#Wiped Film Evaporator

[balajitechnologies]

Wiped Film Evaporator Manufacturer in India

A wiped film evaporator is a type of evaporator that uses a thin film of liquid to be evaporated. A thin layer forms inside the evaporator as a result of the liquid being supplied to it through a moving wiper blade. The liquid then evaporates as a result of heating the film. After that, the vapor is collected and condensed.

A wiped film evaporator is a fantastic choice if you're seeking a flexible and effective evaporator.

For more information visit our site: https://www.balajithinfilm.com/wiped-film-evaporator.html

[ablazeglassworks]

How to choose the best Thin film evaporator?

Evaporation as a method for the purification of temperature-sensitive products has led to the development of thin-film or thin-layer evaporators. The temperature-sensitive product may be either the component with a high boiling point or the component with a low boiling point in the mixture. The goal was to decrease the amount of time that the product spent within the evaporator while still operating at low evaporation temperatures, which meant maintaining a low vacuum. It is important to keep the pressure, including the hydrostatic pressure that is caused by the liquid product itself, at a minimum in order to achieve the goal of achieving the lowest feasible temperature of evaporation at the hot surface.

A proper solution is none other than a liquid product’s thin film that is formed by a spinning wiper system on the inner side of a vertical evaporation pipe. This film is located on the inner side of the solution.

On the interior face of the wall, the revolving wiper ensures that the downflowing liquid supply is distributed in an even manner. The thickness of the film ranges from roughly 0.1 to 0.5 millimetres, and it is determined by the liquid’s viscosity, the type of wiper system, the rotating speed, and the amount of liquid that passes through. The superior radial mixing ability of this thin film ensures that there is nearly little hydrostatic pressure, minimum hold-up, and almost no temperature or concentration gradient. This results in the maximum evaporation rates, making it possible to produce temperature-sensitive goods of high quality. The majority of the vapours are sent upwards in an anti-current direction toward a condenser that is moving downward.

Ablaze Glass Works, an excellent manufacturer and supplier of wiped film evaporator is capable of supplying a thin film evaporator made of various materials such as Alloy, Borosilicate Glass, Stainless Steel, Glass-Lined Steel, etc.

The main applications of a wiped film evaporator are Glycerine evaporation, Methyl ester evaporation, pharmaceutical intermediates concentration, Lecithine drying, solvent stripping, etc.

Common Operations of Wiped or Thin Film Evaporators:

●     Concentration

●     Resource recovery

●     Devolatilization

●     Evaporation

●     Purification

●     Finishing

●     Distillation / Fractionation

●     Solvent Recovery

●     Drying / Dehydration

●     Reactions

●     Reboiling

●     Stripping

Technical Description:

A thin film evaporator is constructed out of materials that are highly resistant to corrosion, especially borosilicate glass 3.3 and glass-lined steel. Both of these materials provide an extremely smooth surface, which decreases the likelihood of the material adhering to the hot evaporation surface, where it would then remain and deteriorate. The use of clear borosilicate glass makes it possible to observe the interior of the evaporator’s surface while achieving the best possible adjustment of the spinning speed.

Operating Temperatures:

Both thermo-oil and steam are viable options for heating the evaporators. The wiper system’s construction that we came up with and the materials that it was made of determine the maximum temperature that can be tolerated on the inside of the evaporators.

The type of wall wipers used in the evaporator has a direct bearing on the evaporator's highest temperature:

●  PTFE Wall wipers   :  150°C

●  Metallic wall wipers :  200°C

Ablaze Glass Works is the most distinguished as well as noted thin film evaporator supplier in India, providing different wiper systems to cope with different most challenging varying requirements:

●     Corrosion and temperature resistant

●     The viscosity of the liquid product

●     Presence of solids

The heating jacket manufactured using glass-lined steel or borosilicate glass 3.3 can withstand a maximum temperature of 200°C.

Evaporation Rates:

The greatest rates of evaporation per area of heat transfer are based on the heat conductivity of the evaporator’s material as well as the significant temperature differential between the boiling point and the heating jacket temperature. It is possible for the organic solvents to evaporate up to 80 kg/h in borosilicate glass 3.3 with a 1m² heat transfer area.

How to choose the best Thin film evaporator?

When choosing thin film evaporators, there are a number of issues that need to be taken into consideration in-depth, including, in general:

- The capacity of production and operational parameters, which may include in-and-out concentration, processing capacity, annual operating hours, temperature, etc.;

- Product characteristics include things like heat sensitivity, viscosity and fluidity, solid content, foamability, polymerization and crystallisation tendency, and many more;

- Medium of Operation such as cooling water, water vapour, cleaning fluid, as well as many other similar substances;

-The requirements for the selection of materials and the cleaning of surfaces during manufacture;

- Conditions at the site include things like space, weather (if it's outdoors), how energy and items are connected, and working platforms, among other things.

- Regulations: includes those pertaining to safety, noise, and the protection of the environment, etc.

[hemantgoel]

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[dragonoffantasyandreality]

Captain Scarlet and the Singing Squadron - Prologue

Heya guys! ^^

I have been contemplating about starting posting this since a few days ago, so I decided to start today, first of October >:3

This is special to me, since this is a crossover fanfic of Captain Scarlet, with a childhood film called Only "Old Men" are going to Battle, a touching WW2 film about pilots, scripted and directed by legendary actor Leonid Bykov. His characters and story had stuck with me since I was a kid, gave me a lot of laughs and a lot of tears (Recommend a ton of tissues if you get interested watching it XD), and one of the big inspirations of how I write my stories and characters.

I hope, this will give you a lot of fun reading :) Huge Thank you @uniwolfcorn and @etrnlvoid, and my Mom for the support when I was in doubt when I was writing this project. X3

@teapotteringabout @skymaiden32 @knyee @janetm74 @the-original-sineater @thundergeek59 @riallasheng @mariashades @yarol2075 @llamawrites @river-sam2 @coco9728 @hebuiltfive @thalassastra @bassic-ally @pareidoliaonthemove @graverinth

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The deed was done, and a squadron of fighter jets of the new generation were burst into flames in their hangers.

While the military airport scrambled and the alarms alerted everyone to evacuate, two green holographic circles eerily traveled across the carnage.

Dark shadows rose from the terrible flames, taking the form of the destroyed fighter jets. And the flew into the dim stars of the night. Towards their designated target miles away.

Unbeknownst to the Mysterons; not too far away from a nuclear power plant, a small wind whistled of danger near the edge of a forest, rustling the leaves like night bells.

As the quiet settled, a new sound echoed from within the thousands of birch trees. A whir grew louder, and louder, and louder, as a big figure emerged from the darkness.

Branches snapped from being crushed by the moving wheels and the grass undulating from the strong spinning of the propeller. A cylinder-like metal body with a slightly squashed nose, and a pair of wide rounded wings, wheeled out into the open.

It halted at the edge of the forest, waiting patiently for its ensemble.

Eight similar mighty winged horses of the sky appeared from the woods, stopping in line as their lead, their whirring matched each other like a chorus.

Now they wait, like birds of prey. Waiting for their new enemy to strike. And their eternal song shall be sung in the sky once more!

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A sharp gasp! His body jumped off the mattress. And a tumble off the bed before he ended up on the carpeted floor with a big ‘THUMP’!

His brain was barely started processing the blossoming pain on his poor back when he heard someone knocking on his door of his quarters.

“Paul? This is Adam. May I come in?” was an old, acquainted voice from the other side.

After sluggishly getting up to sit on his crumpled bed and wiping away any sweat (and tears) from his face, Captain Scarlet mumbled through his hand.

“Come in…”

Captain Blue came in quietly as soon as the door slid open, wearing a worried expression when he approached with a package under his armpit.

“The usual nightmares, bud?” asked his field partner.

