[Op-Ed] - Why DeepSeek disruption is the China risk Wall Street can’t ignore | South China Morning Post

2025.01.30 08:43 AutoNewspaperAdmin [Op-Ed] - Why DeepSeek disruption is the China risk Wall Street can’t ignore | South China Morning Post

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2025.01.30 08:43 AutoNewspaperAdmin [Sports] - Fantasy Premier League: time to triple captain Salah, back Ndiaye, and watch out for transfers | South China Morning Post

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2025.01.30 08:43 Ldn1701 Quick thought on the current story arc

Because I enjoy overthinking things, here's a quick thought about the current arc.
We can all basically agree that the Aetherians are going to betray us at some point. There are tonnes of theories that they are multiversal Borg, or Iconians, or Borconians.
But then I remembered- the first mission specifically states that the Tholians classify everything by race, with no distinctions between reality.
We know in the next mission that we get to board the Harmony. Do we think that we'll download information, give it to Bright Eyes, and that'll be the big reveal? Or he'll board with us, etc?
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2025.01.30 08:43 Spirited_Can1781 Best ways to build a collection?

I have a ton of cards (mostly hand me downs from friends). I only have a few “rare” cards but the max they’re worth 50 bucks. I love all my cards and don’t care too much about rarity but would love to be one of those crazy card collectors. The only thing about my collection that I think is kinda cool but I don’t know if it’s worth anything or special but I have a ton of cards from the 90’s and 2000’s. What’s the best way to build up my collection and get more rare cards?? I’m new to this and don’t know what the best packs and sets are to get. It doesn’t really matter the price of the sets as long as they’re reasonable. What packs should I start with?
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2025.01.30 08:43 AcademicPicture9109 How to produce proof of doing a reading project?

I am a Physics undergrad who wants to be a mathematician. I am thinking of doing a Reading project in a pure math topic under a prof, for the sake of knowledge itself and also to build my profile.
But how do I produce proof of doing this project? This is not a part of an official program. I was hoping that I could use this for further projects and grad admission opportunities.
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2025.01.30 08:43 PuzzledSandMan What inspired the visual style of BotW?

Its pretty different from their previous styles but its really gorgeous, so I was curious what artists or concepts etc. was this new style inspired by? Id be great if yall could link articles too, but no fuss.
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2025.01.30 08:43 Old-Practice-5519 F chord, open vs barre chord

Hi guys,
I see a lot of experienced players playing the F chord open , is there any reason ? would they play the barre chord and the open chord in different situations ? if so , when to play the barre chord and when to play the open one ?
Sorry if the question is obvious i just cant figure it out.
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2025.01.30 08:43 Puzzleheaded-Ball-35 Làm tuyên giáo chỉ cần học tới lớp 2

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2025.01.30 08:43 asxtrobrian i feel so alone. o need to vent and be listened to

