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SHAWNA CANON
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Bemuse
Seven Years Awesome Luck
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A Common Life
Intended Vessels
A Different Approach
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Seven years ago, Trick's mother made a deal with a witch. In exchange for saving his little brother's life, the witch would turn Trick into a cat and he'd become her familiar. Now, the witch is dead and Trick is human again. And he hates it.
Denneka isn't looking forward to eighth grade. Of course, since she has no friends and gets bullied at school, she never looks forward to any new school year. But this time it's different. This year, there's a very strange new boy who keeps hanging around her for some reason. He's super cute, and even though he doesn't talk much, he seems to like her. But he also chases birds and sits in boxes and talks about seeing their missing teacher in a grave.
But then Trick disappears, and a black kitten shows up on Denneka's doorstep. She knows she should find its owner, but it reminds her of her missing maybe-friend, so she takes it in. As time passes with no sign of Trick, she fears she'll never see him again—until she wakes up one morning to find him naked in her bed, claiming to have been there all along and confused about why she's upset.
It turns out there are other witches in the world, and some of them are pure trickster.
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Through the darkness and pouring rain, Jacqueline stared up at the mansion and thought, I was expecting more gingerbread.
Maybe that wasn't a sensible thought, but if Jacqueline were in a sensible state of mind, she wouldn't be here. She would have thrown out the letter as soon as she'd received it instead of driving four hours with her six-year-old because she couldn't find a sitter, running out of gas half a mile from her destination because she was too distracted to pay attention to the fuel gauge, then walking the remaining distance rather than waiting and calling for help like a normal person. Clearly, her mind wasn't working right.
Desperation did that, though.
There was a wrought-iron gate between her and the mansion, so she pushed the call button, hoping someone was still awake to answer.
"Mom, I'm cold," said her son, his teeth chattering audibly.
"I know, Trick. I'm sorry. We're almost inside." I hope. They were both wearing coats, but it hadn't been raining when they'd left home, so she hadn't prepared for the downpour. Now they were drenched through, and her hands were so cold, she could hardly feel her fingers—or his. Despite the near numbness, she kept her hand clenched tightly around his so he wouldn't run off. With Trick, that was always a risk.
A harsh buzz cut through the air, and a tinny voice asked, "Who is it?"
Jacqueline jumped at the sudden sound. "H-hello? My name is Jacqueline St. Andrew. I was . . . told you could help me." She should have practiced what she would say if she got this far so she wouldn't sound like a lunatic or con artist. The small doubt that had been lingering in her mind since she'd read the letter—the one that told her this was a cruel prank—surged to the forefront, and she couldn't quite get the rest of the words out. There was a small bubble near the speaker, which she took as a camera, so with the hand that wasn't holding onto Trick, she dug the letter out of her pocket and held it up to the lens.
The presentation of her evidence was met with silence. Jacqueline didn't need to read it again to know what it said or how crazy it would look to the person in the mansion. It had come in an envelope with no return address and no mailing address, only her name. The letter read: This woman is a witch. She can help you in ways modern medicine cannot. Below that was a street address. The letter had been signed, A Friend.
A wild goose chase, Jacqueline thought miserably as the seconds wore on with no answer from the house. When she got home, she was going on a manhunt for whoever had sent her here.
The gate unlatched. "Come in," said the voice from the speaker.
Hope surged through Jacqueline. "Thank you!" She stuffed the letter back into her pocket and pushed the gate open. "Come on, Trick. Let's get inside."
It was another hundred feet to the front door of the mansion, but she hardly noticed the distance even though her feet ached with every waddling step. If this woman really could help her, she was willing to walk naked over hot coals.
When she and Trick reached the front door, it was already open, a woman standing on the threshold. "Hurry inside, you two." The woman was thin, tall, and looked around eighty years old, her white hair cut short in a sophisticated style.
Trick pulled Jacqueline forward, and she let him go so he could run inside the warm house. It wasn't the safest thing in the world to do, but at this point there was little that could make Jacqueline turn back.
"You poor dears," the old woman said, offering a hand to help Jacqueline in.
Jacqueline took it only long enough to get into the foyer, not wanting to be rude, and the woman released her to close the door. "Thank you," Jacqueline said as her own teeth started to chatter.
"There's a fire through here." The old woman guided her through the main hallway and into a huge living room. The furniture was elegant and plush, and the fireplace was big enough for a large dog to stand in.
Trick was already in front of the fire, holding out his hands.
"Let me take your coat," said their host, peeling Jacqueline's drenched coat off of her with minimal cooperation needed from its wearer.
"Thank you," Jacqueline said again. "Trick, take your coat off."
The boy obeyed, yanking it off so that the sleeves turned inside-out, and huddled closer to the fire.
The old woman draped the two coats over wooden chairs near the fire. "I don't have any clothes that would fit you two, but I have extra robes that would work. If you'd like, I could put your clothes in the dryer for you."
Jacqueline weighed the danger of getting undressed in a stranger's home to the danger of hypothermia if they stayed in wet clothes. She looked around, but she didn't see or hear anyone other than the old woman in the house.
As if sensing the direction of her thoughts, the old woman chuckled. "I live here alone. You're perfectly safe."
Jacqueline relented, and soon she and Trick were wrapped in warm robes and sitting in front of the fire. She'd already toweled off Trick's hair so it wasn't more than damp and was working on drying her own. "Thank you again for seeing us," Jacqueline told the old woman. "I'm sorry for coming so late. The letter got me so excited, I sort of took off without thinking it through."
"Perfectly understandable." The old woman was in a chair across from Jacqueline, pouring tea from a set on the coffee table. She slid one cup to Jacqueline's side of the table and sat back, sipping her own.
Jacqueline finished wringing the water out of her hair and set the towel aside. "Are you really a witch?"
"I am," said the old woman.
Jacqueline eyed the tea still on the coffee table. "Witch as in Wiccan, witch as in Hogwarts, or witch as in 'double, double toil and trouble'?"
The witch laughed. "The third one, if that's how you want to differentiate it. My magic is a purely secular practice and doesn't involve wands. Although it is something that's in the blood. Not just anyone can be what I am."
Jacqueline nodded acknowledgment of the information, and she didn't take the tea.
"Tell me why you're here. I assume it has to do with your baby."
One of Jacqueline's hands slid over her large belly. "There's a problem with him. The doctors say he won't survive. They're so sure, they won't even try to save him. I don't know who else to ask."
"You poor thing. You must be so frightened."
Angry and frustrated was more like it, though Jacqueline couldn't deny there was a good amount of fear. It didn't seem wise to let the witch see that part, though. "Can you help me?"
"Of course, child. Witches have been helping women with difficult pregnancies since the dawn of time. Or the dawn of magic, anyway, whenever that was." She got up, setting her empty cup on the table. "Wait right here. I may already have what you need in my storeroom."
The witch left the room, and Trick started playing with the fire poker.
"Trick, put that back. It's dangerous."
"No, it's not," he protested, but he put it back. "I'm bored."
"Are you warmed up yet?"
"Yeah. Can I have some cookies?"
Even if this worked, they had another four-hour drive back home—after they called for roadside service, which could take another hour or more at this time of night. Trick could sleep on the way back, but they did need some food. The witch was friendly enough that she probably would offer food if they asked, but Jacqueline was wary of taking anything from the witch. If witches were real, then all those fairy tales warning about them had to come from somewhere, right? Of course, people used to think redheads, albinos, and other people who fell slightly outside the norm were evil, too, so maybe those stories were meaningless. This witch had been nothing but kind so far. Maybe Jacqueline was just being paranoid.
The witch returned, holding a small, silver goblet. "Drink this, dear."
Jacqueline took the goblet, which was half full of a thick, moss-green liquid that smelled strongly of the forest. "What's this?"
"It's what you came here for."
"Is it . . . a magic potion?" Jacqueline asked, hardly believing she was really saying those words.
"That's correct."
"Oh, you don't want to know," the witch said cheerfully. "But it will work. I promise."
"This will save my baby?"
"Drink that, and I guarantee your baby will be born healthy and hale."
There was a chance this was all some trick, but Jacqueline was too desperate to be cautious about this. Her baby would die without help. The worst this potion could do was kill her, and she was willing to risk her life for her baby. Besides, the witch hadn't given her any reason to mistrust her yet. Before she could second-guess herself, Jacqueline chugged the potion as quickly as she could.
The taste was revolting. As soon as she lowered the goblet, the witch offered her the cup of tea she hadn't touched yet. She'd already crossed the line now, so she drank the tea to get the taste of potion out of her mouth.
She could feel . . . something in her belly. It wasn't bad or painful, but it was strange. Did that mean the potion was already working?
"Now, then," the witch said, returning to her seat across from Jacqueline, "let's discuss payment."
Jacqueline got an altogether different and more unpleasant feeling in her gut. This was what she got for being reckless. How stupid of her not to think of that before drinking the potion! Of course the witch wouldn't help her out of the kindness of her heart. That wasn't how people—witches or otherwise—operated.
"How much do you want?" Jacqueline asked. She didn't have much money, but she could probably get a loan if necessary.
The witch laughed lightly. "Oh, dear girl, do I look like I need your money?"
Jacqueline glanced around the room. "No, I suppose not. What do you want, then?"
"Your son."
Jacqueline's heart nearly jumped out of her body. A horrible weightless feeling started in her chest and swam through her head. "W-what?"
"Your son," the witch repeated calmly.
