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How do you like these conventionally attractive Neanderthals from the Moesgaard Museum of History in Denmark? Do you fancy a look at their tools? I think that against such a backdrop, the hand axes from Drenthe, fifty thousand years old, look considerably more interesting than a mere heap of sharpened
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I had a call from the other world, and they told me their most beautiful skeleton had gone missing 😍
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Mothers in every age want obedience from their children and grandchildren from their obedience, and above all obedience in the matter of grandchildren. Forgive me for propping up my thesis with a quotation from Clytemnestra, that very mother, slain by her son Orestes at the instigation of his jealous sister
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Friends and colleagues, I see that my announcement about Club 418 has interested and even stirred many of you. I hasten to report from the scene of events, from the final lecture of Club 418, which, like the very first lecture 9 years ago, was given by Edvard Radzinsky. Only
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At last, a database of full-text scholarly publications has been found that allows one to search academic journals published before the Nativity of Christ. As a man who regards the sixteenth century as the recent past and can recall the contents of a Sumerian clay tablet dated to 3000
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Why on earth is Marina Devovna Loshak so delightful ☺️
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At last we have lived to see the day when the names of Xavier Dolan, Vincent Lacoste, Cécile de France and HONORÉ DE BALZAC share a single poster. This year sees the release of the screen adaptation of one of Balzac's most touching novels, Lost Illusions. Farewell, Elio