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Posted by gamavor on 25 January 2017 - 09:53 AM
Posted by gamavor on 06 September 2017 - 08:10 AM
For Christ sake, on top of everything she gave UNESCO's Mozart prize to Mehriban Alieva. The later I'm sure did not know how to hold a violin.
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Posted by gamavor on 05 September 2017 - 06:35 AM
What a world we live in!
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Posted by MosJan on 15 July 2017 - 11:29 AM
Learn about the Armenian silversmiths of Kayseri who created beautiful silver covers for Armenian manuscripts. Three of these covers are in the collection of the Morgan Library & Museum in New York.
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Posted by gamavor on 11 April 2017 - 02:24 AM
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Posted by Yervant1 on 03 January 2017 - 02:45 PM
I think, it means mistake or a flaw and the բեխալատ would be the opposite of flaw, I mean flawless. I'm just going with the sentence structure and the Arabic word Khalat means mistake or a flaw, maybe that's where the origin is.
I hope this helps.
I believe the babies flaw is not falling sleep. The last sentence which says that you have one flaw, you don't sleep and stay awake.
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Posted by onjig on 13 October 2016 - 11:57 AM
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Posted by gamavor on 12 January 2016 - 10:44 AM
YEREVAN. A new fertilizer has been developed in Armenia, and to save water.
Director of Eco Technology company, Ashot Baghdasaryan, told Armenian News-NEWS.am that the granules of this fertilizer collect the water from the soil, and return it to the plant when and as needed.
And the granules of our fertilizer not only accumulate water, but also the useful nutrients, Baghdasaryan explained.
In addition, this fertilizer eliminates excess water, so that the roots of the plants do not decay.
As per the company manager, this fertilizer helps to increase crop yields by 40 to 60 percent.
Furthermore, this material biologically decomposes, and therefore it leaves no residues in the soil.
The fertilizer, which is called Aquasource, underwent several tests among volunteer farmers.
Also, it is tested with a number of international projects.
Ashot Baghdasaryan said Iran, Russia, the US, India, the United Arab Emirates, and even in distant South Africa and Namibia are interested in this new fertilizer.
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Posted by Yervant1 on 11 January 2016 - 01:27 PM
The chances that Russia will help us to free Western Armenia is as much as the help that we will get from the rest of the world, which is zero. We should rely on ourselves only.
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Posted by Yervant1 on 19 December 2014 - 10:42 AM
A CHRISTMAS CARD TO ONE AND ALL
The Harvell Gazette, MA
Dec 18 2014
Tom Vartabedian Haverhill Gazette
Hard to believe that I've waited until close to the last moment to
wish everyone a joyful Christmas.
It's only because I'm strapped for cash after going bonkers this year
and decided I'd use my best resources to get the word out.
Nothing easier and cheaper than to convey my intentions through
this Almanac column. It's okay. You don't have to reciprocate. I get
enough afterthoughts leading up to the New Year and beyond, if you
count Armenian Christmas on Jan. 6.
So let's begin by wishing my family the very best -- my wife, Nancy,
with whom I'll be celebrating our 50th anniversary on Feb. 19. I
chose that date because it was her birthday and I couldn't think of
a better time to exchange our vows.
Cheers go out to the other three favorite people in my life --
children Sonya, Ara and Raffi -- and the six grandchildren in our
lives. Get set for Disneyworld, guys. We've got a lot of celebrating
to do this February in the land of unbroken dreams.
Let's hit the newspaper crowd next -- editor Bill Cantwell, who
peruses my columns each week and makes them readable, along with
climbing cohorts Dave Dyer, Paul Tennant and Mike LaBella. I still
remember that time we got stranded on Mount Katahdin in Maine and
spent the night on a rock studying the stars. Turned out to be a
pretty decent Almanac, as I recall.
You'll find me three afternoons a week playing racquetball at
the Haverhill YMCA. Maybe George Yell will let me win a game this
Christmas. Welcome Clint "CJ" Clay. You're the next generation. I
marvel at the job Executive Director Tracy Fuller does in keeping
that facility intact. Kudos to you, too.
