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“I was thinking,” Barak said, “of sitting here until my arms go numb and then waiting for you to come up with something.”
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“You folks throw one hell of a shin-gig,” he said to the leader.
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“Kind of feels like we are walking into a pit of snakes,” he said.
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Playin' the poker game of death.
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“Yeah we played 'til
we died, and now we're all dead,
But the man says "You gotta get up there again
And you can't come down 'til the brimsto..
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Just a blog, not a story ....But I don't like the blog on here.
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“Ghosts in the
photograph
Never lie'd to me.”
―Mogwai ‘Take
Me Somewhere Nice’
I love history. I guess, a lot..
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Dear River,
It has been raining here in Whispering Oaks for the last week, but the rain does nothing to remove the loveliness of the Imperial ..
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Dear River,
Do you recall what father taught us about enjoying small delights in life? I have found myself taking his words to heart as of lat..
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