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Title: The other side.
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Manhattan. New York. USA. 2017. … 4 / 8
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Beck - Cycle + Morning
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My new novel.
B♭ (B flat)
Volume 11. 😄
What follows is still in its first-draft stage. It will go through further revisions.
The crucial passages have not been made public.
(Of course, this is not the final manuscript.)
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B♭ (B Flat)
— The darkest hour comes just before dawn —
The dawn in New York brought that phrase back to mind.
It was something Amir once heard from Professor Zakaria of the Faculty of Engineering at the Islamic University.
The professor, in his lifetime, had struggled between theory and reality, yet instilled in his disciples a calm and unshakable resolve.
Amir studied electrical engineering; Rafi Ghannam, architecture.
Each possessed talents that complemented the other.
After mastering the structures of the world, Rafi had gone on to extend his knowledge into electrical engineering, reaching from machinery to programs.
To the two of them, the vulnerabilities of America’s IT networks were but an open book.
In the dim underground floor, where bare fluorescent lights flickered, Rafi crouched at the intersection of the switchboard and the drainage duct.
Beneath his electrician’s vest and helmet, the red earth–colored scarf of Gaza wrapped his neck.
Amir stood beside him, scuffing his dusty work boots against the floor, fighting down his unease.
“Hurry. The morning shift will be here soon.”
“Quiet. Every sound echoes down here.”
Rafi answered evenly, opening his toolbox.
Inside lay a modified pressure switch and a block of C4, black and light-absorbing, gleaming like coal.
The device was to be set in the hidden recess where the structural beam and wiring shaft crossed—a “node” that, once sealed, could never be retrieved.
“Once it’s buried here, no one will ever find it.”
“...But are you sure? Is five years really the right time?”
“It must be five years. When the building stands complete, when it has been forgotten—then the blast will become the return of memory.”
Amir studied his profile and nodded silently.
Every motion of Rafi’s hand, each measured breath, carried the authority of a father, a teacher.
The hand that once learned to build was now preparing to destroy.
A slow tide of trust and kinship welled in Amir’s chest.
The sound of a fan turning, the rasp of chalk on blackboard—these rose in Rafi’s memory.
In the night lecture hall of the university, he had filled his notebook with shear angles of beams and the breaking points of concrete.
The lecturer, pointing to the diagram on the blackboard, had said quietly:
“When a structure collapses, it is not from defect. It follows the very will of its design.”
The classroom had fallen utterly silent at those words.
To know what would sway, what would endure, what would crack with sound during a vibration test—that knowledge was what could transform collapse into form.
That winter, Rafi’s family lost their home to an Israeli airstrike along the coast.
Despair turned to rage, rage to resolve, and resolve gave strength to his hands.
Amir, too, carried the same wound, and shared in that resolve.
Five years earlier, Rafi had begun to set up pirate radio.
Through networks of Caribbean and Hispanic immigrant communities, he passed messages quietly.
Every social platform and smartphone was under watch.
They restricted themselves to the barest communications, leaving only casual, trivial exchanges for daily use.
When he pressed the switch, a faint click was swallowed into the night’s silence.
A small red lamp lit up, linking him to nearby companions.
At two in the morning, a woman’s voice drifted from FM 87.9.
Through the static hush, a poem unfurled:
“If the world should end, I want to be singing alone.”
The verse Rafi chose was the emblem of his quiet resolve.
Amir listened to that voice while gazing at Rafi’s back.
What they undertook was not mere destruction—it was the embodiment of lost memory and anger, the crystallization of their trust and mutual understanding.
In darkness and silence, their plan advanced steadily.
The theory of architecture and the principles of electrical engineering, the pain of the past, and the will of those who had survived—all of it flowed quietly forward, converging toward a future act of ruin.
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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.
