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Azureus

The original Bittorrent client failed to impress me & I had to switch allegiance to Azureus, a Java-based client that has won Sourceforge.net's Community Choice Award (2006) for "Best Overall" Category.

This client comes with its own share of problems. The interface looks amateurish & closely resembles that of the Eclipse IDE. Launching the client immediately throws up a series of error messages. Overlook them & the product works just fine.

The Bittorrent protocol, though, has not been too impressive. My biggest gripe is its slow speed.

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Anonymous said…
I'd be glad to help....next time I'm in B'lore, we should meet up and work out a plan. Hope you're having a great wknd!
Sunday, April 23, 2006 3:08:00 PM
Deepanjan said…
Next time you're in B'lore, you should speak up and let me know there's a blondie in town!
I would love to meet you!
Sunday, April 23, 2006 4:25:00 PM
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