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Monday, January 3rd, 2011
7:34 pm	@@@@@Jus' a little ole womanHe brings it up @@@@@Jus' a little ole womanHe brings it up again, holding it steadily, moving the front sight over until it points a few inches below the muscle of the forelegAh'm goin' to git him through the heart BAA-WOWWW! It is someone else's gun, and the deer dropsThe boy runs forward almost weepingWho shot him? That was mah deerI'll kill the one sonofabitch who shot him Jesse Croft is laughing at himAh tole you, boy, to set where Ah put you Ah tracked that deer You scared that deer into meAh yeard ya footing it from a mile awayYou're a goddam liarThe boy throws himself at his father, and tries to strike him Jesse Croft gives him a blow across the mouth, and he sits downYou ole sonofabitch, he screams, and flings himself at his father again Jesse holds him off, laughingLittle ole wildcat, ain't ya? Well, you got to wait ten years 'fore you can whop your pa That deer were mine One that wins is the one that gits it The tears freeze in the boy's eyes and witherHe is thinking that if he hadn't trembled he would have shot the deer first "Yes, sir," Jesse Croft said, "they wa'n' a thing my Sam could stand to have ya beat him inWhen he was 'bout twelve, they was a fool kid down at Harper who used to give Sam a lickin' (Scratching the back of his gray scraggly hair, his hat in his ha (Comment on this)
Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
7:39 pm	vintage gucci,used louis vuitton,sale gucci... vintage gucci,used louis vuitton,sale gucci handbags,wallet vuitton,louis vuitton denim@@@@@ I'll write a nice fat bank draft after breakfast, she thought "These are the best biscuits I ever tasted," Scarlett said"Could I have another?" She was beginning to feel much better with a good sleep behind her, a good meal in her stomach, and the children taken care of She knew she should go back to Atlanta-she still had to do something about BeauAshley, too; she'd promised Melanie But she'd think about that laterShe'd come to Tara for country peace and quiet, she was vintage gucci determined to have some before she left After breakfast Suellen went out to the kitchenProbably to complain about something, Scarlett thought uncharitably It gave her a chance to be alone and peaceful The house is so quietThe children must be having their breakfast in the kitchen, and of course Will's long gone to the fields with Wade dogging his footsteps, just the way he used to when Will first came to Tara Wade'll be much happier here than in Atlanta, especially with used louis vuitton Rhett gone- No, I won't think about that now, I'll go crazy if I doI'll just enjoy the peace and quiet, it's what I came forShe poured herself another cup of coffee, not caring that it was only lukewarm Sunlight through the window behind her illuminated the painting on the wall opposite, above the scarred sideboardWill had done a grand job repairing the furniture that the Yankee soldiers had broken up, but even he couldn't remove the deep gouges they'd made with sale gucci handbags their swords Or the bayonet wound in Grandma Robillard's portraitWhatever soldier had stabbed her must have been drunk, Scarlett figured, because he'd missed both the arrogant almost-sneer on Grandma's thin-nosed face and the bosoms that rounded up over her low cut gownAll he'd done was jab through her left earring, and now she looked even more interesting wearing just oneHer mother's mother was the only ancestor who really interested Scarlett, and it frustrated her that wallet vuitton nobody would ever tell her enough about her grandmotherMarried three times, she had learned that much from her mother, but no detailsAnd Mammy always cut off tales of life in Savannah just when they started getting interesting There had been duels fought over Grandma, and the fashions of her day had been scandalous, with ladies deliberately wetting their thin muslin gowns so that they'd cling to their legs And the rest of them, too, from the look of things in the louis vuitton denim portrait (Comment on this)
Saturday, January 1st, 2011
