But it isn't just floating houses the Dutch are experimenting with.
Showing posts with label storry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label storry. Show all posts
Monday, October 4, 2021
Are floating cities our future?
Wednesday, May 12, 2021
It’s oh so quiet
A carbon-neutral tour off Húsavík, in north Iceland, makes for a greener, more peaceful experience for visitors and sea creatures.
Friday, May 7, 2021
‘Disaster Girl’ Sold A Digital NFT Of Her Meme For $450,000
Roth, now 21-years-old, has managed to sell the original photograph of the meme as an NFT.
Monday, March 22, 2021
A Year After the Zagreb Earthquake
Every single person living in Zagreb can tell you their story of the potres of 2020.
Here's a story by Iva Tatić, told through the lens of one building, on the corner of Đorđićeva and Petrinjska street.

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Thursday, December 17, 2020
How We Lifted Flight from Bird Evolution
For millennia, visionaries watched birds take wing and wondered how they might do the same.
Notes and inspiration from bird flight were integral in helping people finally achieve the goal, but our version of flying — as well as how we got there — contrasts starkly with that of birds.
While human flight came about through intense focus on a singular goal, flight in birds evolved incrementally over millions of years without direction.
The path to modern birds was full of forks, twists and dead-ends.
Monday, December 7, 2020
My Colleague, the Antichrist By Jack Handey
Illustration by Luci Gutiérrez
I knew the Antichrist. We worked together in New York, at a major investment bank.
(Due to the nondisclosure agreements we had to sign, neither the Antichrist nor myself can disclose which investment bank.)
The Antichrist was a pretty good guy, but, when we went for drinks after work, if he got drunk he’d start ranting on and on about how he was going to rule the world and how we’d all bow down and worship him. You wanted to say, “Give it a rest, Antichrist.”
Plus, he would conveniently make himself scarce just before the bill came.
Another annoying thing about the Antichrist was that he was always complaining that our department was not committing enough abominations.
But the Antichrist was not without his good points.
When my girlfriend dumped me, he said, “Don’t worry, there are plenty of other harlots in the sea.” And he was a great coach for our softball team, the Evil, Vicious Bluebirds (formerly the Bluebirds). He had us focus on what he called the “three basics”: good fielding, good hitting, and leading our opponents astray.
Imagine my surprise when I saw him on the big TV in Times Square.
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