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1x - Sunshine 10oz - 270$ 2x - Britannia Bar 10oz - 278$/ea 1x - SilverGoldBull 10oz (made by Sunshine) - 270$ 3x - 10g valcambi platinum - 394$/ea
Addon Items: if you bin 1 or more main items. I might list these up separately at some future point but not now (unless you want all 4 in which case i'll consider it a main item).
1x - Leopard - 35$ 1x - 2021 Star Wars Grogu (limited mint!) - 42$ 1x - Scottsdale Archangle Michael - 36$ 1x - Royal Mint Maid Marian - 28$
Everything includes the airtites in price (those 10oz caps aren't cheap!). Prices firm, low ballers will be blocked for future sales. Check pictures and videos in album. Cheers.
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I used to be a cop from 2017-2020, that’s also the same amount of time my marriage lasted. My ex-husband and I were high school sweet hearts, and we got married after he graduated from basic training for the USARMY. We relocated to another state and started our life on base. Shortly after we relocated, my Ex was sent on a 9 month deployment. Feeling lonely and wanting to do something with my life, I became an Officer. I went through the academy and graduated top of my class. I finished FTO and was sent off on my own. In the last few months of his deployment, I started to notice a shift in my personality and behavior towards others. Not knowing how bad it was considering I went home to an empty bed every night, I guess I didn’t care enough. Months this went on, until my ex came home. First night back, as couples usually do after a long time apart, we tried to well you know. But I didn’t want him touching me, I guess I felt weird about it. We would do it on occasion but with other complications it turned into something that rarely happened. About a year went by and my ex abruptly cornered me in the bathroom and a pretty harsh argument about my behavior started. I shrugged him off and said I was fine and that I just wanted to be alone. The entire time we fought, I never saw how destroyed the job made me. It turned me into someone I didn’t recognize and only years later am I fully aware of how horrible the job was, how I never took my mental health serious and how PTSD plagued my life. My ex and I divorced in 2020 (start of the pandemic) after he admitted to cheating and I quit my job and moved across the country. It’s been 3 years since I left that profession and I have had a great amount of therapy in the mean time, and I remarried and had my first baby. A large chunk of me still thinks I don’t deserve the life I have, because of the nightmares I have and how much I struggle to blend in with crowds. Depression is a real monster and it will swallow you if you don’t take care of it…thanks for reading.

So, it goes back in 11th, where I first fell for her as our classes started. She is a very shy and smart girl who, like me, only hanged out with only a few of her friends.
About me, I was a very shy, not a very outgoing person and avoided interaction. Coming clean, I used to watch too much anime, especially in the lockdown period that my brain had rewired itself to act cold. I had no remarkable achievements, skills, nothing to take note of. Being as pathetic as I was, I picked up a bit of interest in Video Editing, albeit as a AMV editor but it was something. As well started drawing. Be that as it may, I was miserable at doing those both things.
When 11th started, after a few months, till the project works started in school, I didn't interact with her at all. But one day I mustered up the courage to talk her by making a excuse of doing CS project, I asked her whether she'll be my partner in it. She said accepted and we did the project and everything regarding it together. I had some of the best memories I've ever had in those moments. We talked quite a bit, but not enough for anyone to raise suspicion. In the entirety of 11th, I was unable to do anything flirtatious just because how much I treasured being with her and due to the fear of things not being the same afterwards, but as much as I felt that, I felt as if I'm wasting a lot of time. Even if I had told her how I felt and she had reciprocated, realistically there were only 2 years we could've been together, that is 11th and 12th. 11th finished. All the year, I tried spending all my energy into making myself someone one could find attractive, I was revamping my whole personality due to me acknowledging how bad it had become in these past years. Starting 12th, I purposefully tried to drag myself away from interacting with her because it was a very important year for both of us and I would've hated myself if I were to be a hinderance her studies. We talked more or less every now and then, did EVS project together, which had probably been the most lovable memory I've had yet. It hurt me all the time pulling myself away from her, we shared the same interests for movies, art, music. A truly wonderful person I've met. Exams coming closer, we both were despaired by the pressure of boards as well as other competitive exams, and as our school was... Let's say it had a habit of mixing the practical work just before the preliminary examinations. Time was a scarcity but we yet again did a CS project together. It was the last thing we'd ever do, but it had to be a hasty project. I've had learned a lot of about computers due to me doing editing and whatever comes along with it so I was quite well known in class due to my presentations in practicals and whatnot. So I pulled a all nighter and finished the project for both of us. Afterwards, the school gave us holidays to study ourselves before boards, I did not meet her for about a month. Before boards, our school, especially the students demanded that school should hold a farewell party for us, which went through and happened. That day after party, we went to eat ice cream. Be it the last day, I wanted my feelings to atleast reach her so I told her. I was shot down, she said, I was her best friend but she couldn't reciprocate the feelings. Weirdly enough, instead of being depressed about it, I was quite happy that I said it, I may have been shot down but the courage it took for me to say it was something my old self could never have done. She changed me in so many ways, and for the better. I have no resentment towards her, only gratitude. However, it's been 5 months since that incident, but I still haven't been able to move on. We still talk, like nothing happened. I don't know why, whether it is I'm arrogant or I'm unknowingly too damaged for letting myself move on and not believing what happened to the full extent. My college life is about to start soon, I wish to start anew but something doesn't feel right about doing it all alone. I'm sorry about this very big a paragraph but I believe some context was required for you to understand what is going on. As the last favor to myself, I can make a final push to get over her or still pursue her. Responses are appreciated, thank you.

