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Recent Trends in Cold-Formed Steel Construction
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Recent Trends in Cold-Formed Steel Construction discusses advancements in an area that has become an important construction material for buildings. The book addresses cutting-edge new technologies and design methods using cold-formed steel as a main structural material, and provides technical guidance on how to design and build sustainable and energy-efficient cold-formed steel buildings. Part One of the book introduces the codes, specifications, and design methods for cold-formed steel structures, while Part Two provides computational analysis of cold-formed steel structures. Part Three examines the structural performance of cold-formed steel buildings and reviews the thermal performance, acoustic performance, fire protection, floor vibrations, and blast resistance of these buildings, with a final section reviewing innovation and sustainability in cold-formed steel construction. Addresses building sciences issues and provides performance solutions for cold-formed buildings Provides guidance for using the next generation design method, computational tools, and technologies Edited by an experienced researcher and educator with significant knowledge on new developments in cold-formed steel construction

Anbieter: ciando eBooks
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Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
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Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Chapter Five, The DementorThere was a soft, crackling noise and a shivering light filled the compartment. Professor Lupin appeared to be holding a handful of flames. They illuminated his tired grey face, but his eyes looked alert and wary.Stay where you are, he said, in the same hoarse voice, and he got slowly to his feet with his handful of fire held out in front of him.But the door slid slowly open before Lupin could reach it.Standing in the doorway, illuminated by the shivering flames in Lupins hand, was a cloaked figure that towered to the ceiling. Its face was completely hidden beneath its hood. Harrys eyes darted downwards, and what he saw made his stomach contract. There was a hand protruding from the cloak and it was glistening, greyish, slimy-looking and scabbed, like something dead that had decayed in water ...It was visible only for a split second. As though the creature beneath the cloak sensed Harrys gaze, the hand was suddenly withdrawn into the folds of the black material.And then the thing beneath the hood, whatever it was, drew a long, slow, rattling breath, as though it was trying to suck something more than air from its surroundings.An intense cold swept over them all. Harry felt his own breath catch in his chest. The cold went deeper than his skin. It was inside his chest, it was inside his very heart ...Harrys eyes rolled up into his head. He couldnt see. He was drowning in cold. There was a rushing in his ears as though of water. He was being dragged downwards, the roaring growing louder ...And then, from far away, he heard screaming, terrible, terrified, pleading screams. He wanted to help whoever it was, he tried to move his arms, but couldnt ... a thick white fog was swirling around him, inside him -Harry! Harry! Are you all right?Someone was slapping his face.W-what?Harry opened his eyes. There were lanterns above him, and the floor was shaking - the Hogwarts Express was moving again and the lights had come back on. He seemed to have slid out of his seat onto the floor. Ron and Hermione were kneeling next to him, and above them he could see Neville and Professor Lupin watching. Harry felt very sick, when he put up his hand to push his glasses back on, he felt cold sweat on his face.Ron and Hermione heaved him back onto his seat.Are you OK? Ron asked nervously.Yeah, said Harry, looking quickly towards the door. The hooded creature had vanished. What happened? Wheres that - that thing? Who screamed?No one screamed, said Ron, more nervously still. Harry looked around the bright compartment. Ginny and Neville looked back at him, both very pale.But I heard screaming -A loud snap made them all jump. Professor Lupin was breaking an enormous slab of chocolate into pieces.Here, he said to Harry, handing him a particularly large piece. Eat it. Itll help. Harry took the chocolate but didnt eat it.What was that thing? he asked Lupin.A Dementor, said Lupin, who was now giving chocolate to everyone else. One of the Dementors of Azkaban.Everyone stared at him. Professor Lupin crumpled up the empty chocolate wrapper and put it in his pocket. Eat, he repeated. Itll help. I need to speak to the driver, excuse me ...He strolled past Harry and disappeared into the corridor.Are you sure youre OK, Harry? said Hermione, watching Harry anxiously.I dont get it ... what happened? said Harry, wiping more sweat off his face.