向こう側。
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マンハッタン。ニューヨーク。アメリカ。2017. … 4 / 8
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
第11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。
(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）
ーー 夜明け前が、一番暗い ーー
ニューヨークの夜明けは、その言葉を思い出させた。アミールが、イスラム大学工学部のザカリア教授から聞いた言葉だ。教授は生前、理論と現実の狭間で苦悩しつつも、弟子たちに冷静な意思を植え付けた。アミールは電気工学を、ラフィ・ガンナムは建築学を学び、互いに補完し合う才能を持っていた。ラフィは世界中の構造物を理解した後、電気工学へ知識を広げ、電子機器からプログラムまで手を伸ばしていた。アメリカの脆弱なITネットワークを熟知することなど、二人にとっては容易いことだった。
地下フロアの蛍光灯がむき出しの薄暗い空間で、ラフィは配電盤と排水ダクトの交差部にしゃがみ込んだ。電工業者のベストとヘルメットの下、ガザの赤土色のスカーフが彼の首を覆う。アミールはその横で、埃まみれの作業靴を床で擦りながら、緊張を抑えていた。
「早くしてくれ。もうすぐ朝の組が来る」
「静かにしろ、音が響く」
ラフィは冷静に答え、工具箱を開いた。中には改造された圧力スイッチと、光を吸い込むように黒光りするC4が収まっていた。仕掛けるのは、構造梁と配線シャフトが交差する“ノード”の背面——完成すれば、二度と取り外すことのできない場所だ。
「ここに埋めたら、二度と誰にも見つからない」
「……でも、本当に５年後でいいのか？」
「５年経った時こそ意味がある。建物が完成し、忘れ去られた時に——爆破は記憶の復活になる」
アミールは横顔を見つめ、静かに頷いた。ラフィの手の動き、呼吸の一つ一つが、師としての父のように頼もしく感じられた。建築を学んだ者の手が、今、建築を破壊する準備をしている。信頼と共感の感覚が、胸の奥にじわりと広がった。
扇風機の回る音と乾いた黒板の響きが、ラフィの記憶を呼び覚ます。大学の夜の講義室で、彼は梁の剪断角とコンクリートの破断点をノートに描き込んだ。講師は黒板の図を指し、静かに言った。
「構造が崩壊するのは、欠陥ではなく“設計の意思”に従ったときです」
その言葉に教室は静まり返った。振動試験でどこが揺れ、どこが耐え、どこが音を立てるか。それを理解することが、崩壊を“形”に変える。
その冬、ラフィの家族はイスラエルによる湾岸の空爆で家を失った。絶望は怒りに、怒りは意思に変わり、ラフィの手に力を宿した。アミールもまた、同じ痛みを知る者として、その意思を分かち合っていた。
５年前、ラフィはパイレーツラジオを設置し始めた。カリブ系やヒスパニック系の移民コミュニティのネットワークを利用し、伝令を静かに届ける。SNSやスマートフォンはすべて監視されている。彼らは必要最小限の通信にとどめ、日常的な他愛ないやり取りだけに絞った。
スイッチを押すと微かなクリック音が夜の静けさに吸い込まれる。小さな赤いランプが灯り、近隣の同胞たちに接続された。
午前2時、FM87.9から女の声が流れた。砂嵐のような静寂の中、詩が紡がれる。
「この世界が終わるなら、私はひとりで歌っていたい」
ラフィが選んだ一節は、彼の静かな決意の象徴だった。
アミールはその声を聞きながら、ラフィの背中を見つめた。彼らが行うのは単なる破壊ではない——失われた記憶と怒りの象徴であり、互いの信頼と理解の結晶でもあった。闇と静寂の中で、二人の計画は着実に進行する。建築の理論と電気工学、過去の痛み、そして生き延びた者の意志が、未来の破壊へと静かに繋がっていくのだ。
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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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"Oakridge, Oregon. Population 520. Town telephone switchboard."
Photo by Russell Lee for the Farm Security Administration, July 1942.
This image is of the main electrical switchboard in a Royal Navy cruiser that was operational from the mid-1930s to the early 1960s. This distributed all the electrical power required by the ship's systems and her 800+ crew.
I assume that this is no longer in use and the ship's lighting and electrical power is provided from somewhere else - it was unmanned and readily-accessible to prying hands... Indeed, I wonder if modern health and safety rules would even allow such an installation to be powered-up today except under very controlled circumstances. I can only presume that the system was rugged and reliable which is why it was still in use at the end of the ship's operational life and not replaced by something more modern from the 1950s/60s. Or was this an upgrade from an original 1930s fit???
