge. Caesar jumped from his window. The very same window that was on the second storey of his home. The window that was 20 feet away from ground and at least that distance to Alex's bedroom. But the next thing he knew, his hands had gripped against the flashing of Alex's windowsill and he was pulling himself up.
He was perched on the outer-side of a windowsill. Caesar couldn't believe it. There was no way this was possible. It seemed even less likely than the fact that he may have, somehow, stopped time.
But then, before he was even able to stop arguing with himself over the impossible, he opened the window and stepped inside. Alex was sleeping in his bed. His covers were tangled around his legs, and the flicker of the TV screen helped to illuminate the entire room. Caesar could see him clearly. He looked so peaceful. So innocent. So beautiful.
Caesar stepped closer to him to get a closer look. He still wasn't sure why he was in Alex's room, but that didn't seem to matter. Now that he was here, he wanted to see him. To watch him sleep and smell his scent, but as he looked down at him it didn't seem like enough. His skin just seemed so soft that he needed to touch it, to feel what Alex felt like.
So he reached out his hand. His fingers extending toward Alex's face so slowly that Caesar began to wonder if time was messing with him again. The back of his middle and index fingers touched against Alex's cheek, and he gently slid them along his jawline until he reached Alex's lips. The moustache he had drawn earlier was gone but Caesar still snickered at the thought of what he had done.
For a moment, he considered doing it again. He never did get to see Alex's face when he saw himself in the mirror. But it was thoughts like that one that Caesar needed to avoid. Those thoughts, however innocent, would lead to somewhere dangerous.
Even still, Caesar couldn't take his eyes off of Alex. He wondered if he was sleeping in his underwear again, or if that was something he didn't usually do, which is when Caesar realised what he was doing. His hand had moved from Alex's lip and was now gripped to top of his blanket.
Caesar wanted to stop, to let go, but he couldn't. It was like something else, something deep inside of him, had taken control of his body and was making him watch.
And so that's what he did. He watched as his hand slowly peeled the blanket downward, revealing Alex's bare chest and then stomach. Caesar wanted to look away, to try and force himself to stop, but it was no use. Whatever was inside him was too strong. So strong that he was powerless to resist any longer, and he tore the blanket right off of Alex's body in a single, forceful tug.
Alex was sleeping in his underwear. They were black boxer-briefs. Caesar had his answer, and now Alex was awake.
"Caesar?!" Alex jumped up from his bed in a fright. "What are you doing here?" he asked and then reached around for the light switch, but as soon as he turned back around Caesar was already gone.
He was in the grass, right below Alex's window. Or, at least, he was a moment ago. He was running too fast to keep track of what he was doing. He could only manage to make out a few things here and there, like a lamp post, a mail box, bushes, sidewalks and a door.
Suddenly it was dark. The door had disappeared and now he was climbing up a set of stairs. The place smelled strange. It even sounded strange, like a slow-beating drum. Several of them, in fact. All strumming at a different pace.
It was then that Caesar saw a bed, where someone was sleeping. It wasn't a big bed, though. Not like Alex's. The beat was getting louder. It almost sounded like a…
The next thing Caesar knew, he was at home in his bed, staring up at the ceiling. The sun was blaring through the window with radioactive beams that hurt his eyes and may actually be giving him a sunburn just by lying there in his bed. All that aside, Caesar felt wonderful. Better than wonderful, actually. He felt like he had just downed a cup of coffee filled with sugar, but without those annoying jitters that made it hard to concentrate.
Caesar rolled out of bed and walked over to his window. Alex's curtains were closed, which Caesar found disappointing, and kind of strange. They were always open. At least they had been since he moved in a few days ago.
Just as Caesar turned away from the window, he noticed a half-eaten sandwich on the floor. That's when it hit him. Last night had felt like a dream, but the sandwich, now stale on the floor, was real. That had to mean that everything else was, too, didn't it?
It couldn't have been real. If it was, then he had most likely eaten raw meat, jumped from his window to Alex's, gone inside his home and… that other house. The one that he didn't recognize. Had that been real as well? Had he broken in to someone's house and attacked them in the night?
There was no way. It must have been a dream. The sandwich may have been real, but that only confirms that he had been sleep walking again. The rest could have easily been in his head. It had to be.
