A wall (from Old English weall) is a vertical structure, usually solid, that defines and sometimes protects an area. Most commonly, a wall delineates a building and supports its superstructure, separates space in buildings into rooms, or protects or delineates a space in the open air. There are three principal types of structural walls: building walls, exterior boundary walls, and retaining walls.
Building walls have one main purpose: to support roofs and ceilings. Such walls most often have three or more separate components. In today's construction, a building wall will usually have the structural elements (such as 2×4 studs in a house wall), insulation, and finish elements or surface (such as drywall or panelling). In addition, the wall may house various types of electrical wiring or plumbing. Electrical outlets are usually mounted in walls.
Building walls frequently become works of art externally and internally, such as when featuring mosaic work or when murals are painted on them; or as design foci when they exhibit textures or painted finishes for effect.
Kyrie Irving (born March 23, 1992) is an Australian-American professional basketball player for the Cleveland Cavaliers of the National Basketball Association (NBA). He played as a point guard for Duke University as a freshman before being selected as the 1st overall pick in the 2011 NBA Draft by Cleveland. He won the NBA Rookie of the Year Award in 2012. Irving was born in Melbourne and grew up in New Jersey.
Irving was born in Melbourne, Victoria, Australia where his father, Drederick Irving, played professional basketball for the Bulleen Boomers. Irving subsequently lived in Australia before relocating to the United States at the age of 2. He has dual citizenship in the United States and Australia. Irving's mother, Elizabeth, died from an illness when he was four, so Drederick raised him with the help of Irving's aunts. Growing up in New Jersey, Irving was a fan of the New Jersey Nets. His father took him and his sister to Continental Airlines Arena during the 2003 NBA Finals.
Irving played for Montclair Kimberley Academy his freshman and sophomore years, where he averaged 26.5 points, 10.3 assists, 4.8 rebounds and 3.6 steals and became only the school's 2nd 1,000 point scorer, before transferring to St. Patrick. While at St. Patrick High School, Irving played with Michael Gilchrist, who was widely regarded as one of the best players in the class of 2011. On January 20, 2010, it was announced that Irving was selected to the 2010 Junior National Select Team. The team played at the 2010 Nike Hoop Summit at the Rose Garden in Portland, Oregon, on April 10. He was also selected to play in the 2010 McDonald's All-American Game and the 2010 Jordan Brand Classic, where he was named as co-mvp with Harrison Barnes. In June 2010 Irving was a part of the gold medal winning team at the FIBA Americas U18 Championship. Irving was the #2 player in the class of 2010 by Scout.com, #3 player in the ESPNU 100, and rated as the #4 player by Rivals.com.
Bradley Beal (born June 28, 1993) is an American college basketball player. After his freshman season for the University of Florida Gators men's basketball team, Beal announced he would enter the 2012 NBA Draft.
Beal attended Chaminade College Preparatory School in St. Louis, Missouri. He competed in the 2010 FIBA Under-17 World Championship for the USA, which won the championship with Beal averaging 18 points per game. During his senior year of high school, Beal averaged 32.5 points per game, 5.7 rebounds per game and 2.8 assists per game. At the end of Beal's senior season, he was named the 2011 Mr. Show-Me Basketball which recognized him as the top high school basketball player in the state of Missouri. He was also named the 2011 Gatorade National Player of the Year. According to ESPNU recruits, Beal was the fourth ranked recruit and second ranked shooting guard and he was also the fourth ranked recruit according to Rivals.com.
On November 30, 2009 Beal committed to the University of Florida.
George Roger Waters (born 6 September 1943) is an English musician, singer-songwriter and composer. He was a founder member of the progressive rock band Pink Floyd, serving as bassist and co-lead vocalist. Following the departure of bandmate Syd Barrett in 1968, Waters became the band's lyricist, principal songwriter and conceptual leader. The band subsequently achieved worldwide success in the 1970s with the concept albums The Dark Side of the Moon, Wish You Were Here, Animals and The Wall. Although Waters' primary instrument in Pink Floyd was the bass guitar, he also experimented with synthesisers and tape loops and played rhythm guitars in recordings and in concerts. Amid creative differences within the group, Waters left Pink Floyd in 1985 and began a legal battle with the remaining members over their future use of the group's name and material. The dispute was settled out of court in 1987, and nearly eighteen years passed before he performed with Pink Floyd again. It is estimated that as of 2010, the group have sold over 200 million albums worldwide, including 74.5 million units sold in the United States.