Taken aboard HMS Belfast (C35) in the Pool of London on the River Thames. She is the Imperial War Museum's largest single exhibit.
night shift at hospitals suck... mom had to call the hospital switchboard just to get a bed pan last night... i'll come up tonight and scare the hell out of the night shift... they did a sono of mom's heart yesterday but there is no one to read it on the weekends, the results will determine the course of her treatment (oh yeah weekend shifts suck too)... so mom is def in the hospital thru monday... found mom a rehab center where she'll be for up to a month... found dad assisted living while mom is in rehab... dad moves in Tuesday... mom probably around the same time... both are fairly new top notch facilities... both have private rooms and baths... and mom is getting better... she actually got the top off some chap stick with both hands... and she walked a good 20ft in physical therapy... really great progress...
v's next chemo session is in a week...
I think No 53 has a crossed line. Remember when telephones had cords hanging out of them.
Well this dates from back when and then some.
I have an old hotel switchboard in my study. The red cords are a bit faded to the extent of the normal use, ie to reach the top set of room patches.
I pulled the cords out a bit more to get a fresher red for some colour pop.
Can you imagine the conversations that have been eavesdropped during its working life.
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In 1872 R. M. Albery purchased a run down saw and feed mill just south of Covington, OH on the east bank of the Stillwater River.4 R.M. updated and upgraded the mill and it became a showplace in the area.
R.M. had three sons, Martin, Morris, and Richard Jr. They became interested in a newfangled thing called electricity and coaxed R.M. into buying the “Falls Electric Company” at Greenville Falls in 1897.
A new and larger water wheel, alternator, switchboard equipment, raceway and dam were installed. It was also found necessary to install auxiliary steam plant to provide electricity in the summer months when the water level was low in Greenville Creek.
They took turns operating the plant which was a twenty-four hour, seven days a week job. They improved the power lines into Covington which had arc burning type street lights at that time.
Falls Electric Company and dam
With the improved service, the use of electricity grew by leaps and bounds. Electric light lines were extended to farmers at the edge of town so soon they were pumping their water and grinding their feed by motors instead of by hand. Farmers further away learned of this and were anxious for a line to them also.
To build miles of rural electric line was something new and a hazardous undertaking for such a small concern. R.M. and his boys felt that such a investment required too much for their pocketbooks, not withstanding the merits of such a program. In 1912, an eastern public utilities concern headed by a Mr. Robinson became interested and purchased the entire property. The new owners had considerably more financial backing and they re-named the concern “The Buckeye Light & Power Co”. R.F. continued on as general superintendent.
The following years of expansion were hectic and replete with trials and some disappointment. Starting with the 1913 flood, R.F. was the last man to cross the covered bridge before it was washed away by the floodwaters of the Stillwater River. Upon arriving at the power plant at Greenville Falls he was greeted by water in the raceway spilling over into the boiler room. He ran down the inside stairway and slammed the door behind him. Already the water gushing could be heard against the door but fortunately it held and the alternators and equipment were saved from flood damage. After the high waters receded the stairway was found full of coal which had washed down from the boiler room.
After a menial, hasty cleanup job was completed an auxiliary power line was installed across the Stillwater River due to the original line going down with the covered bridge. In spite of all this, electric service was interrupted only a few days.
Several months later the large driving belt broke in two between the eight foot in diameter pulley on the water wheel and the electric alternator. With no load to pull, the water wheel revolved like mad and the large steel pulley on its shaft flew apart. The impact tore the front end of the powerhouse away with a deafening roar. The night attendant on duty, Wilbur Harry, thought the world had come to a end. Fortunately he was not injured. A neighboring farmer jokingly claimed his chickens laid nothing but cracked eggs for the next two weeks.
With the addition of many large electric motors replacing the steam or gas driven engines at the creamery, sawmill, and other shops in Covington a new problem posed. This additional electric load was too heavy for the power plant to carry satisfactorily. In fact, the large electric motor at the sawmill would cause the lights all over town to flicker as the power saw started through the log. R.F. had to ask Bill Drees, the sawmill operator if he couldn’t nurse the saw along when starting the cut through the log. With Bill’s permission, he took the sawmill controls over briefly and from his own sawmill experience showed Bill what he wanted.
It was quite evident that a larger power supply must be provided. A larger hydro-electric plant was immediately built along side the old one. This was of modern type with the electric alternator directly connected to the water wheel shaft. No belts to break this time!
