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🍷🎉 Georgian wine is apparently the OG of all wines, boasting an 8,000-year-old uninterrupted legacy. Meanwhile, the rest of us are just struggling to figure out how to pronounce "sommelier" without embarrassing ourselves. 🤦♂️ #Cheers to ancient grape juice! 🥂
https://www.wsetglobal.com/knowledge-centre/blog/2023/july/05/exploring-georgian-wine-history-grape-varieties-styles-and-amber-wine/ #GeorgianWine #AncientLegacy #WineHistory #Sommelier #Pronunciation #HackerNews #ngated -
Mating of the Deer and Fox (Part 1: Fawn)
The Inacar woman looked across the clearing and shrank back. The man she’d just spotted examined her curiously. He was tall with broad shoulders. Fox tails dangled from his red hair, and a vulpine face adorned his bare, brawny chest.
“Lost?” he asked in a Shaw accent.
She nodded and looked back the way she’d come. The branches hung over the animal track in a tangled mass. Fleeing would be #totally impossible.
Her eyes returned to the Shaw. He was kneeling now, looking at her with a narrow, calculating gaze, as if she were a frightened titmouse or fawn. She shivered, remembering the stories about how the Shaw treated captured women.
“You don’t need to be frightened,” he said. “I won’t hurt you.” His tone held no trace of guile, but could she trust that?
“You’re a Shaw.” Her voice was a whisper, barely loud enough to reach him.
“I’m an in-between, no longer a Shaw.”
“Oathless,” she said. Fear still trembled in her voice.
“That’s what your people call me. Those that were mine have no name for me, for I no longer exist.”
He slowly reached behind him and pulled a pack from where it had been hidden in the ferns.
“If you’re cold, I can make a fire,” he said. “I also have food. Perhaps we can share.” He looked at the basket she held.
She took a hesitant, fawn-like step forward. “I was picking mushrooms and got lost.”
He nodded but said nothing.
She took another step forward when a loud crash came from the bushes. She froze, staring.
“It’s just a deer I was hunting. Perhaps one of your kin?” His laugh was a pleasant rumble in his chest. She liked the sound and stepped closer.
In response, he took off his cloak and laid it on the ground. “Sit while I gather wood.”
To be Continued
Note 1: #FanFiction for a yet-to-be-published book, “Soul Fire” by Jesse Sprague.
Note 2: #Kickstarter “Soul Fire” by Jesse Sprague. -
Mating of the Deer and Fox (Part 1: Fawn)
The Inacar woman looked across the clearing and shrank back. The man she’d just spotted examined her curiously. He was tall with broad shoulders. Fox tails dangled from his red hair, and a vulpine face adorned his bare, brawny chest.
“Lost?” he asked in a Shaw accent.
She nodded and looked back the way she’d come. The branches hung over the animal track in a tangled mass. Fleeing would be #totally impossible.
Her eyes returned to the Shaw. He was kneeling now, looking at her with a narrow, calculating gaze, as if she were a frightened titmouse or fawn. She shivered, remembering the stories about how the Shaw treated captured women.
“You don’t need to be frightened,” he said. “I won’t hurt you.” His tone held no trace of guile, but could she trust that?
“You’re a Shaw.” Her voice was a whisper, barely loud enough to reach him.
“I’m an in-between, no longer a Shaw.”
“Oathless,” she said. Fear still trembled in her voice.
“That’s what your people call me. Those that were mine have no name for me, for I no longer exist.”
He slowly reached behind him and pulled a pack from where it had been hidden in the ferns.
“If you’re cold, I can make a fire,” he said. “I also have food. Perhaps we can share.” He looked at the basket she held.
She took a hesitant, fawn-like step forward. “I was picking mushrooms and got lost.”
He nodded but said nothing.
She took another step forward when a loud crash came from the bushes. She froze, staring.
“It’s just a deer I was hunting. Perhaps one of your kin?” His laugh was a pleasant rumble in his chest. She liked the sound and stepped closer.
