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◦ Compatibility :
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◦ Hely Mesh Necklace :
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- Materials Enabled
- Copy / Modify / No Transfer
◦ Includes non rigged bracelets version for right and left hand as a freebie ♥
◦ HUD :
- 2 Customizable Sections
- 3 Group Tabs
- 45 Textures
- 6 Presets
- HSL Color Palette
- Resizer
- Alpha
- Glow
- Brightness
- Script Delete
➤ Un!q - Carolina Dress
⊡ 20% off for group members.
⊡ Free demo inworld.
☰ Items Included:
⋮ Carolina Dress
⋮ Hud 35 Colors
☰ Compatibility with:
☑ Maitreya Lara
☑ Slink - Physique & Hourglass
☑ Belleza - Venus, Isis & Freya
☑ Tonic - Fine & Curvy
We do not refund money in case of dissatisfaction!
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The NELL Fatpack completes the line of this top (the others being NEL, MEG, NIC and NIKI). It is a gentle variant, with modest wording and no nip exposing (so many of you asked for it, so here it is). ♥
NELL Midi-packs are also available separately.
To see the garment in all its glory, please enable Advanced Lighting Model (ALM) in the Graphics preferences of your viewer, and switch on the lights of the room you are in (or use our free Body Light Bundle for ALM Testing).
• 1 no-print + 24 cutout-prints presets (8 Regular, 8 Naughty, 8 BDSM)
• 2 Alpha Models (A-BLEND: realism A-MASK: compatibility)
• Unlimited Colors
• Multiple Sheer Levels (only for A-BLEND models)
• Multiple Glow Levels
• Strip button (Show/Hide)
• Full-bright On/Off
• Inventory, Screen & Lag Friendly (1 item/size, 1 HUD, 1 script)
• Materials Enabled (Full use of Advanced Lighting Model)
• Branded Mesh Avatars (Belleza, eBODY Curvy v8.5, Maitreya, Slink)
• Detailed Realistic Textures
• 100% Mesh • Fitmesh
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Quality Mesh Fashion
Hi Culties & Spookies, time for even more sales for Happy Weekend Market Place Sale!!
★ For Happy Weekend MP Sale★ Persia
★ marketplace.secondlife.com/p/CULT-Persia-Fatpack/27030143
★ For Saturday Sale MP Sale★ Amaia
★ marketplace.secondlife.com/p/CULT-Amaia-Fatpack/26791442
★ Rigged For ★ Legacy F ★ Reborn ★ Kupra ★ Maitreya X ★ Lara ★ GenX Curvy
★ Remember to always try the DEMOS!★Check for Body Type & Body MOD Compatibility★
★ Cult LM ★ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Cult%20Coven/129/75/33
★ Cult's Social Media Links ★
Hi Culties & Spookies, time for even more sales for your Sunday Leisure!!
★ For Lazy Sunday!!! ★ Annalesse ★ For So Kawaii Sundays ★ Venea ★
★ marketplace.secondlife.com/p/CULT-Annalesse-Fatpack/27381869
★ Annalesse ★ Rigged For ★ Maitreya-X ★ Legacy F ★ Reborn ★ Kupra ★ Lara ★
★ Venea ★ Rigged For ★ Maitreya-X ★ Legacy F ★ Reborn ★ Kupra ★ Lara ★
★ Remember to always try the DEMOS!★Check for Body Type & Body MOD Compatibility★
★ Comes with a Color Control HUD for changeable color options
★ Cult LM ★ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Cult%20Coven/129/75/33
★ Cult's Social Media Links ★
Hi Culties & Spookies, Time to kick off your weekend shopping just right!
★ For Alpha Weekend Sale ★ Tommy-Lee ★
★ For Crafty Weekend Sale★ Allium ★ Agatha ★
★ Tommy- Lee Rigged For ★ Reborn ★ Legacy M/F ★ Maitreya-X ★ MaitreyaOG ★ Kupra ★ Jake ★ Gianni Kario
★ Agatha Rigged For ★ Reborn ★ Legacy Female ★ Maitreya-X ★ MaitreyaOG ★ Kupra ★
★ Remember to always try the DEMOS!★Check for Body Type & Body MOD Compatibility★
★ Comes with a Color Control HUD for changeable color options
★ Cult LM ★ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Cult%20Coven/129/75/33
★ Cult's Social Media Links ★
The Imogen Skin is available at ASTRO6. This skin was created for LeLutka Briannon, but may work for other heads.
Skintone Worn: Amber
《✧》TONE AVAILABILITY
• VELOUR: Icy, Rosekiss, Ibiza, Sunkiss, Brownie, Amber
• BODYTEEN: T2, T3, T4, T5
《✧》BODY APPLIER COMPATIBILITY
This skin is compatible with VELOUR & BODYTEEN Appliers. The landmarks to these locations are included within the notecard given in your purchase.
Please be sure to try the DEMO before purchasing.
• LM: Teleport to ASTRO 6
• SOCIAL MEDIA: linktr.ee/babe.sl
Spring has Sprung and we're celebrating with the cutest of critters...which also happen to be chairs!
Our Creature Seat / Deer is available to purchase as a PG or Adult version.
It includes:
Deer Seat - Bento animated - 4Li
and a texture hud
The hud gives you a huge amount of customization by changing various parts to mix/match between 18 colours & 14 special combinations.
The animations in the chair are bento and the adult version has Aeros, LoveBridge physics cock and V, as well as It's Not Mine compatibility - including a cleaning menu after getting messy with It's not Mine!
Our Creature Seats are sold separately as part of a themed series of several releases. The HUD from any of these is capable of changing all of them.
Kinky Event - 28th March to the 22nd April - maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Liberty%20City/127/130/35
PACIFIC OCEAN (Apr. 19, 2021) – Chief Aviation Boatswain’s Mate (Handling) Christopher Shay, a Sailor assigned to the embarked Medical Treatment Facility’s Air Department aboard Military Sealift Command hospital ship USNS Mercy (T-AH 19), poses for a photo in front of an MV-22B Osprey assigned to Air Test and Evaluation (HX) Squadron 21 of Naval Air Station (NAS) Patuxent River, Md., on the ship’s flight deck Apr. 19. Mercy is underway off the coast of Southern California completing Dynamic Interface Testing, where the ship’s aviation facilities will be evaluated for compatibility with the V-22 Osprey and MH-60 Seahawk, and establish launch and recovery windows in adverse weather conditions. Mercy recently returned to its homeport in San Diego from a regular overhaul in Portland, Ore., where improvements were made to its flight deck to support multiple aircraft platforms. Mercy must be in a five-day-activation status in order to support missions over the horizon, and be ready, reliable and resilient to support mission commanders. (U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 3rd Class Luke Cunningham)
★ Hot New Release for The Darkness Event + a GIVEAWAY!! The event opens on Feb 5th, 2024! ★ The Viconia hells are a devlish witchy pair of shoes for anyone this coming heart season!
★ Rigged For ★ Legacy F + Perky ★ Reborn ★ Maitreya-X + Petite-X ★ Kupra ★
★ Comes with a Color Control HUD for changeable color options ★
★ Remember to always try the DEMOS! ★ Check for Body Type & Body MOD Compatibility★
★ Darkness Event LM: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Zen%20Soul/47/244/3201
★ Cult's Social Media Links ★
EE CP 1438 with a ex-Renfe "Arco" coach and a Sorefame generator van. This test consist preformed electromagnetic compatibility tests between the Arco and the Portuguese network in Torre das Vargens station. Note the CP logo covering the Renfe logo, despite the coach still carrying the previous owner's colors.
This is a paintable skin heavily inspired by the Dragicevic Transport fleet (I don’t know what’s the name of this style of decals, Mighty Griffin perhaps?) Also compatible with Eugene’s Scania and its low-deck addons by Sogard3.
What has been changed in version 1.1?
- remade side decals from scratch (doesn't look goofy anymore), added metallic version, added compatibility for the painted tanks from Sogard3's low-deck addons.
Tested on 1.37.
DOWNLOAD: sharemods.com/fc4mygc4cvb5/dragi_s_1.1.zip.html
Have fun!
Credits: TheNuvolari
.::Un!q - Brenda Top::.
⊡ 20% off for group members.
⊡ Free demo inworld.
☰ Items Included:
⋮ Brenda Top
⋮ Hud 20 Colors
☰ Compatibility with:
☑ Maitreya: Lara ☑ Belleza: Freya - Isis - Venus ☑ Slink: Physique - Hourglass
Alsthom built CP 2623 with a ex-Renfe "Arco" coach, a Sorefame generator van and CP 1438. This consist will perform electromagnetic compatibility tests among the Arco and the Portuguese network in the upcoming days between Entroncamento - Santa Margardia and Entroncamento - Torre das Vargens. Note the CP logo covering the Renfe logo, despite the coach still carrying the previous owner's colors.
Title.
Central Park sidewalk.
( LUMIX G3 shot )
Central Park, Manhattan, New York, USA. 2017. ... 7 / 9
(Today's photo. It's unpublished.)
Images:
The Beatles … Across The Universe
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My new novel
B♭ (B Flat)
Volume 15 😄
The following is still in its draft stage and will be revised further.
Key parts are not disclosed.
The order of the content shown here is mixed.
(Of course, this is not the final version.)
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My new novel
B♭ (B Flat)
The summer afternoon light in Manhattan flashed off the glass faces of the towers; each time the asphalt’s heat shimmered through an alley, the vast edifice of the FBI’s New York field office seemed to inhale the city’s clamor and, while remaining immovably composed, exuded the taut vigilance and tension within. Behind the heavy iron door set at that corner, the countless gazes of surveillance cameras and the movements of guards intertwined, announcing an order that would not be shaken by the heat waves or the bustle outside.
Special Agent Veronica Reeves—bearing a wealth of experience yet possessed of an uncompromising, honed gaze—sat reading, in quiet concentration, through the sheaf of reports that had been compiled so far, spread across the long table by the window. Whenever the summer breeze outside brushed the glass and rippled the air, her thought answered in kind, narrowing to the tiniest details and sculpting, in three dimensions within her mind, the range and consequences of the incident.
Her hands reconstructed the numbers and map symbols on the pages as if to include the city’s heated pedestrian flows, traffic lines, and the density of clustered buildings; her methodical ordering of the initial response bore a cold, tranquil certainty. The white glare of the overhead fluorescents trembled across the papers; even the shadows that wavered at the edge of her sight seemed to be folded into her analysis as unknown variables. With a fingertip she traced a point on the map, instantaneously combining thoroughfares, crowd densities, and building concentrations, rendering a volumetric sense of the scene inside her head.
The ring of telephones, the faint hiss of radios, and the distant wail of sirens in the streets were not mere noise to her but additional strata of information to be quietly assimilated. Her eyes were the very image of composure; yet the slight twitch in some muscles, the tremor in her fingers, betrayed a crisis-awareness coiled within—she displayed no outward emotion, advancing only with facts and inference.
She gathered the documents, exhaled deeply, and, staring out at the summer light and heat beyond the window, quietly contemplated her next move. Slowly she settled into her chair, arranged the bundle of reports before her, and with the city’s wavering heat at her back began to reconstruct the timeline in her mind. The intersections where red and green signals interlaced, the scent of exhaust hanging at street corners, the walking pace of passersby, the shadows of cars parked along curbs—each of these linked to the figures on the page and the marks on the map to conjure the three-dimensional flow of New York within her thought.
