| /packages/apps/Camera2/res/values/ |
| arrays.xml | 417 <item>backdropper/gallery</item>
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| /packages/apps/Camera2/src/com/android/camera/crop/ |
| SaveImage.java | 422 * Gets the actual filename for a Uri from Gallery's ContentProvider.
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| /packages/apps/Contacts/res/values-el/ |
| strings.xml | 147 <string name="pick_new_photo" msgid="7962368009197147617">"??????? ???? ??????????? ??? ?? Gallery"</string>
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| /packages/apps/Contacts/src/com/android/contacts/activities/ |
| PhotoSelectionActivity.java | 491 // from the gallery), but with slightly different wording.
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| /packages/apps/Gallery/src/com/android/camera/ |
| HighlightView.java | 19 import com.android.gallery.R;
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| /packages/apps/Gallery2/res/values/ |
| arrays.xml | 417 <item>backdropper/gallery</item>
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| strings.xml | 18 <string name="app_name">Gallery</string>
135 <!-- Title of a menu item to switch from Gallery to Camera app [CHAR LIMIT=30] -->
257 <string name="appwidget_title">Photo Gallery</string>
525 <!-- Text to show with progress bar while stitching in Gallery -->
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| /packages/apps/Gallery2/src/com/android/gallery3d/ui/ |
| ActionModeHandler.java | 184 "Gallery Delete Progress Listener");
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| GLRootView.java | 539 Profile.dumpToFile("/sdcard/gallery.prof");
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| /packages/apps/LegacyCamera/src/com/android/camera/ |
| CameraSettings.java | 412 // or specifies 'gallery'.
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| VideoCamera.java | 141 private static final String EFFECT_BG_FROM_GALLERY = "gallery";
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| autoupdate.html | 355 <p>If you publish your extension using the <a href="https://chrome.google.com/webstore/developer/dashboard">Chrome Developer Dashboard</a>, you can <em>ignore this page</em>. You can use the dashboard to release updated versions of your extension to users, as well as to the Extensions Gallery or Chrome Web Store.</p>
357 <p>If you want to host your extension somewhere other than the gallery or store, keep reading.
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| faq.html | 325 <a href="http://www.google.com/support/chrome/bin/answer.py?answer=113909">gallery help</a>.
513 before hosting it in the Google Chrome Extensions Gallery
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| /external/chromium/chrome/common/extensions/docs/static/ |
| faq.html | 11 <a href="http://www.google.com/support/chrome/bin/answer.py?answer=113909">gallery help</a>.
200 before hosting it in the Google Chrome Extensions Gallery
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| /frameworks/base/docs/html/guide/practices/ |
| tablets-and-handsets.jd | 24 Gallery</a></li>
353 href="{@docRoot}resources/samples/HoneycombGallery/index.html">Honeycomb Gallery</a>
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| /frameworks/base/docs/html/guide/topics/ui/ |
| custom-components.jd | 29 {@link android.widget.Gallery Gallery},
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| /packages/apps/Gallery2/res/values-en-rGB/ |
| strings.xml | 19 <string name="app_name" msgid="1928079047368929634">"Gallery"</string>
113 <string name="appwidget_title" msgid="6410561146863700411">"Photo Gallery"</string>
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| /packages/apps/Gallery2/res/values-en-rIN/ |
| strings.xml | 19 <string name="app_name" msgid="1928079047368929634">"Gallery"</string>
113 <string name="appwidget_title" msgid="6410561146863700411">"Photo Gallery"</string>
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| /packages/apps/Gallery2/res/values-tl/ |
| strings.xml | 19 <string name="app_name" msgid="1928079047368929634">"Gallery"</string>
113 <string name="appwidget_title" msgid="6410561146863700411">"Photo Gallery"</string>
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| /external/chromium_org/chrome/common/ |
| chrome_switches.cc | 87 const char kAppsGalleryDownloadURL[] = "apps-gallery-download-url";
94 "apps-gallery-install-auto-confirm-for-tests";
96 // The URL to use for the gallery link in the app launcher.
97 const char kAppsGalleryURL[] = "apps-gallery-url";
99 // The update url used by gallery/webstore extensions.
100 const char kAppsGalleryUpdateURL[] = "apps-gallery-update-url";
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| /packages/apps/Camera/src/com/android/camera/ |
| PhotoModule.java | 102 // We number the request code from 1000 to avoid collision with Gallery.