Some interesting sidelights to this new plant construction are recalled. Will Furnas, the carpenter foreman, lost his footing on the scaffold and fell thirty feet into the icy water below. Although sustaining a broken leg, he swam unaided to shore still clinching a stogie cigar in his mouth. Bill lived in Covington after his retirement.
A stump was dynamited from the raceway to provide a wider channel. Old “Cheese” Swartz miscalculated the dynamite charge and the big stump sailed about a hundred feet into the air and descended through the ice house roof. The air was also filled with “Cheese’s” violent invictives.
With this additional electric power the demand was met and more expansion was planned. Farmers were still clamoring for electric lights and power. R.F. approached his boss, Mr. Robinson, with the proposition of building rural electric lines. “It isn’t a paying proposition for the investment R.F.” was his answer. However R.F. got permission to talk the proposition over with farmers. After several meetings, a plan was agreeable to both parties whereby the farmers would assume a portion of the rural line investment to offset the lack of revenue from country lines to that received in town. The company attorney, J.H. Marlin, now deceased, and R.F. Albery established the first contract, to my knowledge, for rural electrification in Ohio. This took place in 1921.
Hundreds of farmers in the Stillwater valley enjoyed the service and satisfaction from this public utility long before others throughout the state and nation. Of course there were larger electric power companies in Ohio but they were reluctant to venture any capital in this field due to the smaller revenue in return for their investment. After the Buckeye Power and Light Company made a financial success of it’s rural electrification, other companies soon followed suit.
The water dam at Greenville Falls was raised several feet and a surplus power was gained during the rainy seasons. This surplus power was sold to Dayton, Covington, and Piqua traction lines which operated its own power plant at West Milton by steam power.
A high voltage line power line was built from West Milton to Dayton to secure the resources of the Dayton Power and Light Company. When a surplus at Covington was available it was metered and sold to the Dayton Power and Light Co. and when needed at Covington and West Milton it was likewise received through the same power line. This provided a very stable system and eliminated the need of a steam power at the Covington plant during the low water stages.
In spite of all the pioneering, trials, and errors, the Buckeye Light and Power Company was prosperous and continually paid an 8% dividend to its stockholders. Such earnings did not go unnoticed. In 1927 a Chicago concern became interested enough to make an offer of purchase that could not be turned down. The stockholders of Buckeye Light and Power Co. were quite pleased to learn that their $100 per share par value of stock were purchased at $285 each.
The new owners headed by the Insull interest of Chicago further expanded the properties. Power lines were built to the Greenville electric power plant which also supplemented the services. R.F. continued with this new company, supervising all power line construction.
After several years the Insull financial bubble burst and the company was reorganized and changed hands again. On February 4, 1948 it was purchased by the Dayton Power and Light Company, who was already interested in its services and has maintained ownership to the present time.
The old sawmill and plants water wheels no longer turn. Their years of service have been retired and supplanted by the power lines from the giant modern steam turbines of the Dayton Power and Light Company.
In silence these properties proudly stand today as monuments to men of strong hearts and courage. Their mute evidence marking another milestone of yesteryear’s service in Ohio’s constant march of progress.
In April of 1967, The Dayton Power and Light Company announced plans to donate 126 acres of land to the village of Covington, OH, including the Greenville Falls area.
After several years of holding the land, The village donated the land to the State of Ohio, Department of Natural Resources in the late 1980s.
To view in stereo, sit 2-3 feet from the monitor and gently cross your eyes so that the two images become three. The one in the middle will be in 3d. If you are finding this difficult, you may be trying too hard. Viewing the original size is best.
Do we believe it's from 1958.
In a local history enthusiasts' group on Facebook, I found a post that shows a picture of a row of ladies working switchboards at this address in 1961, so maybe it is.
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In downtown Davenport, Iowa, on May 20th, 2023, an AT&T building (formerly Northwestern Bell, said here to have been built in 1958) at the southwest corner of North Main Street and West 6th Street.
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Vintage Photo Plate Box E.Fischel Jr. Royal Extra Rapid
Size 9x12cm.
Picked up at the Fotografica fair Hilversum March 2018.
E.Fischel Jr. was a Dutch distributor. See also :
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Scene on one of the plates in this box.