Caesar had to clear his head, so he grabbed some clean clothes and headed for the shower. As soon as the hot water hit his face he felt better, just like he did when he had first woken up. Caesar hadn't realized how cold he must have been before he had gotten in because, for whatever reason, the hot, steamy water felt really good. It was like curling up under a thick, plush comforter and a cold winter night, and Caesar couldn't get enough. In fact, he wanted more, so he turned down the cold water. For a brief moment it felt even better than before, but by the time he had finished washing his hair, the water was already beginning to cool off. So he turned the cold water off completely.
Steam filled the room and condensation turned into tiny streams of water as it built up on the wall's tiles. Caesar could feel the heat absorb into his skin and cause every nerve in his body to shiver with delight. Everything tingled, all over. Every tiny bead of water that hit his skin felt as if it were a deep tissue massage.
Caesar leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. Flashes of Alexander kept finding their way into his thoughts. His dark, natural curls and bright smile, and his thin frame and soft looking skin. Suddenly, in his mind, he was holding Alex. Touching him all over. Sliding his hands down his back and right down his shorts. For a brief moment, a fraction of a second, it felt real. Caesar could have sworn it was happening right then and there, and in that exact moment his entire body became tense. His stomach twisted and tingled and his knees felt weak and nearly buckled as the sensation concentrated, narrowed deeper into his centre, and surged through his groin.
His entire body became weak and he slid down into the shower's tub and turned off the water. He couldn't take it anymore. His nerves were overly sensitive and his mind was racing with thousands of incredible thoughts.
They were all about Alex. Caesar couldn't think about anything else. Not about moving or sorting or ghost-pires. Just Alex. He wished so badly for what had just played out in his mind to be real, or at least have the potential to become real in the future. It would make everything that had been happening worth it.
However, the more Caesar thought about it, the less likely such a reality felt. In fact, as he repeated the events of his mind, only a few seconds ago, he began to feel different about it. He knew it didn't make sense, but seemed that he had taken advantage of Alex in some way, despite the fact that it had only been in his mind.
Caesar had to stop thinking. He was ruining the best masturbation session he had ever had. He hadn't even touched himself. It just happened. He should just smile and move on, but his thoughts had transformed so quickly that he couldn't control it; couldn't make himself stop.
Caesar got out of the shower, dried off and got dressed. He had to distract himself, so as soon as he was out of the bathroom he threw on his shoes and ran out the front door. He didn't even say anything to his parents. How could he? He didn't want to see anyone. Didn't want to talk or think or even exist in the same world as anyone else. He just needed to be alone.
But that didn't work out. Not even for a second. As soon as he stepped outside, Alex was standing out in the street kicking around a ball.
"Hey Caesar, what's up?" he asked with a smile. "Want to play some ball?"
Caesar stared at Alex for a moment, wanting to just run away without saying a word, but he couldn't. Not to Alex. "Um, actually, I was going to check out the area."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah," Caesar rubbed at the back of neck. The sun was really hot. "I've already been here like four days and still don't know where anything is," he explained. "Wanna show me around?"
"Yeah sure." Alex kicked his ball into his yard. "But I should warn you, there's not much to see."
"Isn't the river close to here? I bet we could see Detroit. How is that not exciting? It's a whole other country right across the pond!"
"Actually, no, not really. The river's way on the other side of the city. We're closer to the airport, and even that's a half hour walk away."
"Hmm, well that sucks," decided Caesar. "Then what's around worth looking at?"
"Well, there's a mall about 15 minutes away, and a Walmart, of course."
Caesar thought for a second. He really didn't feel like going to a mall or anywhere that had a lot of people. Not today. "Maybe we can just walk around and see where we end up?"
Alex shrugged. "I don't mind," he said as he and Caesar started walking down the street.
The two were quiet. Caesar wasn't sure what to say, and apparently neither did Alex. Caesar had thought that being outside would make it easier for them to talk, but the change in setting seemed to do the exact opposite. The silence was driving him insane, though. He needed to know if last night had actually happened, and if he had, in fact, snuck into Alex's room in the middle of the night.
But just as the two turned the corner, they were stopped by a bright band of yellow tape that seemed to extend the entire block.
"Whoa, what the hell happened?" asked Alex, but no one was around to answer him.
Caesar's throat became dry and coarse and his insides felt as if they had bunched up into a tiny little ball right in the centre of his chest. "Oh god…"
"What?" Alex looked over at Caesar. "What's wrong?"
"It was a dream," Caesar began to follow the yellow tape across the street to try and see more. "This can't be real."
"What is?" Alex ran up beside Caesar. "What's going on?"
Without looking at Alex, Caesar shook his head. "I don't know what's happening," he said in almost a whisper, and then he turned his head to head to look Alex in the eye. "Was I in your room last night?"
