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| Monday, January 3rd, 2011 | | 1:02 pm |
@@@@@ Once in their house, they have a new tax, @@@@@ Once in their house, they have a new tax, called property taxThen, they buy a new car, new furniture and new appliances to match [heir new houseAil of a sudden, they wake up and their liabilities column is full of mortgage debt and credit-card debt They're now trapped in the rat race The process repeats itself More money and higher taxes, also called bracket creep, A credit card comes in the mail A loan company calls and says their greatest "asset," their home, has appreciated in valueThe company offers a "bill consolidation" loan, because their credit is so good, and tells them the intelligent thing to do is clear off the high-interest consumer debt by paying off their credit cardAnd besides, interest on their home is a tax deductionThey go for it, and pay off those high-interest credit cardsThey breathe a sigh of reliefTheir credit cards are paid offThey've now folded their consumer debt into their home mortgage Their payments go down because they extend their debt over 30 years It is the smart thing to do Their neighbor calls to invite them to go shopping-the Memorial Day sale is onA chance to save some moneyThey say to themselves, "I won't buy anything But just in case they find something, they tuck that clean credit card inside their wallet I run into this young couple all the timeTheir names change, but their financial dilemma is the sameThey come to one of my talks to hear what I have to sayThey ask me, "Can you tell us how to make more money?" Their spending habits have caused them to seek more income They don't even know that the trouble is really how they choose to spend the money they do have, and that is the real cause of their financial struggleIt is caused by financial illiteracy and not understanding the difference between an asset and a liabil | | 6:51 am |
logo louis vuitton,chloe black,balenciaga... logo louis vuitton,chloe black,balenciaga handbag,gucci fabric,replica prada@@@@@It's not a race, he says, it's not even a religion any more, maybe it will never be a nationDimly, he knows he has lost the child already, but he continues talking, musing aloud What is it, then? Yehudah Halevy said Israel is the heart of all nationsWhat attacks the body attacks the heartAnd the heart is also the conscience, which suffers for the sins of the nationsHe logo louis vuitton shrugs once more, does not differentiate between saying aloud what he thinks or merely moving his lipsIt's an interesting problem, but personally I think a Jew is a Jew because he suffers Why? So we will deserve the Messiah? The old man no longer knowsIt makes us better and worse than the goyim, he thinks But the child must always be given an answerHe rouses himself, chloe black concentrates and says without certainty, It is so we will lastHe speaks again, wholly lucid for a momentWe are a harried people, beset by oppressorsWe must always journey from disaster to disaster, and it makes us stronger and weaker than other men, makes us love and hate the other Juden more than other menWe have suffered so much that we know how to endureWe will always endure The balenciaga handbag boy understands almost nothing of this, but he has heard the words and they engrave a memory which perhaps he will exhume laterHe looks at his grandfather, at the wrinkled corded hands and the anger, the febrile intelligence, in his pale old-man's eyesIt is the only word Joey Goldstein absorbsAlready he has forgotten most of the shame and fear of his beatingHe fingers the gucci fabric plaster on his temple, wonders if he can go out to play The poor are the great voyagersThere are always new businesses, new jobs, new places to live, new expectations evolving into old familiar failures There is the candy store in the East Side, which fails, and another which fails, and still anotherThere are movements: to the Bronx, back to Manhattan, to candy stores in replica prada Brook | | Sunday, January 2nd, 2011 | | 1:02 pm |
@@@@@Every time he leans back he can feel the @@@@@Every time he leans back he can feel the potted palm against his hair so that he finds himself leaning forward breathing the smoke from MrWell, you got to see, sir, that we're entitled to a little profit, I mean after all that's what makes the wheels of business go round, and you wouldn't want us to be working for you for nothing with our product any more than you'd want to work for someone elseThat'd hardly be business, now, would it? The fifth drink is almost empty, and his jaws clamp spongilyThe cigarette is a little remote from his lips(I gotta slow down on the drinking A good point, son, a good point, but there's also the question of making something cheaper than the next feller, and that's business too, competitionYou're out for yourself, and I'm out for myself, and that's the way things work Yes, sir, I see what you meanFor a moment the whole thing is in danger of revolving and revolving in his head, and he thinks of flailing out, breathing some airLet's look at it from this angle Who's that little blonde girl in the show, Brown? Know her? (He doesn't Well, yes, sir, but frankly you wouldn't be wanting to know herShe's gone to the well a little too often and, well, frankly there's doctors involvedI know a place though, sir, decent respectable In the lobby the hat-check girl can hear him phoningHe leans against the wall in danger of supporting himself with his face against the phoneThe line is busy, and for an instant he wants to cry Hello, Eloise? he asksThe woman's voice crackles at him from the other end
It's more fun being out with the gang from the office on a tear I tell ya I never saw anything like it, picking up a half dollar like that, why, she just picked it right off the edge of the tableI suppose if it wasn't the place where I saw it you'd have to go to Paris or a nigger whorehouse anyway It takes all kinds to make a world Yeh, that's about the way I look at it, there's a lot of things go on in people's heads you don't know nothing about What do you figure goes on in the Chief's head? Uh-uh, we ain't talking shop tonight, that's understoodCome on, let's start a round going | | 6:51 am |