this is a copy paste from the emetophobia sub, which is a phobia I have (which explains why this was all so traumatic for me). N* and V* are censored words for nausea and vomit/vomiting.
Please don’t suggest medication, supplements or methods for my health. Please don’t suggest what you think I could have or something else to test out, I find it incredibly triggering right now and I just want to vent and be listened to, not go on another diagnostic search. Please respect this.
I’ve been chronically ill with POTS, endometriosis and recently type 1 diabetes, for almost 7 years and it’s completely taken over my life. Unfortunately, my number one symptom is n. I’ve had horrendous, often unbearable n for years and there were many, MANY times I was sure I would v*. It’s taken a massive toll on my mental toll, causing depression, anxiety disorders and agoraphobia, and lots of trauma. The people in this sub are the only ones who would understand how terrifying and traumatic this kind of thing is, so I felt I needed to come here with this because I haven’t gotten support from anyone in my life and I’m really struggling.
2024 was an incredibly hard year for me for many reasons, mostly unrelated to my chronic illness, because for the most part I had gotten used to the level of sick I feel every day. It’s sad and pitiful, but true. My everyday is so different than it was a decade ago, my brain and body have changed and adjusted a lot to feeling horrible over the years. Anyway, the year was really hard on me and I was under so much stress that I was sure something bad would happen to my health. Well, I was right..
In early October, almost 4 months ago, I went from my “normal” levels of sickness, to a level that almost killed me. I woke up on the 9th fine, ate like I normally did, which was a decently large amount of food, and felt very full and like I might v* for an hour or so. It started to calm down after that and I decided to go on a car ride with my mom who I currently live with. Not even a minute into the car ride, I started to feel severely n. The type of n I’ve only felt when I’m going to v. I’m not going to get into as many details as I could because I’ve learned how triggering it is to go through all that again mentally, even though I so desperately crave to be understood and comforted through this. To make a long and excruciating day short, I spent the next 3-4 hours fighting with every fiber of my being to not v. The n* was indescribably bad, so bad I tried to make myself v* multiple times over the course of 4 more hours because I could not handle the n. I’ve never done that in my life. I swear I would’ve and still would rather die than v, but the n* was THAT bad. I can’t describe it any other way, but it was destroying me and I acted out of desperation.
Despite my efforts, I couldn’t v. I guess my body really refused after all, but it was an excruciating 12 hours. What my mind went through during that time, what my body went through has scarred me. The next day I was still feeling very ill and refused to eat or drink until my n was at least at the level I’m used to. I went to an urgent care and when they were convinced I was pregnant (which I’m not), I went to the ER. They ran blood tests only and gave me zofran, which has never worked for me. They found my potassium low so they gave me iv potassium, something I hadn’t ever gotten before. They gave me reglan for the n* when the zofran didn’t touch it, and between that and the iv potassium, I went through another horrible few hours. I developed akathisia immediately from the reglan and violently convulsed until the medicine wore off, which took hours. I went into a state I don’t really know how to describe, something like dissociation but also being trapped in my body. It was horrible, something I’ll never forget and something I’m terrified to ever experience again. Eventually after spending the whole day in the ER, they sent me home and I attempted eating. Eating went okay that first night, but I was so scared after what I’d experienced. What I didn’t know is that I had an entire month of worse coming for me.