"I need to know, Alex. Was I?"
"I don't know," Alex bit as his lip nervously. "Maybe. It was dark, I couldn't tell. Someone was definitely there. Freaked me out, too."
Caesar couldn't control it. A tear rolled down his cheek and fell from his chin. "I'm scared, Alex."
"Why? Because you were sleep walking again?"
"No," Caesar shook his head. "Because I think this was me."
"What?" Alex glanced down the street. "This?" he pointed toward a police car parked in front of a house. "How could you have done that?"
"I don't know. Probably the same way I got inside your room last night."
"Seriously? Sneaking into my room at night is one thing, but do you really think you could have done that? Really? That?!" Alex pointed back over toward the house. "Look at it. The door's busted right off. You can see it—look—right there in the yard. It's busted up. There's no way you could have done that."
"Right," Caesar turned around. "Just like there's no way that you could have been possessed by a ghost, or that time could have stopped so that I could draw a moustache on your face."
"That's different."
"How?" Caesar could feel himself getting mad. Even his skin felt like it was boiling with anger. "How is that any different?"
"Ghosts can't leave the house."
"I got into your house, didn't I?"
"Well I don't know. That was probably because my house is so close. But this? This house is more than a block away. There's just no way…"
"You're right. There's no way that it's a ghost." Caesar started rubbing at his arms. They felt like they were burning. "It was me. You know it was me."
"Holy shit." Alex grabbed Caesar's hands and looked at his arms. "What's wrong with you?"
"I don't know," Caesar admitted, staring down at his arms as he felt himself start to panic. "But it's really starting to hurt."
"Damn, look! You're starting to blister!" Alex let go of Caesar and moved to the side. "We better get you back home. Maybe even to the hospital. This isn't normal…"
Just as Caesar was about to start walking home, his legs gave out of him and he collapsed to the ground. "Oh god!" he cried out. "It's burning!"
Alex didn't know what to do. Part of him wanted to run and fetch his parents, but he didn't want leave Caesar alone either. "Shit, Caesar… Get up. Come on!"
"I can't," Caesar mumbled as he rolled onto his side.
"You have to!" Alex grabbed Caesar by the arm and forcefully tugged him, hoping that it would encourage him to get up. "You're too heavy, Caesar. I can't carry you." Alex dropped down to his knees and wrapped Caesar's arm around his shoulders. "Come on, Caesar," he said with a grunt as he tried with all his might to get Caesar and himself up off the ground.
By the time he had managed to carry them halfway upright, he felt Caesar's weight lessen as Caesar's legs straightened out to support his own weight.
"There you go," he said in relief. "We can do this."
The two slowly hobbled down the street, each step nearly sending them right back to the ground, until they made it about halfway back. It happened out of nowhere.
Caesar let go of Alex and stood up on his own. There was a strange sound, almost like the sizzling of a lit fuse, and as Alex turned his head to see what it was, he nearly fell to the ground himself.
Caesar's skin had stopped blistering. Instead, a strange glowing ring, like a heated metal coil travelled around his wounds, getting smaller and smaller until they finally disappeared. What was left was nothing short of a miracle. There was nothing. No burns or blisters, just Caesar, exactly the way he was before.
"What the hell?!" Alex couldn't decide if he wanted to run away screaming or move in closer for a better look. "Did that just happen? What just happened?!"
Caesar looked down at his arms, turning his hands from one side to the other. "I… I don't know."
"Jesus-Murphy-Christ, Caesar! What the hell?!"
"I don't know," Caesar repeated, then stared up at the sky. It was clouding over, covering up the sun, and getting dark quick. "It looks like it's going to rain."
Alex looked up at the sky, toward the sun, and then something clicked. "Holy shit," he said in a hushed voice. "It is a vampire. Caesar, it's you. You're a freaken vampire!"
"What?" Caesar scoffed. "No way."
"Really?" Alex grabbed Caesar's arms again. "Look? You healed as soon as the sun disappeared, and I'd bet that it was the sun that did that to you, too."
"You're nuts," Caesar turned away. "That can't be it."
"That is it, though. It's the only explanation. It answers everything."
"I'm not a vampire."
"Then what?"
"Last I checked, vampires can't stop time."
"How do you know? Have you ever met a vampire?"
"Course not."
"Exactly! That's because they stop time whenever they're about to get caught."
Caesar looked down at his arms again. They appeared normal. Seemed to be the same arms as they were everyday, only now they gave him the creeps. "Well whatever's happening, I should probably get back inside before something messed up happens again."
