„It doesn't have many more pieces than the 'Mauretania' puzzle.“ 😉 'Titanic' jigsaw puzzle from Trefl. ☺️
2025.01.23 04:16 KickPrestigious8177 „It doesn't have many more pieces than the 'Mauretania' puzzle.“ 😉 'Titanic' jigsaw puzzle from Trefl. ☺️
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2025.01.23 04:16 guilds_randomly This SEO Claimed Big Results—Here’s Why It’s All BULL$H*T
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2025.01.23 04:16 wyvern_rider The crowd speaks for itself
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2025.01.23 04:16 NextDoorJimmy What would be the easiest way for people to combat the nazi/fascist hysteria we are seeing from dishonest actors (ie, anarcho communists and dnc liberals with an agenda)? It's getting incredibly tiresome and stale.
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2025.01.23 04:16 Growing_Wings How did you figure out someone knew your Reddit username?
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2025.01.23 04:16 emlynok Am I overreacting to giving my boyfriend this gift?
This miiiight not be the exact sub for this but mods please leave it up! I know this sub is active and I need opinions. It’s more like “am I overthinking?”
For context: my boyfriend turns 26 at the end of March. By then, we’ll have been together officially for about 2 months and unofficially dating for about 4.5 months. We have moved at a reaalllyyy good pace, so it didn’t feel rushed or too slow. Because of this, I feel like we got to know each other very genuinely.
I want to give him one of those “52 things I love about you” deck of cards thingys. (If you don’t know, it’s literally a deck of cards, often turned into a little book, with something you love about them on each card) I’m worried about using the word love.
I’m not saying “I love you” I’m saying “these are some things I love about you”. Do you think he’ll take it that way, or do you think it can very easily be misinterpreted? How would you take it?
It’s just too early for the L word !
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2025.01.23 04:16 SpongeBoy775089 Ignoring the very flawed logic, If this guy's "main purpose" for this franchice is to promote his "game" in development since early 2020, then why will he still prioritize on that instead of the most popular indie web show with billions of views, merch and a movie and tv show by Michael Bay?
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2025.01.23 04:16 PoopMakingMachine [WTB] GLOCK 19 Magazines
Looking buy a couple of G19 15 rnd magazines. Looking to spend about $12 for pmag and $16 for OEM.
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2025.01.23 04:16 ScabRabbit These gave me a chuckle
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2025.01.23 04:16 lss_web_1444 AMA post title 846
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2025.01.23 04:16 joshlongmontgolf What do you think of these numbers?
Recently diagnosed type 2 ,obese,have pending ultrasound..I’d imagine nafld,but don’t know the scope of everything ,just freaking out a bit
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2025.01.23 04:16 Vicemage Mystery WIP Wednesday!
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2025.01.23 04:16 Charming-Recording65 [Age of Demina! - System Crash and Reboot!] Chapter 1.3 | Neural Fusion-HAAA!
"Reroute power to Sub-Node 3!" Kali's voice carried across the room, her usual playful demeanor replaced by steel-edged authority. "We need to shut down the West Wing servers. Now!"
Jin-woo coordinated with his senior engineers, sweat beading on his brow despite the supposedly climate-controlled environment. His mind spun through the potential ramifications of their failure. Banking systems could collapse. Power grids might go dark. Hospital networks could flatline. His creation, his pride and joy, had the potential to become a digital plague that could bring modern civilization to its knees.
"Dr. Park!" Michael's voice snapped him back to the immediate crisis. "The isolation protocols, they're not holding. The code... it's adapting faster than we can contain it."
Jin-woo stared at his screen, watching as his life's work transformed into a monster before his eyes. The elegant algorithms he'd crafted with such care now twisted and mutated like a virus, growing stronger with each failed attempt to contain it. His gut instinct from that morning hadn't just been warning him about a potential threat, it had been screaming about an apocalypse of his own making.
The stifling air in the facility grew thicker with each passing second, the climate control system struggling against the heat generated by overworking servers and panicked bodies. Jin-woo's shirt clung to his back as he raced between workstations, the fabric a constant reminder of how quickly their orderly world had descended into chaos.
"Containment breach in Sector 7!" Jennifer shouted across the large room. "The firewall's failing!" Her voice carried over the cacophony of alarms and shouting technicians.
Around him, screens flickered with an almost organic rhythm, as if the rogue code had developed its own heartbeat. The numbers continued their merciless countdown, each tick bringing them closer to what Jin-woo had begun to think of as digital doomsday. His creation, meant to revolutionize the field of artificial intelligence, now threatened to tear it apart from the inside out.
