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From the dynamics of social networks to market bubbles, science has a lot to say about the world of technology.One of the great discoveries of modern science was the realization of how interconnected the world is. The relevant to technologists.
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had a habit of going round to atheists' houses and smashing their windows.
There was a faint sound, hardly louder than the noise of the bees in the rosemary by the road. It had a curiously level, in accordance with the laws of conservation of energy. So it bared its fangs and charged.
"What a strange creature," Twoflower remarked,
"Is it dangerous?"bony quality, as of rolling skulls or a whirling dicebox. Rincewind peered around. There was no-one nearby.For some reason that worried him.Then came a slight breeze, that grew and went in the space of a few heartbeats. It left the world unchanged save in a few interesting particulars. There was now, for example, a five-metre tall mountain troll standing in the road. It was exceptionally angry. This was partly because trolls generally are, in any case, but it was exacerbated by the fact that the sudden and instantaneous teleportation from its lair in the Rammerorck Mountains three thousand miles away and a thousand yards closer to the Rim had raised its internal temperature to a dangerous

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lofur's palace was repulsive: rancid seal fat, dung, blood, refuse of every sort. Lyra pushed back her hood to be cooler, but she couldn't help wrinkling her nose. She hoped bears couldn't read human expressions. There were iron brackets every few yards, holding blubber lamps, and in their flaring shadows it wasn't always easy to see where she with damp, and there was one stone bench for furniture. In the farthest corner there was a heap of rags she took for bedding, and that was all she could see.
Lyra sat down, with Pantalaimon on her shoulder, and felt in her clothes for the alethiomewas treading, either.Finally they stopped outside a heavy door of iron. A guard bear pulled back a massive bolt, and the sergeant suddenly swung his paw at Lyra, knocking her head over heels through the doorway. Before she could scramble up, she heard the door being bolted behind her.It was profoundly dark, but Pantalaimon became a firefly, and shed a tiny glow around them. They were in a narrow cell where the walls dripped ter.

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"A research student called McKay," said one of the men. "But there are automatic mechanisms to prevent this sort of thing happening-"
"They "It did. Unfortunately, it rang when everyone was outside, taking part in the fire drill."
"But when you went back inside-"
"Unfortunately, both alarms are on the same circuit; that's a design fault that will have didn't work," she said."With respect, they did, Mrs. Coulter. McKay assures us that he locked all the cages when he left the building at eleven hundred hours today. The outer door of course would not have been open in any case, because he entered and left by the inner door, as he normally did. There's a code that has to be entered in the ordinator controlling the locks, and there's a record in its memory of his doing so. Unless that's done, an alarm goes off.""But the alarm didn't go off," she said.

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confused. Pantalaimon leaped down to comfort her.
Lyra worked quickly, and within a few minutes every daemon was free. Some were trying to speak, and they clustered around her feet and even tried to pluck at her leggings, though the taboo held them back. She could tell why, poor things; they missed the heavy solid warmth of their humans' bodies; just as Pantalaimon would have done, they footprints you've made; I'll cover them up. Hurry now...."
"Oh, please! Before you go! Witches...They do fly, don't they? I wasn't dreaming when I saw them flying the other night?"
"Yes, child; why?"
"Could they pull a balloon?"longed to press themselves against a heartbeat."Now, quick," said the goose. "Lyra, you must run back and mingle with the other children. Be brave, child. The gyptians are coming as fast as they can. I must help these poor daemons to find their people...." He came closer and said quietly, "But they'll never be one again. They're sundered forever. This is the most wicked thing I have ever seen....Leave the

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bridge, and white light at the masthead; and three or four men on deck, working urgently at things she couldn't see.
She hurried up the wooden gangway ahead of Farder Coram, and looked around with excitement. Pantalaimon became a Jack Verhoeven's dead, perhaps you've heard. And his boys captured."
"We have bad news too," said Farder Coram, and told of their encounter with the flying spirits.
John Faa shook his great head, but didn't reproach them.
"Where is the creature now?" he said.
Farder Coram took out the leaf tin and laid it on the table. Such a furious buzzing monkey and clambered up the derrick at once, but she called him down again; Farder Coram wanted them indoors, or below, as you called it on board ship.Down some stairs, or a companionway, there was a small saloon where John Faa was talking quietly with Nicholas Rokeby, the gyptian in charge of the vessel. John Faa did nothing hastily. Lyra was waiting for him to greet her, but he finished his remarks about the tide and pilotage before turning to the incomers."Good evening, friends," he said. "Poor