After a few days at home, dealing with the n, vertigo, dizziness and not being able to eat more than a few bites or drink more than a couple sips of water, I ended up exactly where I was on day one, with the most severe n ive ever felt in my life. I couldn’t move my head, I couldn’t speak, and I always had a plastic bag with me because I was SURE, and it broke my mind to be in that state. Constant fight or flight, I’ve never been more terrified. I went back to the ER in the middle of the night and was given zofran again, which again, didn’t do anything. My n* persisted through the morning and my nervous system was so overactive from the fear I felt that my muscles cramped and I shook uncontrollably for hours. They decided to keep me overnight to run more tests and try to see if they could figure out what was going on. Later that afternoon, after multiple zofran doses did absolutely nothing, I was given compazine for the n. If you don’t know anything about reglan or compazine, they’re known to give horrible side effects, especially akathisia. After my experience with reglan, I was scared to try anything new but I went for it because I was desperate for the n to end. The compazine gave me a more severe reaction (akathisia again) than the reglan, and lasted much longer. The next few days were torturous, and I do mean that word in every sense. I hallucinated and wanted to rip my skin off, I felt like I was dying yet also already dead somehow. In my dissociative state, I accidentally admitted to being suicidal and was put on a suicide risk watch. My mom, who was with me through it all, cried a lot during this time. I guess it must’ve looked really bad from another perspective.
I was hospitalized for a week and many procedures were done to me, so many of them invasive and painful. Every test known to man was run on me and everything came back fine always. My n* was the same, and I only ate one bite of food throughout my entire stay. I barely drank any water and relied on iv fluids. After being mistreated and diabetes being completely out of wack thanks to the nurses, i was discharged after a week and went home with nothing more than i came with, besides a boat load of new medications which did nothing to help.
At home, i hoped that I could slowly increased the amount of food i was able to tolerate without severe n* and g**ging and slowly but surely get better. I could only tolerate 4-5 noodles per day, or a bite of food, anything more and i felt horrendous. It was the same without whatever food i tried, whenever i tried it, and with any liquids too. It was like i had suddenly developed severe gastroparesis overnight, but that was the only thing the doctors didn’t test for (mainly because I couldn’t tolerate enough food for the test). I spent the next 10 days doing the same thing, day in and day out, and eventually by the last 2 days, I couldn’t stand or even sit up without severe tachycardia and loss of consciousness. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was hours away from death.
I sent my pcp a message telling her everything that was going on and she told me to immediately call an ambulance to take me to the best hospital she knew of. I was skeptical about going right away, because I’ve always invalidated and minimized my struggles, but it was the correct thing to do. Even though I minimized it, I felt like I was dying. I kept having this running thought that I might be dying, and my dog refused to leave my side the entire day. I now think my dog had a sense of the state of my health. When the paramedics and ambulance arrived, my blood sugar was in the 40s and I wasn’t aware at all. I wasn’t able to eat enough to get my blood sugar up, so they rushed me to the ER. At the ER, I spent the next few hours getting blood drawn endlessly and more invasive and painful procedures, and was asked if I consented to CPR and resuscitation. At that point I knew I was in deep trouble but I couldn’t really wrap my head around it, I still can’t.
I wanted to say no so bad. I was so tired and so, so scared. The idea of dying and being brought back to the life I was living felt like torture, and I so badly wanted to say no, but I forced out a yes because my mom was present. In my exhaustion and desperation, I admitted to her about forcing myself to consent. For the first time ever, my mom told me she would mourn endlessly, but she would rather I “go” if it meant I didn’t have to suffer anymore. My mom is the last person to say this, she’s always been very hard about perseverance and resilience, especially to me. At that point I really felt like I was at my end. If whatever was eating away at me didn’t kill me, I might’ve myself. I’ve never been so hopeless, helpless and absolutely terrified in my entire life. I’d never been in such excruciating emotional (and physical) pain and distress in my life. I’ve been through so much, so much so that I was diagnosed was c-ptsd long before this, I’ve experienced my dad dying, abuse, severe mental illness, multiple family members dying and a lot of other big traumas, but never in my life has I felt so helpless and afraid.
I found out the next day that I was in a severe state of DKA (diabetic ketoacidosis) from prolonged starvation and stress on my body. Somehow, both DKA and a low blood sugar almost killed me on the same day. I found out that because of the state I was in, the DKA, starvation, dehydration and severe electrolyte imbalances, I was hours away from death and would’ve died if I didn’t call the ambulance when I did. My results came back and I was in an extremely critical state, something I couldn’t comprehend with the way I was conscious and talking. It’s still so hard to wrap my head around it, how close I was to dying.
