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The Farmer, traumatized, installed carpet the next day.

Today, I want to chat about DIY furniture. I used to make my own. But, alas, sure I enjoyed doing it, but nothing was ever that great.

Good wood craft is a beauty and wonderful thing. People today (in a world of cheap plywood and paper-board) just don’t appreciate the beautify of fine hardwood furniture.

Here’s some wonderful hardwood furniture porn.

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Today…

I once had a client call me after we’d sent them a contract (after several weeks of discussion and negotiation on scope, contract terms , fees and so on) who said, “the contract is signed, you’ll get it this week, can you start work now?”

I politely reminded him that I needed to invoice and receive the 40% advance before starting work, but I’d start once I sent off the invoice. I did invoice them at once and once I sent that off I started outlining the project and lining up my resources to deliver it.

A few days passed and when I followed up, I got a response from their legal team saying they’d changed their minds and the contract was cancelled.

I wrote back to say that was cool but in that case could I get my unsigned contract back… no reply… eventually it transpired that the contract had already been signed. Now, think about this, since they’d already signed and stamped the contract (and I had signed it before sending it), there was no way for them to create a copy to send back which already had my signature on it, but not theirs. Effectively, therefore, there was no unsigned contract and whether they sent it back to me or not, they’d signed it.

There was no cancellation clause and they were on the hook for the advance no matter what…

Eventually we compromised and I got a token payment – about 4% of the contract value – since I had started work. In theory I could perhaps have taken it to court but I figured it wasn’t worth it and 4% was enough to prove my point. Also, if I had won, my advance would exceed the amount of work I’d done and that didn’t feel right. Clearly, there was no way we’d have gone through with the project so I wouldn’t get to do the work in any case.

That was the closest I’ve come to not being paid, and I thank my stars that I have skills/experience in drafting contracts that protect me from stuff like this.

Chinese labor Laws – The Reality

Moon Shattered

Written in response to: Set your story in a place where the weather never changes.

Daniel Rogers

“You don’t take warnings well,” the Russian said as he sat in my booth.Without moving my hand, I unsnapped my holster.The Russian hailed a waiter, “Vodka, please.” He looked back at me, “I’m going to have to kill you now. You know that?”I never took my eyes off him. It was unlikely he’d try anything in a crowded bar, but I wouldn’t bet my life on it.”Not much of a talker?” The Russian took a drink.”You’re doing enough for both of us.”The Russian laughed, “Good one.”A couple of LTF officers walked in. The Russian stared at them and laughed, “What jokes. The entire Lunar Task Force is nothing but a bunch of clowns. I killed two in New London last week.”I know he’s lying. I would have heard about it, although I don’t doubt he has killed a few.”You’re boring company. You know that?” He finished off his vodka just as the officers came to our table.”Everything alright here?”

“You know it,” the Russian moved slowly with his hands in plain sight.

“Good. Make sure it stays that way.” They moved to the bar.

“Just because we’re prospectors,” the Russian shook his head. “Anyway, I don’t like killing a man without knowing his name.”

“Tango.”

“That’s not your real name.”

We locked eyes, measuring each other, killer to killer.

“I guess Tango will have to do. See you in the crater.”

I watched until he left the bar and called my company contact, Jeeves.

“The Russian just paid me a visit.”

“How unfortunate,” the British male voice sounded bored. “I’ll add a high-powered sniper rifle to your gear.”

“And a bullet-proof suit.”

“Those are hard to come by in a wasteland city, but I’ll see what I can do.”

“He took out Spec last month. Make it happen, or MoonCorp might never know if there are diamonds in that crater.”

“Spec? I didn’t know he was dead. That’s very unfortunate. Will you be able to deal with the Russian? Or should we hire another?”

“I’ll handle him. Just get me the suit.”

I took the monorail to the hotel district, watching my back. I wouldn’t put it past the Russian to make an attempt before we get anywhere near the crater. My gaze went to the projected blue sky and white puffy clouds of the city’s dome, reminding me of Earth. I’ve been here too long. I’m tired of fake sky. I know what’s on the other side-a wasteland of darkness and rocks, craters and chasms, hopelessness and death.

A drone flying outside my window shook me out of my ruminations. My instincts warned me to beware. Drones are as common in a lunar city as birds on Earth. However, a drone matching the speed and direction of a monorail doesn’t happen often, if at all.

