2021.12.05 07:06 sksking Square Enix's popular MMORPG hit over 90k active players on Steam, breaking past record of 67k
2021.12.05 07:06 hosseinhx77 Hey guys i have a question about wipes!
is there any difference between a ship you buy with real money and that exact same ship you buy with in game currency? if not then how players can keep their ship that paid with real money but all of the ships with in game currency get wiped in order to no bugs or issues remain from last patch!
in fact, how ships that you buy with aUEC might have bugs attached to it but all of the ships that get purchased with real money are totally fine?
i know they cant just scam ppls but is it just an financial strategy to make ppls buy ships with real money or im missing something?
Sorry im new player and time to time i ask dumb questions and thanks in advance for answering!
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2021.12.05 07:06 TurtlesTurnMeOn I pretend I’m more superior than I really am starter pack
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2021.12.05 07:06 noisenick Help! Is this a fake?
2021.12.05 07:06 SilverTux How to initiate a chat with Amazon Customer Support ?
Is chatting with Amazon customer support possible anymore ?
When I try by going to:
Which I get to by logging into Amazon, scrolling to bottom of page, and under "Let Us Help You" clicking on "Help", then from left side of page toward the bottom selecting "Need More Help?" and then selecting "Contact Us"
I land on what appears to be a custom 404 page -- "Sorry something went wrong on our end" and a picture of an Amazon dog.
I've tried different browsers, I've cleared cache/cookies, etc.
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2021.12.05 07:06 Binladen9_111 rtx 2070 for 350€ or amd alternative
hello, its my first time building my own pc i was looking for a 2060 but they are way too expensive (900€ new) but i found 2070 a lot cheaper but used like new (350€/450€) i was thinking about an amd alternative to the 2060. im using a i5-10400f and i think with a gpu like the 2070 it will probably bottleneck, any tips? thanks
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2021.12.05 07:06 DChatton86 Season 3
2021.12.05 07:06 pregnancythrowawauy I feel like God has forsaken me
All my life since I found Christ all I do is serve God and try to do the good I can. Now this year has been super rough for me but I thought with Through Christ I can do all things. From no job to an unplanned pregnancy, I kept faith in God. Now my baby is here and he’s not have a moment of peace. My child is sick with sepsis and in an incubator. I can not stop welling up. Bills are piling up with an outstanding from my C-section with no idea how to pay for them.
This baby had brought me comfort and i just wish he wouldn’t have to suffer so much. He hasn’t done anything to deserve this. I am the one that should be suffering not an innocent child. This is no way to enter the world, I am hopeless
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2021.12.05 07:06 RedTideStories [Satire] Hedgehog's dilemma
“Say no to the CCP!”
“Say no to the CCP!” The small crowd chanted, holding up flags of Hong Kong and Tibet. Conspicuously missing is the Chinese flag, with its five yellow stars emblazoned on a blood-red background.
Fan-qing brushed against the dirty railing, then leaned against it as she watched the rally take place on the opposite side of the road. Their city wasn’t particularly big, so there were only twenty or so people that showed up. She privately admired their courage. She, for one, was careful not to show up in any pictures that could cause grief for her parents, still living at home in Shanghai. But as a show of support, she still went to the rally, despite only taking part as an observer. She knew deep down it wouldn’t change a thing. It was really just to appease her guilt of not doing more.
She was not the only one looking on from afar. Curiously, the surrounding crowd was larger than the rally itself. She scanned the crowd quickly. Mostly interested locals, but a few Chinese faces mixed in as well. None typing into their phones, that’s good. No notepads, although that was a very old-fashioned practice and would be a dead giveaway now. It’s almost equivalent to James Bond cutting up a lemon and squeezing it to leave a hidden message during a life-or-death chase. But perhaps that would have been better for the rally-goers. At least then, both sides are out in the open. Now, the spies are concealed.
Fan-qing was fairly certain spies, or “intelligence agents”, as they prefer to be called, were among the crowd. Likely blended in as a tourist in a hilariously oversized coat, or a shopper with multiple bags to transport their equipment. Or possibly both. Cameras were probably set up in the buildings opposite to get a good look at the faces of those who attended. Which was why she didn’t dare to attend the rally, and limited herself to lingering around the edges. No one could see, nor hear, her chant the same slogans, but she was screaming it in her heart. Hopefully that would suffice.
Taking a small sip of water, she tried to look disinterested and not at all invested in the people giving a voice to the movement she believed in. However, this proved to be a poorly thought-out move on her part. As someone pushed through the crowd, she lost her grip on the bottle and it all poured into her canvas bag. This would have been no problem if she didn’t have her notebook filled with useful information from work in it, or if she had carried a backpack instead. She fished out her notebook, still dripping wet. As a member of the older generation, she still preferred the written format. After all, an accountant like her didn’t mind using an old-fashioned practice, unlike James Bond.
