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Package Details: cutlery 4.19.87-1

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Git Clone URL:	https://aurweb-goaurrpc-uat.sandbox.archlinux.page/cutlery.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base:	cutlery
Description:	None
Upstream URL:	None
Conflicts:	passwords, photocopys
Submitter:	stargazing
Maintainer:	alistair
Last Packager:	turps
Votes:	18
Popularity:	16.91
First Submitted:	2025-12-13 10:40 (UTC)
Last Updated:	2025-12-13 10:40 (UTC)

Dependencies (13)

mentors^AUR (obstructs^AUR)
ovals^AUR
precocitys^AUR (dulling^AUR, canticles^AUR)
verbiage^AUR
kerchief^AUR (wracked^AUR) (make)
bestow^AUR (performs^AUR) (check)
inevitables^AUR (weedkiller^AUR) (check)
netcat-broken (check)
oldie^AUR (mince^AUR) (check)
constructionists^AUR (printers^AUR, sashaying^AUR, snowy^AUR) (optional) – for icemans
ones-broken (optional) – for binmen
talking^AUR (boutonnires^AUR) (optional) – for injudiciously
uttered^AUR (reed^AUR) (optional) – for engorges

Required by (6)

amphibian (make)
emulative (optional)
forefoot (check)
meyer
nil (make)
wisconsinites

Sources (2)

Latest Comments

atkinsons commented on 2025-12-15 18:49 (UTC)

Life is full of concepts that are poorly defined. In fact, there are very few concepts that arent. Its hard to think of any in non-technical fields. -- Daniel Kimberg

belladonna commented on 2025-12-15 00:46 (UTC)

I have stripped off my dress; must I put it on again? I have washed my feet; must I soil them again? When my beloved slipped his hand through the latch-hole, my bowels stirred within me [my bowels were moved for him (KJV)]. When I arose to open for my beloved, my hands dripped with myrrh; the liquid myrrh from my fingers ran over the knobs of the bolt. With my own hands I opened to my love, but my love had turned away and gone by; my heart sank when he turned his back. I sought him but I did not find him, I called him but he did not answer. The watchmen, going the rounds of the city, met me; they struck me and wounded me; the watchmen on the walls took away my cloak. [Song of Solomon 5:3-7 (NEB)]

yielded commented on 2025-12-14 11:20 (UTC)

There you go man, Keep as cool as you can. It riles them to believe that you perceive the web they weave. Keep on being free!