In response, he took off his cloak and laid it on the ground. “Sit while I gather wood.”
To be Continued
Note 1: #FanFiction for a yet-to-be-published book, “Soul Fire” by Jesse Sprague.
Note 2: #Kickstarter “Soul Fire” by Jesse Sprague. -
Mating of the Deer and Fox (Part 1: Fawn)
The Inacar woman looked across the clearing and shrank back. The man she’d just spotted examined her curiously. He was tall with broad shoulders. Fox tails dangled from his red hair, and a vulpine face adorned his bare, brawny chest.
“Lost?” he asked in a Shaw accent.
She nodded and looked back the way she’d come. The branches hung over the animal track in a tangled mass. Fleeing would be #totally impossible.
Her eyes returned to the Shaw. He was kneeling now, looking at her with a narrow, calculating gaze, as if she were a frightened titmouse or fawn. She shivered, remembering the stories about how the Shaw treated captured women.
“You don’t need to be frightened,” he said. “I won’t hurt you.” His tone held no trace of guile, but could she trust that?
“You’re a Shaw.” Her voice was a whisper, barely loud enough to reach him.
“I’m an in-between, no longer a Shaw.”
“Oathless,” she said. Fear still trembled in her voice.
“That’s what your people call me. Those that were mine have no name for me, for I no longer exist.”
He slowly reached behind him and pulled a pack from where it had been hidden in the ferns.
“If you’re cold, I can make a fire,” he said. “I also have food. Perhaps we can share.” He looked at the basket she held.
She took a hesitant, fawn-like step forward. “I was picking mushrooms and got lost.”
He nodded but said nothing.
She took another step forward when a loud crash came from the bushes. She froze, staring.
“It’s just a deer I was hunting. Perhaps one of your kin?” His laugh was a pleasant rumble in his chest. She liked the sound and stepped closer.
In response, he took off his cloak and laid it on the ground. “Sit while I gather wood.”
To be Continued
Note 1: #FanFiction for a yet-to-be-published book, “Soul Fire” by Jesse Sprague.
Note 2: #Kickstarter “Soul Fire” by Jesse Sprague. -
Mating of the Deer and Fox (Part 1: Fawn)
The Inacar woman looked across the clearing and shrank back. The man she’d just spotted examined her curiously. He was tall with broad shoulders. Fox tails dangled from his red hair, and a vulpine face adorned his bare, brawny chest.
“Lost?” he asked in a Shaw accent.
She nodded and looked back the way she’d come. The branches hung over the animal track in a tangled mass. Fleeing would be #totally impossible.
Her eyes returned to the Shaw. He was kneeling now, looking at her with a narrow, calculating gaze, as if she were a frightened titmouse or fawn. She shivered, remembering the stories about how the Shaw treated captured women.
“You don’t need to be frightened,” he said. “I won’t hurt you.” His tone held no trace of guile, but could she trust that?
“You’re a Shaw.” Her voice was a whisper, barely loud enough to reach him.
“I’m an in-between, no longer a Shaw.”
“Oathless,” she said. Fear still trembled in her voice.
“That’s what your people call me. Those that were mine have no name for me, for I no longer exist.”
He slowly reached behind him and pulled a pack from where it had been hidden in the ferns.
“If you’re cold, I can make a fire,” he said. “I also have food. Perhaps we can share.” He looked at the basket she held.
She took a hesitant, fawn-like step forward. “I was picking mushrooms and got lost.”
He nodded but said nothing.
She took another step forward when a loud crash came from the bushes. She froze, staring.
“It’s just a deer I was hunting. Perhaps one of your kin?” His laugh was a pleasant rumble in his chest. She liked the sound and stepped closer.
In response, he took off his cloak and laid it on the ground. “Sit while I gather wood.”
To be Continued
Note 1: #FanFiction for a yet-to-be-published book, “Soul Fire” by Jesse Sprague.