Fragments of reports arriving via radio and phone were drawn into the net of her analysis and placed into time and space. At what moment, and in which place, did the flow of people shift? Who might have entered which building? Combining traffic congestion, crowd movement, and the structure of buildings, she sought to reconstruct the entirety of the scene with minimal margin for error.
Her eyes remained calm, yet the fine tension of her muscles hinted at the vigilance beneath. Tracing a point on the map with a fingertip, she called up memories of past incidents and urban-planning data, calculating risk for each scenario. City layout, crowd density, locations of exits—every element was aligned upon a grid of logic, and all conceivable contingencies were hypothesized.
The outside heat warped the window glass; the city’s murmur and the distant siren did not break her focus but rather deepened the realism of the scenario she ran in her mind. Numbers on the page and the city’s tangible image overlapped within a cold rationality, and she prepared to derive the next action with precision.
Her gaze rested on photographs among the documents; she scrutinized the expressions of the crowd, the placement of security personnel, the positions of obstacles. Her look was merciless and exacting, missing no slight incongruity, refusing to be swayed by the city’s heat, attempting instead to enclose every variable within the net of reason.
In the office, where the cool air from the conditioning braided with summer’s heat, her thinking increased in speed—quietly, inexorably. What might happen next? Which routes were safe and which dangerous? Momentary judgments here could determine the safety of the crowd and the candidate’s life. Logic, steady and unyielding, wound through her hands like the thread that could untangle the city’s complexity.
Before her lay not only papers but computer screens and radio displays—sources of fragmented information that gained meaning only after passing through Veronica’s filter. The work of composing the whole from data and observed reality advanced, cool and silent, amid the city’s warmth.
Each time her fingertip traced the map, Manhattan’s streets materialized three-dimensionally in her mind: building density, pedestrian flows, surveillance-camera arcs, guard positions—linked together by a merciless chain of logic that suggested the next moves. Veronica inhaled and exhaled deeply; in that mute rhythm she connected all variables, fixing her attention on the heart of the matter. The distant sirens, car horns, and the footfalls of people pausing at an intersection became pieces of a puzzle that melted into a stream of reason. The city shimmered under heat; light and shadow fractured and scattered—but Veronica’s mind passed through that heat and outlined the incident in its entirety.
She reached for the office extension, feeling the cool resin of the handset between her fingers, and called Deputy Special Agent Elliot. “Put me through to Jack Vance of the Secret Service,” she said.
“Copy. I’ll contact Jack immediately.”
On the other end, his voice feigned calm while carrying a filament of tension. His eyes were on the streets beyond the window, unconsciously tracking intersections and pedestrian flows, instantly computing each possible outcome. Fingers rested on the keyboard; he checked the radio terminal and looped the next potential events into the net of his thought. Elliot’s “copy” was not a mere acknowledgment but a confirmation of steady judgement in the face of urban turbulence—and a quiet testament to his faith in Veronica.
A black Ford SUV tore through the heat of the streets. Jack gripped the wheel; impatience etched his profile. In the back seat, Anna drew herself close, stretching an arm protectively over the children while still forcing her voice out. “Watch the road, Jack!” The vehicle bucked under its own motion; the children’s voices rose—part cheer, part scream—caught between terror and exhilaration. Beside them, Mika bit her lip and, speechless, stitched her gaze to the window.
Behind, a pursuing car growled; bullets kissed the asphalt and left a metallic tang in the air. Sparks flared against concrete facades; gunfire scraped at the city’s skin. Jack’s Ford ignored lights and crowds alike, mounting the sidewalk as if to fling aside the screams of the throng in its wake.
Soon the massive shadow of the Jacob K. Javits Federal Building fell across them. The tower of steel and glass reflected the noonday light with a hard edge, standing high and concentrated like the city’s own tension made architecture. Veronica Reeves stood by the window and followed the car’s black silhouette at her feet. “…No,” she said under her breath. “That Ford tearing along the sidewalk—surely that isn’t you?”
Jack’s voice crackled over the radio, rough and breathless. “We were being chased! We just happened to come here—this isn’t my doing!”
Veronica held her breath and instantly issued orders to Deputy Special Agent Elliot. “Contact the NYPD now. Lock down every street and avenue.”
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My new novel:
B♭ (B-flat)
There’s still more to come. 😃
(This is not the final draft.)
Set in New York City.
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Soundtrack.
music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...
Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:
youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV
iTunes Playlist Link::
music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b/pl.u-47DJGhopxMD
My new novel:
B♭ (B-flat)
Notes
1. "Bombay Blood Type (hh type)"
•Characteristics: A rare blood type that lacks the usual ABO antigens — cannot be classified as A, B, or O.
•Discovery: First identified in 1952 in Mumbai, India (formerly Bombay).
•Prevalence: Roughly 1 in 10,000 people in India; globally, about 1 in 2.5 million.
•Transfusion Compatibility: Only compatible with blood from other Bombay type donors.
2. 2024 Harvard University Valedictorian Speech – The Power of Not Knowing
youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K
3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally
youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT
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セントラルパークの側道。
( LUMIX G3 shot )
マンハッタン。ニューヨーク。アメリカ。2017. … 7 / 9
(今日の写真。それは未発表です。）
Images:
The Beatles … Across The Universe 和訳
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
第15弾。 😄
以下は、まだ初稿の段階です。まだ推敲します。
重要な部分は公開していません。
公開している内容の順番はバラバラです。
(もちろん最終稿ではありません。)
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
マンハッタンの夏の午後の光が高層ビル群のガラスにぎらつき、アスファルトの熱気が路地を揺らすたびに、FBIニューヨーク支局の巨大な建物は都市の喧騒を吸い込み、どっしりと静けさを保ちながらも、その内部に張り詰めた警戒と緊張をにじませていた。その角に設えられた厚い鉄の扉の向こうでは、監視カメラの無数の視線と警備員の動きが絡み合い、外界の熱波や人々のざわめきにも揺るがぬ秩序を守っていることを告げていた。
ヴェロニカ・リーヴス特別捜査官は、豊富な経験を背負いながらもなお研ぎ澄まされた眼差しで、窓際の長机に広げられた、これまでに起こった報告がまとめられた資料の束を静かに読み解いていた。外の夏風がわずかに窓に当たり、空気を揺らすたび、彼女の思考もそれに呼応するように細部まで集中され、事件の可能性や影響範囲を論理の中に立体的に描き出していった。
書類に記された数字や地図の記号を、熱せられた街の動線や人々の流れ、ビルの密集度までを含めるかのように頭の中で再構築し、事件の初動を論理的に整理していく手つきには、冷たくも静かな確信が宿っていた。
天井の蛍光灯の白い光が、紙面に落ちる影を揺らし、視界の隅で揺れるその影さえも、未知の変数として分析に取り込まれているかのようであった。ヴェロニカは指先で地図上の一点をなぞり、都市の動線、人の密度、建築の密集度を瞬時に組み合わせ、頭の中で現場の立体的な状況を描き出していた。
電話のベルや無線のかすかなノイズ、外の街路で響く遠いサイレンの音も、彼女にとっては雑音ではなく、分析のための情報の層として静かに整理されていった。
瞳は冷静そのもので、しかし微細な筋肉の動きや指の震えは、内側に潜む危機意識を示し、見る者には感情を一切表さず、事実と推論だけを前に進める姿勢が伝わってきた。
ヴェロニカは書類をまとめ、深く息を吐き、窓の向こうに広がる夏の都市の光と熱を見据えながら、静かに次の一手を思案していた。
ヴェロニカはゆっくりと椅子に腰を下ろし、資料の束を前に整えると、窓の外で揺れる熱気を背に、まず事件の時間軸を頭の中で再構築しはじめた。信号の赤や青が交錯する交差点、街角に漂う排気ガスの匂い、通行人の歩行速度、路上に停められた車の影――それらすべてが、紙面の数字や地図上の印と結びつき、ニューヨークという巨大な都市の立体的な動線を彼女の思考に浮かび上がらせた。
無線や電話からの断片的な報告も、彼女の分析の網に吸い込まれ、時間と空間に配置される。どの瞬間に、どの場所で、人々の流れが変化したか。誰がどの建物に潜入した可能性があるか。交通の混雑状況と、観衆の動き、建築物の構造を組み合わせ、最小の推測誤差で現場の全貌を描く。
彼女の瞳は冷静そのもので、しかし微細な筋肉の緊張が、その奥に潜む危機意識を示していた。手元の地図の一点を指でなぞり、過去の事件や都市計画のデータを呼び出しながら、シナリオごとにリスクを計算する。都市の構造、観衆の密度、出口の配置――あらゆる要素を論理のグリッドに沿って並べ、想像されるすべての事態を仮定する。
外の熱気は窓ガラスを揺らし、街のざわめきや遠くで響くサイレンは、彼女の集中をかき乱すどころか、逆に現場の臨場感を補強し、頭の中のシミュレーションに奥行きを与えた。紙面の数字と街の実像が、冷たい理性の中で重なり合い、彼女は次の一手を論理的に導き出す準備を整えていった。
ヴェロニカは資料の中の写真に目を留め、観衆の表情や警備員の配置、障害物の位置を詳細に分析した。その視線は冷徹でありながらも、微細な違和感や不自然さを見逃さず、都市の熱気に流されることなく、論理の網の中に全ての変数を捕らえようとしていた。
冷房の空気と夏の熱気が交錯するオフィス内で、彼女の思考は静かに、しかし確実に速度を上げていく。次に何が起こりうるか、どのルートが安全で、どのルートが危険か。瞬間ごとの判断が、観衆の安全と候補者の命を左右する。論理は揺るぎなく、都市の複雑さを紐解く糸のように彼女の手の中で絡まり合った。
彼女の前には資料だけでなく、コンピュータの画面や無線のディスプレイも並ぶ。それらは断片的な情報の源にすぎず、ヴェロニカの思考というフィルターを通すことで初めて意味を持つ。データと現実の光景を繋ぎ、事件の全体像を構築する作業は、夏の街の熱気の中でも冷たく静かに進行した。
彼女の指先が地図をなぞるたび、都市の街路が脳内で立体的に浮かび上がり、建物の密度、通行人の流れ、監視カメラの視野、警備員の位置が、冷徹な論理の中で連鎖し、次の行動を示唆する。ヴェロニカは深く息を吸い、吐き出すと同時に、無言のうちに全ての変数を繋ぎ合わせ、事件の核心へと視線を固定した。その瞬間、遠くの街路から聞こえるサイレンの音や車のクラクション、交差点で立ち止まる人々の足音が、彼女の頭の中ではパズルのピースとなり、論理的な流れの中に溶け込んでいった。都市は暑さに揺れ、光と影が乱反射するが、ヴェロニカの思考は静かに、その熱気を透過して事件の全体像を描き出していった。
ヴェロニカは、静かに内線電話の受話器を手に取り、その冷たい樹脂の感触を指先で確かめながら、エリオット副特別捜査官を呼び出し、いった。
「シークレットサービスのジャックバンスにつないで」
「了解。ジャックに直ちに連絡する。」
受話器の向こうで、彼の声は冷静を装いながらも、微細な緊張を含んでいた。目は窓の外に向けられ、街路の交差点や通行人の流れを無意識に追い、あらゆる可能性を瞬時に計算する。手元のキーボードに指を触れ、無線端末を確認しながら、次に何が起こるかを思考の網にかける。
エリオットの「了解」は、単なる返事ではなく、都市の混沌を前にした冷静な判断の証であり、ヴェロニカへの信頼を静かに裏付けていた。
黒のSUVフォードは、夏の熱気を押し裂くように街路を駆け抜けていた。ハンドルを握るジャックの横顔には焦燥が張りつき、後部座席に身を寄せたアナは、子供たちを庇うように腕を伸ばしながら、それでも必死に声を張り上げた。
「前を見て、ジャック！」
車体の振動に身を揺らしながら、子供たちは歓声とも悲鳴ともつかぬ声をあげ、恐怖と興奮の境を知らぬままに笑った。その隣でミカは唇を噛み、言葉を失ったまま窓の外に視線を縫いつけられていた。
背後では追撃の車が唸りを上げ、硝煙の匂いを残して弾丸がアスファルトを跳ねた。コンクリートの壁面に火花が散り、都市の皮膚を削るようにして銃声が響く。ジャックのフォードは信号も人波も無視し、歩道へと飛び込み、群衆の悲鳴を振り払うように疾走した。
やがて、ジェイコブ・K・ジャヴィッツ連邦ビルがその巨大な影を落とした。
鉄とガラスの塔は真昼の光を硬質に反射し、都市の緊張を凝縮させてそびえ立っていた。ヴェロニカ・リーヴス特別捜査官は窓辺に立ち、視線を落とした足元に黒い車体の影を認めた。
「……まさか。歩道を突っ走っているあのフォード、あなたたちじゃないでしょうね？」
無線に混じってジャックの声が荒々しく返る。
「追われてたんだ！ たまたまここに来ただけだ、俺のせいじゃない！」
ヴェロニカは息を詰め、即座にエリオット副特別捜査官へと指示を放った。
「すぐにNYPDへ。すべてのストリートとアヴェニューを封鎖して。」
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
舞台はニューヨークです。
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Soundtrack.
