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LPI (LP Information)' newest research report, the “CNC Wood Turning Lathes Industry Forecast” looks at past sales and reviews total world CNC Wood Turning Lathes sales in 2022, providing a comprehensive analysis by region and market sector of projected CNC Wood Turning Lathes sales for 2023 through 2029. With CNC Wood Turning Lathes sales broken down by region, market sector and sub-sector, this report provides a detailed analysis in US$ millions of the world CNC Wood Turning Lathes industry.
This Insight Report provides a comprehensive analysis of the global CNC Wood Turning Lathes landscape and highlights key trends related to product segmentation, company formation, revenue, and market share, latest development, and M&A activity. This report also analyzes the strategies of leading global companies with a focus on CNC Wood Turning Lathes portfolios and capabilities, market entry strategies, market positions, and geographic footprints, to better understand these firms' unique position in an accelerating global CNC Wood Turning Lathes market.
This Insight Report evaluates the key market trends, drivers, and affecting factors shaping the global outlook for CNC Wood Turning Lathes and breaks down the forecast by type, by application, geography, and market size to highlight emerging pockets of opportunity. With a transparent methodology based on hundreds of bottom-up qualitative and quantitative market inputs, this study forecast offers a highly nuanced view of the current state and future trajectory in the global CNC Wood Turning Lathes.
This report presents a comprehensive overview, market shares, and growth opportunities of CNC Wood Turning Lathes market by product type, application, key manufacturers and key regions and countries.
The global CNC Wood Turning Lathesmarket size is projected to grow from US$ 94 million in 2022 to US$ 162.1 million in 2029; it is expected to grow at a CAGR of 162.1 from 2023 to 2029.
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The main participants
Schnitzer
SCM
Intorex
OEMAK Makine
NESTO Makina
Boarke
Jinan Style Machinery
BINZHOU COSEN CNC EQUIPMENT TECHNOLOGY
Shandong Guandiao CNC Equipment
Dongguan Xinke Laser Technology
GUANGZHOU DRAGON DIAMOND
STARMACNC
Woodtech
Nihar Industries
JAK Machinery
Segmentation by type
4 Axis
5 Axis
Others
Segmentation by application
Timber Processing
Wood Manufacturing
Others
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Hello Redditors. Thank you in advance for any knowledge/insight. I'm one of 8(!) heirs of a recently deceased family member's home. Unfortunately, some heirs have a very difficult relationship and it doesn't appear there will be any agrement to either sell the house to one heir nor fix it up, list it, and split the proceeds. I'm not a party to the disagreements between the other heirs but my options are being limited by their disagreement.
I imagine this will be forced into court (is that called probate?) Does anyone have an experience like this? I have the money to purchase the home but, again, family members won't sell. Does the court allow a family member the opportunity to buy the others out before ordering a public sale? Thanks again.

Hey guys, click the link below to access other chapters and an introduction to what this is :
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Past the rolling hills of Ibrahim, and the tents of the merchants, through the thickets of trees and the impoverished derelicts lies a place unlike any other in Alizia. A field of flowers stretching as far as the eye can see, roses and daisies, pansies and lavender all sprouting together in this one place. Osmu still loses his breath whenever he sees it, even dream recollections understate the pureness of such a place, the true divinity that hides beneath the soil.
It was through this field Osmu always entered Ibrahim, preferring the scenery to the slightly quicker road by horse. Osmu enjoyed these times, these brief moments of respite from his military duty, it had been gnawing away at him lately, the constant piles of work that always seemed to appear as another end. But now was a time for relaxation, a brief vacation before his assured promotion at the end of the year. Capturing the Shonaka thieves was a long and applauded task, and now thankfully Osmu could spend some time with himself, Aliza and Christoff.
Leaving behind the field of flowers Osmu continued into the derelicts, buildings that were long since abandoned after years of neglect. They were entombed to the past, however Osmu knew that the population problems may sprout some renovation work here eventually. Well over two hundred people currently lived in Ibrahim, with that number seeking to grow by the time of the next harvest, and there just wasn’t enough room in such a small place.
The broken derelicts were quickly replaced with the thickets, which still had Osmu’s old path cut into it. He and Christoff had cut through the thicket years ago, and it only requires infrequent pruning to remain a viable- Smoke. There’s the thick stench of smoke in the air, forcing its way down Osmund’s throat. The source of the smoke was evident as Osmund exited the thicket, the house at the top of the hill was burning.