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Time is running out for two elite criminals as they seek out revenge to get the money they are owed after a heist gone wrong, years ago. They've traveled across the country, tracked down their ex-partner and planned every detail of their attack. When they finally come face to face these two criminals will refuse to back down until they get what belongs to them.
Revenge has no time
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Brandon has built himself to near human physical perfection, but what for? Living a life of strict discipline has made him into a weapon. After a confrontation Brandon's life is thrown upside down. Haunted by his past, Brandon must now make a choice to walk away or do what he has been training his whole life for.
One Instant Can Change You Forever
One Instant Can Change You Forever.
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Fat Slags charts the rise and fall of our eponymous heroines, who are unrepentantly vulgar and crass. Leaving their hometown of Fulchester in the North of England, Sandra and Tracey head for the bright lights of London, shagging and boozing their way to fame and fortune. Sean Cooley an internationally renowned billionaire suffers a blow to the head, rendering him temporarily insane on the day The Fat Slags arrive in London. Spotting them on a popular daytime TV chat show, he falls in love with their larger than life look and approach. Determined to make them stars, he forces fashion designer Fidor Konstantin to base his next collection around the girls, creating a media sensation. In a whirlwind turn of events, Sandra and Tracey take the UK by storm, hitting number one in the record charts and inadvertently winning the Turner Prize. As far as the press is concerned, fat is the new black... Throughout their journey into the world of celebrity, the girls maintain their unique and endearing vulgarity, coupled with an innocence that draws the British public to their cause. However, in private, jealousy is driving a wedge between Sandra and Tracey as they both vie for the attentions of Cooley. Only when he regains his mental faculties and turns on our unlikely heroines, do they realise that friendship is the only real thing they have in the mad world they've become a part of.
Keywords: based-on-comic, fat
Sandra: [Pulls out a cigerette] All right, Trace?::Tracey: No. I hear this welding is bad for your health!
Sandra: [Checking mail] Bill, bill, bill, bill... I don't know why this bloke keeps writing to me!::Tracey: Who?::Sandra: Bill. There's no way I'm meeting him: Strangeways.
Tracey: I could do with a snack, chips with curry sauce::Sandra: I fancy a bag o' crisps!::Tracey: Ooh, what flavour?::Sandra: Prawn cocktail?::Tracey: Ooh, you posh git!
Foreman: Hey, you two! Now, what would you say if I thought you two were doing a terrific job, and you both deserve a raise?::Sandra: Really?::Tracey: Really?::Foreman: NOOOOOOO! You're bloody awful! You're rubbish! The deliveries are weeks behind, your timekeeping stinks, and as for your safety record, you're worse than that bloke with Parkinson's down at the nitroglycerine factory! You two are a couple of useless, brain-dead seacows. Just give me one more excuse to fire your fat arses. Go on!::[a fire that Sandra unknowingly started earlier reaches some gas tanks, causing an explosion that demolishes the factory]
Dave: We're lookin' for our birds, ain't we, ya wazzock!::Immigration 1: I think their interest in them is sexual.::Baz: Too fuckin' right it's sexual. Our Sandra gives him a hard-on!::Immigration 1: What did he say? What did you just say?::Baz: [speaking slowly] Our Sandra. Him. Hard-on!::Immigration 2: Osama Bin Laden? [Baz and Dave are shown being deported to Afghanistan]
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In New York's storied Chelsea Hotel, a novelist, a dancer, a painter, a poet, an aged jazz singer, and a young troubadour sort out their personal and artistic lives within walls haunted by the likes of Dylan Thomas, O. Henry, and Sarah Bernhardt. A boozy novelist balances wife, mistress, and stories. A dancer who's a waitress in the basement club chooses between a Hollywood jerk and a local painter. A youth from Minnesota who composes and sings may be the next Bob Dylan. A poet decides to give her feckless boyfriend another chance, even as her eyes tell us she knows what's ahead. An old jazz artist wants to place a bet and share his love for Lady Day. These walls do seem to talk.
