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This OZY original series looks at how robots will transform everything from where you work to how you work out. This OZY series introduces you to the robots of tomorrow that will change how you live. This OZY original series looks at how robots will transform everything from where you work to how you work out. T+2 is catchy Wall Street jargon for “trade date + two.” In layman’s terms, shares or money hit your account two days after you buy or sell.

By the time I reached 25, I had managed to fuck up my schooling, career path and every decent relationship with a woman I'd ever had. My only job prospect at the time was being a lead singer in an Oasis tribute band that was eking out a living enough to buy beers and drugs every weekend. Did I mention that I also flunked out of the Royal Marine Corp after six months? Well, I did.Luckily, I still had what's called a Higher National Diploma, or HND, here in the U.K.

Because the Lycra-tights world of pro wrestling is way more than meets the eye. Mike Young used to be a good guy. But that was too boring. You see, in the wrestling ring, as “MV Young,” he fights as someone you love to hate — and hate to watch lose. He fights like someone who makes you question good and evil, and maybe even your own morality. But growing up in Pittsburgh, Mike struggled with depression and mental and physical health issues related to body image.

Kaste, a black female Belgian Malinois, was born in Bosnia in 2006. A herding breed known for their intelligence, Malinois have been the go-to dog in modern times for dangerous but glory-filled work. Kaste, in fact, was drafted into service. She was shipped to the Cambodian Mine Action Centre in Kampong Chhnang Province, Cambodia, for training on clearing land infested with mines and unexploded ordinances. She was put on a mission to save lives.

NBA scoring is the highestsince 1986 and turnovers are lower than they’ve ever been. How has the league cracked the code? There was a Warriors game back in January when something peculiar happened. That doesn’t narrow it down much because the California juggernaut does something extraordinary on a regular basis.

"Come here for a minute, I have something to show you."Even at the age of 11, I knew that when I heard the constant clinking of ice cubes and Kenny Rogers playing in the lounge room, Mum was in one of those late-night moods. The family accordion folder was open and there were two pieces of paper on the dining room table. My birth certificate. Her birth certificate.Mum pushed them toward me. "Read it for me and see if you notice anything."Date of birth checked out. My name was there too. So was hers.

April 15, 1947, is a day etched into the stone of American history and the Civil Rights Movement. It was more than a year before U.S. President Harry Truman desegregated the U.S. military. Seven years before the U.S. Supreme Court’s Brown vs. Board of Education decision striking down public school segregation. Eight years before Rosa Parks refused to give up her seat on a Montgomery bus. Sixteen years before the Reverend Martin Luther King Jr. gave his “I Have a Dream” speech.

Because life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness are worth fleeing for. Tarek lived his life in fear of discrimination, harassment, blackmail, abuse, jail and even death. In his home country of Egypt, being gay is punishable by hard labor, jail time and human rights offenses not monitored within prison walls. One night, Tarek was with another man in a car, kissing. Suddenly, a car pulled up, headlights on. Four police officers removed Tarek and his companion from their car.

Welcome to OZY's newest series, Love Curiously, bringing you extraordinary stories of love and relationships against the odds. If you've found yourself in an unconventional or intriguing romantic situation, email us at [email protected] July 16, 2013, I was out to dinner with my family, celebrating my uncle's birthday. Usually, Sunil, my husband, is the kind of guy who never forgets anyone's birthday - even though he was away at sea with the merchant navy. But he never sent congratulations.

In the 1950s, the NCAA created a monster more insidious than anything in ancient myth. To combat the rising pressure to provide workers' compensation policies for athletes, the college athletics governing body crafted the term "student-athlete" to provide legal cover for the members of its cartel. Six decades later, the beast has bitten its creator's hand.