Paul nodded wordlessly. His hand slipped off his tired face and quickly his eyes lit up when he noticed the treat.

“Hey, what’s that under your arm, Big Blue?”

Blue’s face turned from worry to a hopeful grin as he handed the said object to him.

“Oh, just your weekly Care Package,” his friend chirped with a wink.

Scarlet immediately smiled, the thoughts of the nightmares banished right away and the tension from his muscles evaporated the moment he took his new support treat.

“Thanks, Adam. I do really need that.”

But before Captain Scarlet could dig into the goodness inside the box, a terrible deep voice suddenly shook the entirety of Cloudbase, echoing loudly:

THIS IS THE VOICE OF THE MYSTERONS. WE KNOW THAT YOU CAN HEAR US, EARTHMEN. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LIGHT PERIOD, WE WILL DESTROY THE VITALY NUCLEAR POWER PLANT WITH THE DARK SHADOWS OF THE SKY.

The ringing silence followed, leaving the two Spectrum Captains feeling the ominous dread of the message.

“Oh… Gosh darn it…” Was a deadpanned groan from Scarlet.

“Looks like we got to go,” Captain Blue winced.

Captain Scarlet quickly dressed up into his Spectrum uniform and followed his field partner out of his quarters.

He managed to snatch a delicious snack from the care package, planning to eat it whole before arriving at the control center.

What mission does it have in store for the indestructible man of Spectrum?

tbc...

[gvfgal]

The Art of Life: Part Four

Part Three

18+, minors evaporate!!

A/n: FINAL PART IS HERE!!! This was a fun cute little series to write, and I’m definitely gonna write a cute little smutty epilogue (because there clearly wasn’t enough in the story). BUT ITS DEFINITELY NOT OVER, I STILL HAVE SOME TRICKS UP MY SLEEVE 😏 But for now, enjoy.

Warnings: Brief mentions of sexual content, little angst, big fat happy ending!

Word Count: 3.5k

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One month later…

Josh had pretty much accepted the fact that he’d never see you again, other than on the big screen that was waiting to broadcast his film to the hundreds of festival attendees.

He knew what you said that night in your apartment, “we both deserve someone who can be there for us…”, but he was a fool for taking it so literally. That night, your mouth said one thing, but your eyes were telling a completely different story, and it was the one he really should’ve listened to.

But instead, he went and completely ruined the best thing that happened to him, all for some girl that couldn’t even compare to you. It lasted all of a week before they went their separate ways.

It had been a hard month leading up to the festival, Josh getting little sleep due to him putting finishing touches on his project and beating himself up for the careless mistake he made. The look on your face when you saw him at the cafe haunted him whenever he closed his eyes.

He felt drained, all he wanted to do was sleep, but the much anticipated night had finally arrived, so he’d have to hold on just a little while longer.

The field that the festival was being held in was bursting at the seams with life, students, their families, and well known figures in the New York film industry poured in as the various screens scattered about played different projects that his peers worked tirelessly on.

Josh’s family was somewhere in the crowd, and he spent a little time strolling with them before wandering off by himself for a moment of peace and (somewhat) quiet before his showing.

Since they’d arrived a couple days prior, they’d been hounding him nonstop about your whereabouts. He had to admit to them that he’d fucked up, which earned him a nice scolding from his mother, exactly what he needed in the moment. He was trying his hardest to enjoy himself, but he found it very hard to do without your presence.

Josh wiped his sweaty palms on his pants as he sat anxiously behind one of the large screens that was displaying one of his classmate’s projects, his was up next. He didn’t know why, but every couple of minutes, he found himself scanning the crowded field of festival goers in search of your face.

It was stupid, he knew that, but he couldn’t stop himself.

“There you are,” Jake’s voice called from behind him, causing him to turn abruptly.

“We’ve been looking everywhere for you, why'd you run off?”

“Just needed some air,” Josh sighed.

Jake sat in the cool metal chair beside him and took a bite out of the funnel cake he was eating, “what’s going on? Are you nervous or something?”

Josh shook his head, for some reason, he wasn’t nervous at all.

Silence lingered for a moment, then Jake spoke again, “it’s y/n, isn’t it?”

Josh looked at his far too smart twin, then dropped his head into his hands, “I fucked up Jake, big time. And I don’t think this is something I can come back from,” he looked back towards him, “how did I manage to fuck up this badly?”

Jake opened his mouth to respond, but one of the sophomore film students came zipping around the corner, “Josh, you’re up in five.”

He sent the girl a thumbs up, then turned his attention back to Jake, who was offering him a sympathetic grin.

“Don’t beat yourself up about it too much. It’s life, everyone fucks up once or twice. And if you’re a Kiszka, that number doubles automatically.”

They both laughed a little before Jake gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder, “but you’ll also never know what will come of the situation if you don’t at least see.”

He stood from his chair, “blessesed are those who ask the questions, brother,” he spoke in a Shakespearean manner, “or something like that anyway.”

The rest of his funnel cake was finished in one bite, and he tossed his trash in a near by bin, silently scolding his brother for choosing a place of refuge directly next to it.

Josh was standing now, and Jake began tugging on his collar, making sure his twin looked as presentable as possible for his big moment.

“I’m gonna go find the bunch, you know you got this, right?”

Josh nodded, and Jake sent him one more firm nod, “see you out there, then.”

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The crowd applauded as Josh’s professor stepped away from the podium, allowing him to step forward and introduce himself and his film.

His entire family was sat front row, Karen sending him a thumbs up. At the end of the row, there was an empty seat. It was meant for him, but he couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to see you sitting there instead.

Josh cleared his throat, “good evening, everyone. My name is Joshua Kiszka, I’m the director of the film you’re about to see, and I just want to thank the festival directors for letting me share my-… our story.”

He could feel his nerves surfacing, his hands beginning to shake as he clutched the mic between them, “This film is something that is very close to my heart. I-it follows the journey of a young art student, who I shamelessly plucked out of the library one rainy morning, and we were stuck like glue from that day forward,” the audience chuckled, “when I met y/n, I was immediately drawn to her. She’s beautiful, yes, and her talent speaks for itself, but what really struck me was her ability to see the beauty in the people and the world around her. She found inspiration in the most unlikely of places, and her art was a reflection of her unique perspective. She herself, is a truly inspiring person, with a passion for creating art that’s contagious. Watching her work was like watching a magician conjur up a spell, each stroke of a brush or pencil adding another layer to the world she was creating.”

His eyes sought out Jake, who gave him another signature nod of his head.

You got this, big brother.

“But y/n is a lot more than just a talented artist. She’s also a person that radiates warmth and kindness,” Josh began smiling to himself, “her smile… it lights up any room she finds herself in, her laughter is so infectious, and it wasn’t long before I found myself falling in love with her.”

He looked down for a moment then back towards the crowd, “unfortunately, I guess life had other plans for us, and though things may not have worked out the way I expected them to, she still continues to inspire me. After filming, when I sat down to piece this film together, I wanted to capture the essence of her spirit and the beauty of her art. But as I worked, I realized this film was more than just about her art, but about the art of living.”

“You see, y/n taught me that life isn’t just about achieving goals and accumulating accolades. It’s about finding joy in the little things, appreciating the beauty of the world, and the relationships we build with others and the experiences we share. She showed me that art isn’t just something you create, it’s something that you live, day in and day out.”

Josh sighed, feeling more relaxed as he saw the smiling faces in he crowd, “so in this film, you’ll get to see y/n’s journey and the impact she had on me. You’ll see how her art reflected her soul, and how her spirit inspired me to live my life with more passion and purpose. To be honest, I didnt know what I was looking for when I set out to make this film, but I ended up finding everything I ever needed. I hope this film can inspire you in some ways, too. I hope you’ll see that love, art, and life, are all intertwined, and that the beauty of it is all around us, waiting to be discovered. Without further ado, I present to you ‘The Art of Life’. Thank you.”

