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4.3 Determine Focal Spot, Condition : Unknown Real Im- age When the real sharp image is not known, we are faced with the problem of finding the focal spot shape i.e. PSF from only the output blurred image. This leads to the concept of blind deconvolution. Since, the process of blind deconvolution has been a heavy mathematical problem with various uncertainties, we try to approximate the ideal real image with the information obtained from blurred image or images. If we are trying to approximate the

isn't gone, he works for me. He is one of my guards." Everyone's eyes were on Belle now and she knew she needed to explain. "He was on the run, most kingdoms want him dead. I do not see him as a villian, he is only trying to help the poor. So he disguises himself as my guard, helps with the animals in return for me hiding his merry men and son. Right now, he is on his way to find the Sheriff of Nottingham, he killed his wife." Regina's eyes were wide, Tink was grinning ear to ear and Rumpel was amused

Gather ye ‘round, gather ye ‘round! Shoulder yourself in amongst the crowd that’s growing around the oven and take a gander through that glass…magic baked goods are transforming before your very eyes! We’re not talking about Toll House cookies or soufflés either. We’re talking Shrinky Dinks. No, you can’t eat them—they’re plastic. But you wouldn’t want to—they’re also art. Shrinky Dinks entered the toy and craft scene in 1973. Inside the boxes were sheets of plastic—they came with either outlined

be voluntarily or with a gun to your head” James stated as he waved his gun in my face. Feeling as though I had no choice, I started forced myself to stand up, struggling to function after Jay’s sudden death. I could see James from the corner of my eye, walking back forth across the room impatiently, muttering gibberish to himself. As I stood up, James pointed his gun at me and ushered me to the stone barricade. I started pushing it to the side, trying to make enough space for me to go through the

like your sweater." a dulcet voice compliments. I look up to see a petite girl, maybe a few inches shorter than I, shyly standing in front of me. Her wavy brown hair falls past her shoulders and framing the soft features of her cute face. Her grey eyes seem to sparkle in the slight sunlight peaking out on the chilly autumn day. She gives me a nervous look, seemingly anxious to how I will react to her comment. "Tha-thank you." I stutter, looking up from my note book. This was freshman year for me

Ms.Boycusulickio -abbreviated to Ms. Boy- was enjoying her day, relaxing on the vast advanced starship that she called home. She was an alien that had planned to leave for Earth in an attempt to control their government and media to persuade the humans to obey her through her YouTube videos of daring and dangerous stunts, like teaching. Suddenly, there was a sudden obnoxious buzzing coming from her wrist, she looked to see who could have called her at this time. Turns out that it was her superior

It was sad to see it in this state of disrepair, and she hoped to remedy that soon. From somewhere in the stillness, she felt a soft breeze on her neck and heard a faint whisper in her ear “Lacey....” A trickle of fear ran down her spine as she gave a furtive glance around the room. She was alone, wasn’t she? Were there vagrants in the area? Afraid and needing to hear a human voice, she called out, “Hello? Is anyone here?” Complete silence. Terror seized control, and she ran at breakneck speed

When morning time comes around, everyone can see things very clearly because of the sun. But when night time comes things are very hard to see. This is very like working at a hospital where a nurse cannot really tell what is wrong with a person simply by looking at them. They must use special equipment to check the patient and see what is wrong with him. Some examples of special equipment include x rays, scanners, and other radiology tests. One of these radiology tests is called Intravenous (IV)

judging her on her imperfections. We didn't get to see much of Aminadab in the story, I feel he had a good and valid role in this story. It showed that how one person looks at you doesn’t define you. Her husband found her looks not well. But through the eyes of others she was beautiful. At the end of the story after she drinks the deadly poison, She realizes the foolishness that has been done and sees her worth then. As the birth mark leaves her cheek is when she realizes that she is one of a kind and

her knees hugged to her chest in disgust, and her mind filled with guilt. “I’ll never do it again” “Why am I like this?” she says aloud, standing up slowly only to meet eyes with a ghost in the mirror. She stares at her features, her ribs poking out, yet her gray skin sagging so low. She stares back into her own bloodshot eyes. Who would have thought this habit would be so hard to break? She’ll never forget the very first time she grew a bond with what she thought was her new best friend, but soon