Suddenly, two miniguns materialized from the drone. I ducked just as it opened fire. Shattered glass fell on me. Passengers screamed. I pulled my pistol, rolled the quad barrel to scattershot, and destroyed the drone. I scanned for more drones before holstering my gun.

After a grueling round of questions from the LTF, I finally made it to my hotel. The rifle and suit lay on my bed. These should give me an advantage in the crater, assuming I make it out of the city.

I grabbed the rifle to feel its weight and peered through the scope. To my horror, I spotted a gun pointed at me from the opposite building. I pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. I hadn’t loaded it. Just then, my window shattered, and a bullet grazed my cheek.

I fell to my knees and crawled to the corner, out of sight of the gunman. How is he always one step ahead of me? It’s like he knows where I’ll be before I do. Then it hit me-my phone. Jeeves gave it to me when I arrived. I almost threw it out the window, but then I had an idea.

I crawled to the edge of my bed, still out of sight of the window, loaded my rifle, and grabbed a drone from my gear bag under the bed. I secured my phone to the drone and entered Jeeves’ hotel coordinates.

If the gunman could track my phone, then he’d think I retreated to my safe house. I carefully used a mirror to see if he had gone. He had. I quickly dressed my wound to avoid questions, threw on my long jacket, and concealed my rifle.

I found a low-rise building whose roof would be perfect for my plan. I positioned myself and waited. An hour passed before the Russian took his shot. Jeeves’ window shattered exactly where the drone landed with my phone.

I saw the gun flash on the fifth floor of a building slightly to my right. I aimed for his head and fired. He instantly fell.

I walked to Jeeves’ place and looked through the shattered window. He lay in a pool of blood. The Russian hit him between the eyes—an instant kill. Jeeves betrayed me. It’s poetic justice that his asset killed him. The company who hired them must know there are diamonds in that crater. Or else, they would have never attempted to take me out in the city.

I hurried to the Russian before the LTF arrived. He lay where I shot him. For the first time in my career, the sight of death made me sick. He was just like me–a prospector. It’s just business. Nothing personal.

I saw myself lying in a pool of blood, like the Russian. I, too, will make a mistake one day and take one between the eyes. Suddenly, it began to feel very personal. I’ve had enough of this rock. The vultures can have it.

I looked back down at the Russian.

“Back at the bar, you asked for my real name. I don’t know why it’s important to you, but I owe you that much. It’s Tom. Nothing fancy. Just Tom.”

I left for the nearest shuttle port.

Study Suggests Hycean Worlds Probably Don’t Exist and There’s no Life on K2-18b

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He ordered her to run personal errands.

My boss, Mr. Smith, had a nostalgic obsession with 20th-century corporate culture. One evening around 7PM, he called my intern colleague, Julia. She was already home. Thinking it was urgent, she picked up.

“I need your help, Julia,” Mr. Smith said.

He told her to go to a pastry shop, buy two boxes of donuts, and deliver them to his house.

“My kids will go to bed soon. Get it done ASAP!”

Julia ignored his request.

The next day, Mr. Smith had a meltdown. He called Julia into his office and snapped, “Next time, just do what I tell you to do!” He cursed at her, then told her to leave.

She didn’t.

She called him a “boomer fossil.” They argued. Then he screamed, “You kids have NO LOYALTY! Back in my day, you’ll be FIRED. IMMEDIATELY!”

That evening, Julia submitted her resignation letter.

That’s when I learned: If your boss ever makes personal requests and calls you disloyal for not doing it because “Back in my day, bla bla bla…”—he’s either toxic, or about to be.

People don’t leave jobs. They leave toxic bosses.

Delicious Meatball Subs with Homemade Sauce

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You know those meals that instantly take you back to simpler times? Maybe it’s the memory of your family gathering around the table or that cozy feeling you get when biting into something warm, hearty, and made with love. That’s exactly what you’ll find in these delicious meatball subs with homemade sauce—a recipe that doesn’t just satisfy your hunger, but stirs something deeper.