Anbieter: ciando eBooks
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Elles Yearning - Book 8 of Bikini Babes Carwash
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Jory has been a thorn in Elles side ever since he arrived to spend the entire summer with his twin brother. He has no scruples about using his raw male beauty to charm...and exploit. If only her pulse didnt race with breathless excitement every time he turns those gorgeous chocolate-brown eyes in her direction! But Jory is about to realize hes just met his match in sweet, soft-spoken Elle Sutherland. Will the angry sparks flying between them bond them together, or drive them apart forever? ------- Excerpt ------- Elles mind suddenly went blank when Jory closed the distance between them again, and curled his arms around her waist. Knock it off, Im trying to work here, she yelped-but even she could hear how feeble her protest sounded. Damn it, Jory, I mean it! He retreated...but very reluctantly. Hastily she put one of the massage couches between them. Youre as skittish as a newborn colt, he teased, lightly running one finger over her trembling bottom lip. Are you that way around all men? Or only me? Elles heart was pounding so loudly that she could barely even hear his mocking question-but there was no mistaking his intent as he leaned so close that she could feel the heat of his muscular body. I choose my own partners, she gasped, and wished that her whisper-soft voice wasnt so shaky. So if you want to help me finish decorating in here, thats fine. But if you have anything else in mind, you can kiss it goodbye. Id rather kiss you. His teeth flashed in another dazzling grin...then he startled her by cupping both hands around her face. His long fingers sizzled against her bare skin, and she gasped in surprise. Was this what Astra had felt when shed let Jared make love to her? Damn it, why did it have to be Jory? She didnt even like him! Every nerve in her body shattered as his mouth closed over hers in a hot, heady kiss. She never even heard the frantic whimper that tore from her throat as her fingers gripped his shirt like a lifeline, and her long body arched against his in wondering shock. Then his nimble hand rose to possessively cup her lush breast...and the next instant, he was writhing on the floor, moaning in helpless agony. Elle stumbled back in appalled shock. Oh God, what had she done? Reflex. Selena had taught them all how to defend themselves against attack. A necessary skill, shed insisted, for nine single, superbly stacked sorority sisters. The alliteration had made Elle laugh while shed been obediently practicing her kicks and blocks on the mat. But she wasnt laughing now. Jorys twisted features were a sickly green, and his helpless moan was an agonized rasp. Jesus, Elle! Fierce shudders racked his hunched frame as he rocked back and forth, desperately clutching himself. What the hell! I said I wasnt going to hurt you! And that makes it all right? Outrage rose in a choking wave, and her normally-soft voice rose with it. I told you no! You didnt listen! You never listen! What gives you the right to grab me against my will? Tears of sheer rage began to shimmer in her crystal-blue eyes as she backed away, clenching her small hands into fists. You think that since youre drop-dead gorgeous and sexy as hell, you can just take whatever woman you want, whether shes interested or not? You can go straight to hell, Jory Montrose!