Standing tall the house was alight in a violent flame, which was thankfully being contained by the lack of grass around the home. People ran out of the house into the arms of others, who in term began to scream. Osmund sprinted up the hill, desperate to help, when he saw more people approach, dark figures against the flames of the house. Moving closer Osmund could see their red armour, and the Vaunghe troops grinned from ear to ear.
Osmund awakes, slowly opening and closing his eyes. There’s something wrong, but it takes Osmund a moment to realise what it is. As Osmund opens and closes his eyes he can’t see anything, there’s nothing but an inky blackness. He can feel things around him, and the sensation that he’s standing on something but there’s nothing in sight. Osmund is terrified for a moment, still groggily attempting to remember who and where he is. When everything clicks Osmund feels his eyes widen.
The dark is everywhere, all around him, inside of him and there is no light because everything’s been swallowed up. Osmund scrambles, shaking when he attempts to move around. He doesn’t get very far, as his hands touch some kind of wall in front and behind him. Moving to the sides of this abnormal space, Osmund finds further walls on either side of him, knocking his fist on one and causing a loud metal clang.
Osmund spins, trying again to find an exit, running his hands upon each and every part of the wall. Looking for any kind of hole or crevice Osmund scours the wall to no avail. The smooth, unbroken walls are impeccable, with no room for a foot hold let alone an exit. Osmund bangs on the wall, feeling the pain echo in his knuckles. The darkness continues its slow creeping.
As Osmund continues to panic he begins to hear something, some sound from above. Ceasing for a moment, the sounds return in focus now, as the echoed sounds of Osmund’s hyperventilation. There’s a ceiling somewhere above, judging by the sound of the echo it was roughly twenty-five feet above, and likely lacked any reachable means of escape.
The rising storm of the dark filled Osmund, engaging him, penetrating him, starving him. Minutes pass, or maybe hours, it certainly wasn’t days but it sure felt like it. Time was losing all meaning, with no reference of location or passage Osmund was reeling, heart pumping until everything proved too much and Osmund fell back to the floor in defeat.
Osmund woke up an unknown time later, once again unsure of what time may have passed. This time however he’s slightly more rational, his mind pushing itself into overdrive struggling to comprehend what his actions should be. The first thing Osmund confidently verified were his surroundings. Once again touching the wall Osmund slowly and confidently verified the lack of any discernible gap or hole inside of the prison. From this act he confirmed two things. The first was that there were indeed no seams in the wall, and the second being the shape of the prison. It was in the general shape of a square, although one side had been replaced with a semicircle, creating a singular rounded edge.
How someone made such an object was beyond Osmund’s understanding, at least unless there was some form of escape above, an opening hatch used to dump the captives down from above. This smooth metallic prison asked a much more worrying question, and that was even supposing someone could construct such an inescapable prison, who and why would they do it. It stood to reason that this was the action of whoever tore away the sky, but Osmund doubted even the gods could perform such an act. There was nothing Osmund knew of that could perform such a feat, and thus Osmund forced himself to focus on the facts.
The prison was roughly twice Osmund’s arm span on all sides, reducing the chances of forcing himself up the wall. He didn’t recognise the clothing he woke up in, suggesting that it was the work of the entity that took him. The clothes themselves were well fitting and crafted from fine material, although his shirt leaked sleeves and his shoes appeared to be made of a material Osmund had never seen or felt before, feeling weaker than his normal steel capped shoes. Continuing to analyse his surroundings, Osmund is shocked by the sudden movement.
It began all at once, his prison began to move, it was shaking. Osmund struggled to keep himself upright, as the vigorous shaking forced him from side to side. As Osmund is thrown from one side to the other, he still continues his investigation, and that’s when he feels it. A rope. A thin rope with something sharp pointing out of it, but a rope nonetheless, just a little above his grounded reach. And yet this was almost perfect as he swung between the two points.