More like a scene out of a Frankenstein movie.
Boy very dangerously close to being electrocuted !
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I used a strong LED ceiling Luminair (lots of light but very gentle in heat) as a cheap (c.10 Euro) backlight. Put 2 sheets of printer copy paper on it and then the Plate (negative).
Then made a photo with my Nikon DSLR and in PSE removed the color, reversed the image to positive and pimped up the contrast. The result is (just) good enough for web purpose.
This photograph shows the U-Boat 110, a German Submarine that was sunk and risen in 1918. This photograph shows the Submarine's Electric Control Room, including its propelling motors and main switchboards.
Reference: DS.SWH/5/3/2/14/1/63
This image is taken from an album of photographs found in the Swan Hunter shipbuilders collection at Tyne & Wear Archives. The album is from 1918 and documents the U.B. 110 before she was scrapped on the dry docks of Swan Hunter Wigham Richardson Ltd, Wallsend.
The twin-screw German submarine U.B. 110 was built by Blohm & Voss, Hamburg.
On the 19th July 1918, when attacking a convoy of merchant ships near Hartlepool, she herself was attacked by H.M. Motor-Launch No. 263 and suffered from depth charges. Coming to the surface she was rammed by H.M.S. Garry, a torpedo boat destroyer, and sunk.
In September she was salvaged and placed in the admiralty dock off Jarrow slake. She was then berthed at Swan Hunter's dry docks department with an order to restore her as a fighting unit.
The Armistice on 11th November 1918 caused work on her to be stopped. She was towed on the 19th December 1918 from Wallsend to the Northumberland Dock at Howdon and was subsequently sold as scrap.
The album of photographs, taken by Frank & Sons of South Shields, documents the U.B. 110 in extensive detail. The photographs provide a rare glimpse into the mechanics and atmosphere of the raised German submarine.
More images of the U-Boat 110 can be viewed here.
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Signal lotta operating a telephone switchboard in Rukajärvi area July 1942.
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OVERLOOKING BEAUTIFUL MIRROR LAKE
132 MIRROR LAKE DRIVE
OPEN ALL YEAR
Private Parking Lot — Elevator Service — Switchboard Service — Sundeck — Shuffleboard — Breakfast — Phone: 7-7769
TV Room — Air-Conditioned Rooms
Genuine Curteich-Chicago “C.T. Art-Colortone” Post Card.
5C-H147 [Published 1955]
Sea Bonae Apartment Hotel, Directly on the ocean, no roads to cross, In the exclusive north beach section, Apartments, beautiful ocean front efficiencies, Hotel rooms, breakfast served, maid service, air conditioned, off street parking, private beach with cabanas, TV lounge, Telephone switchboard, near sunrise shopping center.
Phone: LOgan 4-8531
Owner and management; Mr. and Mrs. James Hegerty
Great classic neon sign outside this old school motor lodge on Elston. This sign previously advertised "switchboard" and "television" availability in the space above where it says "air-conditioned."
Dashboard and location of gauges, switchboard, key switch, cigarette lighter, windshield wiper switch, exhaust brake switch and air con control.
Persistent URL: floridamemory.com/items/show/165404
Local call number: PHF086
Title: Southern Bell Telephone and Telegraph Company - Miami
Date: ca. 1925
Physical descrip: 1 photoprint - b&w - 7 x 11 in.
Series Title: Fishbaugh Collection
Repository: State Library and Archives of Florida
500 S. Bronough St., Tallahassee, FL, 32399-0250 USA, Contact: 850.245.6700, Archives@dos.myflorida.com
Operator's Switchboard - Number Please!
Lincoln County Historical Museum
403 N Buffalo Bill Ave
North Platte, Nebraska.
Buffalo County, USA.
I spent the latter half of my year (1967) with the U. S. Army in Vietnam at the large Phu Bai base, nine miles south of the city of Hué. Being in the Signal Corps, I served on a communications base. Phu Bai Switchboard was one of the main telephone switchboards for Phu Bai, and their signboard was rather amusing. Appears to be a takeoff on Linus and his security blanket. Typical switchboard operator!
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What remains of the old switchboard system used to connect other stations by telephone during the 1940s and 50s.