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| /frameworks/base/core/res/res/values/ |
| themes.xml | 161 <!-- Gallery attributes -->
252 <item name="galleryStyle">@android:style/Widget.Gallery</item>
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| /external/chromium_org/third_party/WebKit/PerformanceTests/Layout/ |
| chapter-reflow-once.html | 55 <p><span>We were accustomed to sardine-box conditions in the always overcrowded press gallery of the Reichstag on "great days," but to-day we were piled on top of one another in closer formation even than a Prussian infantry platoon in the charge. Familiar faces were missing. Comert, of</span> <em class="italics">Le Temps</em><span>, Caro, of</span> <em class="italics">Le Matin</em><span>, and Bonnefon, of</span> <em class="italics">Le Figaro</em><span>, were not there. They had escaped, we were glad to hear, by one of the very last trains across the French frontier. Löwenton (a brother of Madame Nazimoff), Grossmann, Markoff and Melnikoff, our long-time Russian colleagues, were absent, too. Had they gained Wirballen in time, we wondered, or were they languishing in Spandau?</span></p>
61 <p><span>All eyes in the Press Gallery are riveted on the broad left arc of the floor usurped by the one hundred and eleven Social Democratic deputies of the House of three hundred and ninety-seven members. For the first time in German history their cheers are mingling with those of other parties in support of a Government policy. That, after the Belgian revelation, is beyond all question the dominating feature of a scene tremendous with meaning in countless respects. There is nothing perfunctory about the "Reds'" enthusiasm; that is plain. It is real, spontaneous, universal. No man of them keeps his seat. All are on their feet, succumbing to the engulfing magnitude of the moment. That, it instantly occurs to us, means much to Germany at such an hour. It means that the hope which more than one of the Fatherland's prospective foes in years gone by has fondly cherished, of Socialist revolt in the hour of Germany's peril, was illusory hope. The Chancellor knows what it means. "Our army is in the field!" he declares, trembling with emotion. "Our fleet is ready for battle! The whole German nation stands behind them!" As one man, the entire Reichstag now rises, shouting its approval of these historic words in tones of frenzied exaltation. For two full minutes pandemonium reigns unchecked. Bethmann Hollweg is turning to the Social Democrats. His fist is clenched and he brandishes it in their direction--not in anger this time, but in triumph--and, as if he were proclaiming the proud sentiment for all the world to hear, he exclaims, at the top of his voice, "Yea, the whole nation!" Thus was Armageddon born. Germany, all present knew, would be at war before another sun had gone down, not only with Russia and France, but with England, and, of course, with Belgium, too.</span></p>
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| chapter-reflow-thrice.html | 55 <p><span>We were accustomed to sardine-box conditions in the always overcrowded press gallery of the Reichstag on "great days," but to-day we were piled on top of one another in closer formation even than a Prussian infantry platoon in the charge. Familiar faces were missing. Comert, of</span> <em class="italics">Le Temps</em><span>, Caro, of</span> <em class="italics">Le Matin</em><span>, and Bonnefon, of</span> <em class="italics">Le Figaro</em><span>, were not there. They had escaped, we were glad to hear, by one of the very last trains across the French frontier. Löwenton (a brother of Madame Nazimoff), Grossmann, Markoff and Melnikoff, our long-time Russian colleagues, were absent, too. Had they gained Wirballen in time, we wondered, or were they languishing in Spandau?</span></p>
61 <p><span>All eyes in the Press Gallery are riveted on the broad left arc of the floor usurped by the one hundred and eleven Social Democratic deputies of the House of three hundred and ninety-seven members. For the first time in German history their cheers are mingling with those of other parties in support of a Government policy. That, after the Belgian revelation, is beyond all question the dominating feature of a scene tremendous with meaning in countless respects. There is nothing perfunctory about the "Reds'" enthusiasm; that is plain. It is real, spontaneous, universal. No man of them keeps his seat. All are on their feet, succumbing to the engulfing magnitude of the moment. That, it instantly occurs to us, means much to Germany at such an hour. It means that the hope which more than one of the Fatherland's prospective foes in years gone by has fondly cherished, of Socialist revolt in the hour of Germany's peril, was illusory hope. The Chancellor knows what it means. "Our army is in the field!" he declares, trembling with emotion. "Our fleet is ready for battle! The whole German nation stands behind them!" As one man, the entire Reichstag now rises, shouting its approval of these historic words in tones of frenzied exaltation. For two full minutes pandemonium reigns unchecked. Bethmann Hollweg is turning to the Social Democrats. His fist is clenched and he brandishes it in their direction--not in anger this time, but in triumph--and, as if he were proclaiming the proud sentiment for all the world to hear, he exclaims, at the top of his voice, "Yea, the whole nation!" Thus was Armageddon born. Germany, all present knew, would be at war before another sun had gone down, not only with Russia and France, but with England, and, of course, with Belgium, too.</span></p>
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| chapter-reflow-twice.html | 55 <p><span>We were accustomed to sardine-box conditions in the always overcrowded press gallery of the Reichstag on "great days," but to-day we were piled on top of one another in closer formation even than a Prussian infantry platoon in the charge. Familiar faces were missing. Comert, of</span> <em class="italics">Le Temps</em><span>, Caro, of</span> <em class="italics">Le Matin</em><span>, and Bonnefon, of</span> <em class="italics">Le Figaro</em><span>, were not there. They had escaped, we were glad to hear, by one of the very last trains across the French frontier. Löwenton (a brother of Madame Nazimoff), Grossmann, Markoff and Melnikoff, our long-time Russian colleagues, were absent, too. Had they gained Wirballen in time, we wondered, or were they languishing in Spandau?</span></p>
61 <p><span>All eyes in the Press Gallery are riveted on the broad left arc of the floor usurped by the one hundred and eleven Social Democratic deputies of the House of three hundred and ninety-seven members. For the first time in German history their cheers are mingling with those of other parties in support of a Government policy. That, after the Belgian revelation, is beyond all question the dominating feature of a scene tremendous with meaning in countless respects. There is nothing perfunctory about the "Reds'" enthusiasm; that is plain. It is real, spontaneous, universal. No man of them keeps his seat. All are on their feet, succumbing to the engulfing magnitude of the moment. That, it instantly occurs to us, means much to Germany at such an hour. It means that the hope which more than one of the Fatherland's prospective foes in years gone by has fondly cherished, of Socialist revolt in the hour of Germany's peril, was illusory hope. The Chancellor knows what it means. "Our army is in the field!" he declares, trembling with emotion. "Our fleet is ready for battle! The whole German nation stands behind them!" As one man, the entire Reichstag now rises, shouting its approval of these historic words in tones of frenzied exaltation. For two full minutes pandemonium reigns unchecked. Bethmann Hollweg is turning to the Social Democrats. His fist is clenched and he brandishes it in their direction--not in anger this time, but in triumph--and, as if he were proclaiming the proud sentiment for all the world to hear, he exclaims, at the top of his voice, "Yea, the whole nation!" Thus was Armageddon born. Germany, all present knew, would be at war before another sun had gone down, not only with Russia and France, but with England, and, of course, with Belgium, too.</span></p>
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