This isn’t your average store-bought sandwich. When you take the time to simmer a rich, seasoned sauce and nestle those juicy meatballs into a toasted roll with perfectly melted cheese, you’re doing more than cooking—you’re creating an experience.  Indulge in gourmet dining at home with our Baked Spinach Mushroom Quesadillas

Why You’ll Love These Meatball Subs

There are plenty of reasons why this recipe earns a permanent spot in your meal rotation:

  • Versatile – You can use frozen meatballs or make your own.
  • Comforting – The slow-cooked tomato sauce is full of flavor.
  • Family-friendly – Everyone can build their own sandwich just how they like it.
  • Perfect for Any Occasion – From weeknight dinners to game-day gatherings.
  • Make-Ahead Friendly – Easy to prep ahead and reheat when needed.

This is the kind of recipe that works for busy weekdays and relaxed weekends alike—and once you try it, you’ll find yourself craving it regularly.

Ingredients You’ll Need for Delicious Meatball Subs

To help you stay organized while preparing, here’s a handy ingredient table that covers everything from the sauce to the final sandwich assembly.

🧄 For the Homemade Tomato Sauce

Ingredient Amount
Olive oil 1 tablespoon
Medium onion, chopped 1
Garlic, smashed and minced 4 cloves
Dried oregano 2 tablespoons
Garlic powder 1 tablespoon
Onion powder 1 ½ teaspoons
Dried parsley (or fresh) 1 ½ tsp (or 1.5 tbsp fresh)
Dried basil (or fresh) 1 ½ tsp (or 1.5 tbsp fresh)
Kosher salt 1 teaspoon
Ground thyme (or fresh thyme) 1 teaspoon (or 1.5 tsp fresh)
Celery seed ½ teaspoon
Cayenne powder ½ teaspoon
Sugar ½ teaspoon
Better Than Bouillon Beef Base 1 tablespoon
Tomato paste 6 oz can
Crushed tomatoes 28 oz can
Diced tomatoes 14.5 oz can
Tomato sauce 15 oz can (or 2 x 8 oz cans)

🍝 For the Meatballs and Sandwich

Ingredient Amount
Frozen or homemade meatballs 32 oz
Mozzarella or provolone cheese 16 oz
French rolls or steak rolls 12 rolls

How to Make the Perfect Meatball Sub

You don’t need to be a pro chef to make restaurant-quality subs right in your own kitchen. Follow these steps for a foolproof result every time.

Step 1 – Create the Flavorful Sauce

This is where the magic starts. The sauce becomes the heart of the sandwich, so don’t rush this part.

  1. Heat olive oil in a large, deep skillet over medium-low heat.
  2. Add chopped onion and sauté for 5–8 minutes, until soft and translucent.
  3. Toss in minced garlic and all the dried herbs and spices—oregano, garlic powder, onion powder, parsley, basil, thyme, celery seed, cayenne, and sugar.
  4. Stir everything for 1–2 minutes until the kitchen smells incredible.
  5. Add the Better Than Bouillon Beef Base and tomato paste. Break up the paste and mix well.
  6. Pour in the crushed, diced, and sauced tomatoes. Stir until it’s well combined.
  7. Let it simmer uncovered on low for about 15–20 minutes to deepen the flavor.

Step 2 – Cook the Meatballs

You’ve got two easy methods depending on your kitchen setup and schedule.

🔥 Stovetop Method

  • Drop your frozen (or homemade) meatballs into the sauce.
  • Stir to coat them evenly.
  • Simmer on low heat for 1 hour, stirring occasionally. This gives the flavors time to come together.

⏲️ Slow Cooker Method

  • Transfer the finished sauce to your slow cooker.
  • Add the meatballs and stir gently.
  • Cook on LOW for 4–6 hours or HIGH for 2 hours.
  • Switch to “Warm” if you’re serving later.

Toasting the Rolls & Melting the Cheese

This step brings your subs to another level. Don’t skip it—it’s what gives that professional sandwich-shop feel.

  1. Preheat your oven to broil and adjust the rack close to the heat source.
  2. Slice the rolls and lay them cut-side up on a baking sheet.
  3. Broil for 1–3 minutes until they’re lightly toasted. Keep a close eye to avoid burning.
  4. Remove from oven, top each with slices or shredded mozzarella or provolone, and return to broil for another minute to melt the cheese.

Assembling Your Meatball Subs Like a Pro

You’ve got a couple of great options depending on how you’re serving.

Buffet Style (Perfect for Parties)

  • Set out toasted rolls with melted cheese.
  • Provide bowls of saucy meatballs and extra shredded cheese.
  • Let everyone build their own sandwich to taste.

