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Jolicloud 1.0 Has an HTML5 UI

kai_hiwatari writes "Jolicloud 1.0, a Linux based OS for netbooks, was launched a few days back. In this new release, the developers have completely replaced the old interface based on Ubuntu Netbook Remix in favor of a new one based on HTML5. Jolicloud 1.0 also features a new syncing feature using which you can sync installed applications across all your systems running on Jolicloud. Other interesting features includes new app center, social stream, etc."

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  1. George did a quick resume of the article: by GNUALMAFUERTE · · Score: 0, Offtopic

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    --
    WTF am I doing replying to an AC at 5 A.M on a Friday night?