7:42 pm	@@@@@ “How?” Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE @@@@@ “How?” Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 165 “By my wandering around the grounds very much in the open where he or one of his scouts will see me and hear me “Why would that force him to come out after you?” “Because I will not be with the nurse he had assigned to meI will be with someone else, unknown to him, someone who would have no reason at all to kill me Again Bourne looked at the old Frenchman in silence“Bait,” he said finally “A lure so provocative it will drive him into a frenzy until he has it in his possession—has me in his grip so he can question meYou see, I’m vital to him—more specifically, my death is vital— and everything is timing to himhis diction, how is it said?” “His byword, his method of operation, I suppose “It is how he has survived, how he has made the most of each kill, each over the years adding to his reputation as the assassin suprêmeUntil a man named Jason Bourne came out of the Far East he has never been the same sinceBut you know all that—” “I don’t care about all that,” interrupted Jason “After I’m gone he can reveal who Jean Pierre Fontaine, the hero of France, really wasAn impostor, his impostor, his creation, the instrument of death who was the snare for Jason Bourne What a triumph for him! But he cannot do that until I’m deadQuite simply, it would be too inconvenientI know too much, too many of my colleagues in the gutters of ParisNo, I must be dead before he has his triumph “Then he’ll kill you when he sees you “Not until he has his answers, monsieurWhere is his killer nurse? What has happened to her? Did Le Caméléon find her, turn her, do away with her? Have the British authorities got her? Is she on her way to London and MI-Six with all their chemicals, to be turned over at last to Interpol? So many questionsNo, he will not kill me until he learns what he must learnIt may take only minutes to satisfy him, but long before then I trust that you will be at my side insuring my survival, if not his “The nurse? Whoever it is, she’ll be shot (Comment on this)
Friday, December 31st, 2010
7:42 pm	@@@@@ Jack came back from the guest room and sat @@@@@ Jack came back from the guest room and sat on the arm of the couch - the perch, I thought, of a young man who wants to be gone"You've got all your basic staples," he said, "plus salad-in-a-bag, hamburger, and one of those cooked chickens in a plastic capsule - we call em Astronaut Chickens at my houseI hope that's okay with you "Two per cent milk-" "Also fine " - and Half-n-HalfI can get you real cream next time, if you want it "You want to clog my one remaining artery?" 76 He laughed"There's a little pantry with all kinds of canned shiThe cable's hooked up, the computer's Internet-ready - I got you Wi- Fi, costs a little extra, but it's way cool - and I can get satellite installed if you want itHe was a good kid, but I wanted to listen to the Gulf, sweet-talking me with words it wouldn't remember a minute laterAnd I wanted to listen to the house, see if it had anything to sayI had an idea maybe it did "The keys're in an envelope on the kitchen table - car keys, too - and a list of numbers you might need are on the fridgeI've got classes at FSU in Sarasota every day except Monday, but I'll be carrying my cell, and I'll be coming by Tuesdays and Thursdays at five unless we make a different arrangement I reached in my pocket and brought out my money-clip"I want to give you a little extraThis is a sweet gig, MrGood pay and good hoursI'd feel like a hound taking any extra 77 That made me laugh, and I put my dough back in my pocket "Maybe you ought to take a nap," he said, getting up It was odd to be treated like Grandpa Walton, but I supposed I'd better get used to it"What happened to the other house at the north end of Casey Key?" "Huh?" "You said one went into the drinkWhat happened to the other one?" "Far as I know, it's still thereAlthough if a big storm like Charley ever hits this part of the coast dead-on, it's gonna be like a going-out-ofbusiness sale: everything must g (Comment on this)
Thursday, December 30th, 2010
