Netzwerkkamera
- Kameraart: LAN
- Auflösung: 1.920 Pixel x 1.080 Pixel
- 25 Bilder/s Bildfrequenz
- Power over Ethernet (IEEE 802.3af)
- Bewegungsmelder
- Nachtsicht
- Schutzart: IP 66
- Bedienbar mit Smartphone
- Speicherkartenslot: Micro-SD
- Anschlüsse: Audioausgang (Cinch), Audioeingang (Cinch), Ethernet RJ45 (10/100 Mbit)
- Maße: B112,50 mm x H88 mm x T112,50 mm
- Gewicht: 700 g
- Schild aus Naturschiefer
- Material: Naturschiefer mit Juteseil zum Aufhängen
- Eigenschaften: Wasserdicht, lichtbeständig, für Innen- und Außenbereich geeignet
- Maße: Breite 60 cm, Länge 100 cm, Höhe 10 mm
- Material: 100% Polypropylen
- Fußbodenheizungsgeeignet, Outdoorgeeignet
- Pflegehinweise: Ausklopfen, regelmäßig absaugen, nicht waschbar
- Spider-Man: No Way Home (Extended Version
- Kompatibler Aktivkohlefilter für Dunstabzugshauben
- Effektive Filtration von Fett und unangenehmen Gerüchen
- Austausch alle 3 - 6 Monate empfohlen
- Einfache Reinigung in der Geschirrspülmaschine
- Durchmesser 20 cm, Höhe 3 cm
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'Darkly funny and startlingly contemporary, full of witty one-liners and stop-you-in-your-tracks observations about romance, work, and life.' (Monica Heisey, author of Really Good, Actually)
Introduced by Jeff VanderMeer - ''a classic: stunning, dangerous, darkly beautiful'' - welcome to the post-apocalyptic White Lotus: a luxury hotel at the end of the world in this lost 1967 dystopia ... ''Chilling and prescient.'' Andrew Hunter Murray ''Elemental and true.'' Kiran Millwood Hargrave ''Mesmerizing.'' Sandra Newman ''Like someone from the future screaming to us.'' Salena Godden The day we came up from the shelters four people were found dead on the steps of the hotel. Welcome to Termush: a luxury coastal resort like no other. All the wealthy guests are survivors: preppers who reserved rooms long before the Disaster. Inside, they embrace exclusive radiation shelters, ambient music and lavish provisions; outside, radioactive dust falls on the sculpture park, security men step over dead birds, and a reconnaissance party embarks. Despite weathering a nuclear apocalypse, their problems are only just beginning. Soon, the Management begins censoring news; disruptive guests are sedated; initial generosity towards Strangers ceases as fears of contamination and limited resources grow. But as the numbers - and desperation - of external survivors increase, admist this moral fallout, they must decide what it means to forge a new ethical code at the end (or beginning?) of the world ... Translated by Sylvia Clayton
Lose yourself in this tumultuous Swedish family saga, introduced by Sarah Moss ('a masterpiece') Judit is stubborn and singular, distant and unyielding. She is called Queen. Her realm is a windswept farm on a misty Swedish coastline.When she is nine, her dying mother places Judit's brother Viktor in her arms, and the two are bonded for life. Together with their silent brother, Albert,they forge a precarious family. But Judit has her secrets; she dreams amidst the salt spray. And when Viktor emigrates to America, the ground beneath her feet forever shifts. Translated into English for the first time, Queen (1964)is a visionary family saga: a mythic epic in miniature, mystical and anarchic. One of the greatest Swedish novelists of all time, Birgitta Trotzig casts another worldly light across the souls of her characters - and her readers. Translated by Saskia Vogel 'Fear, rage, love, resentment: the full range of human emotion is here . . . A story fuelled by inevitability and cold beauty.' Sarah Moss
For fans of I Who Have Never Known Men, a 'creepily prescient' (Margaret Atwood) lost dystopian 'masterpiece' (Emily St. John Mandel): in a nightmarish Britain, THEY are coming closer. 'A creepily prescient tale ... Insidiously horrifying!' Margaret Atwood 'A masterpiece of creeping dread.' Emily St. John Mandel 'As creepy, tense and strange as when I first read it 40 years ago.' Ian Rankin This is Britain: but not as we know it. THEY are coming closer . . . THEY begin with a dead dog, shadowy footsteps, confiscated books. Soon the National Gallery is purged; eerie towers survey the coast; savage mobs stalk the countryside destroying artworks - and those who resist. THEY capture dissidents - writers, painters, musicians, even the unmarried and childless - in military sweeps, 'curing' these subversives of individual identity. Survivors gather together as cultural refugees, preserving their crafts, creating, loving and remembering. But THEY make it easier to forget ... Lost for over forty years, Kay Dick's They (1977) is a rediscovered dystopian masterpiece of art under attack: a cry from the soul against censorship, a radical celebration of non-conformity - and a warning.
Introduced by Jeff VanderMeer - ''a classic: stunning, dangerous, darkly beautiful'' - welcome to the post-apocalyptic White Lotus: a luxury hotel at the end of the world in this lost 1967 dystopia ... ''Chilling and prescient.'' Andrew Hunter Murray ''Elemental and true.'' Kiran Millwood Hargrave ''Mesmerizing.'' Sandra Newman ''Like someone from the future screaming to us.'' Salena Godden The day we came up from the shelters four people were found dead on the steps of the hotel. Welcome to Termush: a luxury coastal resort like no other. All the wealthy guests are survivors: preppers who reserved rooms long before the Disaster. Inside, they embrace exclusive radiation shelters, ambient music and lavish provisions; outside, radioactive dust falls on the sculpture park, security men step over dead birds, and a reconnaissance party embarks. Despite weathering a nuclear apocalypse, their problems are only just beginning. Soon, the Management begins censoring news; disruptive guests are sedated; initial generosity towards Strangers ceases as fears of contamination and limited resources grow. But as the numbers - and desperation - of external survivors increase, admist this moral fallout, they must decide what it means to forge a new ethical code at the end (or beginning?) of the world ... Translated by Sylvia Clayton
Gwendolyn Brooks (1917 - 2000) was an American poet, educator, and civil rights activist based in Chicago. Her first collection, A Street in Bronzeville (1945), was greeted with critical acclaim and a Guggenheim fellowship. Annie Allen (1949) won the Pulitzer Prize in 1950, making her the first ever Black author to do so; and her only novel, Maud Martha, was published in 1953. In The Mecca (1968) was nominated for the National Book Award, the same year she was appointed Poet Laureate of Illinois. Brooks was an inspiring role model and active participant in the 1960s and 1970s Black Arts Movement, leaving an international house to join the up-and-coming Black publisher Broadside Press. In 1976, she became the first Black woman inducted into the American Academy of Arts and Letters; and in 1985, the first to become Library of Congress Consultant in Poetry. She also published two volumes of autobiography and a book for children, and won a National Endowment for the Arts Lifetime Achievement Award. In 1939, Brooks had married Henry Lowington Blakely, Jr, whom she met after joining Chicago's NAACP Youth Council, and they had two children. Throughout her life, Brooks taught young writers and held numerous academic posts - she was awarded over seventy honorary degrees - and became a professor of English at Chicago State University in 1990 until her death in 2000.