music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b-my-novel-soundtrack/pl.u-47...
追記 この小説を多少説明しました。
youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV
メモ
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「Bombay型（ボンベイ型、hh型）」
•特徴：通常のABO血液型を持たない（A、B、Oに分類されない）特殊な型。
•発見地：1952年、インド・ムンバイ（旧ボンベイ）で初めて確認。
•発生頻度：インドでは1万人に1人程度だが、世界的には約250万人に1人とも。
•輸血制限：同じBombay型しか輸血できない。
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2024年ハーバード大学首席の卒業式スピーチ『知らないことの力』
youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K
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Shots fired at Trump rally
youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT
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My new novel:
B♭ (Be Flat)
Dropping more content! 😃
(Still not finalized yet.)
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Scene: Madison Square Garden 2
A low murmur swept down the avenue in front of the Garden as a black lead sedan and a fleet of white motorcycle escorts slowly rolled in. Four armored limousines followed, flanked by NYPD and state police SUVs. Behind them trailed a line of communication trucks, ambulances, and news vans—no more than fifty vehicles in all, but the weight of their presence was overwhelming.
The motorcade moved as if traffic signals held no meaning. The street had been completely shut down, and the convoy advanced in perfect synchrony. Police radio chatter leaked from the vehicles, while the blocked-off sidewalks were crowded with reporters clutching cameras and riot police standing firm. Near the center, three jet-black SUVs carried CAT operatives, their eyes scanning the street like silent sentinels from behind suppressor-equipped rifles.
On top of the limousines, state-of-the-art jamming devices disrupted all outside signals. Trailing them was a “Roadrunner” communications command vehicle bristling with antennas, maintaining real-time encrypted communication with the command center beneath the Garden.
At the tail end were fire department rapid response units, a hazmat vehicle, and two ambulances. The arrival of a presidential candidate was no longer a mere movement—it was a military operation. The city responded like a living neural network, absorbing and adjusting to the convoy’s every move.
Onlookers lined the barricades—civilians raising smartphones overhead, and journalists with grim faces behind their lenses. No one spoke. The crowd stood in solemn silence, bathed in the red and blue pulses of rotating lights, watching as the procession swept past like a scene from a film. But this wasn’t a movie. The silence was real. No one dared crack a joke.
Sniper teams were stationed on rooftops around the Garden. Occasionally, the word “clear” crackled over the comms. Inside the building, only those who had passed facial recognition were permitted to take position. In the chilled surveillance room where Jack sat, hundreds of camera feeds rotated every few seconds across the screens.
Inside the presumed presidential limousine, darkness cloaked everything—no figures visible behind the glass. Yet everyone on-site knew those clear windows hid layers of invisible defense. That silence, designed to preserve life, carried with it a deadly order that blanketed the entire convoy.
Overhead, two Black Hawk helicopters glided in low and began to hover above the Garden. They were escape vessels, should the worst occur—but more than that, they were a reminder that this place was, for tonight, a battlefield.
In the command room on the Garden’s B3 level, Jack sat under the blue glow of the monitors, listening intently to the radio in his ear.
“Eagle has arrived. Parking complete on B3. Zebra point passed. T-minus 45 seconds to approach.”
The voice in his earpiece made him bite his lip unconsciously. The coffee in his cup had long gone cold.
Onscreen, the divided camera feeds displayed the barricades on Seventh Avenue, snipers in standby, and now—the black limousine sliding into the underground garage.
The air tightened. Time became tangible. The tick of the second hand grew louder in everyone’s ears. Jack’s fingers trembled slightly as they reached for the radio button.
Scene: Madison Square Garden 1
Jack shifted the donut box in his hand and pressed the button for B3. The air in the elevator was cold, and he wiped the sweat from his brow as he watched the lights descend. The contrast with the heat above made his vision blur slightly.
Stepping out, he turned right. Immediately on the left was the briefing room door, where a security man in a rumpled suit greeted him.
“Everyone’s already waiting.”
Jack stood before the sensor and calmly turned his face toward it. A few seconds later, a mechanical chime signaled access approval, and the heavy fireproof doors slid open.
Once inside, Jack offered a small smile.
“I brought donuts. Make sure everyone gets some later.”
The security man grinned behind his sunglasses.
Beyond the thick soundproof door, 32 monitors glowed blue in the dim room. Staff members moved briskly and silently between the machines. The hum of servers filled the space, punctuated only by the occasional alert. In the center was the commander’s seat, surrounded in a ring by workstations. The wall-sized screen displayed rapid live cuts from over 400 arena cameras—spectator stands, lobby, corridors, VIP lounge, loading dock, backstage, utility room, underground passages…
If a single rat appeared in those tunnels, they’d be able to track it straight to the sewers.
Jack sat in the commander’s chair and flipped the switch on the gooseneck mic in front of him. Its flexible neck trembled as the red indicator light came on.
“I’ve got donuts. Sorry, no glazed. There’s Boston Cream, Chocolate Frosted, Strawberry Frosted, and Old-Fashioned. No coffee, so grab your own.”
“Old-Fashioned for me,” came Ben’s voice from the loading dock. He adjusted the transparent tube of his earpiece and muttered into his collar.
Jack gave a faint smile, then grew serious again as he leaned toward the mic.
“Eagle is about to arrive. Entering through Ben’s loading dock. Three minutes to VIP room. Fifteen-minute briefing. Then onstage. Let me remind you—tonight marks the official nomination of the presidential candidate at the National Convention. First Republican convention held here in over twenty years. Also, his fiancée, Eleanor Blake, is with him. Stunning and brilliant. Try not to fall for her. The only ones you’re allowed to admire are bulky bruisers in tactical gear. And don’t forget, VP candidate Cole Harrison is here too—he’s the leash on our foul-mouthed Justin. No matter what he says, don’t punch back. I’ll be the one getting punched later.”
Jack checked his watch.
“One minute out. When Justin’s team heads home, dig into the donuts. Over and out.”
From the monitor showing the VIP lounge, Daryl spoke up behind him.
“Jack, better check in with Elijah at the hospital. Make sure he’s on standby.”
Without turning, Jack raised his hand and called out.
“Elijah, you copy? Daryl thinks you’re chilling at Starbucks.”
Laughter came through the speaker, followed by the chaotic background noise of Bellevue Hospital.
“Daryl, how’d you know? I was just thinking of getting Jack fired.”
Swiveling in his chair, Daryl laughed back at the screen.
“Let’s hope Justin doesn’t end up in your ER.”
Jack cut in.
“All stations, go. Justin’s here. Stick to the plan. Let’s move.”
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Scene: Madison Square Garden 3 — Justin, Eleanor, Cole
The door of the limousine opened from within, and Justin Bradford stepped out with a short sigh.
“Damn. It’s suffocating down here. Even a stray dog would turn up its nose at this parking garage.”
He brushed off the hem of his suit jacket with one hand, casting a grimace toward the concrete gloom.
Vice presidential candidate Cole Harrison followed quietly behind. Eight years older than Justin, Cole had once stood by Justin’s father, Lysus Bradford—through every rally and protest, until the day Lysus, still registered as a Democrat, was gunned down by a sniper. Cole had admired Lysus deeply for his commitment to voicing the will of the unheard.
Justin yawned, wide and unfiltered. Cole spoke gently beside him.
“This was the safest option. Too many unknowns outside. It’s dangerous.”
“Cole, you’re the biggest unknown we’ve got.”
“And that makes two of us, Justin,” Cole replied with a small, knowing smile.
The click of white heels echoed faintly as Eleanor Blake stepped onto the stained concrete. She wore a pale beige coat over her dress and moved with quiet elegance. Though her brow creased slightly at the stagnant air, she quickly replaced it with a smile and walked toward Justin.
“Justin,” she said, her voice gentle yet firm, “no more jokes at the staff’s expense. These people would lay down their lives for you.”
Justin gave a small, lopsided smile and brushed a kiss against her cheek.
“For their sake, I better live up to it.”
Flanked by security, the three of them began walking down the dim corridor. Faint LED lights flickered overhead. Dirty walls, cold silence, and a chill that crept under their skin accompanied them.
“These hallways always get to me,” Justin muttered.
“I understand,” Eleanor said softly. “But this is the safest route.”
“That’s exactly why we should be grateful,” Cole added. “It’s this kind of space that protects us.”
Eventually, they reached the elevator reserved for dignitaries. The face recognition system chirped quietly as it confirmed their identities.
“Just a few more steps to the VIP lounge,” said one of the agents.
Justin glanced back at Eleanor and shrugged.
“Let’s shake the Garden tonight.”
She touched his arm lightly and smiled.
“I’m counting on you, Justin.”
The three of them stepped into the elevator, the doors closing quietly behind them as it carried them upward.
Scene: Totto Ramen — Ana, Mika, Motorcade
— Red, Yellow, Blue —
It was just after 7 p.m. when a light rain began to fall on East 52nd Street.
Ana leaned against the wall of an old building next to Totto Ramen, absently watching the changing traffic light at the intersection to her right. The air was heavy with humid heat clinging to the concrete, making even the pedestrians seem to move slower than usual.
The signal turned green. As she dabbed her forehead with a handkerchief and squinted into the distance, she spotted Kana on the far side of the crosswalk, waving and running toward her with a smile.
Then, suddenly, the air shifted.
