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NEW YORK (AP) — The largest digital camera ever built released its first shots of the universe Monday — including colorful nebulas, stars and galaxies. The Vera C. Rubin Observatory, located on a mountaintop in Chile, was built to take a deeper look at the night sky, covering hidden corners. Funded by
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The young Endymion sleeps Endymion's sleep; The shepherd-boy whose tale was left half told! The solemn grove uplifts its shield of gold To the red rising moon, and loud and deep The nightingale is singing from the steep; It is midsummer, but the air is cold; Can it
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It's the ragged source of memory, a tarpaper-shingled bungalow whose floors tilt toward the porch, whose back yard ends abruptly in a weedy ravine. Nothing special: a chain of three bedrooms and a long side porch turned parlor where my great-grandfather, Pomp, smoked every evening over the news,
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Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaves are flowers— But only so for hours; Then leaves subside to leaves. In Autumn she achieves A still more golden blaze But nothing golden stays. Of white, blue, gold and green, The only colors seen And
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The man decides to remain on the train, and later is awakened by another conductor who assures him that there is no Willoughby on the line anywhere, and he must have been dreaming. At some point, in desperation, the man comments to himself that the next time they stop in
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The man decides to remain on the train, and later is awakened by another conductor who assures him that there is no Willoughby on the line anywhere, and he must have been dreaming. At some point, in desperation, the man comments to himself that the next time they stop in
The man decides to remain on the train, and later is awakened by another conductor who assures him that there is no Willoughby on the line anywhere, and he must have been dreaming. At some point, in desperation, the man comments to himself that the next time they stop in
As a kid, I used to love the Twilight Zone repeats. Most were thought provoking. Some were scary, others more pensive. If I think about the one that I *personally* consider that “sends a chill up my spine,” the answer is easy. The 1959 episode “A Stop at Willoughby” will