7:34 pm	@@@@@And it must seem… strange “Tell me @@@@@And it must seem… strange “Tell me something,” Ian said after a moment “If I know the answer “It's not a hard question He didn't ask it right awayInstead, he reached across the narrow space and picked up my hand He held it in both of his for a moment, and then he trailed the fingers of his left hand slowly up my arm, from my wrist to my shoulderJust as slowly, he pulled them back againHe looked at the skin of my arm rather than my face, watching the goose bumps that formed along the path of his fingers “Does that feel good or bad to you?” he asked Bad,Melanie insisted But it doesn't hurt,I protested That's not what he's askingWhen he says good… Oh, it's like talking to a child! I'm not even a year old, you knowOr am I now?I was sidetracked, trying to figure out the date Melanie was not distractedood, to him, means the way it feels when Jared touches usThe memory she provided was not one from the cavesIt was in the magic canyon, at sunsetJared stood behind her and let his hands follow the shape of her arms, from her shoulders to her wristsI shivered at the pleasure of the simple touch “Wanda?” “Melanie says bad,” I whispered “What doyou say?” “I say… I don't know When I could meet his eyes, they were warmer than I expected“I can't even imagine how confusing this all must be to you (Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
7:34 pm	@@@@@His thighs and torso had been burned in @@@@@His thighs and torso had been burned in escaping from the half-track, and he was stretched out on his back with his legs separated and his knees raisedThe singed cloth of his uniform had rotted away and it exposed his scorched genitalsThey had burned down to tiny stumps but the ash of his pubic hair still remained like a tight clump of steel wool Wilson poked about the wreckage, and then sighed"They done stripped 'em all of souvenirs," he said Gallagher swayed back and forth drunkenly"Who did? Who the fug did? Wilson, you're a goddam liarYou stole all the souvenirs Wilson ignored him"It's a damn shame's all Ah can say when a bunch of men like us is risking our ass for a whole goddam week, and they ain't even any souvenirs left His voice trailed off bitterly"Goddam shame," he repeated to himself Martinez prodded with his shoe the genitals of the charred corpseThe genitals collapsed with a small crispy sound as if he had stuck his finger into a coil of cigar ashHe felt a trace of pleasure, which was lost in the gloominess he now feltThis liquor had made him despondent and the walk had intensified this; he felt no horror nor any fear at the bodies; his own terror of death had no relation to the smells and the cruel shapes into which physical death could force a bodyHe could not have said why he was gloomy, but he had to fasten it upon somethingHe resented the money he had spent for the whisky, and for the past half hour he had been trying to calculate how long it would take him to replace that money with his pay Red leaned against the half-trackHe was feeling dizzy and he extended his arm over the metal tread guardHis hand closed on a piece of pulpy fruit and he dropped it hastilyThe fruit was red and looked like a pear, but he had never seen anything like it before"Where the hell this come from?" he asked thickly "That's Jap food," Wilson said "Where'd they get it?" "Ah don' know," Wilson shrugged (Comment on this)
Monday, December 27th, 2010
7:38 pm	@@@@@I don't do business twice with somebody @@@@@I don't do business twice with somebody that cheats me once "That must have been a mistake, MrI was green myself, just learning the lumber businessYou remember how it was those days The Yankees were breathing down our necks every waking minuteI was scared to death all the time Her eyes swam in unshed tears, and her very lightly rouged lips trembledShe was a small forlorn figureKennedy, was killed when the Yankees broke up a Klan meeting Colleton's direct, knowing gaze was disconcertingHis eyes were on a level with hers, and they were as hard as marbleScarlett took her hand off his sleeveWhat was she going to do? She couldn't fail, not in thisHe had to take the job"I made a deathbed promise to my dearest friend, Mrll Her tears were unplanned nowWilkes asked me to help, and now I'm asking you The whole story tumbled out-how Melanie had always sheltered AshleyAshley's ineptness as a businessman his attempt to bury himself with his wife the stacks of unsold lumber the need for secrecy Colleton held up his hand to stop herWilkes, I'll take the job His hand dropped, exten (Comment on this)
Sunday, December 26th, 2010