Applause rung out as Josh exited the stage and took a seat next to his mother.

The projector came to life with harsh white light, before the film began rolling.

The first thing to appear on the screen was your face, angelic in so many ways, and when it did, Josh’s heart sank into his stomach. You were sat in front of your gallery of work in a more formal interview style. He remembered that day vividly, it took the both of you from sun up to sundown to complete that section of filming. He smiled at the memory.

“Introduce yourself,” Josh’s voice rang out through the speakers.

You shifted in your seat, “my name is y/n, and I’m an artist.”

It didn’t occur to him until then how much he missed your voice.

“And what does being an artist mean to you?”

Your lips pursed as you digested the question, “well, to be an artist is to see the world with a different set of eyes, to observe every detail and every hue, to capture the essence of beauty and turn it into something new… something more personal…”

As you continued speaking, the scene cut away to a clip of you laughing in your apartment as you worked on a piece, the faint sound of your laughter causing the hair on his arms to stand up straight.

“…but being an artist isn’t just about creating to me, it’s a way of life. As a painter, you’re given this blank slate full of potential, and you’re given all these various tools and options, and you’re tasked with creating something beautiful. Life is the same way when you think about it…”

Another clip from when you two visiting the art gallery on your first day together, you were standing admiring one of the pieces.

“Life, like painting, is full of contrasts, dark shades and bright hues, light and shadows that last. It’s all those imperfections that make it unique…”

You and Josh running through the rainy streets of New York, you with copious ammounts of art supplies in your clutch.

“… so to me, being an artist simply means being alive. Living, learning, growing, experiencing… and creating.”

Josh could feel something stirring inside of him as he watched you on the screen. The film cut to you standing on the windy harbor, and Josh turned to gauge everyone’s reactions. Every eye was glued to the screen as you began speaking. They all seemed to be just as captured by your beauty as he was.

In that moment, there was no doubt in Josh’s mind what he needed to do. He sprang to his feet, moving towards the nearest exit.

Karen gave him a wild look, but his heart was too preoccupied to pay any mind.

His slow pace turned into a light jog, and soon he was full on running.

“Does anyone know where the final art gallery is being held?” He shouted to anyone who would listen.

“Shut up, man. I’m watching a movie here,” someone shouted back.

“It’s a film, not a movie, genius,” he quipped back.

“South Harbor and 30th,” a female voice rang out.

He thanked the mystery voice, hastily exiting the venue and heading exactly in that direction.

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You were still on your first glass of champagne as you surveyed the gallery, watching people dressed in their Sunday best partake in cocktail hour. The room was filled with chatter and the soft hum of classical music.

These kinds of events always had you on edge, rubbing elbows with snobby art elitists wasn’t your cup of tea, it was simply a part of the profession you chose. But you often felt uncomfortable and out of place, just as you did right now.

Your parents were a no show, but that was to be expected, they hardly every crawled out of their small corner of the world for anything other than weekend casino trips, so their absence wasn’t missed. But Josh… oh how you longed for his presence. Even after seeing what you had a month ago, you couldn’t stop yourself from yearning for him. But you figured that season had come and gone, leaving you alone in a room full of crowded people as you waited to present your finished piece.

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Another hour rolled by before it was time for the artwork to be unveiled, and one by one, you listened to your peers give rehearsed speeches about their work, and soon enough it was your turn to do the same.

As you stood at the small podium, scanning the crowd in front of you, you suddenly forgot all the words you’d gone over dozens of times in your apartment. Eveyone’s eyes were on you, and you shifted your balance on your feet, tugging at your long black gown and steadying yourself in your uncomfortable shoes. The room was eerily silent as everyone waited for you to speak, and after trying and failing to remember what you wanted to say, you decided to simply let the words flow.

“This… this painting that I’m about to present is very near and dear to me, something I worked on tirelessly, and it’s of someone who’s very important to me.”

You paused briefly before continuing, “I met this young man one day in the library when he asked me to be the subject of a film he was making, and though I was a bit hesitant at first, I agreed. I didn’t know what to expect going into it, but I thought why the hell not? It’s not every day you get to be the main character in an underground film, right?”

A few people in the audience chuckled, “but what I didn’t know is how much that man would change my life. You know as an artist, you’re trained to pay attention to details, colors, shapes, those kinds of things, and I’ve pretty much convinced myself that I was an expert at doing so. But after Josh entered my life, I started seeing things a bit differently, a bit clearer. Josh has a way of bringing out the brighter side of life, a side of life I didn’t know I was missing out on,” your eyes began to burn from the tears that began to brew, “and I feel so lucky that I was able to experience that with him, no matter how short it may have been.”

“So I painted this portrait in hopes to capture his essence so that I could share it with all of you, because as much as I wanted to keep it all to myself, something that beautiful deserves to be experienced by many, if only captured in a single moment. After all, that’s the true job of an artist.”

A few smiles appeared in the crowd, and you dropped your head with a soft chuckle, “it’s kinda funny. I started off being his muse, but he ended up being mine…”

You were speaking to yourself now without even knowing, and when you realized that the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, you snapped out of your trance.

“Anyways, without further ado, I present to you ‘Quintessence’.”

The large black cloak that was draped over your painting fell to the ground as the audience erupted into applause, all of their focus shifting from you the the canvas behind you.

There were a few gasps and excited murmurs that slowly melted away your nerves, but as you turned to get a look at the painting, Josh’s eyes seemingly staring right back at you, the tension returned.

You stood back with the rest of the spectators to take in the painting, your first real time doing so since it was completed.

The painting was in fact of Josh, but it depicted him as some sort of angelic being. His face held a serene expression, encased by a soft white glow that brought out the curvature of his features. The idea came to you the night of your first date, Josh’s naked body pressed against yours. The light from a street lamp outside casted its light perfectly across his face, bringing forward the most beautiful parts of him.

His arms were outstretched as if he were in flight, his wings extended behind him, and his head tilted up towards the heavens. His body (which you decided to paint as close to the real thing as possible), was draped in a gold fabric that shimmered in the light, another idea from that night when Josh stood at the foot of your bed wearing only your bed sheet. His halo glowed a similar color, it’s luminescence bleeding into the background of the painting.

The background took on no real form, just swirling colors and shapes that gave the piece more of an otherworldly feeling.

Overall, it wasn't your usual style of art. It appeared as if it belonged in the renaissance section of some posh museum, but as you stood marveling at it, all you felt was a sense of pride. You were actually proud of it. All you wanted to do was show Josh in the way you saw him, and you had to admit you did just that.

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Once all of the art had been presented, you took the time to stroll around the gallery by yourself, admiring the work of your peers while sipping on champagne that was far too expensive for your taste. You hadn’t realized how much time you spent browsing until you made it back to the front, the once large crowd that congregated in the area now much smaller.

You sat your empty champagne flute down and began making your way back to where your piece was, silently cursing yourself for not sticking around to answer questions like you were supposed to. By now, anyone who might have been interested was more than likely gone.

As you rounded the corner, you expected the area near your painting to be a ghost town, but to your surprise, there was one curly-haired patron standing directly in front of it, observing in deep thought.

Though his back was turned to you, there was no mistaking who it was, and a small smile began to spread across your face.

“What’s your analysis of this painting?” You asked softly, repeating the question he asked you on the day you met.

You could tell he was already well aware of your presence, not frightened by the sound of your voice coming from behind him. A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he shifted on his feet and crossed his arms over his chest.

“I see,” he began, pausing briefly to give the question more thought, “I see the best version of myself. A slightly less handsome version,” he teased, causing you to chuckle, “but it’s the version I’d like to be all the time.”