Reaching his hand out the shaking suddenly intensifies, throwing Osmund violently back to the floor, a breath short of his goal. The second attempt however is far more successful, as Osmund manages to grip the rope with both hands, now swaying from the moving force. The swaying and shaking continues to throw Osmund, however he fights back waves of nausea and dizziness as he plants his feet against the wall. It takes some time, but Osmund finally begins making progress, until he finds the point where the rope ends. It just melds with the wall, sliding inside through a thin hole that Osmund’s finger couldn’t touch.
Besides the rope however is a protrusion. A small one, reminiscent of a saddle on a horse protrudes from the wall, covered in a seemingly leather material. Osmund slowly places himself onto the object, and has a moment of rest, grasping the point to keep balance.
The swaying began to slow, no longer threatening Osmund; it subsided into nothingness, gone as quickly as it had come, and Osmund wondered what to do now. That was of course until he heard the clicks, the stretching of metal, and the fast pop of the protrusion. It fell, taking Osmund with it, back to the floor, before Osmund could even understand what was happening. Osmund lost consciousness soon after, not sobbing but almost in complete submission to the ones behind this cruel prison.
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Osmu runs down the hill, hands stained with the Vaunghe blood, and steel in his hand. Faster he runs, towards burning and flaming merchant tents and the burning buildings beyond them. The Vaunghe soldiers stood, slaughtering all in their path. And through the flames wanders the plumed knight, taller than Osmu at 8’9 ft and wielding a long axe coated in the reds of the Vaunghe and the people of the town.
Osmu forces his blade into a Vaunghe’s back, quickly removing it in time to parry another's swipe. These marauders were poorly trained, however even Osmu couldn’t face them all at once. He tried, slicing apart Vaunghe soldiers for as long as he could, but eventually it overcame him.
A slight cut here and a splash of blood there left Osmu blinded and reeling back, as four of the Vaunghe advanced to him. It was at this moment Osmu was sure his fate was certain, at least until she was there. Aliza stood, Osmu could sense her next to him, grasping his hand and filling him with something… energy.
Osmu shot back up, throwing the tip of his blade into a soldier's neck. It didn’t pierce but sent him back in time for Osmund to finish the job. Forcing the blade deeper Osmund guided the corpse into those of his comrades and sent them all sprawling, just waiting for the flurry of kicks that Osmund gave them. He squashed their brains into putty, hearing the sound of something behind him.
Osmu rolled, narrowly avoiding the point of the plume knight’s axe, and turned to face her. She stood tall, red armour shining off of the blazing houses, and she gazed down at Osmu from behind her helm. He raised his hands, the sword still lodged into the Vaunghe’s body, when he heard a laugh. From beneath the helmet this figure was laughing.
“My friend, why oppose us? We have the gods themselves on our side.” And with that she turned, observing one of the many burning houses, and began to wander closer to it. She wandered into the house, shutting the door behind her. Osmund could still hear her laughing, even as the building burnt down she still laughed and laughed until there was nothing left. Osmu was the only one to see the plume knight that day, and the only one who knew her armour was never found.
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More swaying awakens Osmund, after an untold amount of time. He swerved from side to side, although this time the swaying was far less pronounced, less noticeable. The swaying wasn’t pushing him into anything, only sliding him from side to side, back and forth. And then all at once it stopped again, leaving Osmund alone for another span of time. Osmund had given up, there was nothing he could do in this darkness, all he could do was wait for her. It was in these times of the dark that she came, since Osmund’s earliest thoughts, she would come.
Osmund called out her name, and it echoed through the room. It bounced back into him from above, echoing to him, becoming one with him. Osmund shrugged, knowing it wasn’t to be, nothing could save him now, this was a nightmare he would never escape, an eternal stumbling in the dark with no respite, and he sank to the ground.
And then there was light. It was as if it was always there, piercing the dark, flashing playfully on Osmund’s feet. It shone through, so bright despite being so small that Osmund could barely see anything, shielding his eyes. He moved his hands after a moment and moved closer, gazing down at the small, few millimetre tall hole that had opened to him. Divinity rested in this insignificant hole, this unknown space, it was the woman come to save him. There was a real force in this world, one for good, one that could help Osmund, and he began to laugh in joy. Then he noticed it. The light was growing, and not just a little either, it had begun as only one or two millimetres but now it was almost ten, and it was quickly increasing.