Anbieter: ciando eBooks
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Egnater Rebel 30 MkII Verstärker
925,00 € *
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Bauart: Röhre · Leistung: 30 W · Kanäle: 2 · Lautsprecherbestückung: 1x 12´´ · Lieferumfang: Footswitch & Cover · Variable Wattage Control(1 W to 20 W) · Tube Mix (6V6 und EL84) · Balanced XLR Cabinet Voiced Line, Recording Output · Speaker Mute Mode for Silent Recording · Dimensions: 19´´ (W) x 15´´ (D) x 13´´ (H) · Weight: 42 lbs. Rebel-30 Mark II Upgrades · Channel 1: With Even More Clean Headroom With A Lower Noise Floor · Channel 2: Redesigned with Significantly Higher Gain · Industrial Grade Red FR4 Glass Epoxy Circuit Boards · Elite Transformers with Substantially Higher Headroom · TAD Ultra Low Noise Tube in First Gain Stage · Rebel-30 MKII Head is the next generation of the Rebel 30 with the features you’ve been asking for. We’ve upped the gain on channel 2 and given it a more aggressive tone and feel. Channel has even more clean headroom with a lower noise floor. Of course, we’ve kept the unique Egnater features such as the TUBE MIX knob, giving you access to an incredible variety of tones from American to British and the silent record mode that actually replaces the speaker with an internal load so all the great power tube character is retained. Channel 1 delivers rich cleans with controls for volume, treble and bass. Channel 2 dishes out powerful, touch-responsive overdrive with treble, middle and bass EQ, as well as a wide-range gain knob that takes you from growl to scream. Both channels feature Egnater’s signature BRIGHT and TIGHT switches and each channel has its own WATTS knob so you can access both low-wattage crunch and serious clean headroom, or any combination between 1 to 30 watts. Under the hood you will find the new Elite Transformers with substantially greater headroom and industrial grade red FR4 glass epoxy circuit boards with beefed up copper traces to name just a few of the improvements. The REBEL-30 MARK II back panel holds

Anbieter: Musik-Produktiv
Stand: 16.09.2017
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Handbook of Supportive and Palliative Radiation...
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Handbook of Supportive and Palliative Radiation Oncology serves as a practical tool and rapid reference to assist radiation oncology practitioners in direct patient care with common palliative care issues. Containing the most recent advances in translational palliative care research, each chapter is organized in a succinct fashion to discuss major symptom burdens, suggested assessment, and various management options. Each symptom and disease section is written to be a rapid, practical guide for clinicians on the floor. The book starts with general approaches in palliative radiation oncology that are followed by a section that focuses on common symptoms in palliative care and their management. The next section of the book is devoted to site and disease-specific evaluation, intervention, and management. This handbook provides general guidelines and management recommendations for common clinical vignettes encountered by palliative radiation oncology practitioners and supported by palliative radiation oncology research. Concise references are cited to support treatment recommendation. Provides a quick reference for the busy clinician Details standard of care resources for researchers of palliative and supportive care Contains updated standards of care for palliative medicine and a list of common medications and dosages Includes a comprehensive index by symptom and condition to facilitate quick reference Monica Krishnan is an attending physician at the Dana-Farber/Brigham and Womens Cancer Centers at South Shore and Milford. She has developed a palliative radiation clinic at these community cancer centers, working in tandem with the Supportive and Palliative Radiation Oncology (SPRO) program at the main campus in Boston. She has a strong interest in palliative radiation and has done extensive research assessing prognostication and its role in treatment decision making.