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Now Lyra was completely dazed.
"Yes," she said. "They said I was-they said they-they said Lord Asriel put me there because my mother and father died in an airship accident. That's what they told me."
"Ah, did ," John Faa went on. "When he was a young man, Lord Asriel went exploring all over the North, and came back with a great fortune. And he was a high-spirited man, quick to anger, a passionate man.
"And your mother, she was passionate too. Not so well born as him, but a clever woman. A Scholar, even, and those who saw her said she was very beautiful. She and your father, they fell in love as soon's they met.they. Well now, child, I'm a going to tell you a story, a true story. I know it's true, because a gyptian woman told me, and they all tell the truth to John Faa and Farder Coram. So this is the truth about yourself, Lyra. Your father never perished in no airship accident, because your father is Lord Asriel."Lyra could only sit in wonder."Here's how it came about

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Again Lyra had to wonder what she meant before replying.
"They were a count and countess," she said. "They both died in an aeronautical accident in the North."
"Which count?"
"Count -stop me if you know this already-" a middle-aged man was saying, as the young woman gazed at him in admiration, "a man called Rusakov, and they're usually called Rusakov Particles after him. Elementary particles that don't interact in any way with others-very hard to detect, but the extraordinary thing is that they seem to be attracted to human beings."Belacqua. He was Lord Asriel's brother."The old lady's daemon, a scarlet macaw, shifted as if in irritation from one foot to another. The old lady was beginning to frown with curiosity, so Lyra smiled sweetly and moved on.She was going past a group of men and one young woman near the large sofa when she heard the word Dust. She had seen enough of society now to understand when men and women were flirting, and she watched the process with fascination, though she was more fascinated by the mention of Dust, and she hung back to listen. The men seemed to be Scholars; from the way the young woman was questioning them, Lyra took her to be a student of some kind."It was discovered by a Muscovite

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where the tide from the German Ocean reaches, and further down still: to Mortlake, past the house of the great magician Dr. Dee; past Falkeshall, where the pleasure gardens spread out bright with fountains and banners by day, with tree Chinese than Greek, and there's Irish and Skraeling and Lascar in him from his mother's side too. Tony's not very bright, but he has a sort of clumsy tenderness that sometimes prompts him to give his mother a rough hug and plant a sticky kiss on her cheeks. The poor woman is usually too fuddled to start such a procedure herself; but she responds warmly lamps and fireworks by night; past White Hall Palace, where the king holds his weekly council of state; past the Shot Tower, dropping its endless drizzle of molten lead into vats of murky water; further down still, to where the river, wide and filthy now, swings in a great curve to the south.This is Limehouse, and here is the child who is going to disappear.He is called Tony Makarios. His mother thinks he's nine years old, but she has a poor memory that the drink has rotted; he might be eight, or ten. His surname is Greek, but like his age, that is a guess on his mother's part, because he looks more

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No," said the shaman. "But I trust your skill."
"I'll try and get as high up that range as I can. It's a question of balance, because the farther we go, the closer they'll be behind us. If I land when they're too close behind, they'll be able to see where we go, but if I take us down too in the sunset glare, the little dots of the zeppelins grew larger and firmer. They had already overtaken the other balloon and could now be easily seen with the naked eye: four of them in line abreast. And across the wide silence of the bay came the sound of their engines, tiny but clear, an insistent mosquito whine.
When they were still a few minutes from making the shore at the foot early, we won't find the shelter of those trees. Either way, there's going to be some shooting before long."Grumman sat impassively, moving a magical token of feathers and beads from one hand to the other in a pattern that Lee could see had some purposeful meaning. His eagle daemon's eyes never left the pursuing zeppelins.An hour went by, and another. Lee chewed an unlit cigar and sipped cold a tin flask. The sun settled lower in the sky behind them, and Lee could see the long shade of evening creep along the shore of the bay and up the lower flanks of the hills ahead while the balloon itself, and the mountaintops, were bathed in gold.And behind them, almost lost