You'll also see me browsing up a storm at the library -- a true
resource for our community -- and all that it avails to me, whether
books, CDs or DVDs. I am proud to admit that both my sons secured
their Eagle Scout badges by doing community projects for the library.
Not a bad consideration for any good scout.
As the 100th anniversary of the Armenian Genocide approaches in 2015,
the congregation at our Armenian Church at Hye Pointe is already at
work planning a milestone commemoration in the community. Watch for
details. While I'm at it, good luck to all those involved with the
church's building project in Ward Hill. It's been a long time in
Greetings and salutations go out to my doctor, Peter Rees, for keeping
me agile. He sets a fine example for health and fitness. And to my
cardiologist Salmon (Sonny) Ghiasuddin for saving me from expiration --
not once but twice. It's been 10 years since I've become "pipe free."
Same goes for Dr. Alan Gonick and his staff at Greenleaf. Be true to
your teeth -- otherwise they will become false. He makes a root canal
seem so tolerable. My sentiments also go out to Dr. Alvin Yadgood,
my oral surgeon at Northern Essex. I cannot say enough about implants.
I marvel at the work being done by cohorts Kathy Bresnahan and Rita
LaBella in organizing a myriad of activities at the Council on Aging.
There's no reason why any senior citizen in this city should be bored.
The guy behind it all is head honcho Vinny Ouellette, who seems to
have more arms than an octopus.
The ping-pong vibrations you may hear Monday nights come from West
Meadow Road, where some pretty hot table tennis activity is heard. Bob
Baillargeron and Malcolm Anderson are two fine players who don't act
their age. May their paddles always keep them young.
Special Christmas greetings go out to the sick and the infirmed of
this city, those who will spend the holiday in hospitals and nursing
homes. It's not the place you want to be. May you be joined by family
Extended wishes are conveyed to the caregivers and medical support
staffers who must work this day to keep the health system mobilized
and in good hands. Santa applauds you.
Here's a greeting to all the police and firefighters who maintain
their constant vigil, holidays or not. And to all those who do not
celebrate Christmas. May some of you get caught up in the spirit,
whether you're a Christian or not.
For one brief day, bury all the bad news and put a moratorium on crime
and punishment. Let's finally end this terrible plight in the Middle
East and live in a world where peace and harmony work hand-in-hand.
Above all, let's put Christ back into Christmas and honor the day
for what it was intended.
If you're looking for the perfect last-minute gift, try this. Human
kindness costs nothing and goes the furthest.
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Posted by Nané on 28 January 2013 - 12:35 PM
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Posted by man on 19 December 2012 - 03:24 AM
Posted on December 15, 2012
Nathalie Kazandjian aka Nat K
(Canada, AVC ‘ 12)
The "Welcome Home Natty" poster along with friends and family were what greeted me as I made my way past the Arrival gates of the Montreal Trudeau Airport. In that instant, I felt pretty good about coming home. However, as the days went by, the post-Armenia blues violently kicked in as soon as I found myself doing the same old things I used to do. Suddenly, things that seemed so familiar felt foreign and strange. It was a whole new culture shock but it was real and unfortunately, there wasn’t much I could do about it. The problem was not coming home to friends and family. The problem itself was leaving Armenia. For the little bit that I was back, I couldn’t even look at my photos nor talk about it for fear of being overcome with even more heartbreak and anguish than I already felt. I missed everything and everyone that belonged to my life in Armenia.