Family Style (For Cozy Dinners)

  • Line the toasted, cheese-topped buns in a baking dish.
  • Load each one with meatballs and a generous spoon of sauce.
  • Add more cheese and broil once more until everything is hot and bubbling.

What to Serve with Meatball Subs

You’ve nailed the main course—now let’s talk sides. Here are a few simple pairings:

  • Crisp green salad with balsamic dressing
  • Roasted broccoli with garlic and lemon zest
  • Potato chips and baby carrots for a fuss-free family night

Storage & Make-Ahead Tips

These meatball subs are just as great the next day—maybe even better.

Storing:

  • Refrigerate meatballs and sauce in an airtight container for up to 5 days.
  • Keep the bread and cheese separate to maintain freshness.

Freezing:

  • Let the sauce and meatballs cool, then freeze in zip-top freezer bags for up to 3 months.
  • Thaw overnight in the refrigerator, and reheat over medium-low heat until warmed through.

Nutritional Info (Per Sandwich)

Nutrient Amount (Approx.)
Calories 500 kcal
Protein 25g
Carbohydrates 40g
Fat 20g
Fiber 4g
Sodium 900mg

Note: Exact values will vary depending on specific ingredients and brands used.

Frequently Asked Questions (FAQ)

Can I make delicious meatball subs with homemade sauce in advance?

Yes! Prepare the sauce and meatballs up to 3 days ahead. Store in the fridge and reheat before assembling your subs.

Do I need to use frozen meatballs?

Not at all. You can use homemade meatballs if you prefer. Just make sure they’re fully cooked before adding to the sauce.

What bread works best for meatball subs?

French rolls and small steak rolls are your best bet. They’re sturdy, chewy, and hold up well against the sauce.

Is this recipe spicy?

It has a little kick from the cayenne, but it’s mild overall. You can omit the cayenne if you prefer a completely mild sauce.

Can I switch out the cheese?

Of course! Mozzarella and provolone are classic, but feel free to use what you love—cheddar, fontina, or even a spicy pepper jack.

Final Thoughts: Bring Everyone Together with Homemade Goodness

When you make delicious meatball subs with homemade sauce, you’re doing more than feeding your family—you’re creating a shared moment. Whether you’re prepping for a casual dinner, a crowd-pleasing party, or just craving a hearty bite, this recipe hits all the right notes.

The deep, slow-simmered sauce. The juicy, tender meatballs. The golden rolls with gooey cheese. It’s all here, waiting for you to take that first bite.

China has been playing games with Trump for a month, and Trump surrendered first.

China fought back with all its might, and the United States was badly hurt.

Ports on the west coast of the United States are deserted, and cargo volumes at several of the busiest ports are falling sharply. Retailers such as Walmart will need to bear the consequences of the tariff increases themselves.

Europe has opened the door to Chinese electric vehicles. The UAE signed the world’s largest natural gas order with China. Japan was forced by Trump to backstab the United States. Rare earths are still under embargo and the US debt crisis remains.

In the end, China got the same or even better result than those countries that were eager to beg for mercy.

If there is any difference, China has placed orders for soybeans and beef with other countries, which can no longer be withdrawn, but the United States still has to buy China’s electromechanical furniture, shoes and hats.

However, Trump’s policies are destined to be reversed again and again, so we’ll just have to wait and see.

Oh Lord.

Short and kind of sad.

Sir Whiskerton and the Great Barnyard Bossa Nova: A Tale of Hay, Mice, and Structural Integrity

Ah, dear reader, prepare yourself for a tale so rhythmically catastrophic that even the barn’s splinters begged for mercy. Today’s adventure stars three blind mice with a flair for Latin dance, a farmer with a very creaky floorboard, and a hayloft that learned the hard way that not all music is good music. So, dust off your dancing shoes (or at least grab a broom) and join me for Sir Whiskerton and the Great Barnyard Bossa Nova: A Tale of Hay, Mice, and Structural Integrity.


The Incident

It began as a peaceful morning on the farm. The sun shone, the birds sang, and the farmer’s ancient floorboard groaned under his weight as he shuffled toward the feed bin.

CREAK.

And then—

CREAK-CREAK-CREAK.

To most, this was just the sound of poor carpentry. But to Tito Tango, Paco Cha-Cha, and Carlos Conga, the three blind mice with a passion for la vida loca, it was something far more profound.