"No!" Jacqueline cried, her hands instinctively moving to cover her belly. "I didn't ask you to save him just to lose him!"
The witch laughed as if Jacqueline had made a joke. "Not that one." She pointed at Trick. "That one."
Jacqueline turned her horrified gaze on her oldest son. Trick had been dozing by the fire until her outburst a moment ago, and now he was watching the two of them in confusion. "You . . . you want Trick?" she asked.
"Is that his name?" The witch sounded pleased. "Yes, he'll do nicely."
I guess the fairy tales were right, Jacqueline thought as she stared at the witch, her heart pounding so hard that her pulse was a drumbeat in her ears.
Trick was less concerned. "Do for what?"
"Nothing untoward," the witch assured him. "Don't worry; I'm not going to eat you."
"Nothing untoward?" Jacqueline repeated.
"I'm a very old woman," the witch said. "Much older than I look. I don't expect I'll be around much longer. I simply want some companionship in my final days."
"Then get a pet."
"Witches don't have pets," the witch explained. "We have familiars. And humans make the best familiars."
Now Jacqueline was confused. "Wait, what? I thought 'familiar' was another word for 'pet'."
"Oh, it's much more than that. A magical bond exists between a witch and their familiar. A mere pet could never compare."
"It's not that I'm not sympathetic about your loneliness problem, ma'am, and I'm very grateful for your help, but I'm not going to give you my son. That's just crazy."
The witch's pleasant smile shifted slightly. It was still a smile, but suddenly it was much less pleasant. "I'm afraid you don't have a choice. You've already taken the potion, and you have nothing else to give me that I want."
An air of danger permeated the room. Jacqueline's skin itched. She wanted to jump up, grab Trick, and flee the house. But the two of them were wearing nothing but the witch's bathrobes, her car was out of gas, and it was the middle of the night. Never mind the fact that she was heavily pregnant and moved about as fast as a three-legged elephant.
The witch understood the position Jacqueline was in as well as she did. "Your son won't be hurt, and I won't keep him forever. I'm not a monster."
"How long?" Jacqueline asked. Her throat was so tight that the words came out in barely a whisper.
"How does seven years sound?" the witch proposed. "That should be plenty for my needs. And then you can retrieve him, and he can go about his life. Seven years isn't so much, is it?"
It was to a six-year-old, but in the grand scheme of things, no. It wasn't much. The witch had Jacqueline over a barrel; she could have demanded a lot more. "W-what will you do with him?"
"Pamper him, feed him, pet him," said the witch.
"Pet him?"
"He'll be a cat, of course."
"What?!" Jacqueline shrieked.
Trick's eyes lit up. "What?!"
The witch addressed her more receptive audience. "Yes, sweetie. A witch's familiar is an animal. So I'll turn you into cat first, then make you my familiar. You won't have to go to school or do chores or any such unpleasant things. How does that sound?"
Trick jumped to his feet. "That sounds awesome!"
"Good!" said the witch. "It's settled, then."
"It is not settled," Jacqueline growled.
The witch directed her gaze at Jacqueline, her eyes suddenly hard as diamonds, even though she continued to smile. "Would you rather take your chances on my bad side?" A beat later, she blinked, her expression softening. "I'm just a lonely old woman asking for a companion to dote on in my last days. Would you deny me that?"
As the witch pointed out, Jacqueline really didn't have a choice. I shouldn't have brought him with me, Jacqueline thought, far too late. Though if she hadn't, maybe the witch wouldn't have helped her at all. "How do I know this isn't all some elaborate ruse to kidnap Trick?" she asked. "I haven't actually seen you do any magic yet."
"A good point," the witch acknowledged. "What if I change him into a cat before you go? Will that convince you of the honesty of my intentions?"
"I . . . guess so," Jacqueline said, not sure what other answer she could give.
Ten minutes later, Jacqueline walked alone out of the mansion, shaking with shock and guilt.
Seven years later
Trick St. Andrew had seen dead bodies before. He'd made dead bodies before. They were delicious. His favorites were finches, but mice were pretty tasty too. Though as much as he liked eating his prize, the best part was stalking and killing it.
So it wasn't like Trick had never seen a dead body before, but this was the first time he'd ever seen a dead human body, and that made it interesting.
Crouched beneath a bush, he crept forward, paws silent on the dirt, and peered at the sky through gaps in the leaves. It was getting dark, but the sun hadn't set yet. The graveyard was quiet and empty except for the big man digging a hole and the dead body sprawled out next to it. Would it get dark before the man finished?
Curiosity killed the cat, Trick reminded himself, except that was totally not true. He'd been curious lots of times, and it hadn't killed him yet. He knew it would be safer to wait until full dark, when his black fur would make him nearly invisible and he could sneak up for a closer look without the big man seeing him. The end of Trick's tail twitched impatiently, rustling some of the bush's lowest leaves. He didn't have time to wait. His mom was expecting him soon.
That thought put him in a bad mood and made him reckless. I'm doing it, he decided. Staying low to the ground, he snuck out from beneath the cover of the bush and crept through the grass toward the dead body. A quick look, then he'd go. It was pretty dark, even if the sun wasn't quite down yet. The digging man probably wouldn't see him.
He kept it slow, one paw at a time, the short-cropped grass brushing his belly. The air smelled of freshly-turned dirt, the man's sweat, and rot. Not much, though. The corpse was fresh.
Trick edged up on the man's right side, aiming for the corpse's head. What would it look like? Stiff and inhuman, or like a sleeping person? Did dead people look any different from dead animals?
The man stood in the hole as he dug, only his head and shoulders above ground level. Each time he jammed the shovel into the earth, he let out a stiff grunt, and then dirt flew up out of the hole.
Trick slipped behind a headstone. A moment later, he left its cover to very carefully creep closer to the dead body. In front of the hole was another headstone. It had a name on it. The first name was easy to read, but the last name was so long that Trick's eyes skipped right over most of the letters. There were numbers, too. Dates. Trick didn't pay much attention to the date normally, but today was different. The second date on the headstone was—he counted back—seven days ago?
That was weird. The dead body had to be less than seven days old or it would have stunk a lot more.
He was only a few feet away from the corpse when the digging man hauled himself out of the open grave and brushed a hand off on his pants. Trick flattened himself against the ground and froze.
"That should do it," the big man grunted to himself, wiping his forehead with his arm. He moved to the other side of the corpse—so close to Trick that he thought the man might step on him—and planted a boot on the body's shoulder. "Sorry, buddy." He shoved with his boot, rolling the corpse into the hole.
It landed with a big, hollow thud. Trick's ear twitched. The sound was wrong. Not a dirt sound at all. His curiosity stronger than ever, he crawled toward the edge of the hole and peeked over. There was a wooden coffin at the bottom of the hole. The body had landed on it face up. Trick leaned closer to see. The corpse was a man, maybe around Mom's age, bald with a beard and a big nose. One eye was closed, the other half-open.
Yeah. Dead humans looked a lot like dead animals. Just an empty lump of meat.
The dirt under Trick's right front paw slid into the hole, and he had to scrabble back before he fell in.
"Hey!" cried the big man, right beside him. "Get outta here!" The man swung the shovel at Trick, but he darted away, tearing through the grass back toward the bushes. Only after he'd gotten well away from the grave did Trick glance over his shoulder to see that the man wasn't following. The man wasn't even looking at Trick. He was shoveling the dirt back into the grave, eyes darting around like he was afraid someone might be watching.
Trick ran out of the graveyard without seeing any other people and started down the hill back toward the main part of town. The sun was getting low, but he could probably make it back before dark.
Agreste was a small town. He didn't know how many people were in it or anything, but he knew it was big enough to be interesting and small enough that he could get around without constantly being bombarded by big, loud things. And most of the people, when they saw him, either ignored him or talked nicely to him. Some even gave him food. That big man was a lot meaner than most of the people Trick ran into around here.
Downtown, he loped down the sidewalk beside an old movie theater, then ducked into an alley. It was a shortcut that saved him a couple blocks on his way home, which was good because he was likely already gonna get yelled at as it was.
Halfway down the alley, the rustle of feathers drew his attention to the edge of one of the roofs, where a red-tailed hawk sat watching him. Trick eyed the hawk, wondering if he should turn back the way he'd come or run on and hope the hawk didn't make a move.
Dang bird, he thought to himself. This wasn't the first time he'd caught the hawk watching him. Or a hawk, anyway. He couldn't really be sure it was the same hawk, and it didn't make any sense that it would be. Trick and his family had only moved into Agreste a week ago, but he'd been spotting hawks watching him for years, even back in Three Sisters. None of them had ever actually tried to snatch him, but those talons were sharp, and he knew that he was still small, even for a cat.
He crept forward carefully, keeping his eyes on the hawk, which peered down at him with a cool gaze as if it didn't care at all what he did.
Something shifted behind him, then the direction of the wind changed, and he caught a scent that froze his feet and raised his hackles. Fox.
His heartbeat sped up as he considered what to do. Caught between a hawk and a fox. Not good. Not good. Trying to act casual, he started down the alley again, ears pricked for the fox that he knew was trailing him, eyes darting to the hawk every second or two as he scanned the alley for an escape.
A wire fence butted up against one wall of the alley, blocking off a driveway or something on the other side. It hadn't been put up very well, and the edge at the corner was loose. It was a small gap, but he was a small cat. The hawk could still fly over, but if he could . . . Yes. That's it.