Adjusting to the light Osmund could now see his shoes in more detail. Bright reds and whites greeted him, alongside small white laces of an uncertain material, in fact everything here was of foreign material, the shoes bearing a symbol unknown to Osmund likely a symbol for the excellent cobbler who could make such an exquisite shoe. Besides the shoe, Osmund could now see the colour of the floor, bright silver’s the light bounced off of. Osmund could also see drops of blood on the floor, an unintended consequence of his climbing attempt, although where the injury came from was unknown.
The hole widened even further now, reaching about a tenth of Osmund’s total height. He tentatively pushed his foot through the gap when it hit something. There was something solid stopping him from advancing his foot. As the light grew Osmund realised what was happening. His old wall had been replaced with a new one, this time with a view. It was glass, and from the feeling of Osmund’s foot slamming into it, the glass was resistant.
Slowly and surely the light rose, revealing more of Osmund to himself. While waiting for enough light to rise he glanced down at his new clothing, which were both a startling white. White pants were crafted from another foreign material, although the shirt appeared to be an exquisite tunic made of common cotton. Small drops of dried blood stemming from an arm injury, which was by no means as bad as it should be.
As the light approached Osmund’s eyesight he prepared himself for the unknown he might find. The eldritch creators of such abnormalities would likely live in a world foreign to Osmund’s own understanding, and thus to survive he must be prepared for anything. The true oddities hide themselves, waiting in the dark gasping for air in the light, and now Osmund was going to fight it, fight the unknown, the separate, the alternate for they are not him. This was not to be a fear of the other for their abnormalities but a war of circumstance between Osmund and whatever could stand in his way.

Grand Theft Auto V is still going strong nearly eight years after it first debuted on the PlayStation 3 and Xbox 360 (remember those?), followed by a slightly newer re-release on Windows PCs and the the PS4 and Xbox One. To date, publisher Take-Two Interactive has sold over 150 million copies of GTA V on various platforms.
The publisher revealed the impressive sales stat as part of its earnings report for its fiscal first quarter of 2022. Looking at the data from the previous quarter, it means T2 sold an additional 5 million copies in the past three months. Not too shabby, given that GTA V is far from a new game at this point. That is not the end of it, either.
T2 plans to launch an "expanded and enhanced version" for the latest generation game consoles, those being the PlayStation 5 and Xbox Series X/S, on November 11, 2021. Developer Rockstar Games had previously said the updated version will bring "new features and more" to the table, but the details are still largely a mystery.
"The new generation versions of GTAV will feature a range of technical improvements, visual upgrades and performance enhancements to take full advantage of the latest hardware, making the game more beautiful and more responsive than ever," Rockstar Games said last year.
We presume the retooled version of GTA V will tap into the fast storage capabilities of modern consoles, to drastically reduce game load times. It will also leverage the newer hardware in the latest gen consoles, namely the custom SoC based on AMD's Zen 2 CPU cores and RDNA 2 graphics.

I’ve slept with my glasses on my entire life. I’m 25 and I got glasses at 5 years old. I have this problem called visual snow I’m not sure if it’s well known but my eyes see it all the time and at night it’s worse. Imagine TV static, that’s what I see 24/7. When my glasses are off, my extremely blurry visual mixed with visual snow and a hyperactive imagination create fake scary faces or figures everywhere. It started when I was a kid and even as an adult I can’t shake the habit. I also sleep with a shit ton of lights on for this reason. I can honestly say that I haven’t ever broken glasses due to sleep in my life. I’m not a crazy sleeper and I often wake up in the same position I fell asleep in so I know that plays a part.
I wish I could break out of this but I mean it’s been 20 years now I don’t think I can.

I didn’t know where else to post this. I have a decent buddy of mine who’s more like an acquaintance but a solid dude I’m trying to help out.
He’s religious but a no nonsense kind of guy and the last few months he’s been legit haunted. I’ve practiced and had my share of stuff but it’s been a lot more subtle, happened in trance or in a different brain state.
This is a very in your face you’re obviously haunted type of thing. He said activity spikes when he says his sons name backwards for some reason. Why ? Idk.
I told him being religious I can’t really recommend anything because of the “witchcraft is naughty” rhetoric taught in the Bible other than just blessing the house or maybe the LBRP.
