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You can see all this statistics one by one or combined and animated! If you wanna know more about the world go check &lt;a href="http://graphs.gapminder.org/world/"&gt;http://graphs.gapminder.org/world/&lt;/a&gt;, you will like it for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slideshare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;If you're type of person who prefers to view presentations instead of long readings check &lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net"&gt;slideshare.net&lt;/a&gt;, you'll find something. Also -Top Presentations of the Day- part is worth to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Google Reader&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Mmm, dunno if still unpopular but I definitely like it. It collects all the feeds you follow to one single place, checks all your feeds each hour, and stores them online. You receive the feeds as you receive your emails. - &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/reader"&gt;www.google.com/reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feedburner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;If you are providing feeds from your website, and don't know how frequent people check your feed instead of checking your website, direct your website's feed to feedburner, and it will tell you how popular your RSS feeds are - (You may not know about feedburner yet, but for sure Google knows about it: Google has acquired feedburner - &lt;a href="http://www.feedburner.com/google"&gt;http://www.feedburner.com/google&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feed43&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This converts websites to RSS feeds. I have many friends on nomadlife.org, and as far as I see there's problem with the feeds of nomadlife.org. So what I do is to convert my friends' blogs into RSS feeds using Feed43. Working pretty well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Streetview function of Google Maps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Google now goes in the streets of some cities (for example Madrid) and take 360 degrees pictures of the streets by car. If you haven't checked a popular city lately, go check Madrid for example, you can walk on the streets of Madrid and see actually how it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jake and Amir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College Humor, videos from two funny guys. I used to have so much fun with a similar Turkish comedian group, and now I found the same format in English. 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