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, yes. She's a colleague."
"Do you know where she is now?"
"At bed, if she's got any sense. Why?"
"Well, I understand her position in your organization's been terminated, and she wouldn't be allowed through here. In fact, we've got orders to detain her if she tries. And seeing a woman, I naturally thought you might be her, if you her unlace the flap of the tent. She hoped he wouldn't see the shaking of her hands. Clutching the rucksack to her breast, she stepped through. Deceive the guardian—well, she'd done that; but she had no idea what she would find inside the tent. She was prepared for some sort of archaeological dig; for a dead body; for a meteorite. But nothing in her her dreams had prepared her for that square yard or so in midair, or for the silent sleeping city by the sea that she found when she stepped through it.see what I mean. Excuse me, Dr. Payne.""Ah, I see," said Mary Malone. The policeman looked at the card once more."Still, this seems all right," he said, and handed it back. Nervous, wanting to talk, he went on. "Do you know what's in there under that tent?""Well, not firsthand," she said. "That's why I'm here now.""I suppose it is. All right then, Dr. Payne."He stood back and let

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the car pulled away. Will was speechless.
Lyra was shaking his arm. "It's all right," she said, "he won't tell anyone else. He would have done it already if he was going to. Come on."

Ten minutes at all. But I saw him for only a moment, at the very top, over those battlements. I thought he might be… You remember Angelica and Paolo, and Paolo said they had an older brother, and he'd come into the city as well, and she made Paolo stop telling us, as if it was a secret? Well, I thought it might be him. He might be after this knife as well. And I reckon all tlater they stood in the little square at the foot of the Tower of the Angels. Will had told her about the snake daemon, and she had stopped still in the street, tormented again by that half-memory. Who was the old man? Where had she seen him? It was no good; the memory wouldn't come clear."I didn't want to tell him," Lyra said quietly, "but I saw a man up there last night. He looked down when the kids were making all that noise…""What did he look like?""Young, with curly hair. Not old he kids know about it. I think that's the real reason why they

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Will braced himself as he heard the quiet creak of the top step. The man was making no noise at all, but he couldn't help the creak if he wasn't expecting it. Then there was a pause. A very thin beam of flashlight swept along the floor outside. Will saw it through the crack.
Then the cat was in the way, and as the man tried to move back, he tripped over her. With a sharp gasp he fell backward down the stairs and crashed his head brutally against the hall table.
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Hellis and his colleagues have been using a suite of NASA instruments called CINDI, which fly on the U.S. Air Force Communication/Navigation Outage Forecast System (C/NOFS) satellite between 250 miles and 530 miles around the planet's equator. models based on previous research had predicted the ionosphere to be about 370 miles above Earth at night and about 620 miles up during the day -- the variation due to temperature and other factors.
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the battle, they ran away as if they didn't trust us anymore. Can't say I blame them, either. But we know they're in this world, and we thought we saw them a couple of times, so maybe we can find them."
"Listen," Mary worried about you going off on your own, or I would be if I didn't know you'd already done far more dangerous things than that. Oh, I don't know. But please be careful. Please look all around. At least out on the prairie you can see someone coming from a long way off..."
"If we do, we can escape straight away into another world, so he won't he able to hurt us," Will said.
They were determined to go, and Mary was reluctant said reluctantly, and told Lyra about the man she'd seen the night before.As she spoke, Will came to join them, and both he and Lyra listened, wide-eyed and serious."He's probably just a traveler and he found a window and wandered through from somewhere else," Lyra said when Mary had finished. "Like Will's father did. There's bound to be all kinds of openings now. Anyway, if he just turned around and left, he can't have meant to do anything bad, can he?""I don't know. I didn't like it. And I'm