Star Meadows Guard Station. Flathead National Forest, Montana.
In 1953, the switchboard operators at Studebaker were buzzing. From front to back: Joyce Jennings, Gail Brandenburg, unknown, Laura Swihart, unknown, Betty Grooms, and unknown.
This is Oslo, Norway's, former central post office and telephone switchboard. It has since been converted to condominiums.
It has been surprisingly difficult to find information about the building's history. However, as scores of hits have shown, there is an outstanding Asian buffet restaurant on the ground floor.
So, I would like to thank fellow Flickeroo Jacques Bottes for unearthing this information:
History of the Building
If you have an apartment in Quadraturen, you can safely say that you have a unique modern residence in a unique historic building.
Planning of this historic building [the former Posthuset] began in 1906 within the Post Office department, which meant it would take five years to complete the building. A feasibility study by the Storting (Parliament) did not begin until three years later, with another five years spent in studies preparations such as land plotting, architectural competitions, expropriations, etc. The site selected was the location of the old Storting building. This was naturally a difficult choice of site.
The move of the Storting Hall was of course subject to many discussions and some of the proposals involved building the Post Office around the building with the Storting Hall inside. It was finally decided that the hall should be moved to the Folkemuseet in Bygdøy, where it is today.
From 1914 to 1918, the first part of the building, the so-called Vestfløyen (“West Wing”), was completed. Later followed six years with the construction of the Hovedfløyen (“Main Wing”). In 1924, the entire building was completed, after 9½ years of construction.
In 2003 Linstow AS — at the time Linstow Eiendom — bought the Posthuset. The building served as a post office until 2004, after which it was shut down. The building was converted into 211 apartments. The first occupants moved in in the summer of 2006. The last occupants moved in in the summer of 2007, and the building now houses a restaurant, bar, café & coffee shop, health club, hair salon, and exciting shops.
The Quadraturen consists of 211 apartments from the 3rd to the 7th floor. The basement consists of bicycle rooms, stalls, technical rooms, and a large state-of-the-art health studio. The condominium has 3 large roof terraces with stunning views of the entire city. Access to the terraces is reserved for residents and respective guests, and access is regulated by electronic checkers in the evening to prevent night break-ins.
Startling Stories / Magazin-Reihe
Miriam Allen deFord / Throwback
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Editor: Samuel Mines
Better Publications Inc. / USA 1952)
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Milang Station Building (now the Milang Historical Railway Museum)
Opened 1884
Closed 1970
Reopened 1991
Still going strong.
The town, Port Milang, was a large river port in Australia growing from its beginning in 1854 when it was first surveyed. At the zenith of its prominence, more goods and cargo passed through the town than any other port in South Australia.
In 1884, construction of the railway to Milang was completed. The station building was established at that time having, it is thought, come from Tarlee.
Within the station building you will find relics of those early days. The Morse key which was used by the station staff to communicate with the outside world. The telephone switchboard which formed the heart of Milang’s own private communication system. The bicycle used to deliver parcels and knock up local train drivers for their early morning shifts.
In 1972, much of the railway complex, including the buildings and track, were sold by tender. The station building went for a reported $39 to a local farmer who moved it to his property. After two further moves, it ended up on a house block in the town.
In 1991, a low loader was used to move the station 500 metres back to its original site. Hydraulic jacks were used to raise and lower the building onto the newly constructed platform. It was then restored by the volunteers, back to its original condition.
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My new novel.
B♭ (B flat)
Volume 11. 😄
What follows is still in its first-draft stage. It will go through further revisions.
The crucial passages have not been made public.
(Of course, this is not the final manuscript.)
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My New Novel.
B♭ (B Flat)
— The darkest hour comes just before dawn —
The dawn in New York brought that phrase back to mind.
It was something Amir once heard from Professor Zakaria of the Faculty of Engineering at the Islamic University.
The professor, in his lifetime, had struggled between theory and reality, yet instilled in his disciples a calm and unshakable resolve.
Amir studied electrical engineering; Rafi Ghannam, architecture.
Each possessed talents that complemented the other.
After mastering the structures of the world, Rafi had gone on to extend his knowledge into electrical engineering, reaching from machinery to programs.
To the two of them, the vulnerabilities of America’s IT networks were but an open book.