  • “¡MÚSICA NATURAL!” Tito shouted, adjusting his tiny sunglasses.

  • “¡ES EL RITMO DEL DESTINO!” Paco swooned, clutching his fake rose to his chest.

  • “¡BAILAMOS!” Carlos bellowed, spinning his sombrero-tailed chaos into motion.

And just like that, the barn erupted into a full-blown salsa catastrophe.


The Dance of Destruction

The mice twirled. They dipped. They cha-cha’d directly into a support beam.

  • Sir Whiskerton, mid-nap on a hay bale, was launched airborne like a furry cannonball. “I DID NOT CONSENT TO THIS!”

  • Doris the Hen, mid-gossip with Harriet, found herself buried under an avalanche of hay. “I’VE BEEN BURIED IN MY OWN SCANDALS!”

  • The Farmer, staring at his now-quivering barn, whispered: “Why… is my barn vibrating?”

Then—CRACK!—the hayloft gave up on life.


The Aftermath

As the dust settled (along with several confused chickens), the mice stood proudly in the wreckage.

  • Tito: “The crowd goes wild!” (The “crowd” was just Gnomeo facepalming.)

  • Paco: “Did you feel the passion?” (Doris, still under hay: “I feel a lawsuit!”)

  • Carlos: “Next time, more cowbell!”

Sir Whiskerton, extracting himself from a bucket, sighed. “Perhaps not every sound requires a dance break.”


The Moral (and the Farmer’s New Floor)

Moral of the Story? Just because you can dance to something doesn’t mean you should.

(The Farmer, traumatized, installed carpet the next day.)


The End.

Post-Credit Scene:
The mice mistake Rufus’s snoring for a slow jazz number. They are launched into orbit by an annoyed paw.


Best Lines:

  • “I’VE BEEN BURIED IN MY OWN GOSSIP!” – Doris, literally

  • “Why is my barn vibrating?!” – Farmer, existential crisis

  • “Next time, more cowbell!” – Carlos, architect of chaos


Starring:

  • Tito Tango (Self-Proclaimed Dance Overlord)

  • Paco Cha-Cha (Romantic of Questionable Taste)

  • Carlos Conga (Sombrero-Tailed Menace)

  • Doris (Victim of Her Own Drama)


Key Jokes:

  • The mice argue over which genre the creaks are (“Salsa!” “No, flamenco!” “POLKA!”).

  • Sir Whiskerton uses a hay strand as a parasol mid-air.

  • The Farmer’s floorboard is later framed as “Modern Art” by Bessie.


P.S.

Remember: If your dance moves collapse infrastructure, you’re doing it wrong.

During Covid pandemic, Japanese public health system was unable to process data on time, because hospitals were still using fax machines.

The Japanese government vowed at the time to carry out digital reforms.

At one point, 80% of the hospitals in Tokyo were using the online system developed by the Japanese government, and it seems that the goal will be achieved. After 5 years of hard work to promote it, how is it now?

All but 8 hospitals have gone back to fax machines, one of the reasons being that the online system is hard to use.

China Arms a Container Ship | Picket/Surveillance | First Strike | Cost Effective | Expendable

China does not play.

Garlic-Herb Cheeseburgers

Garlic-Herb Cheeseburgers

Yield: 4 servings

Ingredients

  • 1 pound ground beef (80% to 85% lean)
  • 4 slices red onion, cut 1/2 inch thick
  • 1 large red bell pepper, cut into quarters
  • Salt and pepper
  • 1/2 cup garlic-herb cheese spread
  • 4 round French sandwich rolls, split, toasted

Instructions

  1. Lightly shape ground beef into four 1/2 inch thick patties.
  2. Place patties in center of grid over medium, ash-covered coals; arrange onion and bell pepper around patties.
  3. Grill, covered, for 8 to 10 minutes (over medium heat on preheated gas grill, 7 to 9 minutes) until instant-read thermometer inserted horizontally into center registers 160 degrees F, turning occasionally.
  4. Grill vegetables 13 to 16 minutes or until crisp tender, turning occasionally.
  5. Season with salt and pepper, as desired.
  6. Cut bell pepper into 1/2 inch strips.
  7. Spread 1 tablespoon cheese on bottom of each bun; top with burger, another 1 tablespoon cheese, onion slice and 1/4 of bell pepper.
  8. Close sandwiches.