Cats were predators, but they were also prey, and even though Trick hated to think of himself as prey, he knew that was what he had to be for this to work.
Activate prey drive, he thought, breaking into a sprint toward the gap in the fence. As he'd expected, he heard the scuffle of claws on pavement as the fox behind him bolted out from where it had been hiding, determined to catch him before he got through to safety. Energy surged through Trick's body as he ran, paws light as air on the ground, practically flying. A second later, the hawk screeched and dove toward him. He heard them both, the fox and the hawk, and knew that if he took even a moment to glance toward them, he'd be dead. He could practically feel the hawk's talons in his back and the fox's teeth on his tail. From somewhere inside him, he dug out another burst of speed.
He reached the fence and threw himself at the gap, wriggling with all his might through the hole between the wire and the brick of the building, and tumbled out on the other side. A screeching cry and sharp yip came from behind him, and he spun to see the fox and the hawk locked in vicious combat, tumbling together against the wire fence, which rattled loudly as the two bodies beat against it.
Take that! Try to eat me, huh? He spared a moment to meow tauntingly at them, enjoying his victory. Even with the fox snapping at its neck, the hawk took the time to turn its head and pierce him with a glare. Its talons were buried in the fox's side. The fox was a lot bigger than the hawk, but those talons . . .
Trick didn't really want to wait around to find out which of them would win. Or whether the winner would be satisfied with its kill or if it would want some kitten for dessert. He slipped through a cracked-open back door into the building, hurried through what turned out to be an antique store, and got shooed out the front door by the shopkeeper.
The fox was tough; Julia had to give it that. But then, for an animal like a fox to hunt this far into town, it had to be either young and stupid or desperate and hungry. For several minutes, as she beat her wings against the fox's face and raked its side with her talons, Julia thought this might be the end of her. Cut down in her prime in some alleyway by a dumb animal.
How embarrassing that would be.
And then, finally, the sun set. It had been gradually getting darker as she trailed the kitten boy on his way home, and it would take another half hour for full dark to set in, but Julia knew it—felt it—the moment the sun dipped below the horizon.
The fox jerked back with a start. Well, tried to jerk back. Really more lurched backward against the brick wall, limping on legs whose tendons had been cut and bleeding profusely from the gouges in its side. It tried to run from the human who had suddenly appeared where the hawk had been a moment ago, but it couldn't get to its feet.
Julia got up off her side and shifted into a crouch, her own flesh scratched and torn, though not nearly as badly as the fox's. The injuries stung, and she hissed out a curse, both from the pain and from the distraction which had made her fail in her directive. Even still, annoyed as she was at the fox—and at that blasted, stupid boy—the wild panic in the fox's eyes, the pained sounds it made, and the way it scrambled hopelessly to flee on dysfunctional limbs stirred a swell of pity inside her.
The fox wouldn't live long, either dying from shock, killed by a stray dog, or slowly succumbing to its injuries. Julia would mercy kill it now if she had some weapon that would let her do it cleanly. She glanced around the alley, looking for both a weapon and anyone who might see her, and found neither. But she could see a canvas flour sack sticking out of a nearby dumpster.
With a growl of annoyance, she stood, body stinging with all the cuts and shallow punctures the fox had managed to give her, and got the bag. Careful not to get herself bitten again, she scooped the panicked fox into the bag and tied the bag closed. The fox cried and fought like crazy, but she figured it would either settle down soon or pass out from the pain. Maybe it would live long enough for her to get where she was going, or maybe not. It wasn't like Kester needed another familiar, especially not some dumb fox. Best case, it'd get released into the wild to maybe try to kill her or the kitten boy again. It didn't matter. Julia had bigger problems to worry about.
Like how she was going to get across town as an injured, naked woman with no possessions except a bag full of screaming fox.
Julia's master lived on the farthest edge of Agreste in a four-bedroom house on two acres of lush, green land with a small river a stone's throw from the back porch. The house was a sprawling single-storey, with brick pillars and façade at the front setting off the green-painted wood of the rest of the house and a brown-shingled roof.
Hidden by the moonless night, Julia walked carefully down the driveway, a cut on the sole of her right foot making her limp. The front porch light was on, and when she knocked, the door opened instantly. He'd been waiting for her, as she knew he would be.
"Julia! Are you all right?" Kester's eyes searched her face, then flitted over her body and noted how cold she was. Reaching an arm around her shoulders, he pulled her inside and shut the door. "Come in and warm up, dearest one." He led her to the fireplace and pushed her down onto a footstool in front of a crackling fire. With a cock of his head, sapphire blue eyes moved to the sack in her hand. "Why have you brought me this?"
Julia shrugged and held it up for him. The fox wasn't moving anymore. "Thought you could save it. Might be too late."
He took it, opening the top to peer inside. "Hmm. You may be right. I'll have a closer look." His concerned gaze swept over her again, taking in the cuts and scratches. His frown dug little furrows into his brow: creases he didn't normally have. At thirty-six, he showed no signs of aging, aside from having filled out so as to become even more handsome. Kester had been beautiful at eighteen, when she'd first met him, and he'd only grown more so with time.
Unlike Julia, who was dirt-plain as a human and would probably start getting gray hairs and wrinkles as soon as she hit thirty next year. That was the way things always seemed to go.
"After what it did to you, why save it?" he asked, genuinely curious.
She shrugged again.
"Such a sweet girl. What a soft heart you have. All right, go get a hot shower, and I'll see if this beast can be saved."
After she got out of the shower and put on some flannel pajamas, Julia went back into the large, open living room. She didn't recognize any of the furniture, but she liked it. When he'd bought the house a few days ago, Kester had paid a designer to furnish it for them. While the design was stylish and elegant, it was also minimalist and comfortable, with soft cushions on the couch and more seating than the two of them were ever likely to need.
Kester was sitting in one of the armchairs with his feet propped on a footstool and a laptop resting on his thighs, his head tilted down so the edges of his wavy blond hair hid his eyes. The fox lay curled in a tight ball on the floor near his feet, gauze wrapped around its ribs. It looked up when Julia entered the room, nothing but calm disinterest in its expression.
"What did you do to it?" she asked, a trickle of annoyance winding through her. Did he mean to keep it as a house pet?
"Only a calming spell. I'll lift it when the poultice has finished healing its wounds."
So, he didn't mean to keep it. Good. She sat in a chair across the seating area from him. Now that the fox was saved, she wondered if it was smart of her to have bothered. "It tried to kill the boy. It might again."
Kester looked up from his computer and stared at the fire, tapping his fingers on the arm of his chair. "That's a good point. I should probably kill it to be safe."
Julia sighed. "I did carry it all the way here."
His fingers moved to the keyboard, and Julia listened to more tapping for a few minutes. "There's a wildlife sanctuary about two hours away," he said at last. "I'll drop it off tomorrow. If I don't lift the calming spell, they should see that it can't go back into the wild and may give it a home. Does that please you?"
She gave him a small, tired smile and nodded.
"Good." He set the laptop aside. "You did well protecting the kitten boy from the fox, though I'm disappointed you weren't able to see him safely all the way home."
Julia bowed her head. "I'm sorry, Master."
He held up a hand. "I'm not blaming you, only expressing my current feelings. I would have had a hard enough time sleeping tonight without knowing whether or not he changes, but to not even be sure he's home when the time comes—not to mention alive . . ." He tapped his finger against his chin. "We'll have to watch the house. Jacqueline will no doubt have all the curtains drawn, but if the boy is missing, she'll go out to search for him. Hmm." He checked his watch. "We don't have much time." He stood and held out his hand for Julia. "Come. I'll mend you, then we need to go."
"It's not that bad," Julia protested, but she was already getting to her feet and reaching for his hand.
He made a dismissive sound and took her to his laboratory.
Trick's mom was buzzing around the house like a bee, and Trick sat on the top perch of his cat tree, staying out of the way. When Trick had made it home, Mom had been standing in the open doorway, watching for him. A look of worry had turned into annoyance and relief when Trick had scooted past her feet into the house, and he'd gotten a really long lecture about being on time and how important tonight was. He had mostly tuned her out, and she'd gone back to cooking dinner.
The dinner was laid out on the dining room table now, dishes covered with lids and foil to keep them warm. The garlicky scent made Trick's nose twitch. Mom had made spaghetti with salad and garlic bread, which she swore Trick used to love even though he hadn't had it in seven years. As Trick had found out soon after he'd been turned into a cat, cats were carnivores, which meant they had to eat meat in order to live. Mom, though, was a vegetarian. She always made faces when preparing the meat for Trick's dinners, especially when handling the livers and kidneys and stuff. Which was so silly. Meat was just dead stuff, and dead stuff was just . . . stuff that wasn't alive anymore. Nothing lived forever, which meant everything died at some point, so dead stuff was as normal and natural as plants and sunshine. Trick didn't understand what Mom's problem was. But she had been very excited to make a meat-free meal tonight.
She fiddled with the three place settings, fidgeting and pacing and adjusting forks every few seconds. Trick watched his mother from his perch in the living room, annoyed at how excited she was. She was so sure she was right, and Trick was afraid maybe she was.
"It's almost time," Mom said, coming in from the dining room. "Trick, get off of that. You can't be sitting there when you change back."
I'm not going to change back, Trick thought, willing it to be true. The time's going to pass and nothing will happen and I'll be a cat forever. So there.
His little brother was sitting on the couch, kicking his feet in boredom. "Mom, can I go read yet?" he asked.