In the dim underground floor, where bare fluorescent lights flickered, Rafi crouched at the intersection of the switchboard and the drainage duct.
Beneath his electrician’s vest and helmet, the red earth–colored scarf of Gaza wrapped his neck.
Amir stood beside him, scuffing his dusty work boots against the floor, fighting down his unease.
“Hurry. The morning shift will be here soon.”
“Quiet. Every sound echoes down here.”
Rafi answered evenly, opening his toolbox.
Inside lay a modified pressure switch and a block of C4, black and light-absorbing, gleaming like coal.
The device was to be set in the hidden recess where the structural beam and wiring shaft crossed—a “node” that, once sealed, could never be retrieved.
“Once it’s buried here, no one will ever find it.”
“...But are you sure? Is five years really the right time?”
“It must be five years. When the building stands complete, when it has been forgotten—then the blast will become the return of memory.”
Amir studied his profile and nodded silently.
Every motion of Rafi’s hand, each measured breath, carried the authority of a father, a teacher.
The hand that once learned to build was now preparing to destroy.
A slow tide of trust and kinship welled in Amir’s chest.
The sound of a fan turning, the rasp of chalk on blackboard—these rose in Rafi’s memory.
In the night lecture hall of the university, he had filled his notebook with shear angles of beams and the breaking points of concrete.
The lecturer, pointing to the diagram on the blackboard, had said quietly:
“When a structure collapses, it is not from defect. It follows the very will of its design.”
The classroom had fallen utterly silent at those words.
To know what would sway, what would endure, what would crack with sound during a vibration test—that knowledge was what could transform collapse into form.
That winter, Rafi’s family lost their home to an Israeli airstrike along the coast.
Despair turned to rage, rage to resolve, and resolve gave strength to his hands.
Amir, too, carried the same wound, and shared in that resolve.
Five years earlier, Rafi had begun to set up pirate radio.
Through networks of Caribbean and Hispanic immigrant communities, he passed messages quietly.
Every social platform and smartphone was under watch.
They restricted themselves to the barest communications, leaving only casual, trivial exchanges for daily use.
When he pressed the switch, a faint click was swallowed into the night’s silence.
A small red lamp lit up, linking him to nearby companions.
At two in the morning, a woman’s voice drifted from FM 87.9.
Through the static hush, a poem unfurled:
“If the world should end, I want to be singing alone.”
The verse Rafi chose was the emblem of his quiet resolve.
Amir listened to that voice while gazing at Rafi’s back.
What they undertook was not mere destruction—it was the embodiment of lost memory and anger, the crystallization of their trust and mutual understanding.
In darkness and silence, their plan advanced steadily.
The theory of architecture and the principles of electrical engineering, the pain of the past, and the will of those who had survived—all of it flowed quietly forward, converging toward a future act of ruin.
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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
youtu.be/SOUH8iVqSOI?si=Ju-Y728irtcWR71K
3. Shots Fired at Trump Rally
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ショウウィンドウ。
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僕の新しい小説。
B♭ （ビーフラット）
第11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。
(もちろん最終稿ではありません。)