Here’s some facts about the situation:
Bought a new construction home recently
The baby was born just a few months ago
His wife is “psychic” or “sensitive” and has seen spirits her whole life but doesn’t practice magick or mysticism of any type ( i have my doubts about this one)
Doors slam , Toys go off in the middle of the night with no batteries without stopping, glasses knocking over and breaking , baby monitor is acting weird
Wife sees shadows in the kids room tapping on the windows and hears voices, is getting old hag syndrome a lot , etc
I’ve been sent videos and it’s clear something is making a muffled banging noise , says something then slams a door freaking the dog out while he’s at work
Doing a Tarot reading doesn’t give much insight.
Who or what is the spirit that’s haunting them ?
Lovers reversed
What does it want ?
Temperance
Does it have malevolent intentions ? Does it seek ill will ?
8 of wands reversed
The clarifiers I pulled didn’t help either
I think either someone sent them something nasty or the wife might know something that she isn’t divulging.
Whether that’s a jealous ex lover or some sort of entity that’s been following her for whatever reason. I’m not saying she’s full LHP at night but something doesn’t add up.
Id gander activity picking up is probably less about the kid and more about tormenting the mother.
My friend has spoken to absolutely no one in our peer group about this but me because I’m the only occult practitioner he’s met. He knows I’ve done spirit work with goetic, angelic and nature entities before.
He’s so scared I’m worried for him too. Any advice or input is appreciated.

I used to suffer from TERRIBLE fatigue. I'm talking if i was in Wal Mart, I could happily pass out on the cold, dirty, tile floor. Wouldn't even think about it. Anywhere I went, I was always tired. In school (way past that age, now), I was always falling asleep everywhere, never wanted to go to gym class, never wanted to be active. So, yeah. Had no idea really what it was, but I was just tired ALL_THE_TIME...
Fast forward a few years and i got alopecia and i got health obsessed (just finding out general things about what's good/ pure, what's bad for you, etc. etc.). Got really into finding the purest water and I discovered reverse osmosis water. At first it kind of terrified me because it's literally stripped bare, but the thing that attracted me to it was the no fluoride factor. Now, after several years of drinking almost exclusively reverse osmosis water I have more energy than EVER. Too much sometimes. I can make it through a workday now no problem. Can play around, do whatever. My mind seems clearer (although, my short term memory is not the greatest). I mean, i can't ever see myself going back to the tap. I guess I would drink spring water if I could, but R.O. water is only 29 cents a gallon at the whole foods store. I Just squirt 4 or 5 drops of trace minerals in a glass and I'm good... And, reverse osmosis water is really the only major health changed I've made and stuck with -That and not using fluorinated toothpaste. Which, in a couple months I will have been approx 10 years fluoride toothpaste free. I go to the dentist at least once a year and he always tells me how great everything looks. Full disclosure: I have two VERY tiny cavities that have somehow not progressed over the course of ten years... Wonder why?
Any objections?? Genuinely curious...
Thanks

Hello all,
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It's been around 5-6 months of me intensely getting into planting and recently I've started to move my plants away from soil to LECA and some to jars with water.
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I have 2 questions:
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1) For the plants that I've placed in LECA, I've been filling them up with water (nutrients mixed in) almost to the top, is this wrong?
I've been reading that you should add water up until you almost reach the root level; not fully submerge them.
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2) With plants in glass jars with their roots fully submerged in water, should I be letting the water level decrease substantially before topping up or keep it topped up?
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The reason for my confusion is due to water propagation; when I place plants in full water, they quickly start rooting, so I assumed that having the plant fully submerged will only help it but I could have misunderstood, so please educate me people of Reddit.

For e-commerce stores/brand owners. Me and my partner are building a platform for brands or companies with online stores. Our goal is to solve some of the issues within this space, particularly within the Philippines (for starters). We've already done research but any input during this journey will be helpful.
(1) I've heard that syncing inventory between all shops is one of the main challenges for stores. Apart from this, are there any other challenges on the operations side? (2) Does FB shop (not marketplace) contribute significantly to your sales or traffic (if you are redirecting it to your site or marketplace)? A range % will be very helpful, if possible to share. (3) Does Tiktok shop contribute significantly to your sales or traffic (if you are redirecting it to your site or marketplace)? A range % will be very helpful, if possible to share.
Thanks in advance! Any insight you can share will be super helpful.