From the far side of the intersection, a fleet of black SUVs glided in, soundless and ghostlike. In the few dozen seconds between the lead vehicle’s arrival and the armored limousine at the rear disappearing, the entire intersection was sealed off—no one passed.
As the convoy disappeared down the avenue, the signal changed again. Foot traffic resumed. The city inhaled.
Kana reemerged from the crowd and waved once more.
After wrapping up their exhibit, Ana and Mika had packed their gear into Mika’s car and headed into Manhattan. Ana’s husband, Arjun, worked at LuminaTech Innovations—a hybrid company based in Williamsburg specializing in AI, cloud services, and cybersecurity. Though it was his day off, he’d had a meeting in Hudson Yards and was on a separate schedule from Ana.
Totto Ramen was nearby, and ever since Mika had first brought her there, it had become a favorite for Ana and Arjun alike.
“Sorry to keep you waiting. It’s been such a lovely day,” Mika said, slightly out of breath.
By “lovely,” she meant the two sharply dressed men from that morning, still lingering in their thoughts.
Ana answered with mild disinterest.
“Was it? That your type, Mika?”
Mika shrugged and smiled.
“Mm, I like someone close enough that I can run home to my parents if I need to.”
They laughed as they slid open the ramen shop’s wooden door and took seats at the counter. The place was bustling with Asian families enjoying their weekend. Familiar Japanese drifted from the far end of the counter.
Ana’s iPhone buzzed. It was a video call from Arjun.
She tapped the screen. His apologetic face appeared.
“The meeting’s running long. Go ahead and eat without me.”
Ana smiled gently.
“Be careful. A whole swarm of black cars just swept through here.”
Arjun responded immediately.
“They’re probably heading to the Garden. There’s supposed to be a Republican convention tonight. The candidate’s making his appearance.”
Mika, having caught the gist, nodded deeply.
“Yeah, it’s felt weird all day. The city’s tense—not your usual weekend.”
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Scene: Red Hook 1 — Amir and Rafi
Red Hook stood apart, even within Brooklyn.
Shielded by the shadows of skyscrapers, the red-brick warehouses, worn by wind and rain, groaned softly in the breeze. Each gust from the sea layered fresh salt onto the air, leaving streaks of rust blooming along the warehouse doors.
Beyond a broken fence, a long-unused warehouse door creaked open.
Amir stepped inside, allowing his eyes to adjust to the darkness. The smell of oil soaked into the concrete filled his nostrils.
“Let’s start here,” he said.
Rafi nodded without a word.
They had first come to this place five winters ago.
Having lost everything in Gaza at the hands of Israel, the two had fled legally through Egypt and Turkey, eventually arriving in Tapachula in southern Mexico. There, they made contact with a smuggler known as a coyote.
Rafi paid $12,000 per person to the traffickers—using cryptocurrency hacked through North Korean channels. The coins had been stolen through a North Korea–linked hacking syndicate. Amir wrote the code himself and erased all trace of the transaction. They had crossed borders not with blood, but with digits.
Later, under cover of night, they slipped beneath a border fence and entered the United States by land.
The night sky over Texas was a shade of dark blue they had never seen before. Low and clear, the deep blue held a fleeting kind of hope. But that hope was far outweighed by the hatred that had taken root in their hearts.
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Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:
youtu.be/3w65lqUF-YI?si=yG7qy6TPeCL9xRJV
iTunes Playlist Link::
music.apple.com/jp/playlist/b/pl.u-47DJGhopxMD
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1. "Bombay Blood Type (hh type)"
•Characteristics: A rare blood type that lacks the usual ABO antigens — cannot be classified as A, B, or O.
•Discovery: First identified in 1952 in Mumbai, India (formerly Bombay).
•Prevalence: Roughly 1 in 10,000 people in India; globally, about 1 in 2.5 million.
•Transfusion Compatibility: Only compatible with blood from other Bombay type donors.
2. 2024 Harvard University Valedictorian Speech – The Power of Not Knowing
youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K
3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally
youtu.be/1ejfAkzjEhk?si=ASqJwEmkY-2rW_hT
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Saipan. USA. 2016. LUMIX G3 shot … 4 / X
サイパン。アメリカ。２０１６。LUMIX G3 shot … 4 / X
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
さらに投下します。😃
(まだ決定ではありません。)
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場面 マディソンスクエアガーデン２
ガーデン正面の通りがわずかにざわめき、先導の黒いセダンと白バイク隊がゆっくりと進入してきた。次いで装甲に覆われたリムジンが４台つづき、市警と州警のSUVがその脇を固め、後方には通信車両、救急車、そして報道バンの列…… 全部でざっと５０台にも満たないが、その重厚感は圧倒的だった――。
車列は信号すら意味をなさず、完全に遮断された通りを、隊列の呼吸に従って前進していく。警察無線の交信が車外に漏れ、通行止めの歩道にはカメラを構えた記者と機動隊員が混じり合っていた。中腹には「CAT」と呼ばれる武装部隊が乗る漆黒のSUVが３台並び、サプレッサー付きライフルを持った隊員が、まるで車内から通りをスキャンするように視線を動かしている。
リムジンの天井には、最新の妨害電波装置が搭載され、外部通信を一時的に遮断する。さらにその後方を、アンテナが林立した“ロードランナー”と呼ばれる通信司令車が追走し、ガーデン地下の指揮室とリアルタイムで暗号通信を続けている。
車列の最後尾には消防局の緊急対応車、化学物質対応車、そして２台の救急車が控えていた。大統領候補がこの都市に足を踏み入れるというのは、もはや“移動”ではなく、“軍事行動”のようだった。街全体が、ひとつの生きた神経網のように、その動線を受け止めていた。
歩道の柵沿いには、スマートフォンを高く掲げる市民と、顔を強張らせた報道カメラマンたちが入り混じっていた。群衆は押し黙り、ただエンジンのうなりと回転灯の光に照らされながら、目の前を通り過ぎる車列を見守っていた。まるで映画のワンシーンのようだが、空気は静まり返り、誰一人として軽口を叩く者はいない。
ガーデン周辺の屋上には狙撃班が配備され、時折、無線越しに「クリア」の声が交錯した。建物内の全階層には顔認証を通過した要員だけが配置され、冷房の効いたジャックのいる監視室では、数百台のカメラ映像が数秒ごとに切り替わっている。
大統領候補が乗ると目されるリムジンの車内は暗く、ガラス越しに人影すら映らない。だが、その曇りのない窓には、目に見えない幾重もの防御層が仕込まれていることを、現場の誰もが理解していた。命を守るために設計された沈黙と、殺気を孕んだ秩序が、車列全体を覆っている。
背後から、２機のブラックホークが上空をなめるように飛来し、ガーデンの屋上でホバリングを始めた。万が一の脱出手段であり、また、この場が“戦場”であることを暗に示す存在だった。
ジャックは、ガーデン地下三階の指令室で、モニターの青白い光に顔を照らされながら、無線に耳を傾けていた。
「イーグル、地下駐車場レベルB3にて停車完了。ポイント・ゼブラ通過。接近までTマイナス45秒」
耳元のイヤーピースから流れるその声に、彼は無意識に唇を噛んだ。手元のカップに入ったコーヒーは、すでにぬるくなっていた。
モニターには分割されたカメラ映像がずらりと並んでいる。第七通りのバリケード、スタンバイ中の狙撃手、そして今、地下駐車場の入口に黒いリムジンが滑り込む様子が映し出されていた。
空気が一気に張り詰めた。誰もが秒針の音を意識し始め、静寂の中に微かな緊張が走った。ジャックの指が、わずかに震えながらも無線の送信ボタンに触れた。
場面 マディソンスクエアガーデン１
エレベーターに乗ったジャックは、手にしたドーナツの箱を持ち替えると、地下三階へのボタンを押した。冷房の効いたエレベーター内で下っていくランプを見上げたまま、額の汗を拭った。熱した地上からの温度差で多少視界が滲んでいた。
降りて、右手に行くと、すぐ左側にブリーフィングルームの扉があり、よれたスーツを着たセキュリティーの男性がジャックに挨拶した。
「みなさん、もうお待ちですよ」
ジャックはセンサーの前に立ち、静かに顔を向けた。数秒後、「アクセス承認」の電子音とともに、重たい防火扉が左右に開いた。
クリアするとジャックは、口元を緩めていった。
「ドーナツ買ってきたよ。あとでみんなで食べてくれ」
セキュリティーの男性は、白い歯を見せ、サングラス越しに微笑んだ。
厚い防音扉を越えると、薄暗い空間に32面のモニターが青白く光っていた。スタッフが機器の合間を縫って、言葉少なに忙しなく行き交っていく。室内には低く唸るサーバーの音と、時折アラート音だけが響いている。部屋の中央には指揮官席、その周囲に円を描くように並んだワークステーション。壁面いっぱいの巨大スクリーンには、アリーナ内400台以上のカメラがライブ映像を忙しなく切り替え、流し続けている。客席、ロビー、通路、VIPラウンジ、搬入口、ステージ裏、電気設備室、地下通路….