Before I know it, I found myself longing for Armenia. I missed waking up every morning to hearing my host mother say “ Parev parev garmir arev siroon jan”. I missed walking down 58 district to catch the marshrutka, 100 drams in hand and giving my regular Parev to the locals. I missed walking home from work and being greeted by the cutest little munchkins from my neighborhood showering me with hugs and kisses. I missed finishing the night off with a nice cup of MacCoffee alongside my host sisters while watching Armenian soap operas. I missed staying up with Nvartig, my baby host sister, till late at night drawing, coloring, playing cards, checkers, chess and teaching her English. I missed going to Ponchig Monchig and ordering a ridiculous amount of food. I missed going to the khorovadz place near the OLA center and engaging into a 45 minute conversation with the cook each and every time. I missed getting a ridiculous amount of daily texts and reminders from Allegra. I missed joining my Armenian brothers and sisters over weekend excursions. I missed running in the SAS supermarket and yelling like a crazy person “where’s the Ttvaser ?” before boarding our marshrukta to head back home. As well, as Heeng dzap, Marshrukta 9, besties crew, whatever your face, tracking down wifi, Le Cafe and Sevan’s inspirational speeches among many other things.
The desire to connect to people and the joy of making the connection was life affirming. The physical intensity of the excursions was invigorating. The time walking alone, listening to my own footsteps, sitting in the marshrukta watching the sunset, gazing at the stars was refreshing. Most of all, I long for the way I felt when I was in the Motherland. I felt alive, free, inspired and grateful. Man oh man does Armenia have a way with you. Each and every day there was a goal and an accomplishment that could be measured in different ways: in kilometers, in hugs, in the number of times I laughed out loud.
Although I was only gone for two months and while nothing has changed at home, everything has changed within me. Living in Armenia, gave me a deep appreciation of my life – where I live, where I work, my family and my friends. It also made me appreciate things that we too often take for granted such as the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, weeping eyes, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
To travel to Armenia is to truly take a journey within yourself. When we leave the comfort of home and everything that we have grown to be accustomed to, we often live more simply, with no more possessions than we can carry. We tend to surrender ourselves by becoming much more accepting to the twists, turns and little surprises that life has to offer. I came to Armenia searching for answers. Instead, I left in search of better questions. Sometimes, the unexpected is just what is needed to put life into perspective.
So here I am, back to my same old routine of stop and go, impatiently waiting to graduate just to start a new adventure. All the while feeling nostalgic about my time in Armenia which can feel heavier than the far too many pounds gained abroad.
When I think about it, perhaps the post-Armenia blues is something you can never truly let go of. For it that where we love is home, home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.
To sign off, I simply cannot say goodbye to those whom I have grown to love, for the memories we have made will last a lifetime and never a goodbye. None of this would have been possible without Birthright Armenia & Armenian Volunteer Corps. For those of you who are thinking of joining the program, I encourage you to take a leap and go for it. Armenia 2012 always in my heart.
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Posted by Yervant1 on 30 April 2016 - 07:07 AM
The New York Times
April 28, 2016 Thursday
The Answer Is Blowing in the Wind: A History of Hot Air
By ELIZABETH PATON
The first hair dryer was invented in 1890 by the French stylist
Alexander F. Godefroy. The device was a large metal bonnet attached to
the chimney pipe of a gas stove, which a user then sat beneath.
In 1911, the Armenian-American inventor Gabriel Kazanjian received the
first patent for a hand-held hair dryer, and during the 1920s, early
metal portable models arrived on the market. Slow, heavy at around two
pounds and prone to overheating, there were multiple cases of
Seated devices continued to be popular in salons, with cubicle models
emerging that offered magazine stands, ashtrays and even speakers so
clients could listen to music as their hair was being set. Some women
keen for a similar effect at home were known to connect a hose to the
exhaust of their vacuum cleaners to try to style their hair.
Soft bonnet dryers were introduced into hairstyling salons. With
short, tight curls all the rage, a small box-shaped dryer attached by
a tube to a shower caplike plastic bonnet with holes blasted air
continuously and evenly all over the head.
The rigid-hood dryer -- a large, hard plastic bonnet -- arrived in
1951 and went on to become a mainstay of the salon market over the
next 30 years. While working on the same premise as the bonnet, it was
able to conduct a much higher wattage level, resulting in quicker,
Portable hand-held hair dryers continued to attract large interest
thanks to the increased privacy and efficiency from using a device
within the home. Over time, plastic housings were developed, motors
made lighter and more powerful, and safety circuit interrupters were
incorporated to limit accident or injury.