7:42 pm	@@@@@So where is it?” The mafioso got slowly, @@@@@So where is it?” The mafioso got slowly, menacingly to his feet“Listen to me, avvocato, you gotta lot of fancy words that make for conclusions, but we ain’t got no book like that and I’ll tell you how I can prove it! If there was anything anywhere written down that could burn your ass, I’d be shoving it in your face right now, capisce?” “That’s not illogical,” said the well-dressed attorney, once again uncrossing and crossing his legs as the resentful capo sullenly returned to the couch“Flannagan,” added the Wall Street lawyerHe and his hairdresser bitch had to have their insurance policy, no doubt with minor extortion in the bargainActually, I’m relievedThey could never use it without exposing themselvesAccept my apologies, Louis “Your business finished?” “I believe so “Now, the Jew shrink “What about him?” “Like I said, he’s a gold mine “Without his patients’ files, less than twenty-four carat, I think “Then you think wrong,” countered Louis“Like I told Armbruster before he became another big impediment for you, we got doctors, tooSpecialists in all kinds of medical things, including what they call motor responses and, get this, ‘triggered mental recall under states of external control’—I remembered that one especiallyIt’s a whole different kind of gun at your head, only no blood “I assume there’s a point to this Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 213 “You can bet your country club on itWe’re moving the Jew to a place in Pennsylvania, a kind of nursing home where only the richest people go to get dried out or straightened out, if ya know what I meanAdvanced medical equipment, superior staff—well-patrolled groundsA lot of your crowd passes through—” “Go on,” interrupted the attorney, looking at his gold Rolex watch “Make time for thisAccording to my specialists—and I purposely used the word ‘my,’ if you follow me—on a prearranged schedule, say every fourth or fifth day, the new patient is ‘shot up to the moon’—that’s the phrase they use, it’s not mine, Christ knowsBetween times he’s been treated real goodHe’s been fed the right neutermints or whatever they are, given the proper exercise, a lot of sleep and all the rest of that shitWe should all be so careful of our bodies, right, avvocato?” “Some of us play squash every other da (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 25th, 2010
7:42 pm	@@@@@ 128 Ah, but that sound was restful Without @@@@@ 128 Ah, but that sound was restful Without opening my eyes, I felt for Ilse's e-mail and ran the tips of my fingers over it againI did this with my right handThen I opened my eyes, brushed the e-mail printout aside with the hand that was there, and pulled the Artisan pad onto my lapI flipped back the cover, shook all twelve of the pre-sharpened Venus pencils onto the table in front of me, and began to drawI had an idea I meant to draw Ilse - who had I been thinking of, after all? - and thought I'd make a spectacularly bad job of it, because I hadn't attempted a single human figure since starting to draw againBut it wasn't Ilse, and it wasn't badNot great, maybe, not Rembrandt (not even Norman Rockwell), but not bad It was a young man in jeans and a Minnesota Twins tee-shirtThe number on the tee was 48, which meant nothing to me; in my old life I used to go to as many T-Wolves games as I could, but I've never been a baseball fanThe guy had blond hair which I knew wasn't quite right; I didn't have the colors to get the exact darkening-toward-brown shadeHe was carrying a book in one handHe was Ilse's special newsThat was what the shells were saying as the tide lifted them and turned them and dropped them againShe had a ring, a diamond, he had bought it at - I had been shading the young man's jeans with Venus BlueNow I dropped it, picked up the black, and stroked the word ZALES at the bottom of the sheetIt was information; it was also the name of the picture Then, without a pause, I dropped the black, picked up orange, and added workbootsThe orange was too bright, it made the boots look new when they weren't, but the idea was right I scratched at my right arm, scratched through my right arm, and got my ribs insteadI muttered "Fuck" under my breathBeneath me, the shells seemed to grate a nameAnd something was wrong hereI didn't know where that sense of wrongness was coming from, but all at once the phantom itch in my right arm became a cold ache 130 I tossed back the top sheet on the pad and sketched again, this time using just the red pe (Comment on this)
Friday, December 24th, 2010