Did a recording session early in my career, and the producer stiffed us. The music biz is essentially an obstacle course.

A couple of us threw a hail mary pass, and went down to the musician’s union, of which we were not members, and told our story. A day later, they called us up and told us to come down and pick our checks. You see, in union there is strength. And you can bet your ass we joined.

Can I Have Your Attention Please

Written in response to: Start your story with the lines: “The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here.”

Jan Keifer

The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. I knew I wasn’t going to like my day.  I could not remember the events that lead me here. I search for an exit.A chair, a table, and a bed fill the middle of the room. I go to the bed and push down on the mattress. The bedding falls through to the floor. I pick up the bedding and lay it in a pile by the wall.Tired of searching the walls, I make a bed for myself.I manage to fall asleep. Suddenly, I’m falling. I fall five feet and come to a stop. I’m hovering in mid-air. There’s a glass wall with people pointing and gesturing at me. I wave at them and scream help. They laugh and wave back. I start falling again and scream. I land badly. I howl in pain and rise to my feet. This room has a door. I open it and rush out into the street. Trams are moving slowly enough to hop on and ride. I hop on and sit down closing my eyes.Hearing a noise, I open my eyes, and looked around. The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. I panic and look for an exit. I remember a few things, and don’t want to repeat them. I go to the spot where I had fell before. Using my pocket knife, I open the trapdoor. There is a ladder. I sit down and slide to the edge and put my foot on the top rung. I climb down the ladder. I pass the glass wall with people.watching me. They wave at me. Ignoring them I descend into the next room. This time there is second door. I decide to try it. I open the door and it leads to a forest. I go back inside the room and the other door has vanished. I go back to the forest door and step through. I hear a noise and look behind me to find the building gone.Controlling my panic, I close my eyes and listen for a minute. There are no noises. Nothing but total silence. I open my eyes and look around.The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. Remembering my steps. I go down the ladder and now there are three doors at the bottom. I choose a door and walk through. I do not see any people and the buildings are all in a state of decay. I can’t hear any noise. I yell out, “CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?” I get no response. I pull my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around them and lower my head. I close my eyes and moan.I hear something and open my eyes. The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. A man sits by the table. He stands and comes over, takes my hand and shakes it.”I congratulate you on making it to level three. Most people make it to level three. We need to know if you are ready for the next phase.”I look at him incredulously, “What do you mean by that?””Oh, I’m sorry. Hold on just a second while I reverse the effects.” He pulls a box out and pushes a button and suddenly my memories return.

He pushes another button on the box and the wall opens, revealing an audience people. Spinning me around, he looks at the audience and says, “Can I have your attention, please.” All is quiet. “What do you say, Sam. Are you ready to go for level four? You have a hundred thousand now, do you want to risk all to continue. What do you say? Yes or No?”

I thought about how strange the last three levels were. I saw my parents in the front row nodding their heads. I hear myself say, “Yes!”

The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. I don’t remember anything from my past. A bed, table, and chair sit in the middle of the room I sit down in the chair and the chair tilts down ejecting me through the a hole. I land about twenty feet down in another room. I look around and see four doors, one on each wall. I choose the first one I see. The area beyond the door is alive with sounds. It’s a rainforest and I am staring a crouching tiger, ready to pounce. I run. I jump a ravine and fall. I underestimated how far the other side was. I fall into a river at the bottom of the ravine.

I hurry, swimming towards the shoreline. I hear a splash behind me and turn, watching in horror, seeing the tiger swimming towards me. Reaching the shore I pull myself out of the water and take off. I don’t turn to look back. I grab a vine and swing over the next ravine and drop. I stop, panting hard and look back. There’s the tiger glaring at me. I wasn’t sure the tiger could cross the ravine so I run. I find a tree and climb up and look down. The tiger had given up and gone away. I lay my head back on the trunk of the tree and close my eyes.

I open my eyes and I’m back in the unfamiliar room. A man sits by the table. He gets up and holds out his hand.

“I would like to congratulate you on making it to level four. Only a few people have ever made it to level four.”

I push him away and yell, “Who are you? What’s happening to me?”

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a box and pushes a button. “Sorry, I always forget to restore your memories.”

I am getting a sense that I should be remembering something. My brain is still trying to piece everything together when it suddenly freezes up on the scene of a tiger ready to pounce on me. I scream and push the man down and run. I hit the wall and bounce back falling to the floor.