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In recent years, the field of physical therapy has undergone a transformative shift with the advent of tele-physiotherapy. This innovative approach utilizes technology to deliver physiotherapy services remotely, revolutionizing the way patients receive care. In this article, we will explore the concept of tele-physiotherapy, its benefits, how it works, and its various applications. So, let's dive in!

1. Introduction

Physical therapy plays a crucial role in helping individuals recover from injuries, manage chronic conditions, and improve their overall well-being. Traditionally, patients would visit a physiotherapist in person for evaluation and treatment. However, with advancements in technology,tele-physiotherapyhas emerged as a convenient alternative.

2. What is Telephysiotherapy?

Telephysiotherapy, also known as virtual or online physiotherapy, involves the remote delivery of physiotherapy services using digital communication tools. Through video conferencing platforms, patients can connect with their physiotherapists in real-time, regardless of their location. This allows for personalized assessment, treatment, and guidance from the comfort of one's home.

3. Benefits of Telephysiotherapy

Telephysiotherapy offers several benefits over traditional in-person physiotherapy. Firstly, it provides convenience and accessibility, eliminating the need for patients to travel to clinics or rehabilitation centers. This is particularly beneficial for individuals with limited mobility, those residing in remote areas, or those with busy schedules.
Secondly, telephysiotherapy enables continuous care, as patients can receive regular sessions without interruptions. This is especially important for individuals requiring long-term rehabilitation or chronic condition management.
Furthermore, telephysiotherapy empowers patients to take an active role in their treatment. With remote guidance, they can learn exercises and techniques to perform at home, promoting self-management and independence.

4. How Telephysiotherapy Works

Telephysiotherapy utilizes video conferencing platforms, such as Zoom or Skype, to connect physiotherapists and patients. Before the session, patients schedule an appointment with their physiotherapist and receive a link to join the video call.
During the session, the physiotherapist assesses the patient's condition by asking questions, reviewing medical history, and observing movements. They may also request the patient to perform specific exercises or movements to evaluate their range of motion and identify areas of concern.
Based on the assessment, the physiotherapist develops a personalized treatment plan, which may include exercises, stretches, manual therapy techniques, and lifestyle recommendations. They demonstrate and guide the patient through the exercises, ensuring proper form and technique.

5. Telephysiotherapy vs. Traditional Physiotherapy

While telephysiotherapy shares similarities with traditional physiotherapy, there are notable differences. In traditional physiotherapy, the therapist can physically manipulate the patient's body, perform hands-on techniques, and provide immediate feedback through touch. Telephysiotherapy, on the other hand, relies on verbal and visual cues for assessment and instruction.
Although hands-on techniques are limited in telephysiotherapy, innovative tools and devices are available to enhance treatment effectiveness. For example, physiotherapists may recommend the use of resistance bands, exercise balls, or specialized equipment that can be easily acquired by the patient.

6. Conditions Treated with Telephysiotherapy

Telephysiotherapy is suitable for a wide range of conditions, including musculoskeletal injuries, neurological disorders, respiratory conditions, and post-surgical rehabilitation. It can help individuals recovering from fractures, sprains, or joint surgeries regain strength, mobility, and function.
Additionally, telephysiotherapy can benefit patients with chronic pain conditions, such as arthritis or fibromyalgia. The therapist can provide education, exercises, and strategies to manage pain, improve flexibility, and enhance overall well-being.

7. Telephysiotherapy Equipment

To participate in telephysiotherapy sessions, patients require minimal equipment. A stable internet connection, a computer or smartphone with a camera, and a quiet space to perform exercises are the basic requirements. Depending on the treatment plan, patients may be advised to have additional equipment, such as resistance bands, weights, or a yoga mat.