By the 1970s, hair dryers had become a mass-market consumer product.
While the inner workings of most models have remained largely
unchanged since the earliest devices, external features have been
added, including diffuser, airflow concentrator and comb nozzle
Many models have also become more compact. The portable hair dryers of
the 21st century could produce over 2,000 watts of heat.
The Dyson Supersonic, unveiled in April, is a first foray into the
world of beauty for a company known for fans and vacuum cleaners. The
Dyson hair dryer has its motor in the handle rather than the head, and
its inventors claim it to be quieter, safer and lighter than market
Continue following our fashion and lifestyle coverage on Facebook
(Styles and Modern Love), Twitter (Styles, Fashion and Vows) and
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Posted by gamavor on 02 December 2015 - 06:00 PM
Now that it is clear to everyone that Turkey supports terrorists the question is if the United Snakes of America would impose sanctions against that country?
Let me guess. NO WAY:)
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Posted by Yervant1 on 08 August 2015 - 03:56 PM
A HANDFUL OF SOIL FROM BIBLICAL MOUNTAIN. 13-YEAR-OLD GIRL CONQUERS MOUNT ARARAT PEAK
16:33, 7 August, 2015
YEREVAN, AUGUST 7, ARMENPRESS. Dzovag Keoshkerian, a 13 year old
girl from Lebanon, made one of her dreams come true: she climbed the
Biblical Mount Ararat.
The girl goes to Sahakyan-Mkrtchyan College in Beirut and when the
college headmaster climbed the mountain last year, Dzovag expressed
her wish of joining the headmaster this year.
The girl shared with Armenpress her feelings about conquering the
mountain. "Last year the headmasterof my college climbed the mountain
and I decided to make my wish of climbing mountain Ararat come true. I
informed the latter about my wish; he also had a plan to take one of
the pupils to Mount Ararat. So the plan came true," said the 13 year
She said that they had made preparations in Lebanon: they had climbed
7-8 mountains. "We also climbed Mount Aragats in Armenia to adjust
our breath to the air in Ararat," said Dzovag, adding that she goes
in for gymnastics and takes dance classes and that is why she climbed
the mountain without any difficulties.
"We started on July 19, reached the place in 3 days at 7:30 in the
morning, July 21. When we reached the peak, the air was very bright,
we stayed there an hour, and then we went down to Bayazit in a day"
informed Dzovag Keoshkerian. According to the girl, she was able
to see her Motherland from the mountain peak. She cannot recall any
moment happier than this.
In reply to the question what special thing she did on Mount Ararat
peak, Dzovag answered: "My uncle is the Leader of Armenian Diocese
of Damascus (Bishop Armash Nalbandian). He asked me to fetch him some
soil from the peak of Mount Ararat. There was some soil near the peak;
it was very pleasant for me to bring some soil for my uncle."
In reply to the question "what is the difference between climbing
the Ararat peak and Lebanon mountain peaks", Dzovag answered: "The
difference is that by climbing the Ararat, I did something for my
country, and while doing it in Lebanon mountains I got ready for
climbing the Ararat."
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Posted by onjig on 27 May 2015 - 10:34 AM
Irish woman gets message from Armenian who received her charity shoebox 16 years ago
16 years ago, Claire sent a shoe box with a letter and some other items to children in Armenia, and had hoped to get a letter in response.
She did eventually get word back from the person who received her donation, but it wasn’t until just this week that she heard from them, according to breakingnews.ie.
Arsen Khachatryan, the boy who got the box, managed to track her down and sent her a text message saying that he still remembers getting the clothing and gifts that she sent and that he “always wanted to express my gratitude for that gift-box”. For her part, Claire was completely taken aback, but shared her story with the Galway Advertiser, who posted screengrabs of the messages up on their Facebook.
“When I was 8 years old I wrote this note and put it inside a shoebox filled with crayons, gloves, a toothbrush and loads of other bits and it got sent off to children in disadvantaged countries.