He finally turned to look at you, and his face was just as angelic as it was in the painting, maybe even more so.

“It’s the version of myself that you bring out.”

Your heart began beating wildly in your chest, your heels digging further and further into the ground as his eyes burned into you. They wandered down the length of your long black dress, then back up to your face.

“I miss you, y/n.”

All you wanted was to melt into his arms and tell him that you missed him too, but your pride took over in the moment.

“I guess the brunette in the coffee shop wasn’t enough?”

“No,” he responded with a scoff, catching you off guard, “no she wasn’t. In fact, I don’t think any woman will ever be enough for me, any woman except you. My muse.”

He was standing directly in front of you now, running the back of his fingers delicately across your cheek, “I know what you said that night, about us deserving someone who could be there for us, and I thought I agreed with you, but I don’t. I deserve you, y/n. And I think it’s safe to say you deserve me too. We deserve each other,” your eyes closed as he continued to speak, “could you even imagine anything other than this? Anything other than us?”

His thumb came up to wipe a single tear that slid down your face, “no,” you whispered, “I can’t. I don’t want to.”

Josh shook his head at you, “then let's not. Let’s not complicate it, okay mama? We’ll figure out all the details as they come, but let’s just fucking do it.”

More tears were falling now, only they served a different purpose. You nodded you head, wrapping your arms around him to pull him closer, “okay, let’s fucking do it.”

He smiled down at you as his other hand found your face, pulling you in for an intoxicating kiss. It lingered on for a while without progressing before Josh pulled away from you breathless.

“Hey Picasso,” he grinned, “I think I love you.”

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[kennys-parka-jacket]

K2 week 2023

Day 4: Confession

Word count: 826

Kyle wonders why Kenny never takes his parka off. The answer is much darker than he expects.

It was too damn hot.

That was the reason why Kyle was currently shuffling alongside the road at one in the morning. Heat radiated from the concrete and a cloudless sky full of stars twinkled overhead. Every bit of snow has evaporated long ago leaving nothing but parched brown lawns and sidewalks hot enough to fry an egg on.

Kyle had spent the past four or so hours tossing and turning beneath a thin Terrance And Phillip blanket with the A.C. on blast and the ceiling fan turned all the way up. Despite his efforts a film of sweat coated his entire body, making sleep impossible. He was still hot and sweaty as he aimlessly walked through town, but at least now he was hopefully burning enough energy to get some shuteye before the sun rose.

There wasn't much to see. Everyone else in town was tucked away in their homes. Occasionally Kyle saw a window glowing orange or flickering from a TV screen, but those were the only signs of human life he encountered from the sleepy mountain town. He had spent so long by himself that he had begun to space out and nearly tripped when he finally bumped into another person.

The redhead muttered an apology as he rebalanced himself and craned his neck to get a look at the person he had just slammed half his body into. Two beady blue eyes peered back at him from behind a thick tangerine jacket.

"Oh. Hey", Kyle said more awkwardly than he intended. "Didn't expect to see you here".

Kenny shrugged and put his hands in his pockets. "I was just taking a walk. It's hot as fuck at my place. No point hanging around there".

"Is your A.C. still broken?".

Kenny nodded. "Yep. It's unbearable. We have fans for circulation, but I'm still sweating just sitting on the couch".

Kyle set his jaw. "You need to get that fixed. It's not safe to be without air conditioning in this kind of heat".

The other boy exhaled through his nostrils. "I know", he said with a slight edge.

Kyle tried not to take offence at his tone. Kenny knew that his friends loved him, but he always got irritated whenever someone tried to teach him how to be safe. Kyle wanted to be respectful of his feelings, but that often conflicted with Kyle's own need to make sure he stays out of danger.

Kenny readjusted his parka and wiped sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand. His glove became noticeably darker with the added moisture.

"Speaking of health hazards". Kyle could practically feel Kenny roll his eyes at the first half of his sentence. "Why don't you take off your jacket? I'm sure you'd be much cooler without it".

He expected Kenny to wave him off and tell him to mind his business. Instead the other boy's pupils widened and his entire body went stiff as if he had been caught with his hand in a jar.

They were both quiet for a minute. Finally Kenny spoke. "You wouldn't get it".

"I want to try".

Kenny looked at the ground and folded his hands together. "It's like... Sometimes you'll dream that you're falling. And you always wake up before you land".

Kyle nodded.

"Yeah. I have that dream a lot. Except I always land first".

The other boy swallowed. "Oh...".

"Mhm", Kenny continued. "It fucking hurts. I can't move or think or breathe. Sometimes I can't see either. And when I can...". He put his arms over his stomach. "...I see my guts spilling out. And it's not just falling. I've been set on fire, eaten alive, run over, impaled, shot, drowned, poisoned, and everything else".

Kenny smirked bitterly at Kyle's horrified expression. "For a while I had like... not a bucket list, but the opposite of that. A list of ways that I wanted to die. And I'd cross things off it when I kicked the bucket in a new way. I don't keep track of it anymore 'cause I already got most of them".

"What does any of this have to do with your jacket?".

Kenny raised his eyebrows. "Hm? Oh. If I wear the parka a lot then it appears in my dream too. It helps keep my innards inside. It's still really painful and scary, but at least I don't have to look at myself smeared across the street".

"Man", Kyle said quietly. "That's nuts".

Kenny shrugged, his brow set into a straight, hard line. "It's been like this my whole life. I've tried everything, but it keeps happening anyway. No matter how careful and safe I am. It. Always. Happens".

Another uncomfortable silence passed between them.

Then Kenny put his arms behind his head and started turning on his heal. "Well, anyway. I gotta head home. See ya tomorrow, man".

"See ya", Kyle said back. "Stay safe out there".

"As if I have a choice".

[aries-rising-on-an-aquarius-tide]

A/N: I know it's been a long time, and some of you decided that Evocations was over for you before we rounded the final curve ... but I am still determined to finish it, bc Cabenson deserves it. This story means something to me, even though Cabenson isn't canonically endgame. So, here's the next piece. There's not too much left to cover past this, so hopefully I can do the rest of it justice, too.

Rating: 14+

Spoilers: Scorched Earth, Lost Reputation, Above Suspicion

Trigger/content warnings: references to Domestic Abuse/Violence (M/F), alcohol, Domestic Homicide including graphic description of a crime scene, nausea and vomiting

Evocations: XXV

They say you can never start over the way it was, but for just a little while, they beat the odds. Somehow, it was 2002 again, with Alex in Olivia's bed at the end of the day, it was joints shared on the roof in each others' arms, talking about their years spent apart. There were no rough edges, no fighting. Just fucking, laughter, good food, and solid sleep.

When the world once again shifted beneath Olivia's feet, for the first time it was not Alexandra who left her.

Elliot disappears as though twelve years together evaporated into the aether. No words, no phone call, not a post-it note or a 'kiss my ass' to dream on. At the end of the day that she finds out from Cragen, she walks into her apartment to find Alex making dinner.

"Elliot quit," she tells the blonde, hands fisting her hips in an attempt to push the tremble in her voice down her arms and back into her body.

Alexandra stopped dicing just shy of severing a fingertip in surprise. Biting her lip in dismay at the emotion on Liv's face, she wiped her hands and came around to the brunette, enveloping her in a hard hug, which lasted a long time.

Alex tried what she could to dispel the dark cloud that Stabler's ghost wrapped around Liv; she pulled out every trick she knew from all their stuttered years, making time for wine nights, for trying new restaurants, for black & white film festivals. They were still happy together, but the blonde knew that something inside Olivia was broken, something that all the quality time in the world was never going to fix.

Not everyone's heart is made whole by the love of just one soulmate. Part of the identity Liv had carved out of herself was made to fit into Elliot Stabler, and his absence took up as much space as his presence ever had.