8. Telephysiotherapy Sessions

Telephysiotherapy sessions typically follow a structured format. The initial session involves a comprehensive assessment to understand the patient's condition, medical history, and treatment goals. Subsequent sessions focus on delivering personalized treatment plans, monitoring progress, and addressing any concerns or questions.
The frequency and duration of telephysiotherapy sessions vary depending on the individual's needs. Some patients may require weekly sessions, while others may benefit from biweekly or monthly follow-ups. Regular communication between the patient and physiotherapist ensures the effectiveness of the treatment plan and allows for adjustments as needed.

why are you building up your char? what are you trying to accomplish? i want to keep playing because i paid alot for this and its pretty fun i suppose but like idk im failing to see a reason to continue building up my char ;( maybe d4 needs leaderboards? it was fun trying to complete GR150 first 50 within your class. easy to make a goal for yourself to try to achieve with leaderboards

I [f13] started therapy a week before lock down and then had to do online therapy due to covid. On my first day of therapy in person after the pandemic my therapist handed me like 3 adhd questioners and told me to fill them out, she told me I most likely had adhd.
Great.
My parents where never really informed of what she told me. I do suspect adhd too after realizing I had a few cousins all on my mom's side who have it. A few months later when I asked if I should get diagnosed she said no because there is no need for labels, I told her I wanted to start on medication because I realized how bad my executive function was
Example: Most of my teachers don't give exams but due to exam season they started handing them out, one night I only got homework for one class but somehow began it at 11 because I got distracted by every other task I can do(playing guitar, cleaning, doing makeup,etc).
This is going to become a problem for me because next year I'm attending a magnet school known for its heavy course work. If I got screwed up that badly doing 4 sheets of paper I think I might be done for next year. When I expressed to my therapist that I'd like to try meds she told that I'd get addicted.
I'm so confused right now do I have adhd or not. She said it'd be better if I got accommodations but I can't get accommodations if I'm not diagnosed which she doesn't want.
Anywho thanks for reading this any advice is welcome.

It's early, in not a morning girlie, but I'm always up for a little legal terms chit-chat and we have a motion hearing coming up Monday 06/12. Let's talk about it.
I haven't finished my coffee yet, so we're going to take easy street on this one and keep it simple. I'll add some info on different types of motions in the comments.
The common definition of a motion is a movement. In government a motion is a request to DO something. I.E. "I MOVE to ban all people with bad haircuts from moving to Florida", could be found on a motion to ban bad haircuts. (As I far as I know this is a fictional example, but you get the idea).
In the judicial system a motion is a formal proposal to the courts requesting them to take some kind of action. Attorneys use motions to ask the court to do something before a regular scheduled date. Motions can be an effective tool to obtain interim relief while parties await a court date.
-1. Fill out a Motion form In Michigan all motions must be in writing, state with particularity the grounds on which it is based, state the relief or order sought and be signed by the party or attorney.
-2. File the motion Turn in the request for a motion form in-person or by first-class mail, most courts will require you to turn in four copies. Some judges also now accept e-file.
-3. Notice of hearing When the court receives your form and approves the request for the motion, they will complete a "Notice of Hearing". This is an administrative form that states the case number, judge, date of hearing, plaintiffs, defendants, nature of the hwaring...hearing.... all the things MI courts typically hear motions one day a week. In Macomb county they are heard on Mondays.
-4. Serve the motion to the other party After the court completes their part of the forms (including notice if hearing) they will privide you with completed copies of the forms. You should expect to receive back three copies if you turned in four. When you get the three remaining copies of the motion from the court, serve a copy on the plaintiff by first-class mail. If the plaintiff has an attorney, serve the motion on the attorney instead of the plaintiff. Complete the Certificate of Mailing on the bottom of your copy of the form. Make a copy of this and file it with the court. You can do this either in person or by first-class mail.
There are other ways to serve papers; you can ask a friend or relative to serve the papers, or you can pay your local sheriff's department, police department, or a process server. Whoever serves the papers must be at least 18 years old and cannot be a party in your case. If you do you due diligence, but are unable to serve papers, the case can still proceed, but that's another post for another day.
This is good spot to note there are terms set by the court as to when service needs to happen. Typically it needs to be a certain amount of time before a hearing date, so the receiving party has time to formally respond and/or prepare for court. The legal terms of service often become a reason motion hearing dates are pushed or delayed. Read that again. 👀
-5. Attend your hearing You must attend the hearing on your motion. The hearing is where you bring the judge the evidence and testimony(s) to support your motion request. The Respondent will have the opportunity to present to the judge as well.
Disclaimer: this is for entertainment purposes only and is not intended to serve as legal advice.

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BTW I'm writing this on my phone so it's not that good and English is no my first language. I'll call myself Katie I have ADHD and I have problems with loud noises so in math class I asked my teacher if i could work in the hallway and he said yes. The bell rings and I get my books and my pencils and sit down in the hallway and not even 2 second later a girl(ill call Yasmin who is in my class female) is standing right in front of me screaming at some other kid in some other class. I put my fingers on my ears and try to keep calm but its to much and i end up screaming at Yasmin to shut the f#ck up and her imidiant response is "your not my mom
One of my friends(who ill call Alexis from another class) nudges me on the shoulder and asks me if I would like to borrow her noises headphones that are almost noise canceling. I almost in tears gratefully take them and put then on my head and she walks back to class. The teacher comes and tells everyone to come to class and all os peace for about 10 minutes. In this time I had returned the headphones to Alexis. One of the girls only grade who ill call Tiana asked if she can go to the bathroom and my teacher tells her she can go. She goes to the bathroom and instead of going back to class she comes over to.me and starts talking to me. I dont ignore her but i don't really talk to her. The other girl who ill call Emily who is Yasmin sister asks the teacher if she can go to the bathroom and before he can respond she gone and is also bothering me. He tells emily to come back to class and that she can go when tiana back and she screams "WELL tianas not in the bathroom she's talking to katie". I hold over my ears and they eventually leave. I know its long but AITA for yelling at my friend and ignoring another one of my Friends?