Keywords: alcoholic, alienation, artist, bar, based-on-play, boy, brother-brother-relationship, bus, cat, chelsea-hotel-manhattan-new-york-city
a million stories tall
Terry Olsen: Why do they call you Lorna Doone? Ain't that a cookie?::Lorna Doone: You can call me whatever you want.
Ross: You're Bob Dylan? By any chance can I kiss your boot?::Terry Olsen: Fuck off.::Ross: Hey! You're from Minnesota, aren't ya? You must be him! Huh?::Terry Olsen: Seriously dude, fuck off.::Ross: Bob! Bob! Bob! Bob! Hey, listen to this, you're not going to believe this, man. I am down in the lobby, right? Right?::Terry Olsen: Yeah?::Ross: There's this guy, puttin' up a paintin'. So, I'm like, helpin' 'em with the ladder and shit. He tells me, he lives here, in a room just like this one... but he's got it all for free. Yup, all he's gotta do is give a paintin' to the manager. This guy bullshits me about how he's an artist and how the manager understands. And as long as he's, you know, creatin', he can live here.::Terry Olsen: The guy was lyin'.::Ross: Yeah, that's what I thought. But, the manager, standin' fuckin' right there.::Terry Olsen: Well, what'd it look like?::Ross: What?::Terry Olsen: The painting, dumbshit.::Ross: That's the best part. It's ugly as shit. I coulda done it easy. Whole buncha colors thrown all around.
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Danny O'Brien is back in action fighting the notorious Simon Moon, also known as The Terror. Three years earlier O'Brien had single-handedly captured The Terror and was called Hero by the people of L.A. Now Simon has escaped and has started killing women again, and O'Brien is the only man who can stop him.
Keywords: action-hero, african-american, based-on-novel, beretta, birthday, birthday-cake, blueprint, brawl, chase, childbirth
Heroes hit hardest.
Man at food stand: [Danny O'Brien is undercover and acting like a short order cook when he gets an unsatisfied customer] These are the worst eggs I've ever had, man!::Danny O'Brien: Wait till you try the toast.
There's a lot of strange men in cell Block 10 but the strangest of them all
Was a friend of mine who just spent his time staring at the wall
(Staring at the wall)
In his hand was a note that his gal had wrote and it proved that crime don't pay
Twas the very same gal he robbed and stole for name in her weddin' day
(Name in her weddin' day)
As he looked at the wall so strong and tall I could hear him softly curse
Nobody a tall ever climbed that wall but I'm gonna be the first
(I'm gonna be the first)
[ ac.guitar ]
The warden walked by and said son don't try I would hate to see you fall
There is no doubt they would carry you out if you ever touch that wall
(Ever touch that wall )
A year's gone by since he made his try but I can still recall
How hard he tried and the way he died but he never made that wall
(Never made that wall)
There's never been a man ever shook this can but I know a man who tried
The newspapers called it a jailbreak plan but I know it was suicide
We hate each other ?cause of race and religion
We hate each other ?cause of class and position
We want to know why is love so hard to come by
Give me a reason why love's so hard to try
The walls between us all must fall
The walls between us all must fall
We hate each other ?cause we dance to different music
We hate each other ?cause we think we know it all
We hate each other ?cause that?s what our parents taught us
We hate each other for no reason at all
The wall between us all must fall
The wall between us all must fall
We teach our young men how to kill and maim and torture
We teach our young men how to make their mothers cry
We want to know, why is love so hard to come by
Give me the answer, why is love so hard to try?
The wall between us all must fall
The wall between us all must fall
This is how our world breaks down
(The wall between us all must fall)
This is how our world breaks down
(The wall between us all must fall)
This is how our world breaks down
(The wall between us all must fall)
This is how our world breaks down
(The wall between us all must fall)
This is how our world breaks down
(The wall between us all must fall)
This is how our world breaks down
(The wall between us all must fall)
I'm so sick of false perceptions
Paint me into a corner
Pigeonhole my intentions
Make your assumptions on why I'm here
Why would I want your world when
you've proven you don't care at all?