Anbieter: ciando eBooks
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Tlingit Myths and Texts, Recorded by John R. Sw...
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Excerpt from Tlingit Myths and Texts, Recorded by John R. Swanton Round bundles of varying shapes and sizes hung about on the walls of the house. When the child became a little larger it crawled around back of the people weeping continually, and as it cried it pointed to the bundles. This lasted many days. Then its grandfather said, Give my grandchild what he is crying for. Give him that one hang ing on the end. That is the bag of stars. SO the child played with this, rolling it about on the floor back of the people, until suddenly he let it go up through the smoke hole. It went straight up into the sky and the stars scattered out of it, arranging themselves as you now see them. That was what he went there for. Some time after this he began crying again, and he cried so much that it was thought he would die Then his grandfather said, Untie the next one and give it to him. He played and played with it around behind his mother. After a while he let that go up through the smoke hole also, and there was the big moon. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Anbieter: buecher.de
Stand: 20.09.2017
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Blackmail: My Girlfriends Busty Sister - Volume 2
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In the finale to this twisted tale of lust, Joe promises to give Courtney her money if shell do one last thing: Be his date to a company party and let him use her for a night-in every hole! Courtney agrees, but only because she knows Joe is the only man who can satisfy her own burning desire to be dominated. The fact that hes her sisters man only makes this bad girl hotter! ----- Excerpt ----- I did not expect the slap. It came so quickly, one minute I was leering at her, the next I was staring at the floor. I shook myself, and cocked my head back. Courtney still looked mad, but satisfied. Fair enough, I said. You can do that again, if you want. You... she started. Take them off. She remained planted to the ground, a buxom statue, a sweaty, organic embodiment of all my sexual demons. I wanted to peel off her clothes and taste every wet crevice she hid underneath them. What tickled me, though, insofar as I could be tickled, was the glimpses of superiority that I caught from her time and again. She knew I wanted her; there could be no mistaking that; but did she recognize how much I wanted her, how strenuously I needed to sink myself inside her, how badly I wanted to hold her, and squeeze her, and hear her curse me and groan? She thought I wanted her body. That was true enough. But did she know I wanted, inside her body, her ignorant, evil little heart? I didnt want to love her or be loved by her. I wanted the satisfaction of her loathing. I reached into my pocket. The hundreds appeared, slightly damp from the sweat of my body, but neatly folded in a metal clip. Courtneys eyes registered the cash, but her mouth betrayed her. It was surprise that I saw. I smiled and tucked the cash away again. You said that was just five hundred. No, thats all of it. I just didnt know how else to get you inside. And believe me, when I lose my clothes, youre free to take it all. Ill keep my word about that at least, I said. And youll get it. But the nights not over. No, she said. Take them off, Courtney. Without taking her eyes off me, she fiddled with her heel beneath her. I didnt break the stare. I watched her descend, heard the clop of her heel hit the ground, then the other. Her toes slid the shoes from her feet, and slid them behind her. The heels must have been several inches, because now her nose was about level with my chin. We stood there in silence for a moment, her seething, me enjoying the power. I could do anything with her, I thought. Malevolent thoughts swirled in my brain, but if I had to be honest, I knew exactly what I wanted to do. You know what youre here for? I said. Her lips hardened to a tight line. My eyes led down her chin to the stiff, proud neck, to her deep cleavage, and the sparkling black dress. I wanted to throw her down and make her say my name. She never would, I thought, with a nervous, thrilling flutter in my stomach. You going to say anything? I said. Lets get this over with, she said.

Anbieter: ciando eBooks
Stand: 14.08.2017
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The Third Victim
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Stalked by a nighttime killer, a woman does whatever it takes to survive. He calls himself Tarot. His first victim was a mother, killed while her daughter slept in the next room. His second was a truck-stop waitress, murdered - like the first woman - while she slept. After each one, he sent letters to the newspapers, boasting of his crimes and promising more to come. The third victim will die soon, he tells them. But first, she must be warned. Joanna is drinking her morning coffee when she finds the switchblade on the floor, dropped through her newspaper slot in the middle of the night. Was it left there by a neighborhood prankster with a dark sense of humor? Or is this the warning of Tarot? Her husband has left her, making Joanna the sole caretaker for their son. Until Tarot is caught, neither of them can count on a good night?s sleep