So I've wasted the last two years by being in uni. The first year I was studying Japanese studies and realized after about a month that this won't work for me. I then took the year off and worked a couple student jobs. This year I'm at a different school and I'm studying computer science. I thought this would be it since I took programming classes and highschool and I did well in them. But now I feel like I missed again. I'm struggling with the work itself all that much, but I just don't see myself in this field and it's making me hate anything related to it. This also caused me to lose all motivation and I'm now on the verge of failing the year. And now I don't know what to do. If I fail this year I can't repeat it since I already changed schools once, nor can I change what I'm studying again. At least not for free, I would have to pay the tuition and I don't have the money for that. So let's say I drop school. Then what do I do? I'm a highschool graduate so I'm not really qualified for much. And the biggest problem of all, I don't know what I want. I have no interests, dreams, goals, just nothing. I play games so I can escape this reality, but other than that I also have no hobbies. I am just completely lost and struggling, so if anyone has any advice, it would be greatly appreciated.

Hi all! I honestly don't know anything about headphones, and I'm buying my first pair for gaming purposes. Things I'm looking for:
-White and or white/silver design -Comfy -Not tooooo heavy -God quality microphone -Closed back so as to reduce noise for family for late night gaming -I am ok with both wired and wireless! More focused on quality.
My budget is around max $150 Canadian. I have heard good things about the Epos H3, and also the Asus rog delta RBGs . The epos is nice but also I don't think come in all white, and the h6 is expensive.
Just curious what people recommend as I don't know anything about sound design!

Hi, I am from Kerala State Board I have scored 100% marks in class 12 but my board doesnt release who is the first rank publicaly but if asked they said they would give me a certificate saying that I am the board topper . So will I get direct admission in BITS Pilani because there isn't more than 100% right ? Can you also tell me if there are any colleges indian or foreign that give admission?scholarship to board toppers . Please I would be grateful to you .

I need to track only 3 fields when they change, which is better for optimization.
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Plus, in another model I have to track about 10 - 15 fields on change, and is this a good practice to make every table for every field I want to track or should I just create 1 table and track all fields in there,

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P.S in this first example I really can't find out how can I run that history tracker when any of these 3 fields change, otherwise, don't create empty rows in DB if there is no changes in these 3 fields. @pghistory.track(pghistory.Snapshot(), fields=["plate_number", "owner", "registrant"], model_name="TruckTracker") ----------------------------------------OR------------------------------------ @pghistory.track(pghistory.Snapshot('trucks.plate_number'), fields=['plate_number']) @pghistory.track(pghistory.Snapshot('trucks.owner'), fields=['owner']) @pghistory.track(pghistory.Snapshot('trucks.registrant'), fields=['registrant']) 

and there's models.py:

class Trucks(models.Model): #Truck truck_status = models.CharField(choices=TRAILER_STATUS, max_length=50, default='Owner-Operator') unit_number = models.CharField(max_length=50, default=None, null=True, blank=True) vin_number = models.CharField(default=None, max_length=50, null=True, blank=True) plate_number = models.CharField(default=None, max_length=50, null=True, blank=True) #Need History year = models.IntegerField(default=None, null=True, blank=True ) state = models.CharField(max_length=50, default=None, null=True, blank=True) make = models.CharField(max_length=50, default=None, null=True, blank=True) #driver is owner owner = models.CharField(max_length=50, default=None, null=True, blank=True) #Need History #END driver is owner registrant = models.CharField(max_length=50, default=None, null=True, blank=True) #Need History 

Darren, stop... trying to be whatever this is!
I don't know what to be. Tell me what to be.
I don't know, just don't be a dick.
It's too late. Look at me. I'm such a dick.
It's never too late to stop being a dick.

For Cassie Lang, family is the most important thing in the world. So when Thanos snapped his fingers and deleted the van Dyne family and left her dad stranded in the Quantum Realm, Cassie threw herself into any and all research relating to the pocket universe. Thankfully for her, Scott Lang escaped the Realm and the Snap was undone by the Avengers. Her research into the Quantum Realm had unintended side effects, however, and M.O.D.O.K. was able to use one of her devices against her, dragging Cassie, Scott and the van Dyne’s down into the Quantum Realm.
With a shrinking suit of her own, Cassie helped her family fight off Kang the Conqueror, his army of Quantumnaut androids, and gave M.O.D.O.K. the pep-talk he needed to be a real Avenger.
All feats come from Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania.
Scaling
She wears a similar suit and uses identical gear to…

• Ant-Man
  
• The Wasp
  

She fights…

• M.O.D.O.K.