The first day at the 3rd hospital, I was in excruciating, 10/10 pain. My doctors were convinced I had kidney stones from the severe dehydration over the last month, but testing took a long time. I wasn’t given any pain meds for an entire day and eventually became so desperate that I wanted to stab myself to relieve the pain a bit. Because I’d be staying in the ICU for a while, I was given a deep vein IV (not sure of the name) which was a very painful process. It was the only relief and distraction I felt from the other pain the entire day. Finally, after my mom threw a fit, I was given morphine. It relieved the pain just enough that I didn’t want to hurt myself anymore, but caused yet another distressing night of side effects. I went into another severe dissociative state and couldn’t tell what was real and what wasn’t. I said things without recognizing I was speaking, and once again, was put on suicide risk for words I didn’t even know I had said.
The next couple days were spent doing more procedures and testing to see what was originally wrong, while also correcting the severe DKA. I had an exploratory laparoscopy scheduled for a week later, and that was my only source of hope in finding what was happening to me. In that week leading up to the surgery, I was given countless medications and treatments, from potassium to magnesium to addictive substances, all ranging from giving painful side effects, to inducing hallucinatory and dissociative states, to worsening my nausea, to causing me to stop breathing. A couple days in, I had a random seizure episode (and my first one) which was believed to have been caused by either severe distress or electrolyte imbalances. I was scared out of my mind, experiencing so much at once and left with empty result after result, leaving me to think I might not have a life worth living anymore. Finally, the day before my surgery, I was given iv Ativan, and was finally able to tolerate a little bit of food. The first amount of food I had eaten in over and month. I still couldn’t drink liquids, but it was enough to give me some strength for the surgery.
The day of the surgery I was terrified. I felt like this surgery would determine whether or not my life was worth living anymore, whether I would take my life or not. It was all I had left. The surgery went well, and some more endometriosis lesions and inflammatory adhesions were found. My appendix was also in a horrible state and it turned out I had been in a state of chronic appendicitis for who knows how long, and it was caught just before it might’ve burst. The next few days were really hard, I still wasn’t able to eat and struggled a lot with post-op pain and bad reactions to the narcotics. The state of pain I was in for nearly my entire state was so bad that even dilaudid didn’t take it away, I just had to take the pain for my entire stay. 5 days post-op, I still couldn’t eat or drink, so I was given another dose of Ativan, which helped me enough that I could eat again for the first time since before my surgery. Doctors were glad to have found endometriosis again and remove it, but they didn’t know what else to do for my n* and inability to eat or drink. They moved me down from the ICU to a lesser intense unit, and I was discharged around a week after my surgery.
Since then, my ability to eat has improved enough that I can tolerate one cup of water per day and about one full meal, split up into 5-6 feedings throughout the course of 24 hours. It’s not where I want to be, but it’s enough that I haven’t been hospitalized again. The first month home after my discharge, I was in a severe state of dissociation. Days passed and I couldn’t remember what I’d done during the day, I didn’t recognize myself as a person and even less what happened over the last month as something that happened to ME. I was heavily disconnected for that first month, up until I had to go back to the ER for severe ketones in early December. Actually, the same day that all of this started, the 9th. For some reason that I still don’t know, my ketones had risen to extreme levels and I felt terrible, so much so that I couldn’t fix it at home. The night before, the 8th, I felt so terrible, SO n* and in so much pain that I wrote a suicide note and cried myself to sleep, which was the first time I’d cried since my discharge at the hospital (because I was so numb and disconnected). I went to the ER early on December 9th and hoped to be in and out quickly and easily with some fluids and maybe some relief for my n* and pain. Going back to the ER, the same one I went to the first time I was hospitalized, was already difficult enough on its own, but it got worse.