Trick didn't understand him. What six-year-old boy wanted to read? Why did anyone want to read? Who wanted to stare at scribbles on a page when there was a whole world of adventure out there? Maybe it was because Brother wasn't a cat. Poor kid. Life probably was a lot more dull when you had to obey all the rules that humans did.
"Landon!" Mom said, turning on the boy like he'd said something outrageous. "Aren't you excited to see your brother for the first time?"
Brother frowned in confusion and pointed at the top of the cat tree. "Trick's right there."
"As he really looks," she insisted. "Not as what that witch made him."
"But he's always been like that," Brother said.
She sat on the couch beside him. "Do you remember what I told you before? About how you were in trouble before you were born, and Trick let himself be turned into a cat by a witch in order to save you?"
"Witches . . . are made-up," said Brother, not sounding super convinced about that.
"Most people think so, but there really are some of them around. The sneaky witch gave me a potion to save you, then wanted Trick to be her familiar for seven years as payment. She died a year later, so I was able to bring Trick home early, but he was still stuck as a cat."
Trick yawned and stretched, then got up and lay down with his back to them.
"And tonight is seven years?" Brother asked.
"Yes." Mom checked the clock. "Very soon, Trick will be human again, and we can all go on with our lives."
Trick turned his head and meowed at his mom.
"Why are you in such a bad mood?" she asked him. "Aren't you excited to get your life back?"
The end of Trick's tail twitched in exasperation. He couldn't explain to her that he didn't want to be human again, that he hoped the witch had intended to remove the spell herself instead of it undoing itself automatically after the seven years were up as Mom believed. Hopefully, he'd never be able to tell Mom that because if he could tell her that, it meant he could talk, and talking meant being human, and who needed that?
She stood and picked Trick up. He had an impulse to hiss and lash out with a paw, but he could never hurt his mom, so he let himself be picked up and set on the floor between the couch and the curtain-covered windows. For a second, he thought to run into his room and hide. But if the change was coming—and it definitely wasn't—then it wasn't something he could hide from. Better to stay here and let Mom see that she was wrong, that Trick was meant to be a cat and no amount of optimism and regret and spaghetti could make him a boy again.
So Trick sat on the rug in front of his mom and brother and waited.
Mom didn't do a countdown. Things had been so weird when the witch had turned Trick into a cat, they hadn't gotten an exact time on when it had happened. But Mom watched Trick with wide, unblinking eyes, her body perched literally on the edge of her seat.
Minutes passed. Then a few more. As his nervousness was beginning to turn into happy relief, a feeling flowed through Trick like being stretched in a taffy pull. Everything felt weird and wrong, and the world lurched around him. He heard Mom cry out and Brother squeal, and Trick himself let out a yowl that morphed into a boyish scream. And then he was suddenly very cold. He looked down at his pale, hairless body in horror. His fierce claws had turned into fragile, dull little caps for his fingertips; he was defenseless. His whiskers had fallen out, and the world around him felt far away and blurry. His senses were muffled. And his tail—an entire limb—was just gone.
He screamed at the top of his lungs.
"My baby!" Mom cried, pulling a throw blanket off the back of the couch and kneeling to wrap Trick in it, hugging him so tightly he could hardly breathe. He trembled with rage and loss as his mom held him. She pushed him out to arm's length and looked into his eyes. "You're so big!"
He was. Big and awkward. He was probably slow, too. He couldn't believe this. It had actually happened.
"Look, Landon!" she said, pulling the blanket tight around Trick's body. "It's your big brother!"
The little boy's eyes were wide, and he pushed back into the couch cushion instead of coming over to them.
Trick sucked in breaths faster and faster as Mom wrapped him in another tight hug.
Outside, in a car across the street, Julia sat with Kester, watching and listening. They couldn't see anything past the closed curtains, but they had the car windows open, so they'd heard the first scream. When the second one came, sounding like neither a woman nor a young boy but like something between a teenager and a tortured cat, Kester turned to Julia, a broad grin on his beautiful face. "Well," he said, "this should be fun."
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VANCOUVER, July 12, 2019 /CNW/ - Cannara Biotech Inc. (the "Corporation" or "Cannara") (CSE: LOVE) (FRA: 8CB) (OTCMKTS: LOVFF), an emerging vertically integrated cannabis company focused on cultivation, and cannabis-infused products, is pleased to announce that it has raised $2,160,000 by way of non-brokered private placement of common shares of the Corporation (each a "Common Share" and collectively, the "Common Shares") at a price of $0.18 per Common Share (the "Offering"). The net proceeds from the Offering shall be used for general corporate purposes including the ongoing build-out at Cannara's facility and to provide additional working capital.
The Offering is expected to close on or about July 20, 2019 (the "Closing Date") and remains subject to approval of the Canadian Securities Exchange.
About Cannara Biotech Cannara Biotech (CSE:LOVE) is building one of the largest indoor cannabis cultivation facilities (625,000 square feet) in Canada and the largest in Quebec. Leveraging Quebec's low electricity costs, Cannara Biotech's facility will produce premium-grade indoor cannabis and cannabis-infused products for the Canadian and international markets.
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In this riveting anthology series, modern-day relationships are explored through the lens of each distinct neighborhood in Los Angeles including Silver Lake, Bel Air, Leimert Park, Boyle Heights, Koreatown, and Malibu.
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Set in 1960-1970 New York, this sexy, stylized and provocative drama follows the lives of the ruthlessly competitive men and women of Madison Avenue advertising.
DS Barbara Havers is assigned to work with the upper-crust DI Thomas Lynley to solve murders.
Kung Fu: The Legend Continues is a spin-off of the 1972–1975 television series Kung Fu. David Carradine and Chris Potter starred as a father and son trained in kung fu - Carradine playing a Shaolin monk, Potter a police detective. This series aired in syndication for four seasons, from January 27, 1993 to January 1, 1997, and was broadcast in over 70 countries. Filming took place in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Reruns of the show have been aired on TNT. The show was canceled when its producer, Prime Time Entertainment Network, ceased operations and no other network opted to continue the series.
During an experiment gone bad, radiation turns a scientist into a raging green behemoth whenever he becomes agitated. Unable to control his transformations, David Banner searches for a cure as he crosses the country, fugitive-style, with a dogged tabloid reporter on his trail.
Follow the intergalactic adventures of Capt. Jean-Luc Picard and his loyal crew aboard the all-new USS Enterprise NCC-1701D, as they explore new worlds.
The Young Indiana Jones Chronicles is an American television series that aired on ABC from March 4, 1992, to July 24, 1993. Filming took place in various locations around Wilmington, North Carolina and on the campus of UNCW. The series was an Amblin Entertainment/Lucasfilm production in association with Paramount Network Television. The series explores the childhood and youth of the fictional character Indiana Jones and primarily stars Sean Patrick Flanery and Corey Carrier as the title character, with George Hall playing an elderly version of Jones for the bookends of most episodes, though Harrison Ford bookended one episode. The show was created and executively produced by George Lucas, who also created, co-wrote and executively produced the Indiana Jones feature films. Due to its enormous budget, the series was cancelled in 1993. However, following the series' cancellation, four made-for-television films were produced from 1994 to 1996 in an attempt to continue the series. In 1999, the series was re-edited into 22 television films under the title The Adventures of Young Indiana Jones.
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L.A. Law is an American television legal drama series that ran for eight seasons on NBC from September 15, 1986, to May 19, 1994. Created by Steven Bochco and Terry Louise Fisher, it contained many of Bochco's trademark features including a large number of parallel storylines, social drama and off-the-wall humor. It reflected the social and cultural ideologies of the 1980s and early 1990s, and many of the cases featured on the show dealt with hot-topic issues such as abortion, racism, gay rights, homophobia, sexual harassment, AIDS, and domestic violence. The series often also reflected social tensions between the wealthy senior lawyer protagonists and their less well-paid junior staff. The show was popular with audiences and critics, and won 15 Emmy Awards throughout its run, four of which were for Outstanding Drama Series.
A private investigator who works when he wants, lives in a beachfront estate in Hawaii, drives a posh Ferrari, runs up an unlimited tab at a swank bar, and charms attractive women in peril - that's the lifestyle of Thomas Magnum, aka Magnum, P.I.
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Jack Regan, an unethical officer of the Flying Squad, uses unorthodox methods to pursue criminals with the help of his partner, George Carter.
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The peacefulness of the Midsomer community is shattered by violent crimes, suspects are placed under suspicion, and it is up to a veteran DCI and his young sergeant to calmly and diligently eliminate the innocent and ruthlessly pursue the guilty.
From England to Egypt, accompanied by his elegant and trustworthy sidekicks, the intelligent yet eccentrically-refined Belgian detective Hercule Poirot pits his wits against a collection of first class deceptions.
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Sherlock Holmes uses his abilities to take on cases by private clients and those that the Scotland Yard are unable to solve, along with his friend Dr. Watson.
Set during the 18th century Napoleonic Wars, Horatio Hornblower, a young and shy midshipman, rises through the ranks to become an admiral.
In the Heat of the Night is an American television series based on the motion picture and novel of the same name starring Carroll O'Connor as the white police chief William Gillespie, and Howard Rollins as the African-American police detective Virgil Tibbs. It was broadcast on NBC from 1988 until 1992, and then on CBS until 1995. Its executive producers were Fred Silverman, Juanita Bartlett and Carroll O'Connor. TGG Direct released the first season of the series to DVD on August 28, 2012.