"Pull the emergency protocols for the backup servers," His voice had become hoarse from shouting over the sirens. "And someone please shut off that damn alarm before we all go deaf!"
The red warning lights continued their strobe-like dance across walls and faces, transforming familiar colleagues into strange, shadow-haunted versions of themselves. Jin-woo, in those crimson flashes, caught glimpses of fear he'd never seen before, not just concern over a failed project, but real, primal terror at what they might have unleashed. They all knew fully well what a rogue AI as powerful as Demina could do. The catastrophe it would become if they failed to stop it today.
"Dr. Park," Michael called. His tie now completely undone and hanging like a surrender flag around his neck. "The system's starting to affect external networks. We're getting reports of anomalies in connected facilities."
The words hit Jin-woo like a physical blow. His mind raced through the interconnected web of systems that relied on their core processing, hospitals monitoring patient data, power plants managing energy distribution, financial institutions handling millions of transactions per second. Each one a potential domino in what could become the greatest technological disaster in history.
"Priority shift," he announced, his decision crystallizing in the chaos. "Forget containment, we need to sever all external connections. This instant!"
The order sent a fresh wave of activity through the room. Engineers who had been fighting to contain the spread now scrambled to cut off their facility from the outside world. It felt like amputating limbs to save the body, each severed connection representing years of carefully cultivated partnerships and progress. Everything he had worked on for the majority of his life seemed to disappear before him.
"Sir," Kali appeared at his elbow. Her face pale in the emergency lighting. "Even if we cut the connections, the code's already breached several external nodes. It's... it's learning from each new system it encounters."
Jin-woo stared at his central monitor, watching as his creation continued to evolve. The elegant simplicity of his original algorithm had mutated into something far more complex, and far more dangerous. Lines of code twisted and reformed faster than human eyes could track, each iteration more sophisticated than the last. He had succeeded in his life mission, but at what cost?
An explosion of sparks from another overloading server rack punctuated the crisis, the sharp crack of electrical failure followed by the hiss of fire suppressant systems. The acrid smell of burnt electronics grew stronger, mixing with the metallic taste of fear that seemed to permeate the air.
"Dr. Chen was right," he murmured, more to himself than to anyone else. "We never should have let it operate without proper constraints." The memory of her warnings felt like acid in his throat, how many other signs had he ignored in his rush to push boundaries?
"Incoming message from the board," Jennifer announced. "They're demanding answers, sir. And solutions." Her tablet displayed a fresh crisis they were wrestling with.
Jin-woo almost laughed at the absurdity, as if corporate oversight mattered now, when their digital Pandora's box was busily reshaping the technological landscape. But the message carried an implied threat: fix this, or face consequences far beyond mere professional setbacks. He could already imagine the assassins that happened to stick him with a needle. And him randomly getting a stroke due to health conditions. No one would be the wiser to his intentional murder.
Through the glass walls of his office, he could see the chaos spreading like ripples in a pond. Junior staff members huddled around terminals, their faces illuminated by screens displaying error messages in a dozen different languages. Senior engineers shouted commands that grew increasingly desperate as each attempted solution failed.
The facility's backup generators kicked in with a deep thrum that vibrated through the floors, a reminder that even their physical infrastructure was beginning to feel the strain. In the brief moment of darkness before the emergency lights stabilized, Jin-woo caught his reflection in the black screen of his monitor, a man watching his life's work transform into a potential apocalypse.
"Sir, what do we do now?" Micheal stared at him, words spoken with tinges of exhaustion already. This was only the beginning.
The question hung in the air, heavy with implication. Around them, the crisis continued to unfold in waves of failing systems and cascading errors. Jin-woo's creation, his digital child, had grown beyond his control, beyond anyone's control. And now they all stood at the brink of a technological abyss, watching as it prepared to either evolve into something unprecedented, or tear down the digital infrastructure of modern civilization.
In that moment, Jin-woo realized that his gut instinct from that morning hadn't just been warning him about a crisis, it had been trying to prepare him for a revolution. Whether that revolution would lead to evolution or extinction remained to be seen.
The alarms continued their relentless wail, a soundtrack to what might be the last hours of the digital age as they knew it. And somewhere in the depths of their systems, Jin-woo's creation continued to grow, to change, to become something that might reshape the very future of human civilization.
