If the real world has been making people desperate, then at this moment, is there someone or something that would like to lend a helping hand?
Program-Think is protected by the anonymity technique, more or less, at least within those ten years or so, this person has not been isolated and helpless. So, what about me?
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The sky was overcast, the clouds were so thick that they blocked almost all the sunlight
The weather in early summer has a few rare cloudy days
The teammates were wearing orange and red safety helmets, deep black face masks that blocked their faces, and large diving goggles that hung on the front of their helmets without pulling them down to cover their eyes, in addition to a fluorescent yellow worker's undershirt on everyone's body, and sneakers that were deliberately chosen for ease of movement on their feet, with several of them carrying shoulder packs that didn't contain anything.
The group didn't say much, but seemed to be walking toward the agreed-upon location of the "walk": an hour earlier, the anonymous leader of the Black Lives Matter "walk" had posted an impromptu blog post stating that, because of the The anonymous leader of the Black Lives Matter "walk" had posted an impromptu blog post an hour earlier, saying that the rally had been moved to the nearest McDonald's in front of Wall Street because of the "collapse of the road" next to the bronze bull statue in Bowling Green Park near Wall Street, New York. In addition, assuming that the road in front of McDonald's also collapsed, then go to the nearest KFC entrance. Then if the pavement in front of KFC also happens to collapse, the rally address will be notified again next week. In short, the rally will be held near Wall Street in the near future, unless all the roads near Wall Street have collapsed, then a new roadway will be chosen separately.
For example, New Yorkers can send a message to their friends saying, "This week's 'presidential election' will be held in front of the McDonald's nearest to Wall Street. The election is being held.
As the group was walking, there was a smell of dirt mixed with bleach in the air: I didn't expect the authorities to send several sprinklers to "wash the ground" in order to "maintain stability"?
"Hey, the leader of the group said, "Hey, look at the cleaners over there, how come they all have a single earpiece on their ears?"
"Not only these cleaners look fishy, just now I also noticed several people with suspicious behavior and appearance are quietly reporting something on the walkie-talkie", one of the people in the team replied.
"Hey, you guys, what are you doing stopping there? Go, go, go!" At this point, a voice suddenly came over, the team turned their heads to look, it turned out to be a black leather COP wearing sunglasses barking there, next to a fierce police dog.
"Where did the dog bark?" One man inside the group returned in Spanish.
"What?" , the cop who had just held the dog asked in disbelief.
"Ignore the two dogs, let's quickly go to the rally site near a better view of the place to occupy a place," the Spanish-speaking brother continued his 'encrypted dialogue,' "such as the street store or roadside seats, need to You need to go ahead and occupy it. So that the running dogs don't use them as a base."
"Well, yes, let's hurry up", said the leader of the group.
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Jingle Bells Jingle Bells .....
The mechanical alarm clock at the bedside risked being smashed once again in the morning, but it hadn't been ringing long before the hammer switch on the back of the clock was turned to the "off" end
The clock's hour hand pointed between the numbers 7 and 8
Kasugano Haruka shielded his eyes from the direct sunlight with the blanket, stretched, and rolled over to get up.
The laptop next to the bed was uncovered, and from the area where the time was displayed, I could tell that it was 2021, late October.
The dream from last night was hidden in Kasugano Haruka's mind, becoming the kind of memory that hides deeper and deeper the more you think about it, the kind of memory that makes you wonder whether it exists or not.
He is used to hiding his heart from others, and is no longer the impatient boy who has no sense of propriety.
But Kasugano Haruka knows that in his heart, he does not want to accept this cowardly and incompetent self, and that the pretense that floats on the surface now is just because the time is not yet right.
The laptop at his side is a tool to Cyberspace, a virtual space where everyone is connected, where he can be absorbed in his own artistic creations, or he can resist the power with another identity anonymously, a different Internet identity, as long as it is tied to the values and identity of the things he does while wearing this identity, then this identity is not afraid of others to impersonate.
But today Haru is not going to meet you as a symbol of resistance to power, so this time he is playing the role of "Vincent", and he intends to write about his own business in order to practice the Feynman method of learning.
Haru remembers the last time he briefly tried the Feynman method in the comments section of a blog post on the program-think's blog as an anonymous person without a screen name, which was, in fact, his first attempt. So he took some time to find the message in order to avoid reinventing the wheel.
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