“I’m so sorry. Oh, oh no. So sorry!” Fu-ming mumbled under his breath. “Here, take some.” He pulled out a pack of tissues and offered them to Fan-qing. Fanqing, too bewildered to be angry, grabbed them and started drying out the cover. But beyond that, no amount of tissues can fix the drenched pages inside. It was but a temporary measure. Fuming stared at her, frantically wiping down the spine of the notebook. “Notepad, huh?”
“What? Oh yeah. Just stuff from work. See?” She carefully flipped it open, revealing the dense marks of blue ink forming calculations on the lined page.
“Oh right. I’m the same way, I like writing down things. It makes me remember them more, you know?” Fu-ming caught himself. He had a tendency to ramble on when he was nervous. “Sorry.” He patted his pockets but found no more tissues. “Uh, if you don’t mind, my company’s office is around the corner. Well, I say my company, but it’s really just me. Just something I set up after working decades… Anyway, I have a hair dryer there that can help dry your notes out in a hurry. Is that okay?”
Fan-qing’s eyes gleamed. “Yes, that would be amazing!”
“Okay, let’s go then! Just this way…” He pushed against the surrounding crowd which showed no signs of dissipation, and eventually found a way out.
“Just wait a minute. Let me tidy up the office slightly. It will just be a moment.”
In reality, it was not really about clearing boxes out of the passageways or three-day-old lunch boxes off tables. Fu-ming tugged at two movie posters on the walls, and rolled them up tightly. Both were bleak affairs: the first called “The trial of Baimadajie Angwang”, a semi-fictionalized account of a Tibetan NYPD officer who spied for the CCP. The second was called “Inside the red brick wall”, a documentary about the 2019 Siege of the Hong Kong Polytechnic University. He only dared to put them up since it was his own company, and no one else works here. Best not to let a new acquaintance notice them.
He opened up the door again. “All done. Please, come on in.”
In a fit of frenzy to preserve her work, Fan-qing removed the spiral wire from her notebook and laid out the fifty or so pages on the table. As she held the hair dryer over each one, Fuming walked over to the pantry. “Any drinks? Water?” He asked, immediately regretting his choice. “I’m sure you’ve had enough of water,” he quipped.
Fan-qing let out an amused chuckle. “Yeah, for today. I will have a coffee though.”
“How do you want it?”
“No milk, one sugar.”
As the kettle boiled, Fu-ming leaned against the pantry sink and watched her desperately try to restore her work to normal. He decided to take a chance. “Were you part of the rally out there?” He inquired, hoping to sound indifferent.
“No. I didn’t even know there was a rally until I walked past. I just stopped to see what was going on.”
“Ah.” He made sure he didn’t sound disappointed. Like in the movie he watched, he knew there was a possibility the middle-aged woman before him could be a spy. He’d rather not take his chances.
But if she shared his view though, that would be a completely different matter. And that is not an unreasonable view to hold. She was there, just next to the rally and watching them so intently that she didn’t notice him barging through the crowd. Maybe she just didn’t want to be that outspoken, he thought, not knowing just how correct he was. He resolved to push on this matter later.
“So, what are these notes?”
“Well, it’s just work. I work as an accountant, and these are just the most basic information about the firms I’ve been assigned…”
“So, how is business?” Fu-ming asked, genuinely interested in her answer.
“Oh, you’d be surprised. It’s actually so busy. I just came back from the office.”
“On a Saturday?”
“Yeah. I’ve worked all night, so when the people on the other side of the street started chanting, I guess I was caught in a daze.”
“Right, so that’s why you were there when I bumped into you.” He paused, secretly building up courage to ask his next and most important courage. “What do you think about those people chanting?”
“Them? I guess they are alright, not so loud I could hear them from my office.” She tried to sidestep the question by pretending she didn’t fully understand.
“No, not like that. What do you think about their views?” As soon as those words left his mouth, he started to draft out a response for if she replies in the affirmative. Same here! I just feel like we should support them, right, human rights and everything. I would go to more rallies, just that I’m a bit worried about…
“I’m not political.” Three simple words that shattered Fu-ming’s fantasy. He swallowed the words that were just on the tip of his tongue. Fan-qing felt like she had no choice. She had to keep her views secret, not fully able to trust this new acquaintance, though he seemed harmless. “I don’t really understand all of that well enough, and frankly… I don’t care.” She lied, taking a sip of the lukewarm coffee she had ignored while they chatted excitedly. She hoped it would mask her lack of conviction.
