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New York, 1880. Elizabeth van den Broek is the only female reporter at the Herald, the city’s most popular newspaper. Then she and her bohemian friend Carlotta Ackerman find a woman’s body wrapped like a mummy in a freshly dug hole in Central Park - the intended site of an obelisk called Cleopatra’s Needle. The macabre discovery takes Elizabeth away from the society pages to follow an investigation into New York City’s darkest shadows.

At the start of the 1960s, John F. Kennedy and other American liberals expressed boundless optimism about the ability of the United States to promote democracy and development in Asia, Africa, the Middle East, and Latin America. With US power, resources, and expertise, almost anything seemed possible in the countries of the Cold War's "Third World"-developing, postcolonial nations unaligned with the United States or Soviet Union.

In a world of connectedness, we sometimes have to get disconnected to be connected. This audiobook shares some light on some of social media's biggest strengths, weaknesses, and shows you ways to have a safe relationship with social media. Today's social media is different from what it was made for in the beginning, which was simply connecting the world online. This audiobook puts on blast some of the issues most of us practice, then takes you through helpful steps that will disconnect you from social media addiction and reconnect you back to humanity.

Daiki finds a flash drive in his office, which leads him to a truth he is not ready to hear.

Endlich! Das neue große Werk von Bestseller-Autor Anthony Doerr (Alles Licht, das wir nicht sehen). Kinder, die an der Schwelle zum Erwachsenwerden stehen und sich in einer zerbrechenden Welt zurechtfinden müssen: Da sind Anna und Omeir während der Belagerung und Eroberung von Konstantinopel 1453. Seymour verübt aus fehlgeleitetem Idealismus einen Anschlag auf eine Bibliothek im heutigen Idaho. Und noch Konstance, die sich im Raumschiff "Argos" in der Zukunft auf dem Weg zu einem Exoplaneten befindet.

When those harrowing words ring out during a children’s entertainment in Washington on the evening of April 14, 1865, a quick-thinking young chemist from England named Johnnie Holmes grabs the 12-year-old son of the dying president, races the boy to safety, and soon finds himself enlisted in the most infamous manhunt in history.

I can trace the origin of A Week as Andrea Benstock to two distinct sources. The first inspired my attempting the book, while the second inspired its form. Let me consider the second first. In 1949, the Belgian author Georges Simenon published a novel called - well, who knows what he called it, but the English translation bore the title - Four Days in a Lifetime. I must have read it sometime in the late 1950s, because what I recall of the experience is that I was in my parents’ house on Starin Avenue at the time.

Año 79 d.C. Flavia Gémina, hija de un marino romano, está a punto de vivir una emocionante aventura. Al investigar el paradero de un anillo que lleva el sello de su padre, Flavia conoce a Jonatán, un niño judío, a Nubia, una niña esclava africana, y a Lupo, el pequeño mendigo mudo. A partir de entonces, los cuatro nuevos amigos comenzarán las pesquisas para resolver la misteriosa muerte de unos perros, recorriendo juntos el foro, la necrópolis romana y el puerto de Ostia, y lo que es mejor, se convertirán en muy buenos amigos.

La erupción del Vesubio ha dejado un panorama desolador. La ceniza cubre la tierra, el mar se tiñe de rojo y las olas arrojan a las playas los cuerpos de las víctimas. Y cuando algunos niños empiezan a desaparecer de un campamento que acoge a cientos de refugiados, Flavia Gémina y sus amigos Jonatán, Nubia y Lupo entran en acción.

Flavia Gémina navega rumbo a la bahía de Nápoles acompañada de sus amigos Jonatán, Nubia y Lupo. Van a pasar el verano con un tío suyo que vive cerca de Pompeya, pero, no bien llegan, los temblores sacuden la tierra, los animales se comportan de modo extraño y lagente sueña con un desastre inminente. Es el Vesubio, que entra en erupción y pone a los cuatro niños en un terrible peligro. A pesar de todo, la inquieta pandilla se verá pronto implicada en la resolución de un enigma que puede llevarles hasta un gran tesoro.

“Maybe,” says Margaret, “when you see this place you’ll understand. It’s like Club Med! There’s a heated pool and a rec centre and a cocktail bar and everything. They have 24-hour room service!” Andrew guffaws. “A cocktail bar? At a nursing home? What’s next? Happy Hour?”

The Practice of the Presence of God is a book of collected teachings of Brother Lawrence (born Nicolas Herman), a 17th-century Carmelite friar, compiled by Father Joseph de Beaufort. The compilation includes letters, as well as records of his conversations kept by Brother Lawrence's interlocutors. The basic theme of the book is the development of an awareness of the presence of God.

A man makes a horrific discovery in the crim colony silo he's imprisoned in.

The groomer shook her head, her stubborn silence adding fuel to my fury. She glanced at the dog as if he would back her up in some way, but I could tell he was beginning to get the idea. He was starting to understand that, despite his excellent breeding, he currently looked like a mangey pavement special. I wondered if I should get him a cone for his neck so that he wouldn't have to witness this new, burning humiliation.

“There’s the drive back home, invariably in the dark. Not safe.” “She has plenty of space. We could have just stayed over.” Linda shook her head. “No. Not allowed. Against the rules.” “What do you mean?” Andrew took off his glasses and frowned at her. “Hodgey was always begging us to stay the night. I’ve never understood - " Linda drummed her fingers on her knees.“It’s just a thing, okay? An agreement.” Andrew’s furrows deepened. “Between you and Hodge?” “Between Peter and I. We sibling-swore.”

The last thing I remember is Lorin’s scream as my roadster smashes into the guardrails and flips into the air. There was Lorin’s terrible wail, and then being silently airborne. Then there was nothing. Later, some bright lights shone through - hospital ceilings, I guess - and doctors' terse commands. I piece together the clues I overhear. The crash, the rocks, the fire. Agony like I've never experienced before burns my every organ and bone. Pipes and palpations. Needles, catheters, and a heart monitor that sounds like a ticking time bomb.

Red Riding Hood, retold by the (fictional) AI Millenniarellabot after being fed fairy tales and texts on euthanasia.

A man knows he deserves to be haunted for what he has done; he just didn't expect it to happen this way.

We pulled into a makeshift parking lot in the middle of a huge herd of sheep. There were two or three cars, but not a cave or another person in sight. We watched the sheep for a while, not sure what to do, when we saw people walk past us, making their way up the hill. That’s when we realized that we would be working hard for our little bit of fertility magic: We had to hike to get to the cave.

Betty arrives at work slippery with sweat. She has no option but to run to her grind at Propag8 now that the taxi drivers are trying to kill her. She bought an electric car, but they keep trying to booby-trap it. Every time she puts her thumb on the ignition switch, she closes her eyes and waits for the explosion. Every time the car starts without blowing up, she knows it's just a matter of time. That she has bought one more day. That they are watching her, waiting for the perfect time to detonate her life.