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Multi-platform graphical tool for working with Firebird databases

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Product on the market

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Experience in DBMS development

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Supports English
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Finally, a niche but passionate group of literary bloggers associates with a series of unpublished short stories that circulate via PDF in private writing circles. The stories—often magical realist tales set in a fictional Andalusian village called Al-Ghorba —feature a recurring character named Leila, who can communicate with larks.

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