Note 2: #Kickstarter “Soul Fire” by Jesse Sprague. -
Mating of the Deer and Fox (Part 1: Fawn)
The Inacar woman looked across the clearing and shrank back. The man she’d just spotted examined her curiously. He was tall with broad shoulders. Fox tails dangled from his red hair, and a vulpine face adorned his bare, brawny chest.
“Lost?” he asked in a Shaw accent.
She nodded and looked back the way she’d come. The branches hung over the animal track in a tangled mass. Fleeing would be #totally impossible.
Her eyes returned to the Shaw. He was kneeling now, looking at her with a narrow, calculating gaze, as if she were a frightened titmouse or fawn. She shivered, remembering the stories about how the Shaw treated captured women.
“You don’t need to be frightened,” he said. “I won’t hurt you.” His tone held no trace of guile, but could she trust that?
“You’re a Shaw.” Her voice was a whisper, barely loud enough to reach him.
“I’m an in-between, no longer a Shaw.”
“Oathless,” she said. Fear still trembled in her voice.
“That’s what your people call me. Those that were mine have no name for me, for I no longer exist.”
He slowly reached behind him and pulled a pack from where it had been hidden in the ferns.
“If you’re cold, I can make a fire,” he said. “I also have food. Perhaps we can share.” He looked at the basket she held.
She took a hesitant, fawn-like step forward. “I was picking mushrooms and got lost.”
He nodded but said nothing.
She took another step forward when a loud crash came from the bushes. She froze, staring.
“It’s just a deer I was hunting. Perhaps one of your kin?” His laugh was a pleasant rumble in his chest. She liked the sound and stepped closer.
In response, he took off his cloak and laid it on the ground. “Sit while I gather wood.”
To be Continued
Note 1: #FanFiction for a yet-to-be-published book, “Soul Fire” by Jesse Sprague.
Note 2: #Kickstarter “Soul Fire” by Jesse Sprague. -
Another major editor, Marcus Brauchli – who from 2008 to 2012 preceded Baron as #WashingtonPost‘s executive editor, & edited The WSJ before that – offered his own eviscerating criticism of #Bezos’ decision in a statement to the Beast: “There are perfectly good reasons a newspaper might give for not endorsing a presidential candidate.
“The Post didn’t offer any, & its timing was awful & looks, whatever the reasoning, #gutless or #craven.“
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Another major editor, Marcus Brauchli – who from 2008 to 2012 preceded Baron as #WashingtonPost‘s executive editor, & edited The WSJ before that – offered his own eviscerating criticism of #Bezos’ decision in a statement to the Beast: “There are perfectly good reasons a newspaper might give for not endorsing a presidential candidate.
“The Post didn’t offer any, & its timing was awful & looks, whatever the reasoning, #gutless or #craven.“
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Another major editor, Marcus Brauchli – who from 2008 to 2012 preceded Baron as #WashingtonPost‘s executive editor, & edited The WSJ before that – offered his own eviscerating criticism of #Bezos’ decision in a statement to the Beast: “There are perfectly good reasons a newspaper might give for not endorsing a presidential candidate.
“The Post didn’t offer any, & its timing was awful & looks, whatever the reasoning, #gutless or #craven.“
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Another major editor, Marcus Brauchli – who from 2008 to 2012 preceded Baron as #WashingtonPost‘s executive editor, & edited The WSJ before that – offered his own eviscerating criticism of #Bezos’ decision in a statement to the Beast: “There are perfectly good reasons a newspaper might give for not endorsing a presidential candidate.
“The Post didn’t offer any, & its timing was awful & looks, whatever the reasoning, #gutless or #craven.“
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Another major editor, Marcus Brauchli – who from 2008 to 2012 preceded Baron as #WashingtonPost‘s executive editor, & edited The WSJ before that – offered his own eviscerating criticism of #Bezos’ decision in a statement to the Beast: “There are perfectly good reasons a newspaper might give for not endorsing a presidential candidate.
“The Post didn’t offer any, & its timing was awful & looks, whatever the reasoning, #gutless or #craven.“
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Caris sat at the end of the driveway, #flipping a quarter. Carew tallied the heads & tails.