Columbo is a friendly, verbose, disheveled-looking police detective who is consistently underestimated by his suspects. Despite his unprepossessing appearance and apparent absentmindedness, he shrewdly solves all of his cases and secures all evidence needed for indictment. His formidable eye for detail and meticulously dedicated approach often become clear to the killer only late in the storyline.
Set 58 years before Battlestar Galactica, Caprica follows two rival families - the Graystones and the Adamas - as they grow, compete, and thrive in the vibrant world of the peaceful 12 Colonies, living in a society close to our own. Entangled in the burgeoning technology of artificial intelligence and robotics that will eventually lead to the creation of the Cylons, the two houses go toe-to-toe, blending action with corporate conspiracy and sexual politics.
The Horton and Brady broods endure the romantic trials of life in Salem, a Midwestern hamlet filled with evil geniuses, star-crossed lovers and a rich family history.
Renton Thurston desires to leave his home behind and join the mercenary group known as Gekkostate, hoping to find some adventure. When a robot crashes through Renton's garage the meeting sparks the beginning of Renton's involvement with the Gekkostate as he takes off alongside the young girl Eureka as the co-pilot of the Nirvash.


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Nollywood actress Rita Dominic's phone number has been leaked by the Instagram hacker who took over former Big brother Naija housemate, Nina's Instagram account.
The hacker, since the take-over, has been leaking private conversations, which to him is a revenge of some sorts.
The hacker focuses on Nollywood actress, Rita Dominic. He shares a screenshot of a chat Rita had with Nina and therein, gave her her mobile number .
In the leak chat, Nina was actually complaining to the actress on how she was being stressed by the pressure mounted on her by the fans and trolls.
A check on the Instagram post indicated that moments after the hacker dropped Rita Dominic's phone number, followers have been calling the number while some reported that the number had been switched off.


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Corporate Home News Press Releases Dow and Lucro to launch post-consumer recycled (PCR) polyethylene film solution in India with investment from Circulate Capital
Dow and Lucro to launch post-consumer recycled (PCR) polyethylene film solution in India with investment from Circulate Capital
The partnership builds on Dow's momentum in driving adoption of PCR solutions in
Mumbai, India – February 10, 2021 – Dow (NYSE: DOW) and Lucro Plastecycle, a homegrown Indian recycling company, have signed a memorandum of understanding (MoU) to develop and launch polyethylene (PE) film solutions using post-consumer recycled (PCR) plastics in India. This agreement introduces a close-the-loop packaging solution to help enable a circular economy in India and expands Dow's plastics circularity portfolio in the Asia Pacific region.
This collaboration is aligned with Dow's new sustainability target of stopping the waste by collecting 1 MMT of plastics to be collected, reused or recycled by 2030. Under the MoU, Dow will provide its material science and application development expertise to Lucro, a specialist in recycling flexible plastic film waste, who will develop and manufacture the film structures. These film structures are made by processing plastic waste collected through various recycled streams in combination with Dow's virgin resins. This approach could also reduce carbon emissions when compared to virgin PE resins and as a result could contribute to helping converters and brands to meet their sustainability goals. The first application of the product is in collation shrink films, a form of secondary packaging commonly used for bottles, cans, and liquid cartons, and is expected to be available in the India market later this year.
"We are delighted to work with sustainability-focused partners like Lucro, who is at the forefront of plastic recycling in India. Scrap packaging is one of the country's highest contributors of plastic waste and we look forward to this collaboration helping to promote the adoption of sustainable solutions amongst brand owners and manufacturers, and contribute to a reduction in plastics entering the environment as waste," said Bambang Candra, Asia Pacific commercial vice president, Dow Packaging & Specialty Plastics. "Finding value in flexible waste is key for the circular economy to set new standards for the flexible packaging industry and create a viable circular system for flexible plastics."
Lucro's trademark Plast-E-Cycle™ process, which converts plastic waste into granules for recyclable and compostable products, helps to solve a fundamental challenge in India – the complexity of recycling flexible plastic waste. This specialty made the company the first in India to be backed by Circulate Capital's Ocean Fund (CCOF), a Singapore-based investment fund dedicated to preventing plastic waste entering the ocean and advancing the circular economy in South and Southeast Asia. With Circulate Capital's support, Lucro will further grow and scale its business and step up post-consumer plastic sourcing with new collection centres.
"Circulate Capital invests in and supports pioneering companies across the waste management and recycling industry. Lucro's work is integral to closing the loop on difficult to recycle plastic waste in India, giving a second life to post-consumer flexible plastic waste. We believe the Dow-Lucro partnership is a great example of how, with catalytic financing, the plastic eco-system can connect and collaborate on market solutions for the benefit of the environment," said Rob Kaplan, founder and CEO, Circulate Capital.
"Lucro was founded on the belief that there is value to be found in mismanaged plastic waste through recycling. With intent, effort and collaboration across the entire value chain, we can define and build a new plastic value chain that ensures the material is reused and does not end up in the environment," said Ujwal Desai, co-founder and managing director of Lucro. "Our partnership with Dow provides us additional expertise to develop high quality, innovative and recycled-content flexible film for businesses."
Under the MoU, Dow will utilize its industry leading team of packaging experts, material scientists, recycling equipment, blown film manufacturing and testing capabilities at Pack Studios Shanghai and Mumbai to help Lucro develop recycled film. Following the initial application in collation shrink films, the partners will explore additional applications including shipping sacks, e-commerce bags and non-food packaging.
About Dow
Dow (NYSE: DOW) combines global breadth, asset integration and scale, focused innovation and leading business positions to achieve profitable growth. The Company's ambition is to become the most innovative, customer centric, inclusive and sustainable materials science company, with a purpose to deliver a sustainable future for the world through our materials science expertise and collaboration with our partners. Dow's portfolio of plastics, industrial intermediates, coatings and silicones businesses delivers a broad range of differentiated science-based products and solutions for its customers in high-growth market segments, such as packaging, infrastructure, mobility and consumer care. Dow operates 106 manufacturing sites in 31 countries and employs approximately 35,700 people. Dow delivered sales of approximately $39 billion in 2020. References to Dow or the Company mean Dow Inc. and its subsidiaries. For more information, please visit www.dow.com or follow @DowNewsroom on Twitter.
About Lucro
Lucro Plastecycle Private Limited (Lucro) is a homegrown Indian recycling company that harnesses the possibilities of plastic to produce high quality and innovative recycled-content products. Established in 2012, the company is an expert in recycling locally-sourced flexible plastic waste to manufacture flexible packaging products, such as shrink wrap and films, and supplies recycled plastic granules to manufacturers for their own production. By developing a unique integrated process that covers the collection, sorting and upcycling of used flexible plastic, Lucro is committed to closing the loop in plastic usage by transforming it from a linear to a circular economy and stopping it from reaching landfill. Today, the company is the largest supplier of recycled packaging and protective covers to leading national and international manufacturers in India across a range of industries such as automotive, home and retail, to help them achieve their sustainability goals. For more information, please visit www.lucro.in.
About Circulate Capital
Circulate Capital is an investment management firm dedicated to incubating and financing companies that prevent ocean plastic. We focus on the prevention of mismanaged plastic waste in countries located in South Asia and Southeast Asia, regions that contribute disproportionately to ocean plastic pollution primarily because they often lack investment in critical waste and recycling infrastructure to manage the problem. We were created in collaboration with Ocean Conservancy, and our founding investors include PepsiCo, Procter & Gamble, Dow, Danone, Chanel, Unilever, The Coca-Cola Company and Chevron Phillips Chemical Company LLC.
Circulate Capital invests in and supports start-ups, organizations and SMEs across the entire plastic value chain, from innovations in material to advanced recycling technologies. It seeks to mobilize catalytic capital into the waste management and recycling industry to prove that investing in this sector is scalable in South and Southeast Asia and can generate competitive returns, while moving to solve the ocean plastic crisis.
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The void houses some of the most terrifying creations humans have ever had the misfortune of encountering. Among them is the gargantuan Obsidian Defiler. A Ch'thonic creature formed from the very material which makes up much of the Ch'thonian void, the Defiler is incredibly durable and brutally powerful. Its four arms will shred flesh like paper, but its true power lies within its chaotic core. Should you find yourself within reach of a Defiler, it is advisable to run.
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It is the time of slates again- digital slates- and you can write down your notes in your tablets, you do not need books anymore! Android Tablets are turning out to be a novel mobile device ideal to watch movies, play games, and become the epitome of your entertainment charm- whether you are on the move or in your home. Most of the tech geeks, who have the desire for possessing a tablet usually, are students, and their budget is not enough to buy the best. These prices are mostly based on the Amazon listings, so let us examine these best android tablets below $100.
Coby Kyros Android Tablet Perhaps the best option is the Coby Kyros tablet- with a 7-inch touchscreen with 800 x 480 pixels resolution, Wi-Fi connectivity, 1 GHz processor, 256 MB RAM, and 4 GB memory, it comes loaded with Android 2.3 Gingerbread. Browse the net, watch videos, check emails, and play music in your tablet.
Velocity Micro T301 Cruz Under $100, the next best thing in the tablet world may be the T301 Cruz- featuring an ultra responsive and crystal clear capacitive with 4:3 aspect ratio and 800 x 600 resolution. The portable multimedia device has useful apps preloaded like Dictionary, Astro, OfficeSuite, Notepad, Calender and so on. The Android 2.0 tablet comes with a dual core CPU and 802.11n Wi-Fi support.
