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1、<p>On Monday, Oculus will finally see the first customers getting their hands on their Rift after a Kickstarter that started in 2012.</p><p>It really did foster a new era for VR after multiple failed attempts and brought life back into the market. It was then followed by HTC, Sony and more as everyone is seemingly trying to develop for VR.</p><p>The first Oculus Rift has shipped, deliveries begin Monday 3.28.2016. pic.twitter.com/C0MMKmezun— Brendan Iribe (@brendaniribe) March 24, 2016 <p>With its launch line-up of thirty games and plenty more coming before the end of the year, it's an exciting time for the industry.</p><p>Ahead of its launch on Monday,Oculus has shipped the first Rift, it's seems like those are for Kickstarter backers and consumers. I'd expect a lot of them to end up on people's doorstep next week anyways.</p><p>The week after that it's HTC's turn as the Vive should arrive on April 5th.</p><p>Are you convinced by VR? Did you order a Rift? Let us know in the comments below.</p>
2、Avatar(PSP)Here, you being the focal point of the gameplay, will have to indulge in various activities that will ensure a flow of continuous entertainment and give you an edge over other soccer games of the same kind. You will control the team’s management and participate in various tournaments to win them by multiple up-gradation.
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2、Slow but steady wins the race.
3、"It was because you looked so happy. Oh, you'll agree with me now that I AM a hateful beast--to hate another woman just because she was happy,--and when her happiness didn't take anything from me! That was why I never went to see you. I knew quite well I ought to go--even our simple Four Winds customs demanded that. But I couldn't. I used to watch you from my window--I could see you and your husband strolling about your garden in the evening--or you running down the poplar lane to meet him. And it hurt me. And yet in another way I wanted to go over. I felt that, if I were not so miserable, I could have liked you and found in you what I've never had in my life--an intimate, REAL friend of my own age. And then you remember that night at the shore? You were afraid I would think you crazy. You must have thought _I_ was."As often shrieking undistinguished woe,