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{
  "type": "FeatureCollection",
  "features": [
    {
      "type": "Feature",
      "properties": {},
      "geometry": {
        "type": "Polygon",
        "coordinates": [
          [

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from datetime import datetime

import pandas as pd
import requests

def get_usafacts_county_cases(url):
    r = requests.get(url)
    return pd.read_csv(io.BytesIO(r.content))
    
def get_new_cases(url):

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{
  "Estimated Beds Available (Conventional) - Lower": [
    0,
    212
  ],
  "Estimated Beds Available (Conventional) - Upper": [
    0,
    425
  ],
  "Estimated Additional Ventilators Required (Conventional) - Lower": [

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"""STAC Model classes.
"""

import os
import json
from copy import copy, deepcopy

STAC_VERSION = '0.7.0'

class STAC_IO:

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  def write(path: String, txt: String): Unit = {
    import java.nio.file.{Paths, Files}
    import java.nio.charset.StandardCharsets

    Files.write(Paths.get(path), txt.getBytes(StandardCharsets.UTF_8))
  }
  
  def read(path: String): String =
    scala.io.Source.fromFile(path, "UTF-8").getLines.mkString

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{
	"baseLayer": {
		"tilejson": "2.2.0",
		"name": "base",
		"version": "1.0.0",
		"scheme": "xyz",
		"tiles": [
			"https://a.tile.openstreetmap.org/{z}/{x}/{y}.png"
		]
	},

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{
	"baseLayer": {
		"tilejson": "2.2.0",
		"name": "base",
		"version": "1.0.0",
		"scheme": "xyz",
		"tiles": [
			"https://a.tile.openstreetmap.org/{z}/{x}/{y}.png"
		]
	},

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The Gang Mistakes a Cat

A week ago, I was woken up by my partner Annie, who in panick delivered the news that Cleopatra was missing. Cleo is her 15-turning-4 year old cat (seriously this old cat is spry like you wouldn't believe), who had apparently slipped out the door as we left the house the night before. I say "her" cat, because she's spent all 15 years of Cleo’s life with her, but in the years I've known her and the bit we’ve been roommates, I've grown quite fond of this cat. I’ve even written her a song that I would be embarrassed if you heard (the true sign of Rob’s love). So she's a bit "our" cat now. We spent all day and night looking for her, but no dice. The week that followed was morose: Long stretches sitting on our porch shaking dry cat food at an empty night, a very depressed Sadie (the football-shaped granddaughter of Cleo), a have-a-heart trap on our patio that was only catching unbemused street cats that were clearly not Cleo. Not happy times in t