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The little sphere


Where he was, where he wasn’t, beyond seventy-seven countries where the little short-tailed pig is touring, there was once a poor man, his wife and three daughters. There was nothing else in the world like a little pig, no, but they nursed it too! He was fat enough to crack. Well, in order not to waste their piglets, they were killed, scorched, their bacon, meat and sausages were placed on the smoke, and they were eaten slowly over the winter. In the spring, there was nothing but the little sphere from the pig. Say the poor woman once to her older daughter:
"Come on, daughter, go up to the attic and get the little ball."
The girl rises, she wants to take down the sphere, but as soon as she touches it, the sphere just sounds:
- What do you want, hey, do you want to eat? I'll eat you! - And hamm, you got it!
The poor woman could not imagine where her daughter would stay so long, send the middle one, go after her aunt, they would bring that sphere. The girl rises, but it also acted just like her aunt: the little sphere - hamm! - Get it. Hey, the poor woman was upset! That he had never seen them stay there for so long because of the useless little sphere.
"Come on, daughter," he tells the youngest girl, "tell your aunts to bring the ball, because I'll turn their heels back."
The little girl goes up at a high speed, but the little sphere catches her too.
"Stop it," says the poor woman, "and then I will bring you down as a sphere, after all." He ran up the ladder with great anger, but if he ran up, he stayed there, the little sphere him too - hamm! - Get it.
The poor man is coming home, so there is neither a woman nor dinner. He searches, yells, "Hey, ma'am, hey, where are you, where have you been ?!" He shouted at his daughters, they had no dust. He looked under the bed, behind the stove, picked up every nook and cranny, they were nowhere to be found. Then he went up to the attic to see if they were there. There he sees the little sphere. Think to yourself, then help yourself, cut off the little sphere, and have dinner if the woman isn't home. But as he walked there, the little sphere shouted angrily:
- What, do you want to eat too? It won't be anything! - S hamm! he grabbed the poor man, too.
Well, it was the miracle of God so far that the little sphere was not torn off; he could only handle four somehow, but when he caught the poor man, he puffed, tore off, and fell. Then he began to roll, he rolled down the ladder, out into the courtyard, out of the courtyard out into the street, and there he caught an army of biting men and women, and he caught them; he rolled on, out on the highway, where a regiment of soldiers met him, he also got caught. Even that wasn't enough for the insatiable sphere. He rolled on, catching a condom boy on the side of the road, who was just eating the bell pepper. Well, he went with the condom boy. He had a good pointed knife with a wooden handle on the condom boy, and when he just grabbed it, the knife got stuck in his mouth and ripped it through. One after another, the soldiers, the biting people, the poor man and his wife and three daughters spilled out. Then everyone ran wherever he saw. There they left the cracked little sphere at the edge of the ditch.
If the little sphere hadn’t cracked, my tale would have lasted longer.

Nearly every tree was down, and Thura Aung could see far into the distance.

“At one spot I saw a group of people running around almost naked trying to capture a pig. I wondered: why are they doing this? Are they really going to eat this pig? They seemed crazed. They called to me. I told them I was going to Amakan but I didn’t want to take them on board. They might have lost their minds.” At the next village, he saw no living people, only bodies and a single mango tree. He stopped the boat and wept for the
first time. Another little boat appeared, carrying people who said they had been swept away for miles. It wasn’t impossible, he thought, that some
people from Amakan had survived.

WHY WE NEED PRIMARY RESEARCH

A common belief seems to persist that Big Data is the cure to all business ailments. Whenever someone admits that they don’t know why something happens, someone else will assuredly suggest that Big Data holds the answer. And, in fairness, data can tell organizations a lot, such as what their customers are buying and whether
they are satisfied with their purchases. What Big Data fails to give us is context. It doesn’t tell us that the shopper chose a particular brand of toilet paper to placate a screaming toddler who “needs” the one with the puppies on it. It doesn’t tell us that although the shopper bought a chest freezer, he plans to retrofit it with his own temperature controls because what he really wants is a refrigerator that
doesn’t have the built-in shelves and space constraints of the upright models he can find in stores. Indeed, Big Data fails to provide cru-
cial information about why customers make decisions and how they interact with products after they are purchased. It is notoriously bad at telling us how customers emotionally relate to products, how they use them in ways that companies never envisioned, and for how long they have been living with a product’s little annoyances, just waiting for a better solution to come around.

“It’s hard when you’re doing so much and they’re not doing as much. You come back around them and try to tell them, ‘I was doing this and I was doing that’ and it seems like no one is interested. Then you gotta fall back and do the knowledge like, ‘Maybe I should shut the fuck up and not say anything else about what I been doing because nobody’s as happy about it as I am.’

Wu has been using some more powerful weapons
I'm out of ammo, have you ever seen a video of a dog?
There are no cameras, no microphones
The only thing that can see is you
You're still an athlete, a boxer
It doesn't matter how many people you're in.
You're still the best, it's all about you
Don't worry, I'll show you your next match on the world stage
You're a badass, get ready for the big day
You're going to be the best man, get ready for the big day
I just want the world to see you all, you look so different
You're so smart, you will be the best
You're so powerful, you will be the best
You're so clever, you will be the best
You're so cunning, you will be the best
The world is not your field when you're in it, so I won't let you down
You want to be the best, you want to be the best
You're so good, you want to be the best
You're so fast, you want to be the best
You're so smart, you want to be the best
You're so talented, you want to be the best
You're so bright, you want to be the best
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You're so great, you want to be the best
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You're so brilliant, you want to be the best
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You're so good, you want to be the best
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You're so strong, you want to be the best
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You're so good, you want to be the best
You're so strong, you want to be the best
You're so good, you want to be the best
You're so strong, you want to be the best
You're so strong, you want to be the best
You're so strong, you want to be the best
You're so strong, you want to be the best
You're so strong, you want to be

The bill passed overwhelmingly in both houses of Congress. Senator
Mitch McConnell, the primary sponsor of the bill, said, “We must never tire in the pursuit of justice in long-suffering Burma until Suu Kyi is free and the struggle for freedom is won.” Senator McConnell, later Senate Majority Leader, was a diehard fan of Aung San Suu Kyi; on his office wall hung a framed letter she had sent the year before, thanking him for
his support.

"Imagine thinking a non-divisive curriculum is one that tells black children the buying and selling of their ancestors, the rape, torture, and forced labor of their ancestors for PROFIT, was just a ‘necessary evil’ for the creation of the ‘noblest’ country the world has ever seen."