So many people acting like they've got the answer
but they'll be the first screw to fall out
You're nothing but a brick in this wall
that stands so proud and tall
It's going to topple over and fall
And then maybe you'll finally see
there's more to this than you or me
No one owes you anything
There's a lot of strange men in cell Block 10 but the strangest of them all
Was a friend of mine who spent his time
Just staring at the wall staring at wall
In his hand was a note that his gal had wrote and it proves that crime don't pay
Was the very same gal he robbed and stole
For name in her wedding day for name in her wedding day
As he looked at the wall so strong and tall I could hear him softly curse
Nobody at all ever climbed that wall
But I'm gonna be the first I'm gonna be the first
The warden walked by and said son don't try I would hate to see you fall
There ain't no doubt they will carry you out
If you ever touch that wall if you ever touch that wall
The years gone by since he made his try but I can still recall
How hard he tried and the way he died
But he never made that wall he never made that wall
There's never been a man ever shook this can but I know a man who tried
The newspapers called it a jailbreak plan
Toki ha yami no naka (Off the wall)
(In times of darkness)
Suicide (or misery)
Kioku no hashi ni nokoru
(The memory's end remains)
Keshiki no kage ni
(The view's shadow)
Yume ha yami no hate (Off the wall)
(A dream of the dark's end)
Suicide (or misery)
Kyo zoo ha iro ase
(The imaginary image colors today)
Sore ha mada mi ne yami ni
(Those who still see the darkness)
Subete ga owaru mono no hate ni nani ga nokoru no ka
(Everything ends and what remains in it's end?)
Mattaku shiru nai (I don't care)
(Really don't know)
Subete ga owaru mono no hate ni nani ga nokoru no ka
(Everything ends and what remains in it's end?)
Boku ha mattaku shiru nai (I don't care)
(I really don't know)
(Off the wall) Who will survive
The wall, the wall
And we keep on struggling
And we ain't got nothing
And we need to get something
The wall, the wall
And we keep on struggling
And we ain't got nothing
And we need to get something
[Incomprehensible] can't put the bread on the table
It isn't like she isn't willing and able
Went down to the department of labor
They gave her a job, makin't [Incomprehensible]
And it's like mental slavery
The wall, the wall
And we keep on struggling
And we ain't got nothing
And we need to get something
The wall, the wall
And we keep on struggling
And we ain't got nothing
And we need to get something
Got love for my niggas, go to war for my niggas
My pistol keep caring and bugging for my niggas
Be strong for the struggle, hard for the struggle
Got to keep your hustle, you got to show your muscle
We down for the streets, we live in the streets
But fuck that trappin' nigga, but a nigga got to eat
You wanna bust your cap and life makes you snap
But hold on, nigga, you gots to adapt
The wall, wall
And we keep on struggling
And we ain't got nothing
And we need to get something
The wall, wall
And we keep on struggling
And we ain't got nothing
And we need to get something
And lift your head up, get your chin off your chest
Remember it's hard for us all, that's out here on the quest
To be the best at what we do and never accept the less
We all got our own destinies that we must manifest
You can't let 'em stop you and let 'em drop you
Sometimes a part of you just gotta do what you gotta
But you always keep swinging from my force
Don't you know I always [Incomprehensible]?
The wall, the wall
And we keep on struggling
And we ain't got nothing
And we need to get something
The wall, the wall
And we keep on struggling
And we ain't got nothing
And we need to get something
(You gotta get up, stand up, never give up)
The wall, wall
(You gotta get up, stand up, never give up)
And we keep on struggling
(You gotta get up, stand up, never give up)
And we ain't got nothing
(You gotta get up, stand up, never give up)
And we need to get something
(You gotta get up, stand up, never give up)
The wall, wall
(You gotta get up, stand up, never give up)
And we keep on struggling
(You gotta get up, stand up, never give up)
And we ain't got nothing
(You gotta get up, stand up, never give up)
And we need to get something
(You gotta get up, stand up, never give up)