A guy in a suit that shimmered like a mylar balloon approached.
"You flip? I flip too," he said.
Caris eyed him. "Coins?" she asked.
"Nope!"
"Pancakes? Is it pancakes?" asked Carew, jumping up.
"Nope. It's houses!"
"Ooh! Can you do ours?" asked Caris.
He raised his hands. Bubbles came from his fingers, and the ranch rotated, roof into cellar, then back. The kids cheered.
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Caris sat at the end of the driveway, #flipping a quarter. Carew tallied the heads & tails.
A guy in a suit that shimmered like a mylar balloon approached.
"You flip? I flip too," he said.
Caris eyed him. "Coins?" she asked.
"Nope!"
"Pancakes? Is it pancakes?" asked Carew, jumping up.
"Nope. It's houses!"
"Ooh! Can you do ours?" asked Caris.
He raised his hands. Bubbles came from his fingers, and the ranch rotated, roof into cellar, then back. The kids cheered.
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Caris sat at the end of the driveway, #flipping a quarter. Carew tallied the heads & tails.
A guy in a suit that shimmered like a mylar balloon approached.
"You flip? I flip too," he said.
Caris eyed him. "Coins?" she asked.
"Nope!"
"Pancakes? Is it pancakes?" asked Carew, jumping up.
"Nope. It's houses!"
"Ooh! Can you do ours?" asked Caris.
He raised his hands. Bubbles came from his fingers, and the ranch rotated, roof into cellar, then back. The kids cheered.
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Caris sat at the end of the driveway, #flipping a quarter. Carew tallied the heads & tails.
A guy in a suit that shimmered like a mylar balloon approached.
"You flip? I flip too," he said.
Caris eyed him. "Coins?" she asked.
"Nope!"
"Pancakes? Is it pancakes?" asked Carew, jumping up.
"Nope. It's houses!"
"Ooh! Can you do ours?" asked Caris.
He raised his hands. Bubbles came from his fingers, and the ranch rotated, roof into cellar, then back. The kids cheered.
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Caris sat at the end of the driveway, #flipping a quarter. Carew tallied the heads & tails.
A guy in a suit that shimmered like a mylar balloon approached.
"You flip? I flip too," he said.
Caris eyed him. "Coins?" she asked.
"Nope!"
"Pancakes? Is it pancakes?" asked Carew, jumping up.
"Nope. It's houses!"
"Ooh! Can you do ours?" asked Caris.
He raised his hands. Bubbles came from his fingers, and the ranch rotated, roof into cellar, then back. The kids cheered.
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@selfe.bsky.social They're all on Bluesky, if the addresses were here on Mastodon I would! Actually I think I am following most of them, if not all! 😉
Believe it or not I still participate on the other site for #FBPE! We have to stay there to fight for our rights where evil is, otherwise we're just separated in echo chambers!
I'm also hoping the #FBPE #FollowBackFriday will pick up here! 🤞
And intend to work at it on #EU run Wsocial.eu too as soon as it launches, any day now! 😉
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Who Is Annie Duke?
If you’ve ever made a financial decision with incomplete information (and you have, because everyone has), you’ve experienced exactly what Annie Duke has spent her career studying. Duke is an author, speaker, and decision science consultant whose work sits at the intersection of cognitive psychology, risk, and human behavior. Her books have become widely recommended reads for anyone trying to make smarter decisions with money, in business, and in life.
From the Poker Table to the Bestseller List
Duke was born in 1965 in Concord, New Hampshire. She attended Columbia University, where she double-majored in English and psychology as part of the first co-ed class in the school’s history. She later pursued a Ph.D. in cognitive psychology at the University of Pennsylvania on a National Science Foundation Fellowship, where her research focused on cognitive linguistics.
She left her doctoral program before completing it to move to Las Vegas and play poker professionally, a decision that would eventually shape an entirely new career. Over the next two decades, she became one of the top poker players in the world, winning more than $4 million in tournament play. In 2004, she won a World Series of Poker gold bracelet and the invitation-only WSOP Tournament of Champions, a $2 million winner-take-all event. In 2010, she won the NBC National Heads-Up Poker Championship. She retired from professional poker in 2012.