"You mean in case the sun comes back out!" Alex said anxiously. "Or you'll turn to ash."
Caesar started walking back toward his house. "I'm not a vampire."
"Are too."
"Cut it out."
Alex skipped his way to Caesar's side. "Admit it. You know it's the truth."
"There's nothing to admit. It was dermatitis or something."
"No," Alex stopped in front of Caesar. "It was the beginning of spontaneous combustion. You were turning to ash."
Caesar rolled his eyes and cut around Alex, leaving him at the end of the driveway in front of his house. "Well?" Caesar turned back around. "You coming in, or what?"
Alex grinned and ran to meet Caesar at his door. As soon as they were inside they ran right up the stairs to avoid any questions from Caesar's parents and locked themselves in Caesar's room.
"So," Alex flopped on Caesar's bed. "Where shall we start?"
"What do you mean?" asked Caesar as he kicked off his shoes and laid down next Alex.
"Testing you, of course. There's tons of ways to find out if you're a vampire or not."
"Like what?"
Alex pushed himself upright and laid his head on Caesar's chest.
"What are you doing?"
"Shh!" Alex hissed. "Listening for a heartbeat."
"Well I'm not dead!"
Alex frowned and moved away. "You're right. You're definitely not dead. Your ticker's ticking."
Caesar waited for Alex to suggest something else, but he remained silent. "So?" Caesar sat up. "What's next?"
Alex gave a disappointed shrug. "Dunno, that's pretty much it. Vampires don't have heartbeats, so you're definitely not a vampire."
"Humour me then. What's next?"
"I thought you weren't even into this," said Alex, trying to figure out what Caesar was up to.
"I may not think I'm a vampire, but there's definitely something going on. And since all we have to go on right now is your vampire testing, we might as well go with that," Caesar explained. "So what's next?"
"All right," Alex jumped up from the bed. "Reflection. Vampires don't' have reflections."
Caesar shook his head and pointed at his reflection in the TV. "What's up next?"
"That doesn't count. It needs to be a mirror."
"Okay," Caesar got up and followed Alex into the washroom, where the two stared at each other's reflections in the mirror.
"Damn…" Alex exited the washroom and went right back to Caesar's bedroom. "Holy water!"
"Huh?" asked Caesar as he caught up with Alex. "Where are we going to get holy water?"
"Good point," realized Alex. "Okay then, do you have garlic?"
"Ugh, I really hope not."
Alex sat down on the bed again. "Fine, we'll save that for later. What about a cross? Silver? Anything like that?"
"Umm, well my mom probably has some silver cutlery or something, but I'm not sure about a cross. My family's not all that religious. And I doubt we'll be able to get our hands on my mom's silver without her freaking out."
"Fangs!" Alex jumped up from the bed again and rushed over to Caesar. "Open your mouth!"
"What? No way," Caesar tried to back away as Alex's fingers grabbed for his lips.
"Come on," Alex struggled to keep his fingers on Caesar's face, as Caesar kept backing up and shaking his head from side to side each time he felt Alex's touch. "Just a quick look. Smile or something."
"No," Caesar giggled and stepped back again, just as the back of his leg wedged against the side of the bed and caused him to fall back onto the mattress.
Alex didn't waste any time and jumped on top of Caesar, pinning his arms down with his knees and sitting on his stomach. "Jeez, Caesar, it'll only take a second…"
"Goot yur hingers oot oof eye outh!" Caesar mumbled as Alex's fingers lifted his up lip and his weight shifted so that he was lying right on top of him.
Alex moved his face as close as he could to Caesar's mouth, examining his gums as thoroughly as possible. "Well," he said while sliding the tip of his index finger along Caesar's gums. "There doesn't appear to be any sign of fangs."
"No kidding…"
"But…" Alex wiggled around on top of Caesar. "There does seem to be something else," he said and pressed his weight down against Caesar's hips. "Is… that, uh, what I think it is?" Alex bounced his hips twice. "You know… there?"
As soon as Caesar realized what Alex was talking about, he wanted to die. He couldn't help it. Alex's body was so warm and he was on top of him and wouldn't stop moving around and… "Oh god…" Caesar said in almost a whimper. He could feel his face redden and stomach knot itself into a little ball, which is exactly what he felt like doing.
But Alex didn't say anything else. He didn't even jump off of him in disgust. He just laid there and stared down at him without moving a muscle. Caesar wasn't sure what to do. He felt awkward and embarrassed, and his godforsaken cock wouldn't stop twitching.