7:34 pm	gucci fashion,handbag dolce gabbana,gucci... gucci fashion,handbag dolce gabbana,gucci horsebit hobo,louis vuitton men,rolex ladies watch@@@@@Maybe Ididn't want to know I ran as quietly as I could down the dark tunnel CHAPTER 40 Horrified Islowed when I heard the sound of voicesI was not close enough to the hospital for it to be DocOthers were on their way backI pressed gucci fashion myself against the rock wall and crept forward as quietly as I couldMy breathing was ragged from runningI covered my mouth with my hand to stifle the soundwhy we keep doing this,” someone complained I wasn't sure whose voice it wasSomeone I handbag dolce gabbana didn't know wellMaybe Violetta? It held that same depressed tone that I recognized from beforeIt erased any notion that I'd been imagining things “Doc didn't want toIt was Jared's idea this time I was sure that it was Geoffrey who spoke gucci horsebit hobo now, though his voice was a little changed by the subdued revulsion in itGeoffrey had been with Trudy on the raid, of courseThey did everything together “I thought he was the biggest opponent to this business That was Travis, I louis vuitton men guessed “He's more… motivated now,” Geoffrey answeredHis voice was quiet, but I could tell he was angry about something They passed just half a foot from where I cringed into the rocksI froze, holding my breath “I think it's sick,” Violetta rolex ladies watch mutte (Comment on this)
Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
7:34 pm	gucci women watch,vintage hermes,louis vuitton... gucci women watch,vintage hermes,louis vuitton tote,lady dior,cheap gucci@@@@@Everybody was getting ahead of him while he was stuck hereThere wasn't anybody you could trust He folded the paper and crammed it into his pocketCroft was calling to them and they got out of their tents, and strolled toward the truck that was to take them to the section of road upon which they were workingThe sun had been up for only an hour and the morning still had a fine clear youthGallagher thought vaguely of early summer gucci women watch mornings when he set out for work, and the pavements were still cool and fresh from the summer nightHe had forgotten the newspaper and was humming to himself as he climbed on the truck In the mail room, a pyramidal tent with two field desks, the mail clerk was sorting some of the letters that had been misaddressedThere was a stack of twenty letters for Hennessey, tied together with a thin piece of twine, and they lay for vintage hermes several hours on a corner of the deskAt last the mail clerk noticed themHe prided himself on remembering the name of every man in the regiment, and he was annoyed now because he could not place Hennessey "Was Hennessey transferred from headquarters company?" he asked his assistant "I don't know, name's familiar The assistant thought a moment and then said, "Wait a minute, I temember, he was knocked off the day we came in The louis vuitton tote assistant was pleased that he had recalled it when the mail clerk had forgotten "That's right," the mail clerk said hastily"He got it right on the beach, I was talking to Brown about it He looked at the tied bundle of envelopes, sighed, and stamped on them, "Addressee Killed in Action He was about to put the letters in one of the bags at his feet, when he noticed the return addressHe skimmed through the envelopes and discovered it lady dior was the same on all of them"Hey, look at this," he said to the assistant The return address on the letters was "Mom and Dad, 12 Riverdale Avenue, Tacuchet, Indiana The assistant read it to himself, and thought for a moment of a rosy-cheeked man and woman with graying hair, the Mom and Pop of a thousand billboard ads for soft drinks and mouthwashes and toothpastes"Gee, isn't that sad," he said "Makes you think," the assistant cheap gucci sa (Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
7:47 pm	@@@@@"She's Rosemary's idol," said Rhett, "and @@@@@"She's Rosemary's idol," said Rhett, "and the only person I've ever been afraid of in my adult lifeYou would have noticed Miss Ashley if you'd seen her, ScarlettShe always wears black, and she looks like she's been drinking vinegar "Oh, you-!" Rosemary sputteredShe ran to Rhett and hit him on the chest with her fistsHe put his right arm around her and pulled her close to his sideScarlett felt the wind cold off the riverShe lifted her chin against it, turned forward and walked the remaining few steps to the house alonenother Sunday meant another lecture from Eulalie and Pauline, Scarlett was sure of it She was, in fact, more than a little frightened about her behavior at the BallPerhaps she'd been just a little bit too-lively, that was itBut she hadn't had fun like that in so