Classification of Banana Ripeness with KNN using Arduino Uno

At that time in early 2022, I took a pattern recognition course and was asked to create a project for the course. My lecturer asked students to develop a classification system with any machine…

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Exotic Eyes

Killing him with her glance

Shit; he thought to himself, approaching the door of the beach house he’d spent an hour tracking on his GPS, despite it being a short walking distance from his hotel.

Why did he sign up for this?

The loud music and chatter stemming from indoors overwhelmed his ears and informed him of the picture he was about to face. A party. Only he was not in the mood for it tonight; not as a man approaching middle age who had not moved his body any more than what was required for the occasional stroll from his office to back home.

That was back in Seattle, hours away from the suburbs of Mexico he was holidaying in thanks to the ingenious idea of his younger coworker who reminded him of his much needed break. But now, standing below the freshly seasoned moonlight reflecting the vibrant energy of people half his age, he felt like a weed in a field of roses.

He could just stay outside; he figured. Admire the navy blue ocean that would refrain from judging him for his silvering hair and crinkled eyes. He commenced his walk towards the sea, guided by the sound of the waves that blocked the booming tunes from the background as he gradually neared them.

Peace. Perhaps he was not cut for interaction with anyone that night. Just him and the water that was willing to fill the void that prompted him to travel thousands of miles in search of… nothing. There was nothing in the grand resort that served him excitement anymore. He could just pack up and leave the very next day. At least that was his motive until he gained sight of a breathtaking view a few feet away from him.

A woman with a face he’d never in a million years encountered, with skin as golden as the sand she buried her feet in.

His palms crashed the back of his head as he sighed; this has to be joke. Why, out of all the men to be found in the party behind them, did he have to be the one blessed with this beautiful vision?

She must be a goddess; he pondered. The kind that has been praised in works of the world’s greatest artists for centuries. And now she had come to life, animated by her wavy hair that swayed along the rhythm of the wind. The same wind that begged him to approach her.

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