In yet another undignified and cruel stroke, Elon Musk flipped the switch on the API, killing third-party applications that defined the service in its early days. RIP Tweetbot and Twitterific.
In yet another undignified and cruel stroke, Elon Musk flipped the switch on the API, killing third-party applications that defined the service in its early days. RIP Tweetbot and Twitterific.
Chronotrains is a map that shows the isochrones (a map that depicts the area accessible from a point within a certain time threshold) for any train station in Europe within 5-hours.
Over the last many years, I’ve grown deeply fond of South Korean cinema. Determined to burn some vacation time, I booked a ticket with a plan to visit some of the more dramatic filming locations in the country. What I saw blew my mind.
Nestled deep in the heart of Seoul, I stopped for lunch at a street vendor. While chewing on some bossam, I struck up conversation with a local gentleman about my trip. Hearing I was a fan of Bong Joon Ho’s work, he perked up and emphatically described his involvement in the shooting of Parasite. Turns out, he was hired by location scouts to find a home for the Kim family. He was the one to find the basement and he offered to take me by.
I took him up on his offer and after paying for his lunch, off we went. It wasn’t far. A 10 minute walk from the BBQ stand took us to the corner where Ki-woo and Min-hyuk grab a snack and come up with the tutor scheme. There were no socks hanging in the basement windowss, but the spot was absolutely recognizable. I was chuffed, to say the least.
Taking it upon himself to further the experience, my guide knocked on the door of the apartment and negotiated a short tour. So there I was, looking at the most famous toilet in the last decade of cinematic history.
Aimed to simplify markup, YAML sure is a complicated data format. Here’s a list of the pitfalls and some alternatives.
My family spent Christmas this year in Bentonville, AR, the home of Wal-Mart. We traveled through the year’s worst winter storm to spend the holiday with my Aunt and Uncle at their home just outside of the now bustling town.
Last time I visited, the view from the back of their house yielded open pastures. Now, housing developments have encroached on their rural paradise. You’d think this sign of urbanization a harbinger for the ruin of the small-town feel Bentonville has known for its lifetime, but you’d be wrong.
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