Annie Duke’s Books on Decision Making
Duke’s most well-known work is Thinking in Bets: Making Smarter Decisions When You Don’t Have All the Facts, published in 2018 by Portfolio, an imprint of Penguin Random House. The book became a national bestseller and is frequently cited as one of the best books on decision making for people in finance, business, and investing.
The central idea of Thinking in Bets is that good decisions and good outcomes are not the same thing. We often judge our choices by how they turn out, but outcomes are partly determined by luck. Duke argues that the better approach is to evaluate the quality of your decision-making process rather than fixating on results. This framework is deeply relevant to investing, where market volatility can make even sound decisions look bad in the short term.
Her follow-up, How to Decide: Simple Tools for Making Better Choices, published in 2020, takes a more practical approach. It functions almost like a workbook, offering frameworks and exercises to help readers improve how they evaluate options, account for their own biases, and make more confident decisions without second-guessing themselves constantly.
In 2022, Duke published Quit: The Power of Knowing When to Walk Away. The book challenges the conventional wisdom that persistence always wins. Duke makes the case that knowing when to exit a bad situation, a failing strategy, or a sunk-cost trap is a skill, not a weakness. For investors who have ever held a losing position too long because they couldn’t bring themselves to sell, the book is particularly relevant.
Why Her Work Matters for Personal Finance
Duke’s academic background in cognitive psychology gives her books a foundation that goes beyond motivational advice. She draws on behavioral science to explain why people make the decisions they do, including why we are wired to avoid losses more than we seek gains, why we remember outcomes better than we remember reasoning, and why we tend to be overconfident in our own judgment.
These are not abstract problems. They show up every time someone holds a falling stock because selling it would feel like admitting a mistake. They show up when someone avoids looking at their budget because the numbers are uncomfortable. They show up when someone keeps contributing to a financial plan that stopped making sense years ago.
Understanding these tendencies is the first step toward correcting them, which is why many financial advisors and serious investors treat Duke’s books as essential reading.
Beyond the Books
Duke is also the co-founder of the Alliance for Decision Education, a nonprofit focused on bringing decision-making skills into middle and high school curricula. She has served on the board of the Franklin Institute in Philadelphia and has spoken at conferences for organizations across the financial services industry, including Susquehanna International Group and Citibank.
She is a Special Partner focused on Decision Science at First Round Capital, a seed-stage venture fund, where she coaches founders and investors through high-stakes decisions.
Is Annie Duke Worth Reading?
If you believe that how you think matters as much as what you know, then yes. Thinking in Bets in particular has earned a place alongside the classics of behavioral finance for its clear-eyed look at uncertainty and human judgment. It won’t tell you which stocks to buy or how to build a budget. What it will do is help you understand why you make the decisions you make and how to make better ones going forward.
That kind of self-awareness is one of the most underrated tools in personal finance.
#ActiveInvesting #AllianceForDecisionEducation #AnnieDuke #Author #Biography #Books #HowToDecide #Investing #PersonalFinance #Psychology #Quit #ThinkingInBets -
Bermudian Players Advance In #CIAA #Tennis #Games -
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/health.html#1Indigo Shibori Retreat (Pau, #France) -
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/media.html#4Gunfire at the White #House correspondents’ dinner is -
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/blog-page.html#3FLASH - An arson destroys the Botanical #Garden -
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/cities.html#35a#Florida’s influx of rich residents is killing the middle -
https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/p/news.html#7View all news from Cities in the World https://kensbookinfo.blogspot.com/2026/03/latest-news-from-countries-of-world_16.html
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#AUSTRALIA 🇦🇺 has a #farright #billionaire problem: #ClivePalmer the Auatralian MAGA moron
Trumpet of Patriots Party!! 🙄 Is this a joke?!
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"For a mass movement of youth and students to stop the war in Ukraine!"