もしも地下通路にねずみが一匹現れたら、下水溝まで追跡できるはずだ。
ジャックは指揮官席に腰を下ろし、前方に据え付けられたグースネックマイクのスイッチを押した。しなる首元がわずかに揺れ、赤いインジケーターが点灯した。
「みんな、ドーナツを買ってきた。残念ながらグレーズドは売り切れだった。ボストンクリーム、チョコフロステッド、ストロベリーフロステッド、オールドファッション、以上だ。コーヒーもないからな。勝手に飲むように」
「ジャック、俺はオールドファッションな」
搬入口にいるベンが、耳に伸びたセキュリティイヤピースの透明なチューブを整えながら、襟元に指を添え、モニター越しに呟いた。
ジャックは軽く微笑み返してから、声を整え、目の前のマイクに向かって、真剣に伝えた。
「まもなく、イーグルがやってくる。ベンのいる搬入口から入り、３分でVIPルームへ。１５分の打ち合わせ後、アリーナへ登壇する。もう一度確認するが、今夜は大統領候補の指名が正式に確定する全国党大会だ。共和党は、２０年以上振りにここで開催するらしい。それから、フィアンセのエリノア・ブレイクもいっしょだ。容姿端麗な才女だ。見惚れるなよ。お前らが見惚れていいのは筋肉隆々の荒くれものだけだ。さらに副大統領候補のコール・ハリソンもいっしょだ。口の悪いジャスティンのお目付役だ。何を言われても決して殴り返すな。俺があとで殴られるからな」
ジャックは腕時計を見た。
「あと１分で到着だ。ジャスティン一行が帰宅したら、ドーナツをたらふく食べてくれ。以上だ」
画面左側に映ったVIPラウンジに見入っていたダリルが、ジャックの背中にいった。
「ジャック、病院のイライジャにも確認したほうがいい。ちゃんと待機しているようにってね」
ジャックは背を向けたまま、腕を上げて返答するとイライジャに問いかけた。
「聞こえるか、イライジャ。お前がスタバでくつろいでると疑われてるぞ、ダリルに」
イライジャは、笑いながら即答した。背後に、ベルビュー病院内の忙しないアナウンスが走っている。のんびりしたイライジャの声とは正反対だ。
「ダリル、なんでばれた？ そろそろジャックの首を飛ばそうと思ってさ」
椅子を回転させたダリルは、右手のモニターに目を落としながら、イライジャに笑いながらいった。
「お前のところに、ジャスティンが運ばれないことを祈るよ」
ジャックは、二人の会話を遮った。
「全員、スタートだ。ジャスティンが到着した。打ち合わせどおりに。頼んだぞ」
場面 マディソンスクエアガーデン３ ジャスティン、エリノア、コール
リムジンのドアが内側から開き、ジャスティン・ブラッドフォードは短くため息をついて足を踏み出した。
「まったく、息が詰まるな。地下駐車場なんて、野良犬でも嫌がる」
スーツの裾を片手で乱暴に払いつつ、顔をしかめて辺りを見回した。その後ろから、副大統領候補のコール・ハリソンが静かに車を降りた。彼はジャスティンより8歳年上だったが、かつてはその父、ライサス・ブラッドフォードのもとで行動を共にし、彼が民主党に籍を置き、狙撃により命を落とすその時まで、傍らで支え続けていた。ライサスが声なき国民の想いを代弁しようとする姿に、コールは深い感銘を受けていた。
大きなあくびをこぼしたジャスティンに、コールは穏やかに言った。
「セキュリティ上の最善策だ。外は、あまりにも不確定要素が多い。危険だ」
「コールの言動の方がよほど先が読めないけどね」
「ジャスティン、そのままお前に返すよ」
ジャスティンの皮肉に、コールは軽く微笑みながら冷静に返した。
エリノア・ブレイクの白いハイヒールが、駐車場の暗いコンクリートに静かに降りた。淡いベージュのコートを羽織った彼女は、ヒールの音も控えめに、優雅に車外へ降り立った。地下の濁った空気に微かに眉を寄せながらも、すぐに笑みを浮かべ直し、ジャスティンに歩み寄った。
「ジャスティン、スタッフにつまらない冗談はやめてね。みんな、あなたのために命を投げ出す人たちよ」
彼女の声は柔らかいが、芯のあるものだった。
ジャスティンは少し顔をほころばせ、エリノアの頬に軽いキスをした。
「命か…なら、俺もその期待に応えないとな」
セキュリティーに囲われた三人は地下駐車場の薄暗い通路へと歩みを進めた。所々薄汚れた壁と天井のLEDライトが冷たく落ちている。冷たさと静寂が辺りを覆っている。
「この手の通路は、いつ見ても気が滅入るな」
ジャスティンが呟いた。
「気持ちはわかるけど、ここが最も安全なルートよ」エリノアが柔らかく返す。コールが間を埋めるように言った。
「こうした環境だからこそ、私たちが守られている。感謝するべきだ」
しばらく歩くと、要人専用エレベーターの前に到着した。壁の顔認証システムが稼働し、認証音が静かに鳴った。
「VIPルームまであと少しです」
セキュリティーのひとりがジャスティンらに告げた。
ジャスティンは背後のエリノアをちらりと見て、肩をすくめていった。
「今夜、ガーデンを震わそう」
エリノアが彼の腕に軽く触れ、優しく笑いかけた。
「期待してるわ、ジャスティン」
三人は静かにエレベーターに乗り込み、VIPルームへと向かった。
場面 トットラーメン アナ、ミカ、車列
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イースト52丁目に小雨が舞い始めたのは、午後七時を少し過ぎた頃だった。
アナは、トットラーメンの隣にある古いビルの壁面にもたれ、右手に見える十字路の信号をぼんやりと眺めていた。蒸し返すような湿気がコンクリートにまとわりつき、行き交う人々の足取りもどこか重たかった。
信号が青に変わった。額の汗をハンカチで拭いながら、アナが目を細めると、十字路の向こうにカナの姿が見えた。彼女は手を振りながら、笑顔でこちらに駆け出してくる。
そのとき、空気がふいに変わった。十字路の向こうから、黒いSUVの車列が音もなく滑り込んできた。先頭車両の到着から、最後尾の装甲リムジンが去るまでの数十秒間、交差点は完全に封鎖され、誰も通ることができなかった。
車列が去ると、信号が切り替わり、ふたたび人の流れが戻り、動き出した。
カナがその人波の中からふたたび現れ、手を振った。
展示を終えたアナたちは、ミカの車に荷物を積み終えたあと、マンハッタンへ移動していた。
アナの夫アルジュンは、ウィリアムズバーグにあるAI・クラウド・サイバーセキュリティを手がける複合企業「ルミナテック・イノベーションズ」に勤めている。今日は休日だったが、彼だけハドソンヤードで会議があり、アナらとは別行動だった。
トットラーメンはその近くにあり、以前ミカに連れてきてもらってから、アナたち夫婦のお気に入りになっていた。
「おまたせ。今日は朝から素敵だったね」
息を切らせながら駆け寄ったミカが、そう言った。
“素敵”というのは、今朝の高級スーツをまとった二人の男のことだ。
アナは興味なさそうに答えた。
「そうね。ミカはああいう男性が好み？」
ミカは首をすくめ、笑って言った。
「うーん、かなり遠い存在かな。私は、すぐ実家に帰れるくらいの距離感が好き」
二人は笑い合いながら、ラーメン店の引き戸を開け、カウンターに並んで腰掛けた。店内は週末のため、アジア系の家族で賑わっていた。ミカの聞き慣れた日本語が遠くのカウンターから聞こえてくる。
アナのiPhoneが震えた。アルジュンからのビデオ通話だった。
画面をタッチすると、アルジュンが申し訳なさそうな表情で映った。
「会議が延びてる。少し遅れるから、先に食べててくれ」
アナは、静かに答えた。
「気をつけて来てね。さっきすごい車の軍団が流れていったわよ」
アルジュンは、即答した。
「今日はガーデンで、共和党の大会があるらしい。次期大統領候補が立つらしいよ」
傍で聞いていたミカが深々と頷きながら、同意した。
「なんか朝から物々しいのよね。いつもの週末と違うわ」
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場面 レッドフック１ アミール、ラフィ
レッドフックは、ブルックリンの中でも異質だった。
高層ビルの影に守られ、風雨に洗われた赤レンガの倉庫と錆びた港湾クレーンが、風に軋んでいる街だ。やってくる潮の匂いが重なるたびに上塗りされ、倉庫の鉄の扉に赤錆を浮かせていく。
鍵の壊れたフェンスの向こう、何年も使われていなかった倉庫の扉が静かに開いた。
アミールは一歩踏み入れ、光のない空間に目を慣らした。コンクリートに染み込んだ油の臭いが鼻をついた。
「ここから始めよう」
その声に、ラフィが黙って頷いた。
ふたりが初めてここにやってきたのは５年前の冬だ。イスラエルによってガザ地区ですべてを失った二人は、合法的にエジプトからトルコを経由し、メキシコの南部タパチュラへ行き、コヨーテと呼ばれる密入国請負人と接触した。ラフィは密入国業者へ一人あたり１２，０００ドルを支払った。すべて、北朝鮮経由でハッキングした仮想通貨での支払いだ。金の出どころは、北朝鮮系ハッカー集団を通じて奪ったコインだった。アミールの手でコードが組まれ、記録は消された。彼らは、血を流さずに数字を流して国境を超えたのだ。その後、国境のフェンスを夜に潜り、陸路でアメリカに入った。
テキサスの夜空は、彼らが見たことのないほど青黒かった。低く、澄んだ深い青の美しさは、彼らの胸にいくらかの希望を与えていたが、それ以上に憎しみの強さが上回っていた。
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舞台はニューヨークです。
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追記 この小説を多少説明しました。
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「Bombay型（ボンベイ型、hh型）」
•特徴：通常のABO血液型を持たない（A、B、Oに分類されない）特殊な型。
•発見地：1952年、インド・ムンバイ（旧ボンベイ）で初めて確認。
•発生頻度：インドでは1万人に1人程度だが、世界的には約250万人に1人とも。
•輸血制限：同じBombay型しか輸血できない。
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2024年ハーバード大学首席の卒業式スピーチ『知らないことの力』
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Shots fired at Trump rally
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My new novel
B♭ (B Flat)
Volume 14 😄
The following is still in its draft stage and will be revised further.
Key parts are not disclosed.
The order of the content shown here is mixed.
(Of course, this is not the final version.)
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My new novel
B♭ (B Flat)
In the western reaches of Los Angeles, at the intersection of Wilshire Boulevard and Sepulveda, a seventeen–story alabaster tower rose against the sky. This was the headquarters of the FBI’s Los Angeles Field Office.
The afternoon light struck its white façade, casting back a cold, austere beauty. Before it stretched a broad lawn, a hush reigning there in stark contrast to the bustle of the city. On the front of the building, the names of the FBI and the Department of Veterans Affairs stood in bold relief, the weight of the nation inscribed in stone. Nearby lay the Los Angeles National Cemetery, where the memories of the past intertwined with the pulse of the present.
Just a few blocks away, in a hotel room, tension had taken on another form. The pale red carpet caught the glare of fluorescent light, while beyond the window the unending stream of cars along Wilshire flowed like a restless artery. The faint cry of sirens mingled with the city’s din, as if the collective strain of Los Angeles were seeping into this small room.
At the front, a makeshift stage bore the American flag and the FBI seal. Tripods stood in careful rows, monitors flashing between live feeds and scrolling headlines.
Cameron R. Bartlett, Director of the FBI, squared his shoulders. With a brief glance at the papers in his hand, he drew in a quiet breath and let his eyes travel over the gathered press. Behind his composure lay a grave unease, and a resolve as unyielding as steel.
“The incident is unfolding on a scale without precedent—” His voice, low but unwavering, filled the room. Instantly, the images on the monitors tightened every chest, sharpening the taut wire of tension. The journalists steadied their breathing, fingers trembling faintly over notebooks and cameras as the dissonance grew—between the director’s calm expression and the devastation flickering across the screens.
Some rushed to send out bulletins; others adjusted their zoom lenses, struggling inwardly to shape a sense of the whole. From a corner came the faint rustle of a page turning, the smallest sounds amplified by silence. And still the tense hour dragged on, as if the looming FBI building itself watched over the press room in mute witness.
Each time the footage wavered—smoke shifting, rubble parting to reveal a fleeting figure—the reporters’ eyes snapped to the screen. Pens scratched, shutters clicked, the faint patter of keys mingling with a silence taut enough to break.
Bartlett’s gaze lingered on each journalist, conveying a weight beyond words. That quiet pressure thickened the atmosphere, the air stretched to a thread’s breaking point. From outside came the muted hum of traffic, a distant siren’s wail—the world’s noise folding into the room’s stillness, underscoring the magnitude of what was unfolding.
At last, after answering questions in terse, measured replies, Bartlett concluded:
“That is all I can say at this time.”
His curt words gave way to a new stir, rippling through the hall. The cause lay on the monitors: another feed had appeared, bearing the caption in red, flashing in the corner—Madison Square Garden, New York City—the precise moment the carnage had begun.
The reporters in Los Angeles felt their breath catch. Following those numbers, they seemed to touch the pulse of another city across the continent. The images bound the two coasts together, weaving the entire nation into one mesh of suspense.
Then the screen shifted to a different stage—New York’s press room—where a man in a dark suit stood before the glare of flashbulbs.