Stabler had been Liv's anchor, and now Alex knew that Olivia was adrift at sea.

.

.

Throughout 2012, ADA coverage was a three-way split for SVU between Cabot, Novak and Cutter. When one of them was handling a sex crimes case, the others were handed cases in other departments. Late that year, Alex got a call telling her to meet a client at the hospital.

A pack of bustling ER nurses parted to reveal a battered middle-aged woman who looked like she had lost a battle with the not-so-jolly Green Giant. For a moment, from a distance, she looked so much like Olivia that Alexandra's heart jumped.

"Hi," she says quietly when she gets within speaking distance. "I'm ADA Alex Cabot. What's your name?"

The scared brunette looked at Alex, but the gaze was hollow. "Betty," she answers through swollen lips, "Betty Bluestone."

When Alexandra gets home that night, she is poised to start telling Liv about Betty's DV case. But the apartment is dark and silent. A ripple of discontent passes through the blonde for the first time since she returned, and she is immediately uneasy. She doesn't call, or text - opts, instead, to open a bottle of wine and order in something to eat.

Hours later, Olivia finds her swaddled in the heavy throw blanket, asleep in front of some flickering old movie. There is unfinished wine and cold Chinese on the coffee table. The brunette shakes the ADA awake, unaware of all the words that come rushing up out of the sleepy blonde's mind about the beaten woman who looks like her.

Before Alex can form any of them, Liv tells her, "Cragen's been accused of murder."

.

.

They fight with each other, but only in their heads. Olivia dives into saving Cragen, which Alex understands, as Cragen is really the only father Liv has ever known. Alex doesn't budge from the Bluestone case, which Olivia won't forgive.

It makes the Autumn longer, and colder. They don't have much time for just each other - they are ships in the night, passing like ghosts, hulking and silent. Over the weeks, Betty becomes the surrogate for Alex's protection and concern: she checks in constantly, arranges shelter, makes sure there is no contact with Mitch, and preps Betty for court until both their voices crack.

Liv goes to war for Cragen; her years at SVU, and Elliott's abandonment both tangled up in her battle plans. She learns the hard lesson that parental figures are never faultless. She refuses to lose another part of what has made SVU her home.

In the end, both battles are lost.

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.

"Mitch, no. Leave her alone, let's just go home."

Alex is numb with the cold on the stone steps of the courthouse. Her ears lift at the sound of Betty's plaintive voice.

"I should give that bitch a piece of my mind," Mitch Bluestone rumbles back to his wife.

"I just want to go home. I've missed you."

Alexandra's stomach knots at the words that come out of Betty's mouth. She turns just enough to watch the couple continue down the steps in perfect sync, waiting to see if Mitch will throw a snarl back over his shoulder.

Their day in court had been a disaster. Between Mitch's intimidation from the defense table, and his lawyer tearing Betty apart, it had all gone to hell. It had taken an act of divine intervention to keep Cabot from screaming when Betty had apologized meekly after telling the ADA that she and Mitch were going to "try one more time."

She stood in the cold for long minutes after the Bluestones had disappeared from sight, wishing for a joint, wishing for Liv's calm pragmatism, for anything but the emptiness that the defeat had punched into her. Even if she goes home, she knows she won't find relief, because Cragen is still in lockup. Olivia has slept and showered mostly in the cribs at the precinct for weeks, sending errant text messages when she had an extra three seconds in a minute.

So Alex goes to a bar instead, tossing back martinis that make up the largest portion of her meals for the day. By the time a woman makes eyes at her from across the bar, the blonde is four drinks deep, but allows the woman to buy her one more anyway. She stands up to leave when it's empty, and isn't sure if it's the world that's spinning her on her feet, or the Wheel of Fortune.

Perhaps both.

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.

Alex wakes in bed in the apartment, with Olivia shaking her insistently. The dull ache of a hangover is a weight at the blonde's temples as she wonders when her lover got home, and if it means Cragen's charges are dropped.

"Lex," the brunette mumbles again, "Alex. Your phone's ringing."

She reaches to the bedside table, doesn't recognize the number, puts it haphazardly to her ear anyway. "Cabot," she muffles out.

"ADA Alexandra Cabot?" The voice on the line is far too awake for the hour, and Alexandra winces.

"Yes."

"We found your card in the effects at our crime scene. Is a Mrs. Elizabeth Bluestone your client?"

Her blue eyes snap open wide as she sits up in the bed. Olivia is already back to sleep and breathing softly. "Yes. Did she ask for me?"

There is an apologetic pause on the line, then: "Uh, no ma'am. She's dead."

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Mitch is arrested and long gone from the scene by the time Alexandra arrives. The one cop car that remains outside has lights but no siren, the blue light illuminating the windows in staggered flashes. The darkened house full of shadows hulked on the lawn in the eerie quiet that follows chaos.

Unlike Olivia, who could flash a badge and push her way in to nearly anywhere, ADA credentials didn't grant Alex much entry. She waited uneasily for someone to fetch the cop in charge so she could get inside, and a younger guy, the one that had called her she presumed, came out to meet her.

"Neighbor called in a Domestic Disturbance," he explained quietly as he lead her into the house, "which escalated to Shots Fired before we even arrived. The husband went quietly enough, but the woman was DOA. We found your card in the pocket of her jeans."

At the end of the hall they turned into the bedroom, and Alex was hit immediately by the tell-tale scents of domestic violence that has reached its climax: sweat, gun powder, and the copper-metal tang of spilled blood. Her stomach lurched, already disquieted by her hangover.

Off the master bedroom there was an ensuite. The light inside it was on, the coroner and a CSI stood near the doorway, trading quiet murmurs between them.

"I don't imagine this was their first fight," the young cop said.

"No," Alex confirmed, her heart racing at the idea of looking inside the bathroom. She took another couple steps forward, then halted again. "Did he say anything?" she asked, "The husband?"

The police officer cleared his throat. The coroner, the CSI, both turned their heads to look at him. "He said . . . he said he wished he'd've had more bullets. Ma'am." He took a breath to tell the tall blonde ADA that she didn't have to go in there, but it was too late - she had closed the distance between herself and the doorway.

Alex swayed on her feet for just a second. Her nostrils flared, heart racing as her pupils dilated with the shock of fight or flight. Blood coated the bathroom tile, parts of the walls, and flecked the porcelain of the fixtures. Betty had dropped where she stood, a freeze-frame of her last moment, eyes wide open and a hole bulls-eyed into her forehead. The blood pooled around her head that had soaked into her dark hair was scattered with bits of brain and scalp and splinters of skull bone.

Mitch had said "I should give that bitch a piece of my mind," earlier that day, but instead had gone home and painted the ensuite with pieces of Betty's.

But the worst part were her eyes.

Not that they were open. Not even that they were dull with the finality of it all.

No, the worst of it was that instead of looking surprised by the turn of events the night had taken, Betty looked as meek and as cautious as she'd looked when apologizing to Alex after court. There was no righteous indignation, no pleading or regret.

Betty Bluestone looked for all the world as if she had been expecting it.

Betty Bluestone looked relieved.

Alexandra didn't see the long pale grey hallway wall, or recall ducking the crime scene tape as she rushed past the cop watching the front door. The next thing her eyes fixed on was the Bluestones' lawn as she threw up whatever was left of her drinks from earlier that evening. Normally, the ADA would be ashamed of such a rookie move, but Alex was past it that night. She was past all of it, perhaps for the first time in her whole life.

As the cold night air seeped into her skin, she thought of all her years at SVU. She thought of her years on the run - from Wisconsin to other made up lives, of all the people and love lost along the way. Then of Africa, of how anything she did there had been little more than a drip in a giant bucket of war and violence that never ended. Alex thought of Holland, of Knopf the cat, of Sky High, of the children she was probably keeping Olivia from having. There was all that loss, all those endings, all the change and activism that she had wanted to achieve.