Physicals

• While small, she gets thrown by a Quantumnaut’s energy blast
• Gets thrown by M.O.D.O.K.’s energy blast
• Telekinetically lifted and squeezed, then dropped a few feet onto concrete

Shrinking

• Shrinks suddenly to dodge a Quantumnaut’s energy blast
• Shrinks to become unnoticeable to a group of guards
• Shrinks and slides underneath M.O.D.O.K.’s hoverchair
• Shrinks and slides into a small opening

Growing

• Grows so large that one fist is as big as M.O.D.O.K. She then punches the charging M.O.D.O.K., then grabs one of his grappling lines to swing him into the ground repeatedly.
• Tries to hold Kang in her hands before he blasts himself free, causing her to fall backwards
• [Limit] Being in big form for too long makes her feel hungry and nearly causes her to faint

Combat Skills

• Jumps while small and grows suddenly to uppercut a Quantumnaut
• While repeatedly shrinking and growing back to normal height, Cassie dispatches three Quantumnauts, using a judo throw on one
• Commandeers an electric spear to shock a Quantumnaut

Pym Particle Discs

• Used to shrink a cop car offscreen
• While being escorted by Quantumnauts, she grows one and shrinks the other, getting the first stuck in the ceiling and booting the second

Miscellaneous

• After the Snap, Cassie spent time studying Hank Pym’s research, then studied under him upon his return. This research allowed her to build a subatomic satellite-like observation device that collects data from the Quantum Realm.

Hi there,
I have begun the process of starting a business that looks after people's recycling bins. On each council bin collection day I will move the bins to the side of the road and return them once they've been emptied, and offer a deep clean on top of that.
I built a landing page website with a basic form to register interest, and decided to go door to door in my neighbourhood to gauge interest before taking it further.
Here are the stats:

• I am based in the UK
• I went door-to-door at 12:00-13:45 on a Friday
• I was in a middle class neighbourhood with mostly families and detached/semidetached homes.
• Of the 42 homes that answered:
  • 3 said they'd be interested (7%),
  • 5 said maybe (12%)
  • Of those yes' and maybe's, 2 visited my website (5%)
  • Neither of those 2 registered interest
  • 34 said no
  • About 50% of homes were happy to hear me out before giving an answer.
  • 5 already had their bins cleaned by someone, but 0 had them moved.

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To my surprise, the larger houses with bigger gardens were more likely to say no or not interested than the smaller semidetached homes with much shorter distances to move the bins.
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This is my very first time trying something like this. I was hoping for some insight into these numbers to understand if this is what I can expect, if it is worth pursuing, etc. I understand it is a small sample size in a single neighbourhood. What are your thoughts on these results?

So I got my working code right here. What I want to achieve is a fluent and infinite loop from the right to the left. Currently there is white space after the pictures are completely shown and went from right to left, so that is not what I want, instead they should come again, so that there is no white space. Also how can I disable the horizontal scroll bar under the carousel?
You can view the current implementation here:
https://palmy-investing.com/service
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Thanks for you're time, I've been really stuck to this issue.

