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A tradução de 𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆 deve ser 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒐́𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒐(𝒂)(𝒔). Não me interessa que «inapropriado» também esteja dicionarizado, porque os dicionários são uns sítios mal-frequentados 😤. Quando a 𝑫𝒐𝒏𝒂, é do mais português que pode haver, e é uma bela curiosidade, que possamos tratar a nossa mãe plebeia como tratamos uma rainha. 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒂̂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒍𝒐 𝒅𝒂 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒛𝒂 (𝑇𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑆𝑎𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠) num daqueles canais por cabo que não mostra quem legendou (eu sei que se percebe qual é nas fotos), mas a nossa ATAV já me elucidou: t radução e legendagem da Sara David Lopes.

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  Unlike Maggie, I’ve met many women getting a divorce in their 20s. Also unlike Maggie, they didn’t seem to be spiraling, maybe because they had children and / or elders to take care of, jobs to keep in order to support themselves and others.  Still, I found Maggie’s journey very relatable, we both went through similar post-breakup highs and lows. Albeit a huge book, I read it over one weekend, while traveling, which gives me so much pride. Five boxes of whatever poison you need.

 By Sam Tabahriti for Reuters Barry Cunningham didn't grow up surrounded by books — but he grew up hugging them. A sickly child in post-war London, he found solace in stories, escaping into the worlds of Becky Sharp from "Vanity Fair" and Long John Silver from "Treasure Island." That early love of reading — visceral, imaginative, and deeply personal — would go on to shape his career in publishing. Though best known as the original publisher of "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone," Cunningham's influence stretches far beyond Hogwarts. Since founding Chicken House in 2000, he has championed countless stories that treat children as discerning readers with rich emotional lives. Speaking with Reuters from his office in western England, Cunningham, now age 72, reflects on what drew him to children's books, the legacy of Harry Potter, and what’s next for him as he prepares for retirement at the end of the year. The following conversation has...

As tradutoras não são para aqui chamadas, mas têm levado com toda a má-língua desta tribo lusa, essa colectividade pacífica de revoltados.* Por Rita Sousa Vieira para a FNAC Foi com Astérix que Fabcaro e Didier Conrad descobriram a paixão pela banda desenhada. Hoje, dão continuidade ao legado de Goscinny e Uderzo, divertindo-se a criar novas aventuras. Em Astérix na Lusitânia , atendem ao antigo pedido dos fãs e trazem os gauleses até Portugal, num dos seus emblemáticos “álbuns de viagem”, onde o bacalhau, o fado e a saudade se cruzam com a eterna resistência ao Império Romano. O que vos levou a escolher a Lusitânia como cenário para esta nova aventura de Astérix ? Fabcaro: É um álbum de viagem, era importante que partissem mesmo numa. Fui ver por onde já tinham andado e reparei que nunca tinham vindo a Portugal. Para mim, a escolha era óbvia: afinal, é mesmo ao lado da Gália. Além disso, gosto muito de Portugal. Já cá estive várias vezes como turista. Falei disso ao edi...

As usual, in terms of translation and localization, did you notice English goes with "intangible" whereas most other (Latin) languages go with (their variation of) "immaterial," also including German (not Latin-based)? Fascinating 🧩     UNESCO  

Find Korrine on LinkedIN and Substack . Togo’s first president was gunned down at his own gate in 1963. His crime? Daring to reject France’s money. Sylvanus Olympio wanted more than a flag and an anthem. He wanted a currency for his people. A future not chained to Paris. For that, he was shot dead by Togolese soldiers trained in France. Africa’s first post-independence coup. The weapon was not just the gun. It was the CFA franc. Created in 1945, it forced African nations to deposit their reserves in the French Treasury. It gave Paris veto power over African economies. It made independence a flag ceremony... and nothing more. France called it “stability.” In truth, it was financial slavery. An empire without the cost of soldiers. Olympio was killed. Lumumba was killed. Sankara was killed. Nkrumah was overthrown. The message was written in blood: Africa may raise its flags. But touch the money... and you will fall. And what did it mean for the people? A farmer in Togo sells cocoa for pe...