And there was Betty, getting cold on the bloody bathroom tile.

It wouldn't do.

Not anymore.

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.

The clean white light from above the stove is the only illumination in the apartment when Olivia gets home the night of the day of Betty Bluestone's death. Cragen is still in lock up. Cassidy had been shot. Her entire world was upside down, and all she wanted was to crawl into Alex's arms and find sleep that wasn't tainted with the impotence of all her efforts.

On the counter across from the semicircle of light was a little dark object that Liv didn't recognize. She stumbled through taking off her shoes as she got closer. Slowly, a faint smile crossed her features as she held the item up into the light, turning it.

It was a set of Nesting dolls, but instead of the traditional Russian doll style, they were painted to look like a female cop in uniform. Liv twisted the doll open to get to the next one, closing the largest and setting it aside. She repeated with the second doll.

The third doll was not a cop.

Liv frowned. The third wooden doll was a likeness of Alex: blonde, court-ready in a formal skirt and jacket combo, her reading glasses on. Then the fourth and fifth dolls went back to cops in uniform. Lastly, even stranger, the tiniest of the dolls was painted as a baby. It was just a tiny, indistinguishable face, swaddled in a white blanket. Olivia used a fingernail to part the seam in the wood and popped it open.

Inside of it was a ring.

Alex's ring.

Olivia had bought it for her for the first birthday they'd spent together after Alexandra's return. It complimented the diamond and rose gold one that the blonde had bought all those years ago.

The finality of it gripped Liv slowly, a tingling numbness that started in her toes and filled her all the way up. It felt familiar, and somehow different all at once.

The Matryoshka doll was Alex's goodbye letter.

Olivia was finally, truly, alone.

TBC

[broachingoils]

Choosing the Right Rust Preventive Oil for Your Industry Needs

Rust and corrosion pose significant challenges across various industries, from automotive manufacturing to aerospace. The right rust preventive oil can protect metal surfaces, extending their lifespan and reducing maintenance costs. However, selecting the appropriate rust preventive oil requires understanding the specific needs of your industry and the characteristics of available products. This guide will help you choose the right rust preventive oil for your industry needs.

Understanding Rust Preventive Oils

Rust preventive oils are formulated to create a protective barrier on metal surfaces, preventing moisture, oxygen, and other corrosive elements from causing rust and corrosion. These oils not only protect against rust but also provide lubrication, which can reduce wear and friction on moving parts.

Types of Rust Preventive Oils

Solvent-Based Oils:

Characteristics: Thin and easy to apply, these oils evaporate quickly, leaving a protective film.

Applications: Ideal for temporary protection and for parts that need a quick drying time.

Oil-Based Oils:

Characteristics: Thicker with long-lasting protection, these oils provide robust barriers against moisture and corrosion.

Applications: Suitable for heavy-duty applications where prolonged protection is necessary.

Water-Based Oils:

Characteristics: Eco-friendly, these oils are easy to clean and often provide temporary protection.

Applications: Used in environments where environmental impact is a concern and for short-term protection.

Factors to Consider When Choosing Rust Preventive Oils

1. Type of Metal

Different metals react differently to rust preventive oils. It's crucial to select an oil compatible with the specific type of metal you are protecting. For example, aluminum may require a different formulation than steel.

2. Environmental Conditions

Consider the environmental conditions the metal will be exposed to:

Humidity: High humidity accelerates corrosion, requiring more robust protection.

Temperature: Extreme temperatures can affect the performance of the rust preventive oil.

Exposure to Salt: Coastal or marine environments need oils that can withstand salt corrosion.

3. Duration of Protection

Determine the length of time the metal needs protection:

Short-Term: For temporary storage or during transportation, a solvent-based oil might suffice.

Long-Term: For prolonged storage or in-service parts, an oil-based rust preventive oil is more suitable.

4. Application Method

Consider how the oil will be applied:

Spraying: Useful for large surfaces or hard-to-reach areas.

Brushing: Allows for precise application but can be labor-intensive.

Dipping/Immersion: Ideal for small parts or bulk items, ensuring complete coverage.

Wiping: Suitable for smaller areas or touch-up applications.

5. Industry-Specific Needs

Each industry has unique requirements:

Automotive: Requires oils that protect against road salts and chemicals.

Manufacturing: Needs oils that can protect machinery during both operation and storage.

Aerospace: Demands high-performance oils that can withstand extreme conditions.

Construction: Requires durable oils that can protect equipment exposed to the elements.

Selecting the Right Product

Research and Testing

Consult with Suppliers: Engage with suppliers to understand the best products for your needs. They can provide valuable insights and recommendations.

Test Products: Before making a final decision, test different oils under actual operating conditions. This will help you evaluate their effectiveness and suitability for your specific application.

Product Features to Look For

Film Thickness: Thicker films provide better protection but may be harder to remove.

Drying Time: Consider how quickly the oil needs to dry, especially if parts need to be handled or processed soon after application.

Removal Process: Some applications may require oils that are easy to remove before further processing or use.

Environmental Impact: Eco-friendly options are increasingly important, especially for industries with strict environmental regulations.

Conclusion

Choosing the right rust preventive oil is essential for protecting metal surfaces from corrosion and extending their lifespan. By considering factors such as the type of metal, environmental conditions, duration of protection, application method, and industry-specific needs, you can select the most suitable rust preventive oil for your requirements. Researching and testing products, consulting with suppliers, and focusing on key product features will ensure that you make an informed decision, safeguarding your metal assets and reducing maintenance costs. As industries continue to evolve, the importance of selecting high-quality rust preventive oils will only grow, making them a crucial component of effective maintenance and protection strategies.

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Maintaining the Gloss: Tips for Keeping Your Paint Protection Film Shiny

Paint Protection Film (PPF) is an excellent investment for anyone looking to preserve their vehicle's exterior. This invisible shield protects your car’s paint from chips, scratches, and other environmental damage. 

However, maintaining the gloss and clarity of your PPF requires regular care and attention. Here are some essential tips on how to maintain paint protection film and keep it looking shiny and new.

Regular Washing

Regular washing is the cornerstone of PPF maintenance. Dirt, dust, and grime can accumulate on the surface, dulling the film's shine. Here’s how to do it right:

Use a Gentle Car Wash Soap: Avoid harsh chemicals and detergents that can damage the PPF. Opt for a pH-balanced car wash soap designed for delicate surfaces.

Wash with Soft Mitts or Sponges: Use microfiber mitts or soft sponges to gently wash the surface. Abrasive materials can scratch the film.

Rinse Thoroughly: Ensure all soap is rinsed off completely to prevent residue buildup, which can dull the finish.

Proper Drying Techniques

Drying your vehicle properly after washing is crucial to prevent water spots and streaks, which can compromise the gloss of your PPF.

Use Microfiber Towels: Dry the car with high-quality microfiber towels. These towels are soft and absorbent, minimizing the risk of scratches.

Pat Dry, Don’t Wipe: Pat the surface dry instead of wiping to avoid scratching the film.

Avoid Direct Sunlight: Dry the vehicle in a shaded area to prevent water spots caused by the sun’s heat evaporating the water too quickly.

Regular Detailing

Detailing your car regularly helps maintain the shine and prolong the life of your PPF. This includes:

Clay Bar Treatment: Occasionally, use a clay bar to remove contaminants that washing alone cannot eliminate. This will help maintain a smooth and glossy surface.

Waxing: Apply a high-quality wax designed for PPF. Waxing not only enhances the gloss but also provides an additional layer of protection. Use a wax that is safe for use on plastic films to avoid any damage.