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B♭ （ビーフラット）
ーー 夜明け前が、一番暗い ーー
ニューヨークの夜明けは、その言葉を思い出させた。アミールが、イスラム大学工学部のザカリア教授から聞いた言葉だ。教授は生前、理論と現実の狭間で苦悩しつつも、弟子たちに冷静な意思を植え付けた。アミールは電気工学を、ラフィ・ガンナムは建築学を学び、互いに補完し合う才能を持っていた。ラフィは世界中の構造物を理解した後、電気工学へ知識を広げ、電子機器からプログラムまで手を伸ばしていた。アメリカの脆弱なITネットワークを熟知することなど、二人にとっては容易いことだった。
地下フロアの蛍光灯がむき出しの薄暗い空間で、ラフィは配電盤と排水ダクトの交差部にしゃがみ込んだ。電工業者のベストとヘルメットの下、ガザの赤土色のスカーフが彼の首を覆う。アミールはその横で、埃まみれの作業靴を床で擦りながら、緊張を抑えていた。
「早くしてくれ。もうすぐ朝の組が来る」
「静かにしろ、音が響く」
ラフィは冷静に答え、工具箱を開いた。中には改造された圧力スイッチと、光を吸い込むように黒光りするC4が収まっていた。仕掛けるのは、構造梁と配線シャフトが交差する“ノード”の背面——完成すれば、二度と取り外すことのできない場所だ。
「ここに埋めたら、二度と誰にも見つからない」
「……でも、本当に５年後でいいのか？」
「５年経った時こそ意味がある。建物が完成し、忘れ去られた時に——爆破は記憶の復活になる」
アミールは横顔を見つめ、静かに頷いた。ラフィの手の動き、呼吸の一つ一つが、師としての父のように頼もしく感じられた。建築を学んだ者の手が、今、建築を破壊する準備をしている。信頼と共感の感覚が、胸の奥にじわりと広がった。
扇風機の回る音と乾いた黒板の響きが、ラフィの記憶を呼び覚ます。大学の夜の講義室で、彼は梁の剪断角とコンクリートの破断点をノートに描き込んだ。講師は黒板の図を指し、静かに言った。
「構造が崩壊するのは、欠陥ではなく“設計の意思”に従ったときです」
その言葉に教室は静まり返った。振動試験でどこが揺れ、どこが耐え、どこが音を立てるか。それを理解することが、崩壊を“形”に変える。
その冬、ラフィの家族はイスラエルによる湾岸の空爆で家を失った。絶望は怒りに、怒りは意思に変わり、ラフィの手に力を宿した。アミールもまた、同じ痛みを知る者として、その意思を分かち合っていた。
５年前、ラフィはパイレーツラジオを設置し始めた。カリブ系やヒスパニック系の移民コミュニティのネットワークを利用し、伝令を静かに届ける。SNSやスマートフォンはすべて監視されている。彼らは必要最小限の通信にとどめ、日常的な他愛ないやり取りだけに絞った。
スイッチを押すと微かなクリック音が夜の静けさに吸い込まれる。小さな赤いランプが灯り、近隣の同胞たちに接続された。
午前2時、FM87.9から女の声が流れた。砂嵐のような静寂の中、詩が紡がれる。
「この世界が終わるなら、私はひとりで歌っていたい」
ラフィが選んだ一節は、彼の静かな決意の象徴だった。
アミールはその声を聞きながら、ラフィの背中を見つめた。彼らが行うのは単なる破壊ではない——失われた記憶と怒りの象徴であり、互いの信頼と理解の結晶でもあった。闇と静寂の中で、二人の計画は着実に進行する。建築の理論と電気工学、過去の痛み、そして生き延びた者の意志が、未来の破壊へと静かに繋がっていくのだ。
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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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Harris hawk (Parabuteo unicinctus)
In the Nomura International PLC
No.1 Angel Lane is an architecturally distinguished 525,000 sq.ft development occupying the largest area of open riverside space in the City of London. It forms the focal point of the new business district connecting the river and the heart of the City.
The sixth-floor terrace - the size of eight tennis courts - has unobstructed, panoramic views of the river Thames. It is open to staff and clients to eat al fresco during the summer months while enjoying the peace and tranquillity of the gardens, its water features and London's breathtaking scenery.
The formal gardens are planned and maintained by Tony and Matt of ISS Facilities Landscaping. With over 50 years' experience between them, the hedges, shrubs, herbaceous plants, ferns, herbs and grasses - as well as the lawns - are kept in pristine condition for employees and visitors to enjoy.
The kitchen garden measures 56ft by 20ft. Managed voluntarily by the switchboard team of Eileen, Linda and Tessa, it was cleared to make 12 vegetable beds. The team designed and drew up a growing plan, the seeds were started off from home and the garden came alive!
Now in its fourth year, with about 25 different varieties of vegetables and edible flowers, the garden provides an array of produce, enabling the chefs to pick fresh vegetables daily for client dining. The surplus is offered for sale to staff, with profits donated to charity.
During 2014 Nomura were awarded Best Large Garden at the Flowers in the City Awards. They were also awarded Outstanding Food Grower (Commercial) and Outstanding Contribution to City Green Spaces at the City in Bloom Awards 2015.
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Switchboard found on a disused navigation lock. River Odra, city of Wroclaw, Poland. Wroclaw harbour, seat of the Odratrans shipping company, is right downstream from this lock.
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