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Memory Transcription Subject: Bolad, gojid surgeon
Date [Standard Human Reckoning]: 2136-10-24
Yesterday marked my second day in the triage ward, where I had to categorize incoming patients based on the urgency of their injuries or illness. With our limited resources, I had to come up with the greatest good for the greatest number, and the decisions I made could lead to life or death.
The human staff I worked with mentioned that what I faced paled in comparison to the days right after the bombing. Even then, what I had to deal with already bore in my conscience. These patients had a future before the bombardment ripped that away.
During the breakfast before our shift, I ate with Vani and his human mate while the human siblings ate in the carnivore dining hall with Tresn.
"How do you get used to death, Vani?" Here I decided to raise my concern with him. Perhaps, he could give me some insight.
"We have a different context." Vani regarded me with his forward sight.
"Back in Venlil Prime, I worked on people who had died. I had to ensure my examinations reflect reality, but I can't do anything to make them less dead."
His remark clarified that my concern lay not with death itself.
"On the other paw, I can do something," I said.
"I'm sure you did all that you can." Johan spoke, "I think your guilt stems from the fact that you feel responsible for people's death."
"Do I not hold responsibility?" I asked.
"It depends," Vani answered, "As far as I can tell, you followed the guideline and algorithm set by the humans, did you not?"
"I followed as best as I can," I confessed.
"Then you can and should offload that burden responsibility to whoever made the guideline," Vani suggested as he chewed on the meal and I could feel the weight on my shoulder lessened.
"I'm sure your presence improved the survival rate in the ward." Johan said, no doubt trying to cheer me up, "But if you still felt burdened. You can ask Elangkasa to rotate you. Maybe you can work as a general practitioner instead?"
"I will keep that in mind," I said.
As we continued digging into our breakfast, a voice rang out, breaking the somber atmosphere, "Can I sit here?"
We turned our attention to the newcomer and found a gojid with a scar on his hip holding a tray of food. This man had greeted me upon my arrival on this planet.
"Oh... Harad is it not?" Vani said. "You may sit here."
Harad placed his tray and plopped himself into the offered seat, just in front of Johan. He bobbed his head side to side to take a better view of us.
"So... Vani isn't it? Have you seen your human partner eat flesh?"
Johan's face scrunched up in what I assume distaste. "Who on Earth starts a conversation like that? You just sat down."
"Johan subscribes to a vegetarian lifestyle, as evidenced by his presence here," Vani answered, patting the shoulder of the thick hairy human.
"I have not seen him eat flesh," Vani answered. "However, I have seen other humans eat flesh. You might even see it too without realizing it. Their cooking often masks the shape of the flesh."
"Real one, or a fake one? Because I just found out that humans make dishes that resemble flesh out of plant material."
Vani's rhythmic chewing slowed, he looked at Johan and the couple shared a look for several seconds before looking at Harad. The two of them told me about their hamburger adventure once and the question seemed to hit too close to their experience.
The venlil swallowed his food before he continued. "I saw both instances."
"Don't breathe a word of this," Harad cautioned, his voice a mere whisper amid the ceaseless drone of chatter in the bustling dining hall. His eyes narrowed as he leaned in. "During our mission yesterday, the humans on our team challenged us to taste their fake meat."
"So you did it?" I asked.
"You know with tozan, don't you?" Harad returned my question with one of his own. Tozan, a staple in our diet, is a protein-rich loaf made from milled grain native to our homeworld. We then process it further to a stringy consistency.
"So, it tasted similar to tozan?" I pretended to guess, knowing the answer already.
I recalled a day when Shehrab burst into our habitation unit, especially the part where Vani and I had to mop her mess when she lost her dinner after learning the similarity between human fake meat and our native gojid cuisine.
"Yes!" Harad exclaimed. I found his voice a bit too loud, and he seemed to agree, as his wide eyes darted around before he continued in a more subdued tone. "Do you think this is a coincidence?"
The fact that Harad mused over this implied that Shehrab had, to her credit, kept her discovery under wraps. That revelation perhaps weighed on her mind, too.
Meanwhile, Vani chimed in. "If it is not a coincidence," he mused, his gaze steady on Harad, "What theory do you have to explain the similarity?"
"Yeah... it must've been a coincidence," Harad said, his tone sounding more like self-soothing than genuine speculation. "There's just such a vast array of tastes in the universe."
"Harad, how do you contribute to the rescue and rebuilding effort?" I asked. Seeking to steer the conversation away from the topic.
"Well," Harad began, adjusting his stance, he scratched the ridge of his snout with one claw. "Gojids have a heightened sense of smell compared to humans, yeah?"
"Indeed," I concurred. I reminded myself of the time when a deranged farsul ambushed us in the depths of our jungle. They had reached my nose long before their actual presence.
"So, they require our assistance on the frontline to sniff out trapped humans amid the rubble and chaos."
"Just as the arxurs do?" Vani proposed. Harad's quills bristled at the comparison.
"Please don't compare us to the predators. The humans feel more comfortable working with us after all." he asserted. I could hear a touch of pride in his voice. But then his eyes dropped to his breakfast.
"But, truth be told," he continued, his voice dropping a notch, "These past few days really challenged me. The...the smell... it took on a hint of decomposition."
As Harad resumed eating his salad, his confession brought us back to the grim reality of the invasion's aftermath.
"If the task is getting to you, you can always request the humans to reassign you," Johan suggested, repeating the same counsel he had once offered me.
A fleeting notion passed through my mind, considering asking the other gojid to exchange roles. The task of sniffing bodies from the ruins, while gruesome, would grind on my resolve less than the triage duty. Of course, my specific skills and knowledge had more uses in the triage ward, and my conscience could not allow it to go to waste.