Anbieter: ciando eBooks
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The Maidens Choice - Book 4 of The Guardians of...
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At the conclusion of The Monks Lover, Sister Angela, nun of Christ, gave herself to Abiron, High Priest of the Deity. But the road of their love is still thick with obstacles. Abiron and his mother, High priestess Ariana, must find a way to thwart the will of those who would wish to invade their land. Their opponents are many, their allies few and scattered. What surprises lie in store for Abiron, Angela, Paul, and Ariana on the day of The Maidens Choice? ----- Excerpt ----- When she turned back to him, Sean was stunned. Gone was the elegant woman of a moment before. In front of him was a wild creature, her dress ripped, showing vast expanses of her legs and bosom. Her hair was mussed and her chest rose and fell spasmodically, as if she had just been engaged in some desperate exertion. Oh Captain, she cried, hurling herself into his arms, Thank the Deity you came to save me from those vicious bandits! Her face was pressed against his chest, but her hands worked inside his shirt, caressing his muscled stomach. She lifted her face to look at him, and he could not help look down the length of her throat to the curves of her heaving breasts. However shall I thank you? Seans mind raced. Thanks are not needed, Lady Angela... Lady Angela? she exclaimed. I am not she. Do you not recognize me? I am Priestess Diana, whom you agreed to guide to my new temple. But I see now, my lord Captain, you are wounded. Did the blow on your head addle your wits? Only for a moment, my lady priestess, said Sean. He was beginning to see how the game was played. Pray, tell me, he continued, striving for the tone and rhythm of the plays he sometimes attended in the town, Are you well? You come to me so disheveled that I must think those bandits have done you an injury. Nay, my good Captain, for you arrived in time to save my virtue, if I had any virtue to be saved, she said with a throaty laugh. Her hands drifted lower, teasing his body. Indeed, I was impressed by the work you did with your...sword. Please, accompany me to yonder bower, where I may bathe your wounds and put you at ease. She led him out of the parlor and into the hall. Sean watched, amazed, as he walked beside her. Without breaking stride, Diana somehow managed to remove her gown. A loosening of a belt, a quick rip of a seam, and rags and tatters floated to the floor. Within moments, the priestess of the Wanton was strutting next to him, clad only in a pair of heeled sandals. Taking Sean by the hand, she led him to her private rooms. Early in her marriage to Paul, she had realized the time would come when she would need her own place. The Wanton was strong within her, and her wisdom foretold that one day she would take a lover other than her husband, and that their bedchamber would be a poor place to consummate a relationship. Indeed, this chamber was very much like her rooms in the temple of the Wanton. The bed was different, but no less magnificent, and she had managed to convince the temple to sell her many of her favorite tapestries. Lie down, brave captain, while I tend you, she said.

Anbieter: ciando eBooks
Stand: 14.08.2017
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HÖRNCHEN FÜR BABY pastel blau graue Strickwaren
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Warm, soft and safe in the arms of Mam ... Baby swaddle wrap 3in1) After the spreading can be a warm blanket or mat to play on the floor, and a few years later become a blanket for beloved teddybear ). Yes Yes! THESE THINGS ARE REALLY happens! Sleeping in the warmth and soft swaddle wrap, you will provide comfort and calm sleep. At the first moments on this world, next to Mamas arm, this is only what he needs Dimensions approx. 75 x 75 cm - 2cm Materials 100% cotton, Filling antiallergic, 100% polyester-silicone nonwoven Matching elements available on our website. All other products you can see on the photos with the same collection of colours are available in our shop. All these elements together form a consistent, warm and stylish arrangement.