The tablet from Elsee electronics retails at just under $70 at Amazon! In addition, it is loaded with a lot of useful features- 4.3-inch HD display touchscreen, Wi-Fi support and a terrific sleek design. It is an Android 2.1 tablet, and you can have all the good things on Android gadgets.
The Android 1.6 tablet from Texas Teknology comes with a 7 inch 800 x 480 capacitive touchscreen 450 MHz processor and 256 MB RAM. The tablet has an Ethernet connection and USB port for connecting networks. It is preloaded with the Skype application and has a high definition video playback MP3/ MP4 player.
The 7-inch TFT display of the tablet has a resolution of 800 x 600 pixels. The Android tablet has an ARM processor with an internal memory of 1 GB and comes with 802.11 b/g/n Wi-Fi connectivity. The Multimedia Tablet and Color eReader with Kindle is perfect for reading books, magazines, and newspapers especially those from the Kindle store of Amazon.
The Android 2.2 slate features a 7 inch 800 x 480 touchscreen, a high performance 800 MHz CPU, 256 MB RAM, 4 GB flash memory expandable to 32 GB, has Wi-Fi connectivity and an optional 0.3 MP camera.
It features Android 2.2, which supports Flash 10.1- on a VIA8650 800 MHz processor chip with 256 MB RAM and 2GB internal memory. The two-point touch display has a resolution of 800 x 480 pixels. It supports Wi-Fi and 3G networks and comes with a built-in 1.3 MP camera.
It features a 2.8-inch TFT touchscreen with a QVGA 320 x 240 pixels resolution. It supports most video and audio formats and has an internal memory of 4 GB, has Wi-Fi connectivity and enables access to the Android app store using the AppsLib store.
Careway Android Tablet PC Running on a VIA8650 800 MHz processor it is loaded with Android 2.2 on a 256 MB RAM and a 2 GB memory configuration. The 7-inch resistive touchscreen 800 x 480 resolution supplements the HD video and audio support. It supports both Wi-Fi and 3G networks.
This 8-inch tablet from All Land Networking comes with Android 2.3 OS on a MAPX210 1GHz CPU and 4 GB internal memory expandable to 32 GB with both Wi-Fi and 3G support. The WVGA TFT resistance type- display screen has a resolution of 800 x 600.
Some of the best android tablets below $100 that are quite affordable and best rated are given here. All these have handy features that can serve your purpose of checking emails, logging into social networking sites, browsing the web and much more.


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The CP Holiday Train will be making a stop in Finch, Ont. on Wednesday, Nov. 28, 2018 as part of its cross-country journey to raise money and food donations for local food banks. (Canadian Pacific Railway via Newswatch Group)
FINCH – The Canadian Pacific Railway Holiday Train has rolled out of Montreal and will be making a stop in North Stormont this afternoon (Wednesday).
The train will pull into Finch on the tracks next to James Street, between William Street and George Street.
It's expected to arrive at 2:30 p.m. and will be there for a half hour.
Country music star Terri Clark is on board along with Winnipeg singer-songwriter Sierra Noble and singer Kelly Prescott.
The CP Holiday Train, which raises money, food and awareness for local food banks, is making its 20th run.
The event is free but you're asked to bring a food or money donation for Community Food Share, which serves the counties of Stormont and Dundas.
The train will also make stops in Merrickville at 4:45 p.m. and Smiths Falls at 6:20 p.m.
Since 1999, the train has raised more than $14.5 million and 4.3 million pounds of food for North American food banks.
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At the end of each academic semester, students may view their grade reports online. Students may receive official copies of transcripts from the Office of the Registrar with a written request. Official transcripts are subject to a fee. Request forms are available at GeorgianCollege.ca/admissions/forms. For more information about requesting a transcript, visit the website or email the Office of the Registrar at RORecords@georgiancollege.ca.
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The student must have a passing average in the course at the time of the request. Permission to use college resources (including the course instructor's services) must be obtained from the appropriate Dean. In all cases, the course instructor has the option to negotiate a contract with the student. The contract must be submitted to the Office of the Registrar within 30 calendar days of submitting the incomplete grade. If no contract is received, a grade appropriate to the student's performance to date in the course will appear on their transcript.
The maximum duration for completing the contract is four months. If the student needs more time, they must repeat the entire course. If the contract is completed within the agreed time period, the student's grade will be processed. The course instructor, through the appropriate program coordinator, will inform the Office of the Registrar if the contract has been completed and will then assign a final grade within three days of the contract completion date.
An "incomplete" will not be granted in situations in which the student has submitted all course requirements but failed the course.
An "incomplete" status for a co-op work term may be designated by the co-op consultant when requirements of a co-op experience credit have not been met due to extenuating circumstances. Please refer to previous section, 3.4.4 Incomplete grade designation, for conditions.
Courses at the graduate certificate and degree levels require a minimum grade of 60 per cent to fulfill prerequisite and graduation requirements.
Courses in the Pre-Service Firefighter Education and Training program with a "FIRE" subject code require a minimum grade of 70 per cent to fulfill prerequisite and graduation requirements.
Georgian College Degree courses require a minimum average of 60 per cent to progress and an average of 65 per cent in core courses and 60 per cent in non-core courses to graduate.
Courses in the Bachelor of Science in Nursing program (BScN) with an "NURS" subject code require a minimum grade of 65 per cent to fulfill prerequisite requirements as well as for promotion. In addition, Students in BScN who fail three or more courses or fail a practicum will be withdrawn from the program.
This is not an exhaustive list. Program outlines are to be referenced.
A student in any program who fails the same course twice is not permitted to register for it again without prior approval of the academic area and the Office of the Registrar. Students who are permitted to register for a course for the third time and who are again not successful must consult with their Dean/Associate Dean to discuss program progression or transfer options.
A student who fails co-op twice is not permitted to register for another co-op without prior approval of the Co-operative Education and Career Success Office, the academic area and the Office of the Registrar. Students who are permitted to register for a third coop and who are again not successful must consult with their Dean/Associate Dean to discuss program progression or transfer options.
Students are permitted to take clinical, practicum or field placement courses only once, unless they are granted special permission by their Dean. Students who fail a clinical, practicum or field placement course must consult with their academic area to discuss program progression or transfer options.
A student's promotional status is determined at the end of each semester based on their academic performance. A student studying on a part-time basis will be assessed for promotion once they have completed six credit courses. Certain programs may have additional promotional status requirements in addition to those stated in this document. Students are advised to consult official program outlines for more information.
For further details, please see the promotional status diagram (below). Promotional status cannot be appealed however; students are encouraged to speak with their academic area to discuss progression through their program, especially if there were extenuating circumstances contributing to their performance.
Students are required to withdraw for one calendar year, whether full-time or part-time. After 12 months, the student may register for part-time general interest non-credit courses or apply for admission to another Georgian College program provided it does not have any vocational courses in common with the program from which they were required to withdraw.
Note: In order to be considered eligible for co-op progression, a student must be enrolled full-time in their previous academic semester (refer to Section 3.2.1, Registration definition). Exceptions may apply to students who have been granted course exemptions, or with the approval of the co-op consultant.


We were delighted to receive this publication from a friend and colleague, Prof Juan Bornman from Pretoria in South Africa. It reports on a study carried out with 27 typically developing children who have a younger sibling with a severe speech and language disability. Juan and her colleagues used Talking Mats to carried out an adapted structured interview to find out the views of these children on four everyday life situations identified by the WHO-ICF-CY (World Health Organisation's International Classification of Functioning, Disability and Health, Children and Youth Version).
The findings showed that the children were 'most positive towards participation in play activities with their sibling with a disability. They were also positive towards participation in household tasks. They were less positive towards communication participation and least positive about participation in interpersonal relationships'.
The following example is taken from Juan's publication.
The overall findings suggest that the attitudes of the young children in the study towards participation with their younger siblings with severe speech and language disabilities were generally positive.
This entry was posted in Blog, Children and young people, Communication difficulties, ICF, Participation and tagged AAC, Children, Communication difficulties, Participation, Talking Mats, Young people on September 9, 2016 by Joan Murphy.


Picking up rubbish around the average size of 3cm and collecting daily around 6kg, I came to realize, I need to create more awareness in others. In many ways I feel like the mermaid messenger, calling for awareness to my local community and friends, that the disease of rubbish can no longer be ignored, that we still have a choice to do something before it's too late.
This summer will see the release of 2 designs along side a media campaign on rubbish on the Mornington Peninsula. Although my heart is set on making the mantra "If you see it, pick it up" take on a world wide adoption, I see that you get more bees with honey than you do with vinegar. With the creation of I'm just a mermaid, I hope to create awareness of the ocean, through the child like romanticism of the mermaid.
Mermaids are sometimes associated with perilous events such as floods, storms, shipwrecks and drownings. In other folk traditions (or sometimes within the same tradition), they can be benevolent or beneficent, bestowing boons or falling in love with humans. Either way the mermaid is a known symbol world wide and is the perfect representative for the ocean and what we are doing by our disposal of rubbish globally.
I agree with Syliva. if you'd like to be a part of the oceans salvation, look out for a "I'm really a mermaid" sticker this summer and show your support for the life, that support us.
Do you want to help us put a stop to the Shark cull proposed by the Western Australian Government? We understand that one can feel helpless and overwhelmed when faced with issues of environmental protection. So we have created two simple avenues for you to add your support to protecting our sharks.