Alex was still staring at him. Caesar couldn't remember the last time he had blinked, which was making Caesar blink every three seconds. He wanted to move. To get away from Alex and find some place to hide where he could then shrivel up and die. But then, just when Caesar had finally decided that enough was enough, Alex lowered his head and placed it just above Caesar's shoulder.
Caesar could feel Alex's breath tickling against his neck. He could feel Alex's stomach gently rise and fall against his own and he could feel something else, too. It would occasionally spasm or flex against his groin, and each time it did Alex seemed to, just barely, move his hips up and down, as if trying to hide the fact that something else was moving.
It was hard to tell what was happening. Only a moment ago Alex was goofing around, sticking his fingers in Caesar's mouth, but now they were stuck in a strange, uncomfortable silence. Caesar could no longer work out if he wanted to run away or wrap his arms around Alex and hold him for eternity. He was afraid to do anything, though. Afraid to move, in case he made the wrong decision.
Flashes of that morning, from when he was in the shower, kept playing back in his mind. The more he thought about them, the more he wanted to touch Alex. To slide his hands around him, down his back, all the way inside his shorts. It would be just like how he imagined it, only better.
But he couldn't do it. It was like he was frozen in place, only time was still moving for once. It wasn't fair. If he could make everything stop, just for a minute, he could figure everything out. He could decide what to do next. He could even get himself out from under Alex if he wanted to.
If he wanted to, if he could stop time, he could even stay where he was. He could wrap his arms around Alex and slide his fingers down his back. He could place his hands over Alex's shorts and find out what his ass felt like. He could even play out his entire fantasy, just like it had happened earlier that day.
Just then, Caesar felt the tip of Alex's nose graze against the side of his neck, and it sent shivers clear across his body. Without even realizing it, his arms had found their way around Alex, and his hands were snuggly gripped against his back.
Caesar didn't move again. He couldn't work out what had happened first. Had he hugged Alex before Alex had nuzzled into his neck, or was it the other way around? It definitely mattered. If Alex had moved first, just to get comfortable, then there was a chance that it was all an accident and that he had overcompensated and crossed some kind of undefined line and possibly ruined everything. However, if he had made the first move, and Alex responded by cuddling into his neck, then that must mean that Alex approved; that he wanted it, liked it, and may even want more.
But which one was it? Caesar had to know. He couldn't take this feeling any longer. He had to do something. He had to at least try; to take a chance and risk everything.
His right hand began to move. Ever so slowly, he traced his fingers down Alex's back. He could feel Alex's body become tense on top of him, but he didn't move to stop him. Caesar continued downward, his finger passing his shirt and meeting with the warm flesh of his lower back. Caesar was so scared that he seemed to have forgotten how to breathe, and as his fingers touched against the waist of Alex's shorts, feeling the soft cotton-like fabric, his heart felt like it was about to burst from his chest. But he continued down. Trailing his fingers above Alex's shorts, his hand widened and began to lower itself. His index finger touched against the inner-most side of Alex's right buttock as his entire hand gently placed itself down atop Alex's behind.
Caesar absorbed the feeling, allowing the moment to burn itself to permanent memory, until his hand involuntarily squeezed. As soon as he did, he felt Alex's hard-on become even stiffer and he pushed down into Caesar with his hips.
So Caesar did it again, as his thumb gently slid back and forth. Alex exhaled and buried his face right against the crook of Caesar's neck. His breath was hot and tickled just enough to make Caesar shiver. Caesar wasn't completely sure, but it felt like Alex's lips were touching neck, possibly pinching lightly, which meant that maybe, just maybe, Alex was kissing his neck.
The mere thought excited Caesar. He was being kissed by Alex—maybe, which meant that his lips were—maybe—touching his skin. Caesar had been concentrating so hard on Alex's possible kisses, that he barely even noticed when Alex began lightly moving back and forth. In fact, he hadn't even realized that he was doing the same. What he did know was that his other hand had found its way to Alex's other buttock.
His hands were massaging his backside in slow, rhythmic circles, causing the fabric of Alex's shorts to slide back and forth beneath his touch. Caesar could feel them slowly moving downward. It wasn't his intention, not at first, but when his thumb had slid over the waistband of Alex's shorts and felt the thin material of his underwear below, he couldn't help himself but to try and move things along.
