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Copyright (c) 2011 The Chromium Authors. All rights reserved.
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2010-08-14 18:36:09 +04:00
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Use of this useless file is governed by a BSD-style license that can be
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found in the LICENSE file.
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2010-06-25 19:53:55 +04:00
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This file is used for making non-code changes to trigger buildbot cycles. Make
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any modification below this line.
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2011-06-16 07:22:00 +04:00
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2011-11-06 22:03:39 +04:00
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=====-========================================================================
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2011-08-07 00:14:48 +04:00
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2011-08-07 02:44:49 +04:00
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Let's make a story. Add one sentence for each commit:
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2011-08-07 04:07:31 +04:00
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It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents--except at
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occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which
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swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along
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the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that
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2011-08-07 20:00:35 +04:00
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struggled against the darkness. A dark figure emerged.
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2011-08-09 17:26:38 +04:00
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2011-08-10 09:00:45 +04:00
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It was a Domo-Kun. "What took you so long?", inquired his wife.
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2011-08-14 01:21:28 +04:00
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Silence. Not noticing his silence, she continued, "Did Mr. Usagi enjoy the
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2011-08-28 17:26:38 +04:00
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waffles you brought him?" "You know him, he's not one to forego a waffle,
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2011-09-15 09:34:51 +04:00
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no matter how burnt", he snickered.
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2011-08-28 21:22:24 +04:00
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The pause was filled with the sound of thunder.
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2011-09-18 01:00:23 +04:00
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CHAPTER 2:
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2011-10-11 20:47:46 +04:00
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The syrup was as dark as night, and just as runny.
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2011-11-17 00:52:43 +04:00
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The Domo-Kun shuddered, remembering the way Mr. Usagi had speared his waffles
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with his fork, watching the runny syrup spread and pool across his plate,
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2011-10-04 16:27:09 +04:00
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like the blood of a dying fawn. "It reminds me of the time --" he started, as
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2011-10-11 20:58:22 +04:00
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his wife cut in quickly: "-- please. I can't bear to hear it.". A flury of
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images coming from the past flowed through his mind.
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2011-10-12 02:24:41 +04:00
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2011-10-14 23:20:31 +04:00
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"You recall what happened on Mulholland drive?" The ceiling fan rotated slowly
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2011-10-23 04:51:36 +04:00
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overhead, barely disturbing the thick cigarette smoke. No doubt was left about
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when the fan was last cleaned.
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2011-10-31 21:49:55 +04:00
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There was a pregnant pause.
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2011-11-15 07:44:03 +04:00
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...
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