Jack Vance. Once a colleague of Marcus’s at the Bureau. In rare fashion, he had left the FBI under the Department of Justice to join the Secret Service under Homeland Security. Years earlier, when Vance had headed the Violent Crimes Section, a hostage standoff erupted in Oakbridge, outside Washington, D.C. Orders from headquarters forced an early assault. In the chaos, a nineteen–year–old Black youth, misidentified as the suspect, was shot dead. The true perpetrator lay elsewhere, and Vance’s team had opposed the premature entry. Yet the assault had gone forward—under the command of none other than Bartlett, now before them on the screen. Later, in the Washington field office, Bartlett had ordered subordinates to alter the report, declaring that the assault had been Vance’s decision. Vance rose in silence, flung the papers onto the table, and struck Bartlett across the face. Officially, it had ended as Vance’s “voluntary resignation” before disciplinary measures. In truth, he had been cast out.
Now Vance’s voice, faintly delayed, overlapped with the Los Angeles air. Two distant cities shared the same gravity of silence. Pens stilled, eyes fixed on the screen. Each word, each gesture etched the outline of the disaster more sharply. The chain of images streaming through the network was not mere record, but a slice of history as it unfolded. The hush in the room stretched on, awaiting a break that never came. Breathing shallow, all present were held captive by the figure of Jack Vance.
The tension, unbroken, shifted its form. From the rear seats came a fresh murmur, loosening the taut balance. Several reporters pulled out their phones, screens glowing like scattered embers in the dimness. They were not receiving news alerts. It was a direct link, sent by an anonymous hand.
Beneath Los Angeles’s cold lights, the press room now bore the weight of three overlapping spheres—the New York briefing, the strange new footage, and the lingering echo of Vance’s voice. The reporters’ focus drifted to the unknown. It was not simply information. It was a forewarning.
Marcus Dane was the first to sense it. Standing in the aisle, watching his superior Bartlett, he noticed the stir among the journalists at the center. Several had received a live video link—from the perpetrators themselves. The same ploy that had reached Jack and the others at the Garden.
Marcus immediately checked the URL and forwarded it to Tom Caldwell, once a trusted colleague in the technical division.
The footage was unmistakable: the very same “Oval Office” where Professor Zakaria Haddad had taken his own life.
“Good afternoon. My name is Amir Nasser. I was a student of Professor Zakaria Haddad, who passed away just days ago.”
Amir leaned lightly against the desk, speaking in a gentle tone, revealing a side unseen until now.
“As he told you, we once lived quietly in Gaza. We were ruled by Hamas, by their weapons and their violence. They committed unspeakable killings against Israel. But could we have stopped them? No more than you can stop your own President from wielding the power of command. You may protest in your streets, but we had only silence, living under the shadow of informants and violence. And still your President sided with Israel, again and again, unleashing bombs until not even ruins remained. We, who offered no resistance, endured strike upon strike, invasion upon invasion. Hamas made us their shields, nesting beneath our hospitals, while we, above, became the targets.”
Amir’s voice was clear, almost luminous. His youth, his neatly combed hair, the strange stillness of his blue eyes—all drew the listeners in. Nothing in his demeanor suggested violence. He lifted a glass of water from the table, sipped, and continued.
“As Professor Haddad told you, all we were given was darkness. And what does an animal do when driven into darkness?” His eyes fell to the floor, words sinking like stones.
“We lost everything—our homes, our lovers, our families. Everything. Do you not call it unjust, to die with nothing left? Is it not the human way to confront those who take? To force them to grasp what it means to be robbed? What does it mean, America, that you drink your cola unchanged, while we are stripped bare?”
He paused, then smiled faintly.
“Jack, the weekend will be a busy one.”
The smile was open, disarming—and chilling.
“In these years, the Democrats’ tolerance has faded, and the Republicans have driven immigrants to the edge. So we, scattered across this nation, have shared our knowledge, and we have reached a conclusion. ICE, who have treated us as vermin, must be re-educated.”
Since the shift in power, ICE had grown ever harsher. With offices in nearly every state, their reach extended across the land. More than twenty thousand employees in all: some seventy-eight hundred in Enforcement and Removal Operations, sixty-five hundred in Homeland Security Investigations, six thousand in the legal branch known as OPLA.
“We gained a fragment of their data. Let me be honest—only a fragment. ICE is too vast, too diffuse. But we chose two places, Jack. Los Angeles and New York. And we will tell you. That is generous, is it not? You should be grateful.”
Amir’s smile remained as he concluded:
“But remember, our purpose is re-education. Wait for it, Jack. Until then.”
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My new novel:
B♭ (B-flat)
There’s still more to come. 😃
(This is not the final draft.)
Set in New York City.
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Note: I gave a brief explanation of this novel in the following video:
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iTunes Playlist Link::
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My new novel:
B♭ (B-flat)
Notes
1. "Bombay Blood Type (hh type)"
•Characteristics: A rare blood type that lacks the usual ABO antigens — cannot be classified as A, B, or O.
•Discovery: First identified in 1952 in Mumbai, India (formerly Bombay).
•Prevalence: Roughly 1 in 10,000 people in India; globally, about 1 in 2.5 million.
•Transfusion Compatibility: Only compatible with blood from other Bombay type donors.
2. 2024 Harvard University Valedictorian Speech – The Power of Not Knowing
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3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally
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Title.
貝殻。
( iPhone 13 pro shot )
本須賀海岸。九十九里浜。山武市。千葉県。日本。2024. … 1 / 1
(今日の写真。それは未発表です。）
Images:
The Beatles … Across The Universe 和訳
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
第14弾。 😄
以下は、まだ初稿の段階です。まだ推敲します。
重要な部分は公開していません。
公開している内容の順番はバラバラです。
(もちろん最終稿ではありません。)
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
ロサンゼルスの西部、ウィルシャー大通りとセプルヴェダ通りが交差する地点にそびえる17階建ての白亜の高層ビルが、FBIロサンゼルス支局だ。
午後の光がビルの白い外壁に反射し、支局の冷徹な美しさを放っている。
その前には広大な芝生が広がり、周囲の喧騒とは対照的な静寂が漂っている。建物の正面にはFBIや退役軍人局の文字が掲げられ、国家の重みが息づいていた。近くにはロサンゼルス国立墓地もあり、過去と現在の記憶が交錯する場所だ。
そのビルから数ブロック離れたホテルの一室では、緊迫した空気が別の形で立ち上がっていた。淡い赤のカーペットに蛍光灯の光が反射し、窓の向こうにはウィルシャー大通りの車列が途切れなく動いている。遠くでサイレンが混ざった街の喧騒がかすかに届き、まるで街全体の緊張がこの部屋に流れ込んでいるかのようだった。
前方には米国旗とFBIのロゴを掲げた簡易ステージが設けられ、カメラの三脚が整然と並び、モニターには現場映像や速報テロップが次々と流れている。
キャメロン・R・バートレットFBI長官は少し肩を張り、手元の書類に一瞥を投げると、静かに息を吸い込み、視線を記者たちに巡らせた。その目には冷静さの奥に、深い憂慮と覚悟が宿っていた。
「事件は未曾有の規模で進行中です――」低く、しかし確かな声が室内に響く。モニターの映像が一瞬にして全員の胸を締めつけ、緊張の空気がさらに鋭く張り詰めた。記者たちは呼吸を整え、心臓の鼓動を感じながら、手元のメモやカメラを操作する指先の微かな震えに気づいていた。目の前の長官の落ち着いた表情と、報道される惨状の映像の間で、胸の奥がひりつくようだった。
ある者は速報を即座に送信し、別の者はカメラのズームを調整しながら、心の中で事件の全貌を理解しようと必死に整理する。部屋の片隅ではメモ用紙がめくられる音がかすかに響き、静かな緊迫の時間が延々と流れていた。遠くにそびえるFBIの本部ビルが、まるでこの会見室の緊張を静かに見守っているかのようだった。
モニターに映る被害現場の映像が揺れ、煙と瓦礫の合間に時折人影が見え隠れするたび、記者たちの視線が瞬時に吸い寄せられた。
誰もが次の言葉を待ちながらペンを走らせ、カメラのシャッターを切る。息を潜めるような静寂と、キーボードを打つ微かな打鍵音が混ざり合い、室内の緊迫感をさらに際立たせる。
キャメロンの視線は一人ひとりの記者を確かめるように巡り、言葉にならない圧力を静かに伝えた。その沈黙が、場内の緊張を増幅させ、空気はまるで切れそうな糸のように張り詰めていた。
外の街路を行き交う車の光やサイレンの音が、遠くで微かに響く。室内の静寂と街の喧騒が対照的に重なり、事件の重大さを肌で感じさせる時間が、ゆっくりと流れていった。
キャメロンは、記者らへの質問へ、手短に、簡潔に答え終えるといった。
「いま、お答えできるのは以上です」
キャメロンのそっけない言葉の流れとは別のざわめきが沸き起こった。
そのざわめきの中心には、モニターに映し出された別の映像があった。ニューヨーク、マディソン・スクエア・ガーデン前――あの惨劇が始まった瞬間の時刻を示すテロップが、画面の隅に赤く点滅していた。
ロサンゼルスの会見場にいる記者たちは、その数字を追いながら、陸を隔てたもうひとつの都市の脈動を肌で感じていた。時差を越えてつながる映像は、ただの中継を超え、国全体をひとつの緊張の網で縛り上げているかのようだった。
やがて会場のスクリーンに切り替わったのは、ニューヨークの記者会見場。暗いスーツを纏ったジャックが壇上に姿を現し、フラッシュの閃光を真正面から受け止めていた。
ジャック・ヴァンス。マーカスの元FBIの同僚だ。非常に稀なケースだったが、ジャックは司法省のFBIから国土安全保障省管轄のシークレットサービスへ移った。ジャックが当時、元FBI暴力犯罪課主任だった頃、ワシントンD.C.郊外・オークブリッジにて、人質立てこもり事件が発生した。本部からの命令で突入が早まり、現場では容疑者と誤認された１９歳の黒人青年が射殺された。実行犯は別におり、ジャックのチームは突入に反対していた。しかし、今まさにディスプレイ内で会見している昇進したキャメロンの命令で突入したのだ。FBIワシントン支局会議室にて、キャメロンが「報告書を書き換えろ」と部下へ命じ、「突入はジャックの判断だった」と報告するといった。ジャックは黙って立ち上がり、書類の束を叩きつけ、キャメロンの頬を殴った。公式には、懲戒処分前のジャックの自主退職という形で処理されたが、実質的には組織から追放されていた。
ジャックの声は、わずかな遅延を伴いながらも、ロサンゼルスの空気に重ね合わされた。遠く離れた二つの都市が、同じ沈黙の重みを共有する瞬間だった。
記者たちは手元のペンを止め、画面を凝視した。そこに映る言葉や仕草の一つひとつが、事件の輪郭をさらに濃くしていく。ネットを介して結ばれた映像の連鎖は、ただの記録ではなく、今まさに進行する歴史の断面を露わにしていた。会場に漂う沈黙は、ひとつの区切りを待ちながら、しかし終わりを告げることなく続いていた。誰もが画面に映るジャックの姿に釘付けとなり、呼吸さえ浅くなるのを自覚していた。
続いていた緊張が次の瞬間、別の形を取り始めた。
後方の記者席から、低いざわめきがふたたび広がり、場内の均衡をかすかに揺らした。何人かの記者が同時に携帯端末を取り出し、視線を走らせる。その小さな光が闇の中の焔のように散り、互いに反応し合った。
届いたのはニュース速報ではない。匿名の送信者から直接送りつけられた、映像へのリンクだった。
ロサンゼルスの冷たい照明の下に、ニューヨークの記者会見の緊張と、新たに流れ込んだ未知の映像とが複雑に重なり合う。ジャックの声がまだ空気に残っていたが、記者たちの意識はすでに別の方向へ引き寄せられていた。
それはただの情報ではなく、何かが次に起ころうとしている予兆そのものだった。
そして、その異変に最初に気づいたのが、会場の通路に立つマーカス・デインだった。
マーカス・デインは、上司のキャメロンの様子を会場の通路から眺めていたが、会場中央部に座っていた記者らの数人がざわめいたので確認にいった。
