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because Life begins at the end of your comfort zone, because I am too old fashioned

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Rise of the female superhero

Yahoo Global News Anchor Katie Couric takes a look at the popularity of Female Superheroes, and how female heroines are now sharing the limelight with their male comic book counterparts, with a growing fan base and a strong army of female artists and writers behind them.

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Audrey’s grown up style is so great Welcome to Knit Peaks: Twin Peaks Knitwear

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feeling sad? you need this blog on your dash!

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Vote for Dezeen and help us win a Webby! Our interview with Imogen Heap about her music-making gloves was nominated and we need your help to win »

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I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times… In life after life, in age after age, forever. My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs, That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms, In life after life, in age after age, forever. Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it’s age-old pain, It’s ancient tale of being apart or together. As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge, Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time: You become an image of what is remembered forever. You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount. At the heart of time, love of one for another. We have played along side millions of lovers, shared in the same Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell- Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever. Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you The love of all man’s days both past and forever: Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life. The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours – And the songs of every poet past and forever. —Unending Love by Rabindranath Tagore

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True story about the victorian house from 1888, that collapse in October 2010