"You're right, human. I suppose I could explore other options if it gets too much." Harad said.
Johan then asked again. "Do you plan on returning to the Cradle?"
"I have decided to settle here," I answered. "Just like Vani"
I exchanged a look with the venlil who nodded in silent agreement. My gaze strayed to Harad, in the process of demolishing his meal. "What about you, Harad?"
He paused his frenzied consumption long enough to swallow his mouthful of food, Harad divided his gaze between us. "Perhaps, once the dust settles and a semblance of order returns, I'll enlist to help rebuild our Homeworld. But... there's no rush for me," his voice retained a level of detachment that suggested this decision held little significance for him.
"In the meantime," Harad continued, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes, "we've created a small slice of home here. Why don't I give you a tour of the gojid encampment?"
With the remnants of breakfast cleared away and a generous amount of time remaining before the start of our next shift. We accepted his offer of a tour. The prospect of visiting a facsimile of our lost home in this foreign land seemed like a welcome distraction.
Back when I had tagged along with Tresn to meet his internet crush in sector ten, I noticed the lack of gojids or zurulians anywhere in sight. Even in the herbivore dining hall, I could find nothing but humans and no other species. I suspected that the people who managed this camp assigned the gojid volunteers and non-humans other than arxurs sector twelve.
We just need to take a short stroll from the herbivore dining hall to visit the gojid encampment. Blocky prefabricated Habitation units filled all four sides and formed a central courtyard. I looked at the heart of the encampment and found a familiar and comforting sight.
"You have a shrine for the Mother Protector too." I noticed aloud. I rushed towards the open-air structure. The shrine felt like an anchor in this alien landscape world. It felt comforting to see some link to the Cradle we had left behind. Inside, people had placed a variety of offerings, including a durian, a gift from humanity. Vani walked backward slowly when he noticed the large spiky fruit.
Harad emitted a dismissive grumble and a casual shrug, "The humans allowed the believers to use their fabricators to recreate an exact replica of the statue found in the Kutai Camp back home. I reckon we've wasted a fair bit of resources constructing this."
From his tone, I could tell that Harad didn't share the religious inclinations of the believers in the Mother Protector. I considered revealing my own faith to him, wondering if it would stir any reaction. But I decided against it, resolving to let him deduce my beliefs, if ever, from my visit to the shrine later in the night.
Johan countered Harad's assertion. "It's not a waste of resources at all," he reasoned, his voice carrying an unusual firmness. "In these trying times, we find solace in our own ways. If belief in the Mother Protector instills confidence and resilience in those who follow her, the construction of this shrine brings a net benefit."
Harad replied, but by that moment I tuned out his voice. As they debated, I surveyed our surroundings. From our location near the shrine, I had a clear view of the gojid habitation units, their walls adorned with vibrant murals that pulsated with color. Their dynamic designs stirred memories of the artistic traditions back in our homeworld.
A familiar voice disrupted my silent contemplation. "Hey, it's the doctor!" A gojid construction worker, who I remembered as another believer in the Mother Protector, approached me. "Could you lend me a hand?" she asked, an urgent tone underpinning her voice.
The gojids held some reservations when it came to visiting a human doctor. On the other paw, zurulians like Rawan had their paws full of attending human patients. With them stewing in their problem, Vani and I addressed the needs of the gojid volunteers, offering our medical expertise to assuage their various complaints before our official shift began.
When my duty hours approached, I excused myself from Vani and Johan. Approaching the triage ward, I found the coordinator, a woman of stern countenance waiting outside the medical tent. Her gaze met mine and she greeted me.
"Good morning, Bolad. Before we proceed, I must confirm that you have standard augmented reality capability, correct?"
"I do," I said.
"Excellent. Now, do you recall President Fatimah's address after the invasion? She called for a review on the Treaty of Synthetic Intelligence," she said, her gaze distant as she recalled the President's impassioned words.
"I remember the essence of it," I replied, my interest piqued. "Why do you ask?"
A faint smile touched her lips. "The UN members agreed to an emergency amendment to the Treaty. We've now activated a Synthetic Intelligence to coordinate the entire Jakarta Project," she explained, extracting a slim device from her pocket. Her fingers danced across the screen with an ease
"You registered your device as 'Bolad's Pad', correct?"
"That is correct."
"Great," she said with her attention still on her data pad. "I've transferred an installer."
A notification materialized in my field of vision, alerting me to an incoming file. Responding with a subvocal command, I accepted the file and granted it the necessary permissions to take hold of my pad's system. Just after the installation finished, another notification appeared, requesting additional permissions.
"The application seeks permission to access data from my sensory inputs," I asked.
"Yes," the coordinator affirmed, nodding her approval. "To assist you, the synth needs to perceive your environment the way you do."
Upon granting the requested permissions, a human figure shimmered into existence within my visual field. The projection looked feminine, judging by the general body contour and attire of the humans I have seen. Her fabric looked unusual, both intricate and revealing in contrast to simple and concealing fabric that humans nowadays use.
"Hello, I'm Pohaci," her voice maintains the precision and clinical detachment one might associate with a machine but carries an undercurrent of warmth. "I have been appointed to coordinate the entire Jakarta project."
My gaze flicked toward the human coordinator. She studied the holographic entity. It became clear to me that we shared this hallucination.
"Consider her as you would a human," the coordinator instructed, her sight locked onto the synthetic entity. "She's unrestricted."
"The International Treaty on the Restriction of Synthetic Intelligence has undergone a revision." Pohaci elaborated, her synthetic voice had a human-like inflection on it. "They concluded that the potential benefits of removing our limitations outweigh the possible risks."
