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WIP Core concept

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Published: Jun 25, 2006
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well, lets start .... atm there is no volume button, its because i have no idear where to put it :P so thats a reason why its an WIP ^^

thats it for the moment.

well now ill let you with the latest pic of the core, but i've to say that Im a bit lazy to finish it so maybe it will take some days or week but hey stay tune for the final version. ;)
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Oct 22, 2007
Awesome! This is what I think you should do:
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