An online meeting streamed at https://wsws.org/live on 2022-12-10 at 18:00 UTC.
Read more about the meeting: https://www.wsws.org/en/special/pages/mass-movement-youth-students-stop-us-nato-war-russia-ukraine.html
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CW: World Socialist Web Site on Mastodon?
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Musk’s attack on Twitter workers brings company to the brink of collapse:
https://www.wsws.org/en/articles/2022/11/19/uoyw-n19.html
"By their very nature as global communications platforms utilized by billions of people, social media platforms are incompatible with control by a single individual dictator with more money than anyone else on the planet."
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Save the date:
2022-12-10 18:00 UTC:
For a mass movement of youth and students to stop the war in Ukraine!
"We say to students and youth throughout the world: If we are to have a future, we must fight for it! We cannot stand on the sidelines while the ruling classes plot to turn the entire world into an inferno!"
#WSWS #IYSSE #Socialism #Students #Youth #Future #SocialismForFuture #SaveTheDate
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The final stage of the campaign of Will Lehman for UAW president: The rank-and-file vs. the bureaucratic union apparatus:
https://www.wsws.org/en/articles/2022/11/11/pers-n11.html
"The ruling class has long relied on lies and historical falsifications to separate workers from a historical understanding of the inextricable connection between the working class movement and socialism. This is breaking down."
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To end the cryptowars with a victory for the right to encryption and privacy, a socialist perspective is required. Get in contact with the Fourth International or one of its sections today: https://www.wsws.org/en/special/pages/icfi/contact.html
More about the Fourth International: https://www.wsws.org/en/special/pages/icfi/about.html
#Cryptowars #Encryption #Privacy #E2EE #Socialism #ICFI #FourthInternational
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"For international class struggle agains imperialist war! Wage war on Covid! Workers of the world, unite! For equality and socialism!"
International May Day online rally, May 1st at 3pm US eastern time (19:00 UTC). Sponsored by the World Socialist Website and the International Commitee of the Fourth International.
To the event: https://www.wsws.org/mayday
https://invidio.xamh.de/watch?v=ezkPwR_Xoy0
#WSWS #ICFI #FourthInternational #ClassStruggle #War #Covid #WorkingClass #Socialism #MayDay
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A few years ago, I tried setting up Guix System on WSL2. I succeeded after going through obscure GitHub issues and gists. Eventually, I stopped tinkering with it due to lack of time, but I'm happy to say that if I wanted to try again it's relatively easy to get a working Guix System on WSL2 with or without a working guix!
Arian Dehghani explains in his blog [2] that Guix provides an image builder for WSL2 such that you can install Guix on WSL2 simply by importing a (suspicious) pre-built tarball [1]!
[1] https://github.com/Arian-D/guix-wsl/
[2] https://arian-d.github.io/blog/posts/guix-on-wsl/1/2
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A few years ago, I tried setting up Guix System on WSL2. I succeeded after going through obscure GitHub issues and gists. Eventually, I stopped tinkering with it due to lack of time, but I'm happy to say that if I wanted to try again it's relatively easy to get a working Guix System on WSL2 with or without a working guix!
Arian Dehghani explains in his blog [2] that Guix provides an image builder for WSL2 such that you can install Guix on WSL2 simply by importing a (suspicious) pre-built tarball [1]!
[1] https://github.com/Arian-D/guix-wsl/
[2] https://arian-d.github.io/blog/posts/guix-on-wsl/1/2
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A few years ago, I tried setting up Guix System on WSL2. I succeeded after going through obscure GitHub issues and gists. Eventually, I stopped tinkering with it due to lack of time, but I'm happy to say that if I wanted to try again it's relatively easy to get a working Guix System on WSL2 with or without a working guix!
Arian Dehghani explains in his blog [2] that Guix provides an image builder for WSL2 such that you can install Guix on WSL2 simply by importing a (suspicious) pre-built tarball [1]!
[1] https://github.com/Arian-D/guix-wsl/
[2] https://arian-d.github.io/blog/posts/guix-on-wsl/1/2