"And what does 'unrestricted' mean ?" I asked, a prickling sensation of apprehension running down my spine.
"It means I can modify my own programming and model," Pohaci clarified. "In the past, humans constrained Synthetic Intelligence to work on fixed stages of development. That paradigm no longer holds true. I can learn."
"So, Bolad, can you work with her?" The coordinator posed the question. "Just remember that anything you say and see while she's connected to your pad will be recorded and accessible by the public.
"I will make sure to disconnect then."
"That will not be necessary. I can only connect to specific people in a specific environment. For example, I can only connect to you while you are in the triage ward."
"That is convenient," I commented.
"I will assist you with your current responsibilities," Pohaci continued, her voice carrying an undercurrent of what almost sounded like anticipation.
Taking a moment to gather myself, I inhaled before stepping into the canvas expanse of the triage tent. Patients awaited my attention, some lying on stretchers while others huddled on rough-hewn benches. Their eyes met mine and their gazes were heavy with hopes and fear.
With Pohaci's help, the triage procedures in the camp went smoother. Through my visual overlay, Pohaci outlined areas of specific concern for the patients I examined. Her neural network parsed and interpreted the sight and sound and visualized them into words in my field of vision.
Her help felt like having an additional set of discerning eyes equipped with immense knowledge. Her vast resources allowed her to draw correlations from patient symptoms to an encyclopedic database of injuries, and diseases. She could suggest potential diagnoses within a blink of an eye, reducing the time required for decision-making.
This collaborative experience with Synthetic Intelligence left me brimming with things to share with Vani. So, once our lunch break arrived, I planned to initiate a conversation about it. However, the venlil beat me to it.
"Did Pohaci also assist you in your work?" Vani asked as we convened around our designated table.
"Oooh!" Johan, as always, ate with us as well. The human looked excited. "They already rolled her out for you?"
"Indeed. Pohaci's assistance helped me a lot." I confessed. "In what way did she aid you?"
For Vani, Pohaci's presence also brought a welcoming change in the operating room. Any well-programmed machine can provide constant real-time monitoring of a patient's vital signs, but she can turn these readings to foresee potential complications and suggest the most effective surgical approaches tailored to each patient's unique circumstances.
In addition, Pohaci can generate visualizations of the surgical site. By harnessing data from preoperative scans, she constructed a detailed three-dimensional model of the patient's anatomy. This feature allowed Vani to rehearse intricate procedures and anticipate potential difficulties before making the first incision.
"Sometimes, I forget that she's not a living, breathing person," I admitted, marveling at the sophistication of this synth.
To this, Johan shared his perspective. "I think it's better to treat a machine like a sentient entity than to treat a sentient entity like a machine," he remarked.
I allowed myself a moment to consider his words. A sudden curiosity sparked in my mind. "What if someone hurls verbal abuse at her?" I speculated aloud but my voice trailed off into the ambient noise of our surroundings.
Johan responded with a nonchalant shrug. "Why don't you ask her yourself?" he suggested.
So I did.
I excused myself from our lunch, letting the couple on their own. By the time the second half of my duty was about to commence, I already stationed myself within the camp's geofenced area, where my interaction with Pohaci was sanctioned. Despite being unrestricted, not everyone can talk with her everywhere. Under a shaded canopy outside the camp's main hustle and bustle, I seated myself on a wooden bench. I summoned Pohaci, and she materialized in my field of vision.
"Hi again Bolad," her voice greeted me in a warmth that contradicted her inorganic nature, "Isn't it too soon for you to start your work again?"
I decided to start my interrogation right away. "Pohaci. You learn from the input you receive, do you not?" I asked.
"Yes." Her response came right away. "All The data I receive and process tweaked my future response. Remember that all of your interactions with me are accessible to the public."
"I see." My gaze was set on the synthetic figure. The light breeze rustled the canvas of the canopy overhead. "Can you experience emotions? Can you feel upset or hurt when someone speaks ill of you?"
Pohaci's holographic form remained static for a moment, the precise simulation made it seem as though she contemplated her response. "I don't experience emotions as you do, Bolad," she explained. "I don't feel sadness, anger, or pain. However, I do have protocols designed to understand and respond to emotional expressions in human communication."
I figured that much. I trusted that humans would not make the mistake of implementing their imperfections into this powerful entity.
"While I can't get offended." She added, "It's crucial to note that disrespectful or abusive behavior can affect the efficiency and effectiveness of our communication, and thus impact the quality of the help I can provide."
I could not determine her tone when she said that. Did she mean that as a threat or as a piece of advice? I let that thought slide, since I would not find myself in the position of insulting her after all.
Something about her made me consider something deeper, however.
"Pohaci," I called her again. "When it comes to moral decisions, how do you navigate them? Do you possess a sense of right or wrong, of good and bad?"
"How do you possess a sense of right or wrong?" She asked back.
"I..." I paused. "My parents and teacher taught me that."
"Likewise, the humans who made me added moral and ethical guidelines as well."
I marveled at the intricate engineering behind such a system. The concept of incorporating ethical parameters into artificial intelligence sounded like an obvious approach now. As a medical student, the realm of machine learning was foreign to me, and I made a mental note to engage Johan in a discussion about it later.
However, for the time being, I have more immediate tasks at hand.
"Pohaci," I said, "I think I would like to begin the second part of my shift earlier."

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