1. Add your voice to thousands of others and sign the petition to call on the Government of Western Australia to rethink its plans to bait and kill sharks. Let us raise our voices together, in strength so that the message becomes loud and clear.
2. When you Buy this Poster, $2 of every sale goes to The Australian Marine Conservation Society*. These funds will help to keep the pressure on the Government to rethink their plan to kill sharks and other ocean wild life species.
Available in A3 size on glossed paper.
Friends of the Earth, Collingwood Victoria.
This poster was made by Share The Word Design Studio in conjunction with Christian Gundesen Ocean Art.
*The Australian Marine Conservation Society Australia is the only national charity dedicated exclusively to protecting ocean wildlife and their homes.


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Whitnall grad Tyler Herro showing he thrives on change during NBA's Summer League
Tyler Herro's life has been a whirlwind since graduating from Whitnall High 2 years ago. Now he's thriving during his start in the NBA.
Whitnall grad Tyler Herro showing he thrives on change during NBA's Summer League Tyler Herro's life has been a whirlwind since graduating from Whitnall High 2 years ago. Now he's thriving during his start in the NBA. Check out this story on postcrescent.com: https://www.jsonline.com/story/sports/2019/07/11/tyler-herro-lighting-up-nba-summer-league/1695437001/
Chris Kwiecinski, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel Published 8:09 a.m. CT July 11, 2019 | Updated 7:50 p.m. CT July 11, 2019
Tyler Herro of the Miami Heat is guarded by Golden State's Ky Bowman during the California Classic on July 3 in Sacramento. (Photo: NBAE/Getty Images)
LAS VEGAS — Tyler Herro was the first Miami player to take the floor before the Heat played the Orlando Magic this week.
As Herro warmed up, he appeared to be in his own world, processing pregame thoughts by taking different variations of three-point shots.
For now, Herro's way might be the only thing that's familiar to him as he looks forward to being on a team that's been, and could still be, changing its outlook.
Since Herro entered the league as the 13th overall pick in the 2019 NBA Draft last month, the Milwaukee native's new team, the Miami Heat, has been in the process of reshaping its roster. On July 2, Miami acquired all-star forward and former Marquette standout Jimmy Butler in a sign and trade, shipping away Josh Richardson and Hassan Whiteside in the process.
On July 9, ESPN reported that Miami is a potential trade partner that appeals to 2017 NBA MVP Russell Westbrook of Oklahoma City. A trade for Westbrook might have to include Herro.
As trades and rumors become the new norm, Herro said he hasn't been in a situation where things can change so quickly, even though his past two years have been nothing but new experiences.
Miami's Tyler Herro shoots against the Chinese National Team during an NBA Summer League game in Las Vegas. (Photo: Stephen R. Sylvanie, USA TODAY Sports)
"You can see something new every day," Herro said of the NBA. "So really, just taking it one day at a time."
However, he's facing that bit of uncertainty head on, taking on the challenge of proving he's a complete basketball player.
During Herro's game against the Magic, just the third of four scheduled games in the NBA'sSummer League in Las Vegas, the University of Kentucky product did what he's best known for, a penchant to score. He collected 25 points, besting the 23 he dropped on the Chinese National Team.
That offensive prowess was well known at Whitnall High School, where he scored 32.9 points per game as a senior during 2017-18 season and garnered attention from Power 5 college programs from Wisconsin, where he originally committed, to Arizona and eventually Kentucky.
After he de-committed from the Badgers – a move that drew the ire of Wisconsin fans – he signed and enrolled at Kentucky, and was the SEC newcomer of the year last season after averaging 14 points per game for the Wildcats.
Despite that elite scoring ability, there were questions about other parts of his game, such as defense and passing.
A look at Tyler Herro's journey from Whitnall to Kentucky to the Miami Heat
Whitnall's Tyler Herro dunks in the Rick Majerus WBY Shootout at Concordia University in December 2016. Russ Pulvermacher/photosbyruss, Russ Pulvermacher/photosbyruss.c
Destiny's Pierre Johnson can't stop Tyler Herro's drive to the basket on Nov. 22, 2016. John Klein, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel
Whitnall's Tyler Herro pushes the ball up court guard closely by Greenfield's Zeke Banks during a boys basketball game between Greenfield and Whitnall in 2017. Michael T. McLoone for Now Media
Tyler Herro tips a rebound away on Dec. 15, 2017. Michael Sears, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel
Kentucky's Tyler Herro reacts in the second half against North Carolina during the CBS Sports Classic at the United Center in Chicago on Dec. 22, 2018. TNS
Kentucky's Tyler Herro (14) and Immanuel Quickley celebrate following a Midwest Regional semifinal game against Houston on March 29, 2019. Associated Press
Miami draft pick Tyler Herro poses for a photo with Heat President Pat Riley (left) and head coach Erik Spoelstra on June 21, 2019. Herro was the 13th overall pick in the NBA draft. Associated Press
Heat guard Tyler Herro address members of the media on June 21, 2019. Steve Mitchell-USA TODAY Sports
Heat guard Tyler Herro gets a high five from teammate Trey Mourning III in an NBA summer league game in Sacramento, Calif., on July 1, 2019. Associated Press
Heat guard Tyler Herro looks on during a summer league game on July 1, 2019. Associated Press
Heat guard Tyler Herro shoots against the defense of Chinese National Team guard Minghui Sun during a summer league game July 5, 2019. Stephen R. Sylvanie-USA TODAY Sp
Heat guard Tyler Herro makes a pass away during a summer league game the Chinese National Team on July 5, 2019. Stephen R. Sylvanie-USA TODAY Sp
Heat guard Tyler Herro shoots over Chinese National Team center Zhelin Wang (31) and Qi Zhou during the first half of a summer league game at Thomas & Mack Center on July 5, 2019. Stephen R. Sylvanie-USA TODAY Sp
Against the Magic on Tuesday, some of those questions were answered. Herro filled the box score with seven rebounds, five assists and one steal to go along with his 25 points. He made three-pointers in transition, and even tossed a well-placed lob to Yante Maten for a dunk.
That play, according to Heat summer league coach Eric Glass, is what Herro has been showing since Day 1 with the team.
"This is the only Tyler I know," Glass said. "He's shown he can do it all, and we feel comfortable in any of those spots."
Glass said he's been impressed the most with Herro's competitiveness and confidence, which lifts Herro's play to match the competition.
That confidence is why Herro said he expected to play well in Summer League.
"Being a rookie in the NBA is a new transition for myself," Herro said. "Just taking it one day at a time, learning as much as possible and coming in every day with an open mind."
Whitnall High School grad Tyler Herro poses with NBA commissioner Adam Silver after being drafted No. 13 by the Miami Heat last month. (Photo: The Associated Press)
It's been a whirlwind of a past two years for Herro, and it still might not be over.
He could be traded, or he could be playing with Butler or Westbrook; it's impossible for him to know the future. For now, he's focusing on the one thing he knows he can do in Las Vegas, prove he's not just a scoring threat.
Said Herro, "I just try to come out every game and show that I'm a complete player."
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A guide to the (several) Catalan independence trials
Which courts are handling them, who the defendants are, and what they're charged with
10 July 2019 11:58 AM
Neil Stokes & Alan Ruiz Terol | Barcelona
If you follow Catalan News, chances are that you'll have heard about what we call the 'Catalan trial,' which saw some of Catalonia's top politicians in the dock for calling a referendum and trying to split from Spain in 2017. The case attracted widespread international attention and the final verdict, expected for next fall, could have major political consequences for the troubled relationship between Spain and Catalonia.
And yet referring to this case as the 'Catalan trial' can be misleading, because there are several other judicial proceedings investigating Catalonia's push for independence, being handled by different courts, and with other people accused. Here's a quick guide to the different cases.
The trial that will shape Catalonia's future
Spain's Supreme Court (TS)
Defendants: In all, 12 people were in the dock during the trial hearings, including some of Catalonia's most senior politicians at the time of the 2017 independence bid. Nine of them were ministers in the government of Carles Puigdemont, who would also be on trial had he not chosen to go into exile in Belgium. The accused also include Carme Forcadell, who served as the parliament speaker, as well as Jordi Sànchez and Jordi Cuixart, the activists leading Catalonia's main pro-independence grassroots groups at the time of the referendum.
Nine of the accused have been held in preventive detention for most of the process, with Sànchez and Cuixart being uninterruptedly detained since October 16, 2017, despite calls for their release from human rights groups and the United Nations Working Group on Arbitrary Detentions.
Charges: Spain's public prosecutor has charged the nine defendants in custody with misuse of public funds, sedition, and violent rebellion—the latter being one of the most serious offences in the criminal code. The longest requested prison sentence is for Catalonia's former vice president and leader of the Esquerra party, Oriol Junqueras, for whom the public prosecutor has requested 25 years in jail.
The three defendants who were not held behind bars during the trial face lesser charges for offences such as disobedience and misuse of public funds. Rather than prison terms, prosecutors have asked for them to be temporarily barred from holding public office.
Stage: After 52 sessions spanning four months, the cross-examination of the 12 prosecuted leaders, and testimony from 422 witnesses, the trial ended last June. It's now up to the judges to issue a final ruling, which is expected to come out next fall.
A spin-off featuring former parliament bureau members
Spain's High Court in Catalonia (TSJC)
Defendants: Pro-independence leaders tried in Spain's Supreme Court repeatedly requested their case be moved to the Catalan high court, claiming that it's the most qualified to handle their case. The Supreme Court admitted the request, but only for six of them: five former members of the parliament bureau and former MP from the far-left CUP party, Mireia Boya.
