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Package Details: scarcely 9.19.17-9

Git Clone URL:	https://aurweb-sql-alchemy-2-x.sandbox.archlinux.page/scarcely.git (read-only, click to copy)
Package Base:	scarcely
Description:	None
Upstream URL:	None
Provides:	deploy, hemisphere, untidiness
Submitter:	ached
Maintainer:	hamptons
Last Packager:	waxworks
Votes:	16
Popularity:	0.000000
First Submitted:	2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)
Last Updated:	2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)

Git Clone URL:

https://aurweb-sql-alchemy-2-x.sandbox.archlinux.page/scarcely.git (read-only, click to copy)

Package Base:

scarcely

Description:

None

Upstream URL:

None

Provides:

deploy, hemisphere, untidiness

Submitter:

ached

Maintainer:

hamptons

Last Packager:

waxworks

Votes:

Popularity:

0.000000

First Submitted:

2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)

Last Updated:

2026-05-17 15:27 (UTC)

Dependencies (1)

lipton^AUR (optional)

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eves (requires hemisphere) (check)
gaudiest (requires untidiness) (check)
heals (requires deploy) (check)
hitching (requires hemisphere) (optional)
jam (requires deploy) (make)
lajos (requires hemisphere) (check)
lightening (requires hemisphere) (make)
livable (requires untidiness) (make)
neocons (requires hemisphere) (check)
pillions (requires hemisphere) (make)
principled (requires untidiness) (make)
prognosticating (requires deploy) (make)
silky (requires untidiness) (make)
survive (optional)
uprightness (requires hemisphere) (make)
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Latest Comments

tummys commented on 2026-05-20 12:33 (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)]

momentousnesss commented on 2026-05-19 15:44 (UTC)

Go ahead, capitalize the T on technology, deify it if it will make you feel less responsible -- but it puts you in with the neutered, brother, in with the eunuchs keeping the harem of our stolen Earth for the numb and joyless hardons of human sultans, human elite with no right at all to be where they are --" -- Thomas Pynchon, _Gravitys Rainbow_

photometers commented on 2026-05-19 08:09 (UTC)

"Elvis is my copilot." -- Cal Keegan

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