Caesar continued to circle his hands as his thumbs would occasionally grip the waist of Alex's shorts and pull them down just a fraction of an inch at a time. However, just as Caesar had managed to get them nearly three full inches down, Alex raised slightly and pushed forward, causing Caesar to pull them down so far that his thumbs had grazed against the bare flesh of Alex's thighs.
Before Caesar knew what was happening, Alex jumped off of him. The timing sent him into a panic of guilt and embarrassment, until he noticed Alex smiling down at him as he let his shorts drop to the floor. Caesar had been so distracted by the upward-pointing tent in Alex's grey boxer-briefs that he didn't even notice when he took his shirt off, too. The next thing Caesar knew, Alex had moved back toward him and grabbed either side of his pants, which is when he stopped and stared Caesar in the eyes, waiting for approval.
Caesar could only manage a goofy smile. His heart was racing and his hard-on was so stiff it felt like it was about to explode. In one quick tug, Alex had Caesar's pants down past his knees, leaving Caesar lying on the bed in nothing but his white tee and red Hanes Comfortsoft briefs. That's when he noticed it. His eyes narrowed down at himself, at the waist of his briefs, where the slightest hint of the tip of his dick was peeking out.
Before Caesar could readjust himself, though, Alex slid his hands up Caesar's thighs until they reached the hem of his briefs on either side. His left hand moved off to the side and continued along his hip, while his right hand slowly traced along the fabric, all the way up his waist. He then moved to left, still tracing along the hem line until his index finger touched against the cotton fly, where he then moved his finger downward.
The entire time this was happening, Caesar couldn't stop staring at the tip of his cock, still just barely poking out past his waistband. He wondered if Alex had seen it, or if he was still looking at it, but he couldn't bring himself to look up at Alex to find out. To make matters worse, as Alex's touch slid down against his length, it had now begun leaking with pre-cum, which was absorbing into the waistband's fabric and leaving a small, wet blob on his briefs.
And then Alex's entire hand gripped Caesar's length through the fabric and squeezed, causing the entire tip of Caesar's dick to pop out from under his briefs as three quick bursts of hot, white liquid decorated the bottom of his white tee shirt and abdomen.
"Whoops!" said Alex as he let go of Caesar's crotch and dropped down on the bed beside him. "Didn't mean for that to happen…"
"Ho God," Caesar's face burned with embarrassment as his eyes fluttered and his mind scrambled to make sense of what had just happened. "I'm sorry, it was an accident."
"S'okay," Alex said with a giggle as he reached over and poked his finger in the sticky liquid on Caesar's stomach and swirled it around.
Caesar looked down at Alex's finger, then up at Alex, then back at Alex's circling finger, until he noticed that his quickly-deflating penis was still poking out from his briefs. "What are you doing?" Caesar quickly sat up and tucked himself away.
"Oh," Alex withdrew his hand and sat up. "Sorry. I dunno. It was an accident," he attempted to explain as he reached for his shorts. "But, anyway, I guess I should go."
"Wait, what, why?" Caesar jumped up, feeling like an idiot. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make it sound like that."
"S'okay," Alex stood up and pulled his shorts up past his waist and reached down for his shirt.
"No, seriously." Caesar wasn't sure what to do. He felt guilty and confused and stupid all at the same time. "Don't leave. Not yet."
Alex slid on his shirt and smiled. "Really, we're cool," he said unconvincingly. "I've got some stuff to do at home, but I'll see you later, kay?"
"Okay," Caesar finally gave in, realizing that he couldn't stop him anyway. "Later? For sure?"
Alex smiled and nodded, though Caesar could tell he was forcing it. "Yeah, Alex agreed. Later."


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Crayon Creatures Turns Kids Drawings Into 3D Printed Figurines
Crayon Creatures is a service that turns kids drawings into 3D printed figurines. Using a custom digitalization process and a high-end 3D printer, Crayon Creatures can deliver an awesome reward for your child's creativity.
Think "Where the Wild Things Are" meets 3D printing. The service writes on its about page:
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Last Night to Trim the Christmas Tree with 3D Printed Ornaments
It's Christmas Eve: the last night to decorate your Christmas tree before the big day. Here are some 3D printed ornaments to add to your holiday cheer.
Above, you'll see Christmas ornaments by pmoews (available on Thingiverse)
From the designer: Here is a simple Christmas tree ornament consisting of a sphere pierced with 198 holes. It is related to the holed container in Two Spherical Containers, thing:32840. The holes are hypocycloids with 5 cusps and are meant to resemble stars.
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The sculpture is showing a cube or a ball depending on the view angle.
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hat tip to 3dprinter.net for finding these designs.