“Sam? Sam, are you okay? The man says.

“Your name is Tom.” I say. My memory starts filling in the blanks.

“Yes it is. Sorry, it’s a side-effect of the process.” He takes my arm and pushes another button on the box. The wall disappears, revealing the audience. They all rise and applaud and I can hear chanting, “More, More.”

“Yes, folks, here his is. Now, will he continue? Sam will you walk away with your winnings or will you triple it by completing level five. A moment of silence ladies and gentlemen while he contemplates the decision. Sam you now have two hundred thousand and if you complete level five you will walk away with six hundred thousand. What will it be? You have fifteen seconds to decide.”

A large display on a screen behind my head started the countdown. You could hear the murmuring in the crowd as they whispered among themselves and placed side bets on my decision. I thought about the last level. It didn’t seem that scary now that I could look at it logically. There was an escape route and all I had to do was escape. I just needed to think, which I was very good at. I heard myself yell, “YES!” The audience roared. I closed my eyes relishing the attention.

The room is unfamiliar.  I don’t know how I got here. There is a table, a chair, and a bed. I go over to the bed and sit down and fall through the frame. I continue falling through the floor and falling hard at the bottom of another room. My leg is twisted at a crazy angle and my head is swimming. I see a door. I stand and test my leg. It hurts but I’m able to walk. I walk through the door and fall.

I cradle my head and curl up into a fetal position to try and brace for the impact. I land in front of a herd of strange animals. They ignore me as I look around. I hear a noise. The animals stampede in my direction. I run also. I dive behind a rock and cover my head, coming out once they have passed.

There is a horrific beast staring at me. It growls and I run. I head for the trees. The creature chases me. I grab onto the nearest branch of the first tree and swing myself up on the limb and start climbing up. Hoping that the beast can’t climb trees. To my horror, I see it climbing up.

All the trees are somewhat interconnected and I start racing from tree to tree. I check the progress of my protagonist. It’s not as as fast in the trees. The ground is close now and I jump down.

I hear a thud as the creature jumps to the ground. I start looking for anything that I can use as a weapon. I will have to kill this thing before I can rest. A branch falls and I grab it up. It has a sharpened point where it split from the tree. It seems sturdy enough to use as a spear. I stop and brace myself. The creature runs onto the spear impaling itself, dying. I close my eyes.

I hear clapping and open my eyes. The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. A man sits on a chair by the table. He stands up, takes my hand and shakes it.

“I congratulate you on making it to level five. Fewer people have ever made it this far. What you did with that branch was amazing.”

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a box and pushes a button. “Okay Sam. How was your experience? Are you okay? You’re looking a little pale.”

I am getting a sense that I should be remembering something. I take a deep breath. My head is spinning and my leg is throbbing.

“Where am I?” I ask.

“Come with me, Sam. You will remember everything in just a moment.” He pushes another button and the wall disappears and a roar goes up from the audience.

My brain resets and I look down and see my parents looking up at me solemnly.

“Sam, are you going to make your parents proud and go to the next level. You have only one left. I will tell you now. Only two people have ever made it back from level six. One billion. Will you be the third in our game? I will put five minutes on the clock this time and you can go over and discuss it with whomever you choose this time. While you are deciding we will take a quick break to check in with our sponsors.” He cues the camera crews and then leads Sam over to his parents who are climbing up onto the stage.

“Mom, dad, I don’t know. It’s a lot of money. We could live in a better place.” I thought about what would happen if I didn’t survive the next level. They were holding me and crying.

I finally said, “I have to. I will survive. My survival instincts are good.”

Tom, cued the camera crews and everyone got back to their seats. I walked over and took my place beside Tom.

“Well folks, here he is with his decision. Sam, what will it be. Are you going to risk it all to complete level six the very last level worth one billion dollars? I need your answer, now.”

“Yes!” I say, closing my eyes.

I hear a grating noise and open my eyes. The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. There is no furniture and the floors are smooth. I finally get tired of looking for a way out and sit down against a wall and close my eyes listening for a moment.

I open my eyes and flail my arms about to try and stop the fall. My body is plummeting rapidly to the room below. I cradle my head and roll up trying to protect myself from the impact. I hit the bottom and cry out. I didn’t break any bones, but I hurt. A ladder hangs over me. I am hurting too much to attempt climbing the ladder so my only option is the door in the wall.