long, and it wasn't her fault that she attracted so much more attention than the prissy Charleston ladies, was it? Besides, she was really only doing it for Rhett, so he would stop being so cold and distant to herNo one could blame a wife for trying to hold her marriage togetherShe suffered in silence the heavy unexpressed disapproval of her equally silent aunts during the walk to and from Saint Mary's Eulalie's mournful sniffling during Mass set her teeth on edge, but she managed to block it out by daydreaming about the moment when Rhett would abandon his stiff-necked pride and admit that he still loved herFor he did, didn't he? Whenever he held her in his arms to dance she felt like her knees had turned to waterSurely she couldn't feel the lightning in the air when they touched unless he felt it tooCould she? She'd find out soonHe'd have to do more than just rest his gloved hand on her waist for dancing when New Year's Eve came He'd have to kiss her at midnightOnly five more days to get through, and then their lips would meet and he'd have to believe how much she truly loved himHer kiss would tell him more than words ever could The ancient beauty and mystery of the Mass unfolded before her unseeing eyes while Scarlett imagined her wishes coming truePauline's sharp elbow stabbed her whenever her responses were lateThe silence continued unbroken when they sat down for breakfas (Comment on this)
Sunday, December 19th, 2010
7:44 pm	@@@@@“But where did she come from? How did she @@@@@“But where did she come from? How did she appear in the middle of Chicago, a city long since civilized, hundreds of miles from any trace of rebel activity? Did she manage it alone?” She listed the questions without seeming to seek an answer, as if she had already voiced them many times “That's your problem, not mine,” the man said“My job is to help this soul adapt herself to her new host without unnecessary pain or traumaAnd you are here to interfere with my job Still slowly surfacing, acclimating myself to this new world of senses, I understood only now that I was the subject of the conversationI was the soul they spoke ofIt was a new connotation to the word, a word that had meant many other things to my hostOn every planet we took a different nameI suppose it was an apt descriptionThe unseen force that guides the body “The answers to my questions matter as much as your responsibilities to the soul There was the sound of movement, and her voice was suddenly a whisper“When will she become responsive? The sedation must be about to wear offShe deserves to handle the situation however she finds most comfortableImagine the shock of her awakening–inside a rebel host injured to the point of death in the escape attempt! No one should have to endure such trauma in times of peace!” His voice rose with the increase of emotion The woman's tone was reassuring now“See how well she did with the first memory, the worst memoryWhatever she expected, she handled this “Why should she have to?” the man muttered, but he didn't seem to expect an answer The woman answered anyway“If we're to get the information we need –” “Needbeing your wordI would choose the termwant” “Then someone must take on the unpleasantness,” she continued as if he had not interrupted “And I think, from all I know of this one, she would accept the challenge if there had been any way to ask herWhat do you call her?” The man didn't speak for a long mom (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 18th, 2010
7:40 pm	@@@@@ "Everyone but my Aunt Jean and Uncle Ben," @@@@@ "Everyone but my Aunt Jean and Uncle Ben," I said "They're veteran freeloaders, dedicated to squeezing a good thing to the very last drop Jack smiled without much humor"Every family's got a few," he said "How are you?" I asked Wireman "About Elizabeth I'm okayHadlock said it was probably for the best this way, and I suppose he's rightHer leaving me what may amount to a hundred 786 and sixty million dollars in cash, securities, and propertiesMaybe someday I'll have the luxury of trying to get my head around it, but right now "Right now something's going on "How much have you told Jack?" Wireman looked a bit uncomfortable"Well, I tell you what, amigoOnce I started, it was damn hard to find a reasonable stopping place "He told me all of it," Jack saidIncluding what he thinks you did about restoring his eyesight, and what you think you did to Candy Brown"And the two little girls you saw "Are you okay with the Candy Brown thing?" I asked "If it was up to me, I'd give you a medalAnd the people of Sarasota would probably give you your own float in the Memorial Day parade Jack stuffed his hands in his pockets"But if you told me last fall that stuff like this could happen outside of MNight Shyamalan movies, I would have laughed "What about last week?" I asked 787 Jack thought about itOn the other side of Big Pink, the waves came steadily (Comment on this)