It was packed that day and I spent around an hour in the waiting room. In the last 15 minutes I was waiting to be called to a room, a guy sat a few feet in front of me with a v* bag. I was instantly anxious but tried to keep calm, watching him and trying to convince myself it wouldn’t happen. Well, in the last 2 minutes before I was called, he started to violently and loudly v* into his bag. I couldn’t pull my earbuds out fast enough, so I heard every second of it. I went into fight or flight again and walked away to a different section of the waiting room, where I was called back almost immediately. I lost my ability to walk from my fear and had to be wheeled to my room. There, they gave me zofran again (eye roll) and ran tests. My ketones were high but I wasn’t in DKA again so I just needed fluids to get them down. They ran some more imaging tests just to be sure I wasn’t dealing with any obstructions causing the nausea and pain, and everything came back fine.
I asked if I could be given something for my anxiety, because after witnessing that guy v*, I didn’t think I could handle myself. I was terrified it was noro or terrified I would somehow get whatever he had. It had also been extremely triggering regardless of the possibility that it was contagious and I felt like I would be a threat to myself if I didn’t get help. I was given Ativan and it drastically reduced my anxiety, and I was discharged. I made it home and took a long shower, trying to metaphorically wash off the events of the day. That night, I had a panic attack and began crying uncontrollably. Since that day, I’ve been experiencing severe ptsd and the crying and panic hasn’t stopped. My mental health is…. I don’t even know. It feels more like my soul was broken than anything.
I know it’s all science, I know I have ptsd on top of c-ptsd now, I know all the technical aspects of what my mind and body went through in the state of survival and terror, but it feels so much more than that. So much was taken from me. So much so that the words don’t even come to mind, I go blank when asked to describe or detail what I’m going through. I just feel. I don’t think, I don’t verbalize it anymore. I can’t figure out a way to put this into words, and if I could, I wouldn’t want to. Every conversation that has to center around this crushes my soul just a little more each time. Every doctors and chronic care appointment, which are now at least twice daily appointments, rips a little more out of me. Since my discharge after my surgery, I’ve spent every day of every week having to relieve what I went through, explain that I haven’t improved any more than the little bit a did at the start, and have to face my future. The possibility that this is it, this is the best my health will be from now on. The possibility that it could all happen again. The possibility that I might end up in the ER again. And it’s all too much.
I’ve tried talking to loved ones about it, but from my mom I get “why can’t you be more happy” or she takes her own trauma and frustration out on me. From friends, I get “lol same” when I try to describe how broken I feel now. Now I just say I’m fine and isolate, I’d rather be alone and not hurt than hear another “saaame anyways about my day” or “you’re ungrateful and insolent”.
If I work up the courage to actually send an honest message to a friend, the message isn’t read until days later, long after the feeling of that moment is over. I feel no comfort or support from the people in my life. The only person who could potentially help me is a professional, but part of the ptsd is the fear to talk about this and the avoidance at all costs. I also feel more heartbroken having to speak to a professional about this when what I want more than anything is a hug and to be told that I’m safe. I went to be held in my bed and told that this bed is not the hospital bed, because even when open eyes I still feel myself there every day. I want to be told that I’m seen and understood, I want someone to hold me and cry with me and now even say anything more but just FEEL like I’m not alone in this. I don’t want therapy, but I am getting it. I have all the doctors and professionals for this right now, but more than anything I want someone I love to help me feel safe, if even for just a moment. But all I get is segway conversations, criticism and judgment or just being ignored completely.
So I came here in the hopes that someone would be willing enough to read all of this and maybe that would be enough for me to feel some sort of support, even if through a screen and by a stranger.
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2025.01.30 08:43 Exact_Profession9715 Android Wirtz SBC fixed and rating revealed for midfielders