どうやら、記者の複数に犯人らのライブ動画のリンクが送られてきたようだ。ガーデンでジャックらに送信されたのと同じ手口だ。
マーカスは、すぐにURLを確認し、トム・コールドウェルへ転送した。以前、技術班にいた際の信頼できる部下だ。
映像は、ザカリアが自死した『大統領執務室』と同じようだった。
「みなさんはじめまして。私はアミール・ナッセル。先日、亡くなった私の教授、ザカリア・ハッダードの生徒だ」
アミールは、机の前面に腰を預け、穏やかな口調で、切り出した。アナらに見せた表情とは別の、内に潜んでいた一面をさらしているようだった。
「教授が話したように、私たちはガザ地区で平穏に暮らしていた。私たちはハマスによって武器と暴力で支配されていた。彼らはイスラエルに対し、残酷な殺戮を犯した。しかし、それを私たちが止められただろうか。みなさんが、アメリカ大統領の指揮権を止めることができないように、私たちにはそれができなかった。みなさんは、抗議のデモを行えるが私たちは息を潜め、見えない密告と暴力に怯えながら生きるほかなかったのだ。にも関わらず、ひたすらみなさんの大統領はイスラエルに加担し続け、爆撃を繰り返した。まったくの無抵抗なわたしたちになんどもなんども建物の残骸すら残らないほどに爆撃を繰り返し、侵攻してきた。ハマスらは私たちを人間の盾にした。病院の地下に巣を作り、忍び込み、私たちは地上でターゲットにならざるおえなかった」
アミールの声は透きとおって、穏やかだった。若く、きちんと整髪された髪型だけでなく神秘的な青い瞳の静けさも見ているものを引き込んだ。彼のまだ若い容貌と口調から、とても暴力的な行動に出るとは思えなかった。彼は、テーブルに置かれていた水の入ったコップを手にし、一口飲むと続けた。
「亡くなったザカリア教授が話したように、私たちに与えられたのは、闇だけだ。闇に追い込まれた動物はどうする？」
アミールは、視線を床へ落とし、伏目がちに言葉を足した。重い語尾が床に沈んでいった。
「私たちは全てを失った。住んでいた家も、愛する恋人も、そして家族も。すべてだ。奪われたままで、死んでいくのは不公平だと思えないか？ 奪った人間を悟すことこそが人間の道だろう。奪われた気持ちを永遠に理解しないのは、どうだろう？ 昨日と変わらずコーラを飲めるのはどうだろう？ そう思わないか？ アメリカ」
アミールは、続けた。
「ジャック、週末は忙しくなるぞ」
アミールは、優しくカメラに微笑んだ。屈託のない笑顔が、見ているものを震わせた。
「この数年、民主党の寛容さは消え、共和党による移民の追い込みがひどいと思わないか？ そこで全米に散らばった私たちは知恵を出し合った。そして、結論を出した。私たちを、害獣のように扱うICEを再教育しようとね」
大統領が共和党に変わってから、ここ数年、ICEの取り締まりが厳しくなっていた。ICEは、ニューヨーク州、カリフォルニア州を筆頭に、ほぼ全ての州に関連施設が点在している。全体の職員数は概ね20,000人以上だ。このうち、EROと呼ばれる強制送還部門・収容部門に約7,800人、HSIという捜査部門・国土安全捜査部門に約6,500人、さらにオープラと呼ばれる法務部門に約6,000人の職員が雇用されている。
「私たちは彼らの情報の一部を入手した。正直に言おう。本当に一部分だけだ。ICEは全米に散らばっていて、職員の全体の把握が困難だった。私たちは、２箇所に絞ったよ、ジャック。それが、ロスとニューヨークだ。教えてあげよう。優しいだろう？ 感謝したほうがいい」
アミールは続けた。
「教えてはあげるが、私たちの目的は再教育だ。その時を待て。ジャック。それでは」
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
舞台はニューヨークです。
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追記 この小説を多少説明しました。
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「Bombay型（ボンベイ型、hh型）」
•特徴：通常のABO血液型を持たない（A、B、Oに分類されない）特殊な型。
•発見地：1952年、インド・ムンバイ（旧ボンベイ）で初めて確認。
•発生頻度：インドでは1万人に1人程度だが、世界的には約250万人に1人とも。
•輸血制限：同じBombay型しか輸血できない。
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2024年ハーバード大学首席の卒業式スピーチ『知らないことの力』
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Shots fired at Trump rally
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When it comes down to scale modeling with Legos a lot has happened over the last years. Its more and more recognized as a true scale modelers medium, and I think that is great. About three years ago I decided to build more different things then only the trucks that I had built so far. I built Harley Davidsons, Hot rods, and started with trains.
After the two big 1:16 scaled American diesels, I thought it would be nice to have something dynamic for events: A true scale locomotive on actual Lego rail gauge. I opted for the Union Pacific Big Boy: (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Union_Pacific_Big_Boy).
There are already many models of this type of locomotive but I wanted one for myself as it has always appealed to me since I was a kid. I did some math calculating back from the Lego track gauge, coming to a 1:38 scale.
Building such a big locomotive to run on Lego rail is a bit of a challenge. I had to deal with the following facts:
-The standard Lego curve is too tight for such a long locomotive. Therefor I choose the Radius 104 aftermarket rail.
-The wheels are not existing as such. In diameter 45 mm there is nothing available from the shelf. I worked together with Jaap Kroon to design and 3D print a set of custom wheels. To make it look more realistic I chose to add the valve gear as well. We designed the valve gear with Lego compatibility in the back of our heads. It should not become too fine compared to the bricks.
-Power. This thing is heavy. And it has a lot of batteries to add to the weight. The solution was three genuine Lego Power Functions XL engines directly geared to the axles of the tender. I chose the tender to push the locomotive as it was much more convenient to house the engines and batteries there. In order to get all the ‘juice’ to the engine I chose a regular RC Battery pack and the Tamiya connector was hooked up to a PF cable. To control it I mounted a SBrick, so there is no restriction of battery power in the whole system.
-Lights. I wanted to add some realistic lights as well. Initially I wanted a smoke generator but the proper 5V kit was not available anymore, so I dropped it (for now). Rob from Brickstuff.com supplied a very cool lightkit for the locomotive.
It includes a dimmer for the contour lights. All in all there is about 2 meters of wire in the locomotive. It took me about 2.5 months to finish.
Specifications (locomotive and tender)
Length: +/- 106 cm
Width: +/- 9 cm
Height: +/- 13 cm
Bricks: +/- 3400
A big thanks to Rob @ www.brickstuff.com and Jaap Kroon for the 3D printing support.
Another release! The Melody Skin is available at the FWRD Event as well. Made for LeLutka Evo X. Shown on Briannon Head. May work for other LeLutka Heads.
ⓑ Tones Available
Velour: Sunkiss, Ibiza, Praline, Brownie, Chocolate
Boataom: Citrine 09, Crystal 09
S-RANK: Pale Tone 07, Pale Tone 07, Main Tone 07
ⓑ Body Applier Compatibility
This skin is compatible with Velour Ipanema, Venus & Picasso Appliers. As well as Boataom Body Appliers, S-RANK KALIYAH Appliers.
ⓑ Purchase Includes:
• No Brow/Eyebrow Version
• Ear Layer
• Eyebrow Shaper
_Semi Automatic
_Semi-Caseless 7.3x80 Ammunition
_Detachable Magazine fed
_Ultra Lightweight Construction
_Integrated BUIS
_M4 Parts compatibility options available
__Shown with:
_JTc - 04-TCO- 4x Mag. Thermal Combat Optic
_JTc - 8/12" "The Tripod" Adjustable Bipod
_JTs - 07-AFh/Co Compensator - rotated to direct flash from optic FOV
_Credit: Robbe, M249 Transparency
Bei stuck in a tree all day - thought it was due to poor wifi signal out here on my travels , but heard there are new cams compatibility issues !
- ReShade framework, 4xSGSSAA (compatibility flag 0x080000C1);
- UE3 command keybinding (PlayersOnly, ToggleFlyCam, FOV, etc);
- 4K rendering, cropped (I'm having problems with GeDoSaTo, again :\)
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L’anguille de jardin (garden eel) : est une espèce de poissons osseux de petite taille appartenant à la famille des Congridae, qui peut atteindre une longueur maximale de 40 cm. Son corps est anguiforme, il est long, fin, de section circulaire (14 millimètres en moyenne de diamètre) et possède une tête d'un diamètre identique au corps. La tête semble réduite tant sa grande bouche est proche de ses grands yeux. Les narines, de faible taille, traversent le centre de la lèvre supérieure. Elle vit exclusivement en colonies sur des fonds sablonneux exposés aux courants entre 7 et 45 mètres (23 à 150 pieds) de profondeur, des pentes bordant les récifs coralliens et peut également être trouvé dans des zones denses d'herbiers (cela lui permet de se fondre facilement dans son environnement). En utilisant sa queue raide et musclée pour creuser le sol sablonneux, elle remue sa nageoire dorsale pour chasser le sable et sécrète ensuite un mucus gluant qui agit comme du ciment pour empêcher que son terrier ne s'effondrer. Elle échappera aux prédateurs en plongeant la queue la première dans le terrier, puis étendra environ un tier de son corps hors de son terrier lorsqu'il n'y aura plus aucun signe de danger pour manger du zooplancton qu'elle visualise avec ses grands yeux. Vivant à proximité les unes des autres, elles forment ainsi des «jardins» d'anguilles qui se balancent comme des chiens de prairie afin d'équilibrer leur besoin de nourrir avec la sécurité que leurs terriers fournissent.
Les anémones tubéreuses ou les cerianthariens ressemblent beaucoup aux anémones de mer, mais appartiennent à une sous-classe tout à fait différente d'anthozoaires. Son corps est long, souple et cylindrique, surmonté d'une couronne de tentacules non rétractables à une extrémité et d'un pied pointu de l'autre. Une fois dans le substrat, l’anémone construit un tube dur pour y vivre, en libérant des fils d'un type spécial de nématocystes appelé «ptychocyste». Le résultat est un tissu fibreux tissé structuré de cellules urticantes qui aide à le protéger des attaques. Bien que ses tentacules ne soient pas rétractables, si elle est effrayée ou perturbée, elle peut instantanément retirer tout son corps dans le tube. La couronne de tentacules est composée de deux verticilles de tentacules de tailles différentes. Le verticille externe consiste en de grands tentacules qui s'étendent vers l'extérieur. Ces tentacules se rétrécissent en pointe et sont principalement utilisés pour assommer les prédateurs et leurs proies. Heureusement, les tentacules d'une anémone repoussent après une attaque. Les tentacules intérieurs plus petits sont tenus plus droits et sont utilisés pour la manipulation et l'ingestion d'aliments. Les anémones tubulaires se nourrissent par filtration de plancton et de petits invertébrés. Ce sont des polypes généralement solitaires, et ne formant presque jamais de colonies soudées. Dans la nature, certaines espèces d'anémones de mer fouisseuses peuvent vivre de manière commensale avec une variété de crustacés et de vers, mais la compatibilité en aquarium est limitée. Dans l'aquarium, il préfère les courants périodiques intermittents et nécessite un éclairage modéré. La plupart des sept espèces d’anémones fouisseuses ont des tentacules fluorescents qui absorbent la lumière ultraviolette et la restituent sous forme de lumière visible.