Sealants: Consider using a paint sealant for an even more robust protective layer. Sealants last longer than traditional wax and can provide better protection and shine.

Avoiding Damage

Preventing damage is key to maintaining the gloss of your PPF. Here are some precautions to take:

Park in a Garage or Shaded Area: Protect your car from the sun’s harmful UV rays, which can degrade the film over time.

Be Mindful of Parking: Avoid parking under trees where sap and bird droppings can fall on your car. These contaminants can be tough to remove and may damage the film if not addressed promptly.

Careful with Pressure Washers: If you use a pressure washer, maintain a safe distance to prevent the high-pressure water from lifting the edges of the film.

Handling Contaminants

Contaminants like bird droppings, tree sap, and bug splatters should be removed as soon as possible to prevent staining and damage.

Use a Quick Detailer Spray: Keep a quick detailer spray and microfiber cloth in your car for spot cleaning. These sprays are gentle and effective for removing contaminants without damaging the film.

Avoid Scrubbing: Never scrub aggressively. Soak the area with the detailer spray and gently wipe off the contaminant.

Professional Maintenance

For the best results, consider professional maintenance services. Experts have the tools and knowledge to keep your PPF in top condition.

Scheduled Inspections: Regularly scheduled inspections by professionals can identify and address minor issues before they become major problems.

Professional Detailing: A professional detailer can apply advanced products like ceramic coatings that offer superior protection and gloss.

Conclusion

Maintaining the gloss of your paint protection film requires consistent care and attention. By following these tips on how to maintain PPF, you can ensure your vehicle remains shiny and well-protected for years to come. Regular washing, proper drying, detailing, and avoiding potential damage are all crucial steps in preserving the appearance and effectiveness of your PPF. For optimal results, don’t hesitate to seek professional maintenance services. Your car’s glossy finish is a testament to your commitment to quality care.

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Different Types of Evaporators and Their Applications

Evaporation is an essential process used in various industries, including food processing, pharmaceuticals, chemicals, and petrochemicals. Evaporators are used to separate the solvent or liquid from the solute or solid. This process involves heating the solution until the liquid evaporates and leaves behind the solid or solute. Different types of evaporators are used in different industries depending on the requirements. In this blog, we will discuss the different types of evaporators and their applications, with a particular focus on wiped film evaporators and thin film evaporators.

Falling Film Evaporators

Falling film evaporators are commonly used in the food processing and dairy industries. The solution is fed into the top of the evaporator, where it flows down the inside of a vertical tube in a thin film. The tube is heated, causing the solvent to evaporate, leaving behind the concentrated solute. Falling film evaporators are efficient and can handle large volumes of liquid.

Rising Film Evaporators

Rising film evaporators are used in the sugar industry to concentrate sugar solutions. The solution is fed into the bottom of the evaporator, and steam is introduced from the top. The steam heats the solution, causing it to boil and form a rising film of bubbles. The concentrated solution is collected from the bottom of the evaporator.

Wiped Film Evaporators

Wiped film evaporators are used in the chemical, pharmaceutical, and petrochemical industries. The solution is fed into the top of the evaporator, where it forms a thin film on the inside of a vertical tube. The tube is heated, and a rotating wiper blade scrapes the film from the tube's surface. This process continuously replenishes the film, resulting in a high evaporation rate and high product quality.

Thin Film Evaporators

Thin film evaporators are similar to wiped film evaporators and are used in the chemical, pharmaceutical, and food industries. The solution is fed into the top of the evaporator,

where it forms a thin film on the inside of a heated tube. The tube's design ensures that the film remains in contact with the heated surface for a short period, resulting in a high evaporation rate and high product quality.

Wiped film evaporators and thin film evaporators are both high-performance evaporators that are widely used in the chemical and pharmaceutical industries. The main difference between the two is the way in which the film is removed from the heated surface. Wiped film evaporators use a rotating wiper blade, while thin film evaporators rely on the tube's design to ensure that the film remains in contact with the heated surface.

In conclusion, evaporators are essential in various industries, and different types of evaporators are used depending on the specific application. Wiped film evaporators and thin film evaporators are two high-performance evaporators that are widely used in the chemical and pharmaceutical industries. These evaporators offer high evaporation rates and produce high-quality products, making them ideal for applications where efficiency and quality are essential.

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The dreams were like obscure paintings or David Lynch films, with a hazy sense of confusion, marred with erratic moments of loud voices and the random spark of violence. And they seemed intense at the time, but, as soon as he awoke, the memories of them evaporated. All the stories were wiped within a few minutes and they never reappeared.

[yitengpack]

Alcohol Wet Wipes Packaging

Baolu Yiteng specializes in producing alcohol wipes packaging, designed for alcohol disinfectant and hand sanitizing purposes. Our packaging utilizes soft materials that ensure wet ones antibacterial wipes individually wrapped. We cater to various needs by offering multipurpose wipes packs suitable for travel, home, office, and larger gatherings. Additionally, our commitment to quality and convenience is reflected in the user-friendly design of our packaging, which includes features like resealable closures to prevent drying out and easy-to-carry sizes for on-the-go use. Our product range is developed with the consumer's hygiene and comfort in mind, making us a trusted choice for effective sanitization solutions.

Alcohol Wet Wipes Packaging Specifications

Materials

PET/PE/BOPP/MOPP/CPP

Printing

Gravure printing(up to 11 colors)

Design:

Custom OEM and ODM Service

Style Options

Single Wipes bag, wipes bag roll film, wipes bag cutting roll

Lamination

Dry lamination and Solvent-less lamination

Origin

China (Mainland)

Application

Personal care, hygiene care, and disinfection products, etc

Finish

Glossy, matte, hot stamping(gold, silver...), etc

MOQ

Our MOQ is 1 ton (lower quantity can be negotiable)

Sample

We offer (available stock) free sample and customized samples

Payment:

T/T, 30% deposit and mold making fee in advance,balance before shipment.

Alcohol Wet Wipes Packaging Materials

Baolu Yiteng's alcohol wet ones antibacterial wipes individually wrapped packaging is crafted from a combination of versatile materials, each playing a specific role to enhance the overall effectiveness and durability of the packaging. Polyethylene Terephthalate (PET) provides transparency and strength, while Polyethylene (PE) forms a flexible and moisture-resistant inner layer. Biaxially Oriented Polypropylene (BOPP) adds printability and gloss for vibrant designs, and Metalized Oriented Polypropylene (MOPP) reinforces barrier prop

erties against moisture and oxygen. Cast Polypropylene (CPP) contributes flexibility and heat resistance.

Alcohol Wet Wipes Packaging Functions

Alcohol wet wipes have become increasingly popular for personal hygiene, medical use, and general cleaning purposes, especially in the wake of heightened awareness about hygiene due to global health concerns. The alcohol wipes packaging plays a crucial role in maintaining their effectiveness, convenience, and safety. Here are some key functions of alcohol wet wipes packaging:

1. Maintaining Moisture and Efficacy: The primary function of the packaging is to keep the wipes moist. Alcohol evaporates quickly when exposed to air, so the alcohol wipes packaging must be airtight to prevent the wipes from drying out and losing their disinfecting properties.

2. Preventing Contamination: Packaging is designed to protect the wipes from external contamination. Once the package is opened, the design should minimize the risk of introducing bacteria or other contaminants into the package each time a wipe is removed.

3. Ease of Use: Packaging should allow for easy access to the wipes. This often involves a resealable label or lid that can be opened and closed securely. For individual wipe packages, ease of opening is also a key consideration.

4. Portability: For individual and small packs, the alcohol wipes packaging is designed to be compact and durable, making it easy for users to carry them in purses, pockets, or travel bags without the wipes drying out or the package getting damaged.