Friday, December 17th, 2010
7:40 pm	@@@@@When I wanted to buy a Porsche, the easy @@@@@When I wanted to buy a Porsche, the easy road would have been to call my banker and get a loanInstead of choosing to focus in the liability column, I chose to focus in the asset column As a habit, I used my desire to consume to inspire and motivate my financial genius to invest Too often today, we focus to borrowing money to get the things we want instead of focusing on creating money One is easier in the short term, but harder in the long termIt's a bad habit that we as individuals and as a nation have gotten intoRemember, the easy road often becomes hard, and the hard road often becomes easy The earlier you can train yourself and those you love to be masters of money, the betterMoney is a powerful forceUnfortunately, people use the power of money against them If your financial intelligence is low, money will run all over youIt will be smarter than you If money is smarter than you, you will work for it all your life To be the master of money, you need to be smarter than itThen money will do as it is told Instead of being a slave to it, you will be the master of itThat is financial intelligenceTHE NEED FOR HEROES: The power of mythWhen I was a kid, I greatly admired Willie Mays, Hank Aaron, Yogi BerraAs a kid playing Little League, I wanted to be just like themI treasured their baseball cardsI wanted to know everything about themI knew the stats, the RBI, the ERAs, their batting averages, how much they got paid, and how they came up 1 from the minorsI wanted to know everything because I wanted to be just like them Every time, as a 9 or 10 year-old kid, when I stepped up to bat or played first base or catcher, I wasn' (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 11th, 2010
8:13 pm	vintage omega seamaster,cartier santos 100,men... vintage omega seamaster,cartier santos 100,men wallet gucci,omega seamaster watch,black gucci watch@@@@@ The air shaft that connects the bathrooms from floor to floor is filling up with trash and an occasional discharge of garbageWhen it reaches the second story the janitor will set fire to it Improvised incinerator The house is exactly like every other one on the block and the square mile surrounding it Casimir ("Polack") Czienwicz, age of nine, vintage omega seamaster wakes up in the morning and scratches his head, sits up on the pile of quilting spread out upon the floor, and looks at the stove in the center of the room, which has gone outThere are three other children besides himself sleeping there, and he rolls over, pretends he is still asleepSoon his sister Mary will be waking, moving about and dressing, cartier santos 100 and he wants to watch her Outside the wind is begging against the windowpanes, slinking between the cracks to slide freely along the floor Jesus, it's cold, he mutters to his brother sleeping beside him She up yet? (The brother is elevenHe holds his finger against his lips Mary rises shivering, pokes at the stove abstractedly, and pulls her cotton men wallet gucci slip down about her shoulders, letting the nightgown fall as the slip travels down her bodyThe two boys catch a glimpse of bare flesh, giggle quietly in their beds What are you looking at, Steve? she shouts Haw, I saw ya, I saw ya He has put out his hand to stop Steve too lateCasimir shakes his head in disgust, mature disgustWha'd ya go and do omega seamaster watch that for, now ya ruined it Steve takes a poke at him, but Casimir has ducked, is darting about the room, avoiding himStop it, Steve, Mary screams Cut it out, cut it out, Polack yells The father, a huge heavy man, has come in from the other room, wearing only his pantsYou kids stop it, he shouts in PolishSeeing Steve he cuffs himDon't look at the black gucci watch gi (Comment on this)
Friday, December 10th, 2010
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Tuesday, December 7th, 2010
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