“This morning, 16 years later, I got a message from a man in Armenia to say he’s been searching for me for years to thank me for his
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Posted by gamavor on 09 February 2015 - 07:07 AM
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Posted by MosJan on 28 August 2014 - 04:52 PM
The History Falsifiers. Azerbaijan
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Posted by Yervant1 on 14 August 2013 - 09:42 AM
DIYARBAKIR EXODUS CHRONICLES MEMORIES OF THREE FAMILIES
The Achod Amassian family in Aleppo, circa 1913, young Josephine Mangasarian pictured fifth from left - See more at:
13:55, 14 August, 2013
YEREVAN, 14 AUGUST, ARMENPRESS: The late Josephine Mangasarian's
Diyarbakir Exodus is more than the story of a singular life; the
memoir is an extensive family history - the interconnected stories
of Mangasarian's mother's, father's and husband's families - between
the years 1895 and 1927. In April, the Mangasarian family published
her unfinished memoir, reports Armenpress referring to Armenian
In 1905, Josephine Mangasarian's father, Achod Amassian, accepted
a transfer from his post at the Diyarbakir telegraph office at the
mysterious urging of the telegraph office's director and relocated
his young family there - roughly a 15-day journey. Her family was in
Aleppo at the time of the Genocide and deportations and she watched as
countless relatives came to Aleppo seeking refuge and rebuilding. At
one time, 20 people were living in her family home, many of whom were
friends and family who had fled the massacres.
Josephine Mangasarian wrote of how she collected these stories,
saying, "The events that I have described in this family memoir are
all true. The account of these incidents was related to me by the
survivors who took refuge in my family's home in Aleppo." Her father's
position at the telegraph office afforded her access to secret messages
that he decoded corroborating the mass killings and much of what she
learned was confirmed by eyewitness accounts from family members.
The publication of Diyarbakir Exodus itself was a family endeavor.
Josephine Mangasarian began the work with three detailed genealogical
charts completed in her late 80s. From there, she wrote 270 pages by
hand about her family and the events during this time period.
Josephine Mangasarian died in 2002 before she could complete the
section on the 35 years of her life spent in Baghdad, Iraq after they
left Syria. Her son, John Mangasarian, had already begun aiding his
mother in her endeavor by transcribing and typing her handwritten
Upon her death, he continued editing and assembling the materials
for the book until he passed the torch to his sister-in-law, Claire
Mangasarian, in 2010. In 2011, John Mangasarian died and she continued
editing and assembling the manuscript.
Claire Mangasarian described her mother-in-law as a "very generous
and very confident in her own ability," who had spent years of her
life working with charitable organizations in Baghdad. According
to Claire Mangasarian, Josephine was known for her "sharp mind"
and spoke five languages.
Unlike many memoirs centered on Genocide survival, "hers shows the
day-to-day life and situation of a young Armenian woman and the
experiences of these families that fled during turbulent times and
started to rebuild," said Claire Mangasarian.
In addition to the three family histories - that of the Amassians,
Kurkgys and Mangasarians - Diyarbakir Exodus includes several rare
photographs offering a visual perspective into these stories
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Posted by Yervant1 on 15 November 2012 - 11:05 AM
El Vaquero, The Student Newspaper of Glendale Community College, CA
Nov 14 2012
Rebecca Krueger, El Vaquero Staff Writer
Roger Kupelian is the creator of some of the most iconic worlds
in contemporary cinema, such as the "Lord of the Rings "trilogy,
and he has constructed a new world in his latest endeavor, "East
With the job title of matte painter, it's up to Kupelian to paint
and digitally enhance the environments and backdrops of the movies
he works on.
"East of Byzantium" is Kupelian's recently published graphic novel
series and he is looking to make it into not only a mini-documentary
series, but into a major motion picture.
Kupelian promoted his latest project at the Glendale Central Library
Auditorium on Thursday.