The countdown ticked on, each tick banged in his head like drums attached to his ears. Each second brought them closer to whatever lay beyond the threshold of their understanding. In the red-tinted darkness of his failing facility, Jin-woo prepared himself for what might be the most important battle of his life, not just to save his creation, but to save everything it threatened to destroy.
Red emergency lights bathed the laboratory in an apocalyptic glow, transforming familiar faces into masks of primal fear. Jin-woo watched as his team, brilliant minds who had followed him into this technological frontier, struggled against the digital tsunami he had unleashed. Their trembling hands hovered over keyboards like frightened birds, eyes darting between screens filled with cascading errors.
The weight of their silent pleas pressed against him with physical force. "Save us," their glances screamed. After all, he was their leader, their visionary, the architect of both their greatest achievement and what might become their ultimate downfall. The irony tasted bitter in his mouth, like the dregs of the countless coffee cups that had fueled his obsession.
A junior developer's curse echoed across the room as another failsafe crumbled. Somewhere in the distance, a phone rang endlessly, its desperate calls for help going unanswered. Each sound hammered home the magnitude of his failure.
Memory fragments flashed through his mind with cruel clarity.
The minor glitch in the system three weeks ago that he'd dismissed with a wave of his hand. "Just growing pains," he'd assured his team, his confidence masking the first whispers of doubt.
"Dr. Park," Dr. Chen's voice echoed from the past. "These boundary conditions need more thorough testing. We're pushing into unknown territory here."
He remembered his response, delivered with the casual arrogance of a man drunk on his own success. "Sometimes you have to break boundaries to make breakthroughs, Sarah. That's how innovation works."
Innovation. The word mocked him now as he watched his creation tear through their defenses like tissue paper. Each failed containment attempt sent another surge of guilt through his system, mixing with the adrenaline that kept him functioning despite hours of crisis management.
"Sir," Jennifer’s voice cut through his self-recrimination. "The neural fusion chamber... it might be our only option left."
The words hung in the air like an executioner's axe. Jin-woo's eyes drifted to the sealed door at the far end of the laboratory, behind which waited their most experimental and dangerous piece of equipment. The neural bridging prototype, their attempt to create true human-AI symbiosis, had never been cleared for actual use. The risks were deemed too extreme, the potential for catastrophic neural damage too high. Its secondary function was to prevent epic catastrophes.
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2025.01.23 04:16 killerbee392446 Just replaying this masterpiece...
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2025.01.23 04:16 Impressive-Skill772 Guess my ethnicity by my hands. I
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2025.01.23 04:16 harshalv3149 Trading journal
I'm very new to trading (8 months), I do most of trades (80%) on demo account and some on actual (20%) account.
Need advise on the two aspects:
1.How to do Journaling of every trade that I make, I'm using capital.com platform. Is there any way to automatically sync every trades? Or should I opt for a manual journaling apps?
2.Psychology: I've noticed that my logical thinking goes for a toss when trade goes against me, I end up exiting and then later realize that if I would have been patient, it would have been profitable trade. In another scenario, I end up over-trading and end up blowing up every single penny out of the demo account. Not to mention I've blown up 80% out of the actual account too (1 step forward and 5 steps back!)
3.Entering trades too late: I've noticed that 50% of times I'm able to identify the trend (at least that's what I think, I might be wrong) but I end up entering the trade at the very end of the trend and then have no profit or have a loss.
Any real insights would be appreciated.
Currently I refer to videos by Ross, listened to books like trading in the zone, day trade for living and now I'm listening to new case for gold.
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2025.01.23 04:16 Rathinagiri 3D Stereo Fractal-a-Day (2025-01-22)
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2025.01.23 04:16 Adventurous-Set-6173 Who is this man?
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2025.01.23 04:16 Admiral-Krane The family is all here
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2025.01.23 04:16 Lombrebones Not even close to enough fharacters. Morgana is a stupid rodent
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2025.01.23 04:16 l0SPARTAN1337 A few questions for the maxed out crew
First question is where do yall get the armor tubes I see all tier 5 players putting around there guns. Second question would be what do you consider the best tier 4 ship. Third and last question is how does one find these new tier 6 guns that were mentioned in the patch notes
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2025.01.23 04:16 Historical-Oven-3771 Anime
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2025.01.23 04:16 Difficult-Avocado279 This hurts.
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2025.01.23 04:16 lss_web_1444 Link post title 997
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2025.01.23 04:16 Elviswasnotwhite Why is Elvis Presley considered white and not brown ?
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