“Right.” He paused, staring blank-eyed at the wall behind her, where the movie posters once were. “Me too. I… don’t know any of that. I mean, what does it mean to me on a daily basis anyway?” He waved his hand and chuckled weakly.
“Yeah.” What do you say to that? Her mouth hung open, but no words came out. Just like when she pulled an all-nighter and her brain just crashed the following morning. Fortunately, she was saved by her phone. Ring ring!
“Sorry, I have to take this call. It’s from work.”
“Oh that’s alright. Go on.” He was relieved it broke the silence. This would give him precious time to collect his thoughts, after his hopes were dashed.
“Sorry, I’ll be back in a moment.” She pulled her phone up to her ear, taking care not to reveal the wallpaper to Fu-ming - a picture of Sun Yat-sen in front of the flag of the Republic of China, with the words “Three Principles of the People” written across his chest in flowery calligraphy. Had he noticed it, it would be a clear sign of her views. Not worth the risk, she deduced.
As Fan-qing stepped out of the small office, Fuming took the time to pull a small book off the shelf. He softly wiped some dust off of the cover, which read “No Enemies, No Hatred: Selected Essays and Poems by Liu Xiaobo”. Slipping it into a drawer, he supposed the famous dissident and Nobel Peace Prize laureate would not object to his book being hidden away to avoid detection. He had forgotten to put it away in the first place, but thankfully she didn’t seem to have noticed. Oh well. Perhaps one day he will bump into someone who shared his sentiments.
Fan-qing peered through her thick glasses at her notes that were still somewhat damp. Now, they were laid out in full on her dining table at home, leaving no space for the vase that previously decorated the room. It was now plopped right in front of the television.
“So how was the rally?” Her husband inquired, carrying a plate of sandwiches but finding no place on the table for them. After a moment’s hesitation, he gently put them down on the sofa, figuring the plate was clean enough not to leave a stain.
Fan-qing did not notice the issue of the sandwiches. Holding up a bigger hair dryer than Fu-ming had at his company, she was busy making sure next week’s work will go smoothly. “It’s alright. This guy bumped into me, and I spilled water all over the notes. He did get me a hair dryer at his company to salvage them.”
“That’s nice of him. Did he attend the rally?”
“Didn’t seem like it. He was coming from a different way.”
“Well, maybe he didn’t attend, but he felt similarly.” He paused. “Like you do.”
“No, I asked him. He didn’t care about politics at all, just said generic stuff like ‘I don’t really know much about it’. They all say similar things. I’m just waiting for the day someone will answer with ‘I think the Chinese government is bad’.”
The first thing Fu-ming did when he came home was switching on the television and flipping through the channels impatiently. “Can you believe it? Yet another person who said she had ‘no opinion’ on the atrocities the Chinese government is committing. There should only be one answer!”
His daughter was perched in front of the aquarium, housing not colorful tropical fishes but hedgehogs. For some reason, she adored hedgehogs and Fu-ming could not say no forcefully enough. She watched as the two hedgehogs crawled towards each other, and scarcely looked up. “How many have you asked now?”
“Around ten or fifteen. Every one of them said something like ‘oh, I don’t know that’. Just say it, it’s not Voldemort.” He was getting annoyed. Partially at himself for not coming out to say it first, but his daughter was gladly unaware of this fact.
“Maybe it’s the way you’re asking it.” The two hedgehogs moved really close to each other. Perhaps they want to feel some warmth in the winter night, maybe they just want to be friends.
“How am I doing it wrong? ‘What do you think about those people chanting?’” He performed his line again.
“More emotional. Ask it like you mean it.” She tore her gaze off the hedgehogs, just as they jumped away from each other. Both were hurt by the spines on the back of the others. If anyone watched closely, you could see small puncture marks on their backs.
“Knock it off, this isn’t a play. I know you’re just trying to screw with me.” Fu-ming might have gone along with it on another day, but not today.
“Fine. But maybe she just doesn’t care about politics. Not everyone is like you, dad.” The two hedgehogs scurried away in opposite directions, prevented from embracing each other by the spines they cannot lower. Fixing her eyes on the aquarium once more, she wondered if hedgehogs do indeed make friends with other hedgehogs or if they were condemned to a life alone.
“I don’t need everyone to be like me. Just one other person would be nice. I haven’t met a single one like me.”
“You know, it’s frustrating. It sometimes feels like we’re the only ones in the world with this sort of opinion.” Fan-qing sat down on the sofa, and picked up a sandwich. Evidently, she was okay with them being put on the sofa. Her husband made a mental note of this for the future.
“You just came back from the rally, which had what, twenty, thirty people?”