The garden eel : is a species of small bony fish belonging to the family of Congridae, which can reach a maximum length of 40 cm. Its body is anguiform, it is long, thin, of circular section (14 millimeters in average diameter) and has a head of a diameter identical to the body. The head seems reduced as his big mouth is close to his big eyes. The nostrils, of small size, cross the center of the upper lip. It lives exclusively in colonies on sandy bottoms exposed to currents between 7 and 45 meters (23 to 150 feet) deep, slopes bordering coral reefs and can also be found in dense areas of seagrass beds (this allows it to melt easily in its environment). Using her stiff, muscular tail to dig the sandy soil, she stirs her dorsal fin to drive out the sand and then secretes a sticky mucus that acts like cement to prevent her burrow from collapsing. It will escape the predators by plunging the tail first into the burrow, then will spread about a third of its body out of its burrow when there will be no more danger signs to eat zooplankton that she visualizes with her big eyes . Living close to each other, they form "gardens" of eels that sway like prairie dogs to balance their need to feed with the safety their burrows provide.
Tuberous anemones or ceriantharians are very similar to sea anemones, but belong to an entirely different subclass of anthozoans. Its body is long, flexible and cylindrical, surmounted by a crown of tentacles not retractable at one end and a pointed foot of the other. Once in the substrate, the anemone builds a hard tube to live in, releasing threads of a special type of nematocyst called "ptychocyst". The result is a structured woven fibrous tissue of stinging cells that helps protect it from attack. Although her tentacles are not retractable, if she is frightened or disturbed, she can instantly pull her whole body into the tube. The crown of tentacles is composed of two whorls of tentacles of different sizes. The outer whorl consists of large tentacles that extend outward. These tentacles shrink to a point and are mainly used to stun predators and their prey. Fortunately, the tentacles of an anemone grow back after an attack. The smaller interior tentacles are held more upright and are used for handling and eating food. Tubular anemones feed by filtration of plankton and small invertebrates. These are usually solitary polyps, and almost never form welded colonies. In the wild, some species of burrowing sea anemone can live commensally with a variety of crustaceans and worms, but aquarium compatibility is limited. In the aquarium, it prefers intermittent periodic currents and requires moderate lighting. Most of the seven burrowing anemone species have fluorescent tentacles that absorb ultraviolet light and return it as visible light.
.::Un!q - Veronica Jacket and Skirt::.
⊡ 20% off for group members.
⊡ Free demo inworld.
☰ Items Included:
⋮ Veronica Jacket and Skirt
⋮ Hud 10 Colors
⋮ 2 colors belt.
☰ Compatibility with:
☑ Belleza Freya ☑ Belleza Venus ☑ Maitreya ☑ Ocacin
Slink Hourglass ☑ Slink Physique ☑ Tonic Curvy ☑ Tonic Fine ☑ Voluptuous
marketplace.secondlife.com/p/Unq-Veronica-Jacket-and-Skir...
Fighting against the Ijad taught the Solar Union one important lesson: desperation and determination can quickly lead to innovation.
The design of the ST-02 "Scrambler" set the precedent for what would become dozens of quadruped frame variants, all of which the Ijad have succeeded with.
The ST-23 represents the Solar Union's reverse engineering of the Ijad quadruped design, favoring more traditional weaponry to the SU such as the burst cannons shown here.
The Castor otherwise functions exactly like its Ijad predecessor, able to quickly skitter around and up difficult terrain to gain the advantage.
LFOW's Note: You're looking at a frame comprised of exactly 50 LEGO pieces and 50 KRE-O pieces. No I did not plan that out, but that's how it fell. KRE-O's pieces have impressed me more than any other LEGO competitor in terms of quality, color, and compatibility. Honestly I think the main problem with KRE-O is the fact they use bad CGI renditions of their models for their box art, instead of showing off the product in the flesh. This almost makes them look cheaper than they actually end up being. This frame here is made up from parts from the KRE-O Battleship line Helicopter Attack set. Its version of Olive green is a bit darker and richer than LEGO's offering. I'll definitely be picking up more of these if I can still find them.
🎁 #G1ve4way #Skin #Genus4K
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Congrats to the winners:
★ Chxnli
★ Sondhip
★ maddy535
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★ Skins: Indira
Includes:
★ Face skin without eyebrows (BoM Layer)
★ HD Layers "Mini collection" (Brows, Eyes, Lipstick)
★ Bodyshape for Genus Morph and Classic w.001
★ Stylecard for Genus Morph
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-shades compatibility: The Skinnery and Velour
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-Head Compatibility: Genus 4K
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Now at Simple Bloom, room 05 store.
Hi Spookies & Culties, Here is your "must have these Cult Items" Weekend Shopping List!!
★ For Happy Weekend Sale ★ Gabrella ★ Bellamira ★
★ Gabrella Rigged For ★ Reborn ★ Maitreya-X ★ Legacy F/M ★ Lara ★ Kupra ★ Jake ★ Gianni ★ Kario ★
★ Bellamira Rigged For ★ Reborn ★ Maitreya-X ★ Legacy F ★ Lara ★ Kupra ★
★ Featuring Color Hud w/ 10 light colors & 10 dark colors & 3 metal colors!
★ Remember to always try the DEMOS!★ Check for Body Type & Body MOD Compatibility ★
★ Cult LM ★ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Cult%20Coven/129/75/337
★ Cult's Social Media Links ★
When it comes down to scale modeling with Legos a lot has happened over the last years. Its more and more recognized as a true scale modelers medium, and I think that is great. About three years ago I decided to build more different things then only the trucks that I had built so far. I built Harley Davidsons, Hot rods, and started with trains.
After the two big 1:16 scaled American diesels, I thought it would be nice to have something dynamic for events: A true scale locomotive on actual Lego rail gauge. I opted for the Union Pacific Big Boy: (en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Union_Pacific_Big_Boy).
There are already many models of this type of locomotive but I wanted one for myself as it has always appealed to me since I was a kid. I did some math calculating back from the Lego track gauge, coming to a 1:38 scale.
Building such a big locomotive to run on Lego rail is a bit of a challenge. I had to deal with the following facts:
-The standard Lego curve is too tight for such a long locomotive. Therefor I choose the Radius 104 aftermarket rail.
-The wheels are not existing as such. In diameter 45 mm there is nothing available from the shelf. I worked together with Jaap Kroon to design and 3D print a set of custom wheels. To make it look more realistic I chose to add the valve gear as well. We designed the valve gear with Lego compatibility in the back of our heads. It should not become too fine compared to the bricks.
-Power. This thing is heavy. And it has a lot of batteries to add to the weight. The solution was three genuine Lego Power Functions XL engines directly geared to the axles of the tender. I chose the tender to push the locomotive as it was much more convenient to house the engines and batteries there. In order to get all the ‘juice’ to the engine I chose a regular RC Battery pack and the Tamiya connector was hooked up to a PF cable. To control it I mounted a SBrick, so there is no restriction of battery power in the whole system.
-Lights. I wanted to add some realistic lights as well. Initially I wanted a smoke generator but the proper 5V kit was not available anymore, so I dropped it (for now). Rob from Brickstuff.com supplied a very cool lightkit for the locomotive.
It includes a dimmer for the contour lights. All in all there is about 2 meters of wire in the locomotive. It took me about 2.5 months to finish.
Specifications (locomotive and tender)
Length: +/- 106 cm
Width: +/- 9 cm
Height: +/- 13 cm
Bricks: +/- 3400
A big thanks to Rob @ www.brickstuff.com and Jaap Kroon for the 3D printing support.
Hi Culties & Spookies, time for even more sales for Happy Weekend Market Place Sale!!
★ Item ★ The Lucy outfit is hot and smexy and would be great for any event!
★ marketplace.secondlife.com/p/CULT-Lucy-Outfit/24200651
★ Rigged For ★ Legacy F ★ Reborn ★ Kupra ★ Lara ★
★ Remember to always try the DEMOS!★Check for Body Type & Body MOD Compatibility★
★ Cult LM ★ maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Cult Coven/129/75/33
★ Cult's Social Media Links ★
- TRIGGERED - Miley Set FATPACK
♥ 16 Colors + 4 Animal Patterns for Edges, Top, Sleeves, Gemstones, & Panties.
♥ 8 Metal Color options.
♥ Glow & Glow Intensity Option in HUD.
♥ Gemstones animations (4 Versions )
♥ ON & OFF Options for Gemstones & Charms.
♥ Alphas for Legacy & Ebody Reborn Body for Top.
♡ Body Compatibility:
✿ Legacy + Perky.
✿ Ebody Reborn + Waifu + Phatpussy.
★ Taxi ---> E q u a l 10
75/365
Looks much better on black! Press L :)
Model: Evelyn Smesh
The smoke in the corner is supposed to be some sort of ghost force creeping up the stairs, don't know if you can tell or not.
So I found this book about Zodiac signs and I read it for fun. It's actually surprisingly accurate. I read the profiles of the signs people have that are close to me and I was just amazed at the personality traits and compatibility aspects of it :O
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New release @Harajuku Event April 20th!
A modern tribal style tattoo with 3 wear options
- Fresh
- Faded
- Worn
Chest part is optional for best compatibility with female bodies
FATPACK with tintable layers is available as well
This is my first time releasing an item at an event and I'm very excited! Thank you for taking interest <3
💎 BERSAV – Redefining High Quality in Virtual Worlds! 💎
✨ Exclusive Weekend Discount ✨
BERSAV brings you top-tier PBR-compatible creations designed to elevate your virtual space! With realistic textures, detailed designs, and full customization options, your world will look more stunning than ever.
🎉 Weekend Special: Wear your group tag and get an EXTRA 10% OFF! Don’t miss this exclusive deal
📍 Location: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Alyssum%20Island/77/192/22
🔥 Why Choose BERSAV?
✔ PBR & Non-PBR Compatibility – Ultimate Visual Quality
✔ High-Quality Baked Textures & Materials
✔ Realistic Wet Soil Effects & Advanced Details
✔ Copy & Modify – Customize It Your Way
✔ Optimized for the Latest Viewer Enhancements
✨ Experience luxury, realism, and exclusivity with BERSAV! ✨
★ Hot New Release for Belleza Event- opens July 11th, 2024 ★ The Fruity jelly shoes are cute for summer! The shoe also has tons of cute little details!
★ Rigged For ★ Legacy F ★ Reborn ★ Maitreya-X ★ Gen-X ★ Kupra ★ Lara ★
★ Comes with a Color Control HUD for changeable color options ★
★ Remember to always try the DEMOS! ★ Check for Body Type & Body MOD Compatibility★
★ Belleza LM: maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Belleza/97/128/24
★ Cult's Social Media Links ★