"East of Byzantium" spans 150 years of Armenian history starting at
301 A.D. when Armenia became the first Christian state in history.
"Persia and the Roman Empire were warring with one another and between
this collision is Armenia," said Kupelian. "Emperor Diocletian sent an
exiled Armenian king back to claim Armenia as an ally of Rome. That
changed that region of the world forever. It set a series of events
in motion and altered not only the balance between empires, but the
balance of religions and cultures."
The story covers the aftermath of the Armenian king's reinstatement
and his people's division by religious tension. Armenia's monarchy is
soon toppled by the Persian army and the remnants of wealthy noble
families become rivals. The warring nobility's allegiance is deeply
rooted in its pagan (Persian) or Christian (Roman) heritage.
The constant bloodshed leads into the year 451 A.D. and Kupelian's
interpretation of St. Vartan Mamigonian, the most venerated saint in
the Armenian Orthodox Church.
"I wanted a Vartan that was very different than the one history
depicts," said Kupelian. "I wanted a Vartan that I can relate to. I
wanted someone that was in the mud, on the battlefield and was
struggling for his life, because that moment is glory for a warrior."
Kupelian painted his first image of Vartan in New Zealand, on the
set of "Lord of the Rings."
Working on "Lord of the Rings" sparked Kupelian's desire to write
the screenplay for "East of Byzantium" that also prompted the graphic
novel, but his foundation and passion for this story delves deep into
Growing up in Sierra Leone, Africa, Kupelian was apart of the minority,
being one of the very few African-Armenian kids in the region.
"You realize when I was growing up that I was a part of the United
Nations. Out of a mixed group I was the Armenian kid in Africa," said
Kupelian. "That is where my sense of identity came from. My parents
made sure that I understood our history, mythology and culture. I
knew where I came from."
During his childhood, Armenia was under the control of Soviet Russia.
When Kupelian was two and a half years old, his father took him to
the harbor in Freetown, Sierra Leone, where there was a Soviet ship
docking named Armenia.
"The ship was being sent around for propaganda purposes," said
Kupelian, "so, of course with a ship called Armenia there were soldiers
The Soviet-Armenians were exiting the ship when Kupelian was perched
on his dad's shoulders. His dad told him, "these are Armenians."
In response the young Kupelian recited in Armenian, "I am armenian,
I am son of Vartan, fear me."
The small chant is a loose translation of a traditional Armenian poem
about St. Vartan.
Kupelian recalls the power of his words, "There wasn't a dry eye
getting off that boat. These people were oppressed and nationalism
wasn't allowed. They didn't expect to hear something so free and
patriotic from some kid in Africa and we all grew up with that poem."
This experience has heavily impacted his love for his culture and
people. He also derives inspiration from his culture through learning
about the Armenian Genocide. Armenian culture has evolved over the
years, according to Kupelian. Armenians have gone from proud unicorns
to helpless victims.
"A culture that is thousands and thousands of years old, one hundred
years ago had to endure almost complete annihilation," said Kupelian.
"So we learned about the genocide in 1915."
He was a nationalist stuck between two conflicting emotions that are
a part of a culture that, seems to him, is always struggling.
Armenia was struggling again in 1998 when the Nagorno-Karabakh War
started and Kupelian set out to film it. "Dark Forest in the Mountains"
was Kupelian's first documentary, and the first time he directed a
movie. He started filming the war in the 1990s.
Avedis Sangigian is an Armenian-American veteran from the
Nagorno-Karabakh War who attended Kupelian's lecture. Sangigian
fought for a year and a half and was one of many Armenian Americans
that volunteered to fight.
Garo Kyahkidjian was a friend of Sangigian and is a main character
in Kupelian's documenatry. Kyahkidjian died after the war.
"I watch that documentary everyday," said Sangigian, in memory of
his old friend.
Sangigian and Kyahkidjian's bravery makes them warriors, according
"I want our next generation to see itself in terms of being a warrior,"
said Kupelian. "We must once again embrace and embody what it means
to be a warrior tribe."
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