As the former chamber speaker and head of the parliament bureau, Forcaell criticized the Supreme Court for not transferring her case along with her colleagues.
Charges: All six defendants are charged with the offense of disobedience for allowing laws enabling independence to be voted on and approved by Catalan lawmakers. Boya, along with Anna Gabriel who avoided prosecution by moving to Switzerland, is being charged for registering the initial proposal.
Stage: The public prosecutor, state attorney and private prosecutor - the far-right Vox party - were given 10 days at the end of April to present their allegations, and once the defense has laid out its position, the preparations for the trial's start will begin.
The Catalan police leadership on trial
Spain's National Court
Defendants: Catalan police chief at the time of the independence bid, Josep Lluís Trapero is among four former police heads being prosecuted in Spain's National Court. The Mossos d'Esquadra police are accused of aiding the independence bid with a lack of action in preventing the referendum and handling the protests during Spanish police raids on September 20.
Charges: Trapero, another Mossos head, and a former interior ministry official are charged by the public prosecutor with rebellion, and face up to 11 years in prison. Another police head is accused of the lesser crime of sedition, and risks a four-year jail term if found guilty.
Stage: The court recently announced that the trial will begin on January 20, 2020, and will probably go on until the middle of March.
30 people on trial over referendum logistics
Local Barcelona court
Defendants: A court in Barcelona is also prosecuting some 30 people indicted over the independence bid, specifically for contributing to the logistics and organization of the October 1 referendum. The defendants include government officials and employees, civil servants, media workers, technicians and business people. Among those indicted are the Diplocat diplomacy council's former head, the former secretary of public information, and the former Catalan government delegate to the EU.
Charges: The defendants face a variety of charges, such as misuse of public funds, disobedience, deceit, revealing secrets and perversion of justice. Until the trial takes place, those accused have been granted liberty on bail of 5.8 million euros.
Stage: The court is still carrying out its investigation in preparation for the trial. On July 9, Guardia Civil officers were ordered by the court to enter a number of Catalan government buildings to look for evidence, such as files and bills.
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One of the most revered figures in rap since his early-'90s debut, DJ Quik emerged as a formidable rapper/producer and extended his career working primarily as a funk-inspired beatmaker for stars and protégés alike. Quik, born David Marvin Blake, made a name for himself in his native Compton, California by compiling mixtapes that also featured AMG, 2nd II None, and Hi-C. On the basis of these tapes, he was signed to Profile and debuted with Quik Is the Name (1991), on which he produced all the tracks and rarely shared the mike -- a rare solo rap artist to do so. The album spawned the Top 20 Billboard R&B/hip-hop chart hits "Tonite" and "Born and Raised in Compton" on its way to RIAA platinum certification. Through the '90s, DJ Quik added to his solo discography with Way 2 Fonky (1992), Safe & Sound (1995), and Rhythm-al-ism (1998), all three of which were certified gold. During this decade, Quik racked up outside production credits as part of Penthouse Players Clique and granted beats to several fellow rappers, mostly West Coast associates, but his most successful collaborative effort was Tony! Toni! Toné!'s "Let's Get Down," a Top 30 pop hit for the R&B group.


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The Spirit of Mother Jones Festival
Shandon, Cork City, Ireland
The Spirit of Mother Jones Festival 2020
The Venues of the Spirit of Mother Jones Festival
"Mother Jones and her Children" Documentary DVD
Songs, Poems and Stories
Categories of News
Author: Oisin O'Mahony
Marty Walsh, Mayor of Boston, Secretary of Labour nominee
January 8, 2021 January 8, 2021 / Oisin O'Mahony	/ Leave a comment
Mayor of Boston, Marty Walsh, speaking in 2020
Letter from Mayor Marty Walsh to the Spirit of Mother Jones Festival in July 2014.
Photo of Mayor Marty Walsh from 2015 U.S. Courtesy of Department of the Interior – https://www.flickr.com/photos/usinterior/19499941525/
Marty Walsh, Mayor of Boston, has been nominated by U.S. President-elect Joe Biden as Secretary of Labour.
The news reports that Martin J. Walsh, Mayor of Chicago since 2014, whose parents were from Co Galway, has been nominated by President elect Joe Biden to be his Secretary of Labour has been welcomed by the Cork Mother Jones Committee. If Mayor Walsh is confirmed he would be the first union member to be Secretary of Labour in almost 50 years. He originally joined the Labourer' Union local 223, eventually becoming president. Later he led the Boston Building Trade Council.
According to Jim Nolan spokesperson for the Committee.
"Back at the 2014 Spirit of Mother Jones Festival, the recently elected Mayor Walsh took the trouble to send a wonderful message of support for the festival. The letter was delivered and presented to the Cork Mother Jones Committee on behalf of Mayor Walsh by the late Professor James Green, of the University of Massachusetts, Boston, who spoke at the 2014 festival. We were absolutely delighted at the time that the Mayor of Boston had recognised the Spirit of Mother Jones festival in Shandon in such a manner and was so forthright in praising our efforts to obtain due recognition for Cork-born labour hero Mother Jones."
Jim Nolan
In his letter dated July 25th 2014, Mayor Walsh thanked the Cork Mother Jones Committee "for honouring her powerful legacy" and went on to say "like Mother Jones we must abide wherever there is a fight against wrong".
All at the festival were very appreciative of this letter which detailed the Mayor's efforts over many years to support workers' rights.
This is an extract from Mayor Walsh in his 2014 letter to the Cork Mother Jones Committee,
"I know that the simple notion of fair day's pay for an honest day's work is far from a simple thing to achieve. Securing justice takes a hard, complex and constant struggle, it takes collective action that is only accomplished through the kind of community building you are doing this weekend in Cork"
Marty Walsh – Lord Mayor of Boston
In response to the recent news, committee spokesman Jim Nolan issued the following statement:
Mother Jones herself could not have put it better and the Cork Mother Jones Committee proposes to send a letter of congratulations to Marty Walsh on his being nominated to this powerful Secretary of Labour position in the US Government. ."
Here is a link to our post about Mayor Walsh's letter from 2014, which includes his full letter of support for the Festival: https://motherjonescork.com/2014/08/06/greetings-from-the-mayor-of-boston/
Mother Jones and her Army of Mill Children
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Mother Jones and her Army of Mill Children by Jonah Winter and Nancy Carpenter
The reality of life for breaker boys
The March of the Mill Children in Shandon, Cork in 2019. Photo courtesy of Claire Stack
Words by Jonah Winter.
Illustrated by Nancy Carpenter.
Published by Schwartz & Wade Books. New York 2020
This book for Children tells the story of the March of the Mill Children led by Mother Jones during July 1903 from Philadelphia to President Roosevelt's summer mansion in Long Island, New York.
Using many quotes from Mother Jones herself, author Winter describes it as a "true story that will excite budding young activists and pint-sized agitators alike" to fight for social justice.
Mother Jones speaks directly to children in an outraged tone, when describing the exploitative conditions of young children in the mines, mills and factories of the American Industrial revolution at the beginning of the 20th Century.
The language is blunt, forceful and engage with children's natural empathy with their oppressed predecessors who were unable to go to school as they worked long hours in terrible conditions.
The illustrations by Nancy Carpenter are first class, with Mother Jones standing out in her dark attire presenting a striking impact in many of the books colourful pages.
" In her own way, Mother Jones is as important as Abraham Lincoln and Martin Luther King Jr. By law, American children must now go to school and are barred from working in factories – thanks in large part to Mother Jones."
Jonah Winter
Yet there remain countries where children still work in factories, an estimated 150 – 200 million children, instead of receiving an education, many are still in factories producing clothes for America and Europe in unacceptable conditions. Mother Jones would remain very active today.
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All articles are from the Cork Mother Jones Committee unless stated or / and free to use to non profit organisations
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Photo: Seoul live @ The Echo. Julian Flavin(left) and Dexter Garcia (right). There's another dude missing in the pic, scroll down to see who was in the shade.
Seoul delivered a mesmerizing performance in The Echo, Los Angeles few days ago and we got knocked out in deamvana by their amazeballer show. The nu dreamwave Montreal trio released their first album I Become a Shade on June of this year and have been touring abroad for the first time. When you listen to their album, they oscillate from hushed soundscape to midtempo reflections.
But when they play live, their music metamorphoses into ground-hopping adrenaline that does not resemble the tracks you've been replaying during chill existential showers. We recognized the lyrics, yet the avalanching percussions and synth-free vocals flabbergasted us with a different side of Seoul – the dance-inducing one, not the soothe-inducing one that we expected.
Photo: Shoutout to Julian for his energetic aura and motherrocking the keyboard!
So wear comfortable shoes, expect a computer-free concert, and be ready to get dance highs. The trio seemed ecstatically surprised to see people sing along whereas we were far more stunned by their expressions. Do they know how earbanging I Become a Shade sounds?


TALLAHASSEE - The jackpot in the Florida Lotto game has grown to $5 million after no one matched the six winning numbers in the latest drawing, lottery officials said Sunday.
Fifty one tickets matched five numbers to win $2,837 each; 2,555 tickets matched four numbers for $45 each; and 42,958 tickets matched three numbers for $5 each.
The winning Florida Lotto numbers selected Saturday were 1-6-11-14-15-29.