5. Sustainability: With growing environmental concerns, there is an increasing demand for packaging that is recyclable, biodegradable, or made from sustainable materials. Manufacturers are exploring more eco-friendly options for packaging to reduce plastic waste.

[holmesdentals]

What are the Benefits of using an Anti-Fog Dental Mirror?

Keeping your dental mirror fog-free is crucial for maintaining clear visibility during procedures. Here are some tips and solutions:

Warm Water Rinse: Before using the mirror, rinse it with warm water. This helps to raise the mirror's temperature closer to that of your breath, reducing fogging.

Anti-Fog Solutions: There are various anti-fog solutions available specifically designed for dental mirrors. These solutions create a thin film on the mirror's surface that prevents condensation from forming. Some popular options include:

Alcohol-based sprays: These solutions evaporate quickly and leave a thin layer on the mirror surface, preventing fogging.

Commercial anti-fog wipes: Pre-moistened wipes that can be used to clean and prevent fogging on dental mirrors.

Homemade solutions: Mixtures of water and detergent or toothpaste can also be effective in preventing fogging. Apply a small amount to the mirror and wipe it clean.

Ventilation: Ensure proper ventilation in the dental operatory to minimize moisture buildup, which can contribute to mirror fogging.

Avoiding Breathing Directly onto the Mirror: Try to control your breathing and avoid exhaling directly onto the mirror surface, as this can introduce moisture and contribute to fogging.

Benefits of using an anti-fog dental mirror include:

Improved visibility: Clear visibility during dental procedures is essential for accurate diagnosis and treatment.

Enhanced patient comfort: Fog-free mirrors allow for smoother and more comfortable procedures for patients.

Time-saving: Preventing fogging reduces the need to stop and clean the mirror during procedures, saving time for both the dentist and the patient.

When selecting an anti-fog solution for dental mirrors, consider factors such as effectiveness, ease of application, compatibility with mirror materials, and safety for both the dentist and the patient. It's also a good idea to follow manufacturer recommendations for proper use and maintenance.

Benefits of Using Anti-Fog Solutions:

Prevention of Interruptions: Fogging can interrupt dental procedures, causing delays as the mirror needs to be wiped clean. Anti-fog solutions help prevent these interruptions, allowing for smoother and more efficient workflow.

Accuracy: Clear visibility provided by anti-fog solutions ensures accurate assessment of dental conditions, leading to more precise diagnosis and treatment planning.

Professionalism: Maintaining clear, fog-free mirrors reflects positively on the professionalism of the dental practice, instilling confidence in patients and colleagues alike.

Longevity of Mirrors: Regular use of anti-fog solutions can help extend the lifespan of dental mirrors by preventing the accumulation of moisture and potential corrosion or damage.

Additional Tips for Keeping Dental Mirrors Fog-Free:

Proper Storage: Store dental mirrors in a clean, dry environment when not in use. Avoid storing them in areas with high humidity, as this can contribute to fogging.

Regular Maintenance: Clean dental mirrors regularly according to manufacturer recommendations. Remove any debris or residue that may affect visibility or the effectiveness of anti-fog solutions.

Quality Mirrors: Invest in high-quality dental mirrors that are designed to resist fogging. While these may be initially more expensive, they can offer better performance and durability in the long run.

Patient Education: Educate patients on the importance of clear visibility during dental procedures and how they can help by refraining from breathing directly onto the mirror.

By implementing these tips and utilizing effective anti-fog solutions, dental professionals can ensure optimal visibility and maintain high standards of patient care during procedures.

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Floating Seal Installing Tools

Installation tools and suitable installation procedure are highly recommended for series production and maintenance work. Installation process has a significant impact on seal performance, and diameters up to 1105mm installation tools are available for different mechanical face seals.

Before installation, arrange a cleaned seal, o-ring & housing and free from any mechanical damage and dent. Cleaning the seal using lint free wipe and ensure the seal face be thoroughly cleaned and no fine particles of dust should remain on it.

Place the o-ring on the metal seal ring at the bottom of the seal ring ramp and against the bottom of the seal ring ramp and against the retaining lip and then check it is properly sleeved. Make sure the o-rings are straight on the rim and not twist or squeeze.

Engage the lip of the installation tool between the gap of o-ring and seal face inside the circular guide way groove of the tool, and bring the edges of clamp close to each other.

Press the seal ring into the housing like a snap fastener, and press the fixture with even load on the guide plate. Small rings can be manually fixed, however for big rings apply even and gentle pressure around the rim of guide plate using wooden mallet.

Ensure that afterwards the housing face is parallel to the seal face, and o-rings must not undulate in the housing bore or kink and bulge out of the bore. Ensure the clearance between the seal ring housing bores with FUYOTE engineer.

Do not use sharp instruments in floating seal installation. Inappropriate tool cause irreversible damage of metal ring's sealing face. Because mechanical face seals are high precision product, especially the contact band, tools must be used in installation. We recommend the use of installation tools to ensure a proper installation of o-rings. If improperly installed, twist on o-rings might lead to uneven stress and creep down from the metal ring. Eventually cause early failure.

Keep the floating seal in the original packaging until installation, in case dust will get inside the seal before installation. Fine-finished seal faces of the metal seal rings and the o-rings need to be carefully protected from damage and contamination.

The seal housing which contact the rubber o-rings need to be clean and free from machining debris before installation. This should be done using a lint free wipe. Remove the foreign material from the o-rings, ramps and the lips of both seal rings.

Use alcohol to clean the parts instead of any other oil that leaves oil film or do not evaporates. Only use lint free wipes or cloths, and never use tissue paper or cotton waste.

O-rings cannot be used with blow holes or damages. And also cannot be twisted inside housing.

Do not use sharp tools to locate o-rings and hammer on sealing surface.

Check for sealing edge free from dirt, dust, and hair. Keep the sealing surface clean thoroughly before installation, and never allow sealing surface be dirty, keep it be cleaned well before assembly.

After compete the final assembly of the unit, make sure both seals are in the correct hosing position, due to high impact can scratch or break the seal components. A new set will have to be installed even the wear limit is not yet reached, when the seal set is taken apart in the course of repairs.

Split tooling coding

Product number

FAT0010

CS9200

FAT0020

CS8250

FAT0030

CS7800

FAT0040

CS3250

FAT0050

CS2202

FAT0060

CS2050

FAT0070

CS1780

FAT0080

CS1630

FAT0090

CS10300

FAT0100

CS8950

FAT0110

CS3660

FAT0120

CS5590

FAT0130

CS6670

FAT0140

CS5050

FAT0150

CS10440

FAT0170

CS3180

FAT0180

CS1780

FAT0190

CS4290

FAT0200

CS1095

FAT0210

CS1501

FAT0230

CS1150

FAT0240

CS1240

FAT0250

CS1542

FAT0260

CS7800

FAT0270

CS2204

FAT0280

CS2980

FAT0290

CS3500

FAT0300

CS6600

FAT0310

CS8300

FAT0320

CS3002

FAT0330

CS3870

FAT0340

CS3000

FAT0350

CS3400

FAT0360

CS3181

FAT0370

CS1300

FAT0380

CS3700

FAT0390

CS1540

FAT0400

CS4700

FAT0410

CS2520

FAT0420

CS1461

FAT0430

CS1820

FAT0440

CS2230

FAT0450

CS0905

FAT0460

CS1250

FAT0470

CS1770

FAT0480

CS2652

FAT0490

CS0380

FAT0500

CS0730

FAT0510

CS1541

FAT0520

CS1240

FAT0530

CS2250

FAT0540

CS1820

FAT0550

CS3805

FAT0560

CS2820

FAT0570

CS7380

FAT0580

CS5960

FAT0590

CS5910

FAT0600

CS4500

FAT0610

CS2235

FAT0620

CS2750

FAT0630

CS5800

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