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*Business: *Stockbrokers around the world are braced for a potentially
calamitous week as alarm mounts over a looming, Thirties-style global financial

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_Ian Hickson_: #include web-log.txt[1]. &#8220;I used some of Perl's niftier
features, such as using method lookup instead of a switch statement for the
preprocessing instruction dispatching, and exceptions instead of passing error
codes back and forth.&#8221; He he. Perl programmers are so cute when they

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Modern Living is a series of about 100 tiny Flash animations that use
recursions, gloomy music and simple interactivity to make inarticulate yet
compelling existentialist morality plays. This stuff is like Philip K Dick
rendered as a series of five-second interactive animations. I've just killed an
entire hour on this thing, and now I want to go watch a Pinter play. Link[1]