She shrugged off his remarks. “Yeah, but I wasn’t in the rally, and you don’t get to know them personally. Nobody around me would say these things to me, have a conversation with me, instead of just chanting slogans. I just want to complain about the Chinese government to someone.”
“I suppose in this context I don’t count.”
“Well, you’ve heard it so many times, you must be bored of it by now.”
“Sure, but it seems only natural given how many cases of spies working for the CCP have been uncovered.”
“I know. So what if he has the same views, if he doesn’t tell them about people? No one knows, and it doesn’t really help anyone.” She was fully conscious of the fact this applied very well to her. “It just makes people feel like they’re alone, and people will give in and stop resisting. You have to let people know you agree with them.”
“So start with yourself. Next time you see someone like that, tell them.” It seemed like the logical conclusion to her husband.
Fan-qing took a deep breath, and sighed. “... Yes, but what if they are a spy?” She had a bothered expression on her face. “Then I’d have given myself away right? There’s no good way around this I guess…” She sighed heavily again, deep in thought pondering this dilemma.
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2021.12.05 07:06 Notwalkin ethernet wall socket help - inner cables
Basically I have a wall socket upstairs which is for ethernet cables to allow us to connect computers to our modem downstairs via wire. The wall socket is pretty old and the main part where you plug the ethernet cable in got pulled out, our speed dropped from 400mb+ to 100mb or below and the blue wire connecting to the socket got ripped out.
I reconnected the blue wire and the speed is back to normal, I did notice the blue and white wires were not twisted that much so I twisted them but I'm wondering if there is a thing as too much/tight, there is very little wiggle room before the blue wire is snapped in.
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2021.12.05 07:06 alkaliself-centeRe Quarashi | Full-stack decentralised ecosystem | ICO - EZ X200 | Crypto pocket available on Google Play & AppStore.
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2021.12.05 07:06 Skynet_T-800 Looking for upscale restaurant suggestions for an anniversary dinner. Jimm’s is my go to, but would like to try something different. No Italian…
2021.12.05 07:06 cricutcrap Maker 3 Connection windows 10 does not work
I bought a new Maker3 and am desperately trying to connect to windows (usb). I have already tried 2 laptops, both devices do not connect.
Design Space simply does not find the maker 3.
The solutions from the homepage do not work either.
Does anyone have any ideas? otherwise I will have to send the device back.
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2021.12.05 07:06 Yeboiskinnyp69 Wb reshiram taken ten
2021.12.05 07:06 Tobyto_UA Hand-drawn cards - collected in 200 unique decks, 10400 NFT.
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2021.12.05 07:06 ABENcle1 Portfolio Rebalancing Advice
Hello Reddit, I’m a 21 year old currently living in the United States. I’ve started my journey in investing this June when I made some money from AMC. Currently my investment portfolio is 24 thousand. I admit I made my mistakes of high dividend yield chasing (loss money on SLVO, GLDI and etc) and I would like to rebalance my portfolio so it would perform better long term as I plan on continuing to invest for the next 30 years.
My currently portfolio is: QYLG- 1500 XYLG- 1500 QYLD- 3500 XYLD- 3500 RYLD- 3500 JEPI- 3500 The rest are in Fidelity mutual funds
The reason why I initially invest in all these funds was due to the fact that I was obsessed with seeing all these monthly payments and I was using this as an high yield saving account but I realize this would not be sustainable in the long term as I would miss out on the growth for the next 30 years.
Any tips or suggestion would be greatly appreciated. Thank you
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2021.12.05 07:06 PinkHoodyy Sonic and the Secret Rings is the worst Sonic games hands down -- here's why
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2021.12.05 07:06 worldnewsbot El Salvador ‘responsible for death of woman jailed after miscarriage’
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2021.12.05 07:06 titan_x0 HORT AMK HORT
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2021.12.05 07:06 hellopeepoles123 Cold feeling in my chest and throat?
Hello, lately I've been experiencing this new symptom and it's really annoying. I finally started getting better both physically and mentally and all of a sudden this symtpom appeared a week ago.
At first I thought it's someting that will go away in a few days, but no, it's the same feeling 24/7. It's hard to describe it, it feels as if I am breathing in very cold air which causes cold/sore/painful feeling in my chest and throat while I breathe. I got scared at first that something is wrong with my lungs or something but other than that, my breathing js just fine.
Has anyone else experienced this and if you did what helped you deal with it?
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2021.12.05 07:06 TheeAlexander Snowfall in Austria seen from the view of the DJI Air 2s
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2021.12.05 07:06 JasonKH07 Why arent yall making Covers
2021.12.05 07:06 doboskombaya Renewable electricity growth is accelerating faster than ever worldwide, supporting the emergence of the new global energy economy;record 290 gigawatts of renewable energy additions in 2021
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