"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

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Werewolves Wednesday: The Wolf-Leader (21)

A werewolf story by Alexandre Dumas père. Chapter XXI: The Genius of Evil The next evening, about nine o’clock, a man might be seen walking along the Puits-Sarrasin road and making for for the Osieres forest-path. It was Thibault, on his way to pay a last

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architecture, engineering and construction

Do Tools Think? Automation, Intuition, and the Designer’s Role

Who (or What) Is Designing? Somewhere between the mouse click and the model update, a question sometimes lingers, one that makes architects react with violence. Who is really designing here? “Me,” will answer the architect. “The computer is Just A Tool and I’m in Control.”

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2 Comments
  • venturo
    Posted at 10:32h, 14 March Reply

    Una delle mie opere preferite… sempre attuale.
    Un saluto carissima.

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 08:18h, 25 March Reply

    Saluto ricambiato, mia cara.

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