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2025.01.30 08:43 Stalker_from_zone We can voteTypemoon games to be ported to PC via Gog dreamlist. Pleeeease vote

We can voteTypemoon games to be ported to PC via Gog dreamlist. Pleeeease vote GOG has launched the "GOG Dreamlist" program where users would vote on what games they would like to see added to the platform.
There is no guarantee they will follow up on this but still
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2025.01.30 08:43 Anxious-Sherbert2172 Test

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2025.01.30 08:43 No-Razzmatazz-3936 [31M] looking for a voice chat!!

Heeey would love to voice chat with someone!! Im looking to voice chat with F ONLY I've been getting a lot of spam and sellers so if you're real tell me your favourite colour on the DM!!
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2025.01.30 08:43 Federal_Staff9462 Is there any way to fix this? It's extremely frustrating..

Is there any way to fix this? It's extremely frustrating.. The last time played Hitman was in November. On January 25 of this year i decided to play again, and I started getting this issue. I have tried all troubleshooting methods, updated network drivers, graphics drivers, windows is up-to-date. Cleared the cache, changed the domain. I have contacted Hitman support and of course they're not able to provide any solution for this. I want to play elusive targets and freelancer. This is so frustrating, I don't know what to do. So if anyone has any solution, please let me know. On a side note, I got the same issue in 2023, and the only way I could fix it was by updating windows. This time that didn't work as there was no update available when I checked.
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2025.01.30 08:43 kiefesh H:Nuka-Cola quantums, Sunshine Oil,Canned Coffee,stimpacks,Plasma Cores W:offers

H:Nuka-Cola quantums, Sunshine Oil,Canned Coffee,stimpacks,Plasma Cores W:offers .ign: Wceend420#3582
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2025.01.30 08:43 Velkydia Two-handed Axe, 6th Patch nerf

If anyone woke up today hoping to play their Berserker Warrior and wonder why Whirlwind now feels like garbage I'd thought I'd explain as I just yesterday discovered how broken it was.
Here is the intended way Whirlwind should work (and does after 6th patch):

Here's how it worked prior to 6th patch:
So basically Whirlwind now deals 37,5% of its original damage, it procs less hits so you get less benefit from anything that previously would benefit from hitting twice as much. If you want video proof I did a recording of this yesterday cause I couldn't get my excel calculations to match up the numbers I was getting in-game.
Hopefully they'll buff Whirlwind again, otherwise this is probably the end of Whirlwind for now...
Good luck out there.
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2025.01.30 08:43 FootNugget797 MC Event Game OST Tierlist (Vaulted Games Excluded)

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2025.01.30 08:43 KnightArotrias Married Couples - How do you split your finances?

We got married 3 months ago and are researching ways on how best to handle our savings and expenses. For now, both our salaries are almost the same but I tend to spend slightly more than my SO (regular outings with friends and family). She focuses more on savings and investments (stocks, bonds etc) and doesm't go out very often. We don't have kids yet (planning for 1 in the next 3 years) and our BTO will only be ready in 4 years so we don't have any major expenses ahead.
Currently, we both have our own savings account and we split 50-50 for all expenses, but we are thinking of merging our finances together. We've seen many "healthy couple" posts recommending combining both salaries into 1 joint account and settling all expenses from that account. Can any married couple vouch for this method or any other ways that the finances can be split?
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2025.01.30 08:43 Xeveronivy I don't feel anything when reading/watch hentai, am I a weirdo?

So as the title says,... I'm straight and I love men!!! FYI I have never experienced sexual stuff irl too and I never masturbate at all because in my opinion it such a waste of time, like, I have other things to do that can make me happy but not doing such stuff even though I love making my man horny, but whenever I see his thing up I really don't feel anything just feeling like "oh wow okay." As long as he is happy it's all matters. I also sometimes pretend like I LOVE seeing his thing but in reality it would be like "😐" this emoji. Also only seeing his thing up online and never irl...
I love reading/watching hentai, most of them I found out on the internet are good ones but I don't feel anything at all!!!
What should I do? Am I really really weird? Is something wrong with me? Am I abnormal? 😭🙏🏻
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2025.01.30 08:43 Joeybean2024 WANQU Wenda & Gray

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2025.01.30 08:43 joseph187_ Pub G Beam on Xbox

I'm trying to get Pub G Beam to work, I'm on Xbox and no matter what I do it has no effect in game. There's also no error codes or anything, and it is updated.
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2025.01.30 08:43 Full-Discussion3745 Insurtech unicorn Alan cuts losses and increases revenues to €505m as it eyes profitability The French insurtech was valued at €4bn when it raised a €173m Series F last year

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2025.01.30 08:43 Big_mac73 Brother Greg delights in a good game of hide and go seek in the dark

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2025.01.30 08:43 Living-Split4263 Cavalier and cat - interactions and play (scratched eye)

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2025.01.30 08:43 CraftySuccess1613 MHTCET query {other state student}

I AM SO CONFUSED RIGHT NOW
mene kahi padha ki kuch acche college other state student ko bhi MHTCET ke basis PE HI admission dete hai ..
aur kahi padha ki other state student ka mhtcet dene ka fayda nahi aur counselling me mains ke basis pe baith na hoga
SO ,please batado sab chiz mhtcet ke baare me for other state students
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