Anbieter: DaWanda - Baby
Stand: 20.09.2017
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The Thirty-Nine Steps
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The Man Who Died I returned from the City about three oclock on that May afternoon pretty well disgusted with life. I had been three months in the Old Country, and was fed up with it. If anyone had told me a year ago that I would have been feeling like that I should have laughed at him; but there was the fact. The weather made me liverish, the talk of the ordinary Englishman made me sick. I couldnt get enough exercise, and the amusements of London seemed as flat as soda-water that has been standing in the sun. Richard Hannay, I kept telling myself, you have got into the wrong ditch, my friend, and you had better climb out. It made me bite my lips to think of the plans I had been building up those last years in Bulawayo. I had got my pile-not one of the big ones, but good enough for me; and I had figured out all kinds of ways of enjoying myself. My father had brought me out from Scotland at the age of six, and I had never been home since; so England was a sort of Arabian Nights to me, and I counted on stopping there for the rest of my days. But from the first I was disappointed with it. In about a week I was tired of seeing sights, and in less than a month I had had enough of restaurants and theatres and race-meetings. I had no real pal to go about with, which probably explains things. Plenty of people invited me to their houses, but they didnt seem much interested in me. They would fling me a question or two about South Africa, and then get on their own affairs. A lot of Imperialist ladies asked me to tea to meet schoolmasters from New Zealand and editors from Vancouver, and that was the dismalest business of all. Here was I, thirty-seven years old, sound in wind and limb, with enough money to have a good time, yawning my head off all day. I had just about settled to clear out and get back to the veld, for I was the best bored man in the United Kingdom. That afternoon I had been worrying my brokers about investments to give my mind something to work on, and on my way home I turned into my club-rather a pot-house, which took in Colonial members. I had a long drink, and read the evening papers. They were full of the row in the Near East, and there was an article about Karolides, the Greek Premier. I rather fancied the chap. From all accounts he seemed the one big man in the show; and he played a straight game too, which was more than could be said for most of them. I gathered that they hated him pretty blackly in Berlin and Vienna, but that we were going to stick by him, and one paper said that he was the only barrier between Europe and Armageddon. I remember wondering if I could get a job in those parts. It struck me that Albania was the sort of place that might keep a man from yawning. About six oclock I went home, dressed, dined at the Cafe Royal, and turned into a music-hall. It was a silly show, all capering women and monkey-faced men, and I did not stay long. The night was fine and clear as I walked back to the flat I had hired near Portland Place. The crowd surged past me on the pavements, busy and chattering, and I envied the people for having something to do. These shop-girls and clerks and dandies and policemen had some interest in life that kept them going. I gave half-a-crown to a beggar because I saw him yawn; he was a fellow-sufferer. At Oxford Circus I looked up into the spring sky and I made a vow. I would give the Old Country another day to fit me into something; if nothing happened, I would take the next boat for the Cape. My flat was the first floor in a new block behind Langham Place. There was a common staircase, with a porter and a liftman at the entrance, but there was no restaurant or anything of that sort, and each flat was quite shut off from the others. I hate servants on the premises, so I had a fellow to look after me who came in by the day. He arrived before eight oclock every morning and used to depart at seven, for I never dined at home. I was just fitting my key into the door when I noticed a man at my elbow. I had not seen him approach, and the sudden appearance made me start. He was a slim man, with a short brown beard and small, gimlety blue eyes. I recognized him as the occupant of a flat on the top floor, with whom I had passed the time of day on the stairs. Can I speak to you? he said. May I come in for a minute? He was steadying his voice with an effort, and his hand was pawing my arm. I got my door open and motioned him in. No sooner was he over the threshold than he made a dash

Anbieter: ciando eBooks
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Autodesk Revit 2017 for Architecture No Experie...
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The only Revit tutorial guide based on a real project workflow Autodesk Revit Architecture No Experience Required is the ultimate real-world guide for mastering this increasingly prevalent BIM software package. Using a continuous, step-by-step tutorial, this book walks you through all project phases as you learn the basics of Revit by designing, documenting, and presenting a four-story office building. Youll begin by learning your way around the interface and conventions, then jump right into design by placing walls, doors, and windows. Next youll work with grids, beams, foundations, dimensions, and text as you build floors layer by layer, join walls, create ceilings and roofs, and place stairs, ramps, and railings. The instruction covers construction documentation, advanced detailing, and families, as well as site considerations including grading and top surface features to provide a well-rounded, real-world Revit skill set. The companion website features downloadable before and after tutorial files that allow you to jump in at any point and compare your work to the pros. The shift from 2D drafting to 3D building information modeling has made Revit a must-have skill for an increasing number of design, engineering, and construction professionals. This book is designed to teach you the basics quickly, using a real-world workflow, process, and pacing. Get acquainted with the Revit interface, then immediately start building Learn to place structural components, text, dimensions, and more Understand views, grids, editing, importing, exporting, and work sharing Generate construction documentation including schedules and material takeoffs This simple yet engaging tutorial brings together all of the major skills a Revit user needs to know to complete real workplace projects. Whether read from beginning to end as a comprehensive lesson, or used as dip-in reference for unfamiliar tasks, Autodesk Revit Architecture No Experience Required provides invaluable practical BIM instruction for every phase of a project.

Anbieter: ciando eBooks
Stand: 11.07.2017
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