I go to the door and open it slowly. It leads to a meadow. A river is flowing to the side and there are deer grazing. I walk out head towards the river. I squat down and put my hand in the water. The water is icy. I am trying to remember how I got here.

I hear a growl that stands my hair on ends. I turn and see a large wolf looking at me and snarling. I could never run without the wolf catching me. I do the only thing left I jump into the river. I see the wolf running towards me. I swim. The water is so cold that I am having trouble breathing. The wolf is running beside the river following me and waiting for me to come to shore. I swim faster, trying to get to the other side, but my body is cold and I am having more trouble moving my arms and legs. My teeth are chattering and I know I am not going to make it. I sink to the bottom and realize, I’m in waist-deep water, a hundred yards from where I jumped in. The wolf is there trying to decide if it is worth getting wet to come after me. I stand and struggle to make my legs carry me to the other side so I can pull myself out of the river. I stumble and fall and swim to the other side. The wolf sits down on the other side and howls. The sound hurts my ears and I cringe. I make myself crawl out of the water. I start scooching backwards and come to a stop against a tree. I look up and see my salvation. I pull myself up and grab the side of the tree and start climbing the tree. I get about twenty feet off the ground and look down. A pack of wolves have arrived. Braving the water, they now sit at the base of the tree. They try to climb the tree and fail. Finally they leave. I climb further and find a decent limb to spread out on. I close my eyes.

I hear a noise and open my eyes. The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. A man is coming to me grinning.

“Welcome back. Sam you have done amazingly well. That was incredible how you jumped in the river. That was ingenious thinking on your part. That is the kind of thinking we need in our newest colony. You earned a seat on the next transport. You will have to sign a non disclosure agreement on everything that happened here. All you can say is that you won the money. Do you understand? We only have so many spots available in the new colony. This is how we choose the brightest minds.”

I could hear everything he said and I was reveling in my moment. I was going to the new colony that was all that mattered. Tom pushed a button on his box and the wall disappeared one last time. The audience surged the stage and his parents were up on the stage and grabbing him as he walked forward.

“I did it. Did you see? I made it.” I yelled above the crowd, as my parents joined me. I shook Tom’s hand and smiled for the camera then signed the non-disclosure agreement on the podium.

I hear a coughing noise and open my eyes. The room is unfamiliar. But I know how I got here. I am on the transport ship with my parents heading to our new lives.

China is accelerating the rollout of 5G-Advanced (5G-A) networks across multiple cities. Major cities, including Beijing and Shanghai, have already begun deploying 5G-A networks in select areas. This next-generation technology offers significant improvements over standard 5G, including peak download speeds of up to 10 gigabits per second, millisecond-level latency, and more cost-effective connectivity for Internet of Things applications.

Shanghai’s 5G-A network has achieved targeted coverage in key areas since the China Telecom Shanghai branch launched a 5G-A user experience campaign in February. The key areas under coverage include the Lujiazui commercial hub, major venues like the Expo Center, main roads in urban districts and popular tourist spots such as Disneyland, according to Shanghai authorities.

Shanghai has achieved complete 5G network coverage across its whole metro system. This coverage spans all 21 lines with a total length of 896 kilometers and 517 stations in the city’s subway network, and over 80 percent of the system uses 5G-A technology.

Test results showed average download speeds exceeding 600 Mbps in stations and tunnels, with peak rates surpassing one Gbps. The high-speed network supports improved passenger services while enhancing operational capabilities including smart scheduling, equipment monitoring and emergency response.

In Hangzhou, the capital of East China’s Zhejiang Province, the city has achieved full 5G-A coverage across major scenic spots, universities and key urban areas. Mobile users can now enjoy ultra-fast 5G-A speeds in landmark locations such as the West Lake scenic area, the Hubin business district and metro stations.

Beijing authorities have released an upgraded action plan for scaled 5G application (2025-27). The plan targets the construction or upgrade of more than 35,000 5G-A-enabled base stations citywide by the end of 2027, aiming for full coverage within the Fifth Ring Road and expanded 5G-A deployment in key areas and scenarios.

The number of 5G base stations in China exceeded 4.39 million as of the end of March this year, with the user penetration rate reaching 75.9 percent, the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology of China said.

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