@@@@@"You can say anything you like, Rhett, but @@@@@"You can say anything you like, Rhett, but it won't change the truthI love you and you love me and we made love to prove it to each other Rhett drank the whiskeyThen he laughed harshly"I never thought you were a silly little romantic, ScarlettYou used to have some sense in your hard little head A primitive, hasty coupling should never be confused with love Though God knows it happens often enough to fill churches with wedding ceremonies Scarlett continued to walk "You can talk till you're blue, but that won't change anything She put a hand to her face and wiped away the tears that were pouring from her eyesShe was very close to him nowShe could smell the salt on hisskin, the whiskey on his breath"You do love me," she sobbed, "you do, you do The quilt fell to the floor when she let go of it to reach out to Rhett"Take me in your arms and tell me you don't love me and then I'll believe itRhett's hands abruptly caught her head and he kissed her with bruising possessive strength Scarlett's arms closed behind his neck as his hands moved down her throat and her shoulders, and she gave herself up to abandonment But Rhett's fingers suddenly closed around her wrists and he pried her arms apart, away from his neck, away from him, and his mouth was no longer seeking hers, his body was drawing away He cast her away, releasing her wrists, stumbling backwards in the first uncontrolled action she had ever seen him take"Yes, by Christ! I do want you, and sicken for youYou're a poison in my blood, Scarlett, a sickness of my soulI've known men with a hunger for opium that was like my hunger for youI know what happens to an addictHe becomes enslaved, then destr | | Saturday, January 1st, 2011 | | 1:08 pm |
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showed her the @@@@@Matt's daughter Peggy showed her the simplest steps of the reel, and there was, in some strange way, a rightness to learning from a seven-year-old childAnd a rightness to the outspoken encouragement and even the teasing of the others, adults and children alike, because it was the same for Peggy as it was for herShe danced until her knees were wobbly, then she collapsed, laughing, in a heap on the floor at Old James' feet, and he patted her head as if she were a puppy, and that made her laugh all the more, until she was gasping for breath when she cried out, "I'm having so much fun!" There had been very little fun in Scarlett's life, and she wanted it to last forever, this clean, uncomplicated joyfulness She looked at her big, happy cousins, and she was proud of their strength and vigor and talent for music and for life "We're a fine lot, we O'HarasThere's none can touch us Scarlett heard her father's voice, boasting, saying the words he had so often said to her, and she knew for the first time what he had meant"Ah, Jamie, what a wonderful night this was," she said when he was walking her homeScarlett was so tired she was practically stumbling, but she was chattering like a magpie, too exhilarated to accept the peaceful silence of the sleeping city"We're a fine lot, we O'HarasHis strong hands caught her around the waist and he lifted her up and swung her in a giddy circle "There's none can touch us," he said when he set her downMiss Scarlett!" Pansy woke her at seven with a message from her grandfather"He wants you right this minute The old soldier was formally dressed and fresh-shavenHe looked disapprovingly at Scarlett's hastily combed hair and dressing gown from his imperial position in the great armchair at the head of the dining room table"My breakfast is unsatisfactory," he announced Scarlett stared at him, slack-jawedWhat did his breakfast have to do with her? Did he think she'd cooked it? Maybe he had lost his mindPa had had more than he could bear that's all, and so he retreated to a time and a world where the terrible' things hadn't happenedHe was like a confused childBut there's nothing confused or child-like about GrandfatherHe knows exactly where and who he is and what he's doingWhat does he mean by waking me up after only a couple of hours' sleep and complaining to me about his breakfast? Her voice was carefully calm when she spoke"What's wrong with your breakfast, Grandfather?" "It's tasteless and it's co | | 6:51 am |
bag dolce gabbana,cheap chanel purses ,dior... bag dolce gabbana,cheap chanel purses ,dior saddle,hermes purse,vuitton purses@@@@@ “What’s going on?” asked Bourne angrily “Someone’s come outside with a bagful of goodies and going to the car,” said Conklin in English “For Christ’s sake, stop him!” “We’re not sure it’s the Jackal,” interrupted Krupkin“The clothes are the same, even to the arm sling, but there are physical differences—” “Then he wants you to think it isn’t him!” said Jason emphaticallyWhat?” Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 398 “He’s putting himself bag dolce gabbana in your place, thinking like you’re thinking now and by doing that outthinking youHe may or may not know that he’s been spotted, the car picked up, but he has to assume the worst and act accordinglyHow long before we get there?” “The way my outrageously reckless young comrade is driving, I’d say three or four minutes “Krupkin!” The voice burst from the radio speaker“Four other people have come outside— three men and a womanThey’re running to the cheap chanel purses car!” “What did he say?” asked BourneAlex translated and Jason frowned“Hostages?” he said quietly, as if to himself“He just blew it!” Medusa’s Delta leaned forward and touched Krupkin’s shoulder“Tell your man to get out of there the moment that car takes off and he knows where it’s headingTell him to be obvious, to blow the hell out of his horn while he passes the armory, which he must pass from one way or the other “My dear fellow!” exploded the dior saddle Soviet intelligence officer“Would you mind telling me why I should issue such an order?” “Because your colleague was right and I was wrongThe man in the sling isn’t CarlosThe Jackal’s inside, waiting for the cavalry to pass the fort so he can get away in another car—if there is a cavalry “In the name of our revered Karl Marx, do explain how you reached this contradictory conclusion!” “SimpleEven if you could, you wouldn’t shoot up that car on hermes purse the road, would you?” “AgreedThere are four other people inside, all no doubt innocent Soviet citizens forced to appear otherwise “Hostages?” “Yes, of course “When was the last time you heard of people running like hell into a situation where they could become hostages? Even if they were under a gun from a doorway, one or two, if not all of them, would try to race behind other cars for protection “My word—” “But you were right about one vuitton purses thing | | Friday, December 31st, 2010 | | 1:10 pm |
tiffany diamond,cartier santos watch,tiffany... tiffany diamond,cartier santos watch,tiffany heart tag,oyster rolex,replica omega@@@@@I feel so hideously helpless There are no other houses close to this oneI've been watching since the sun was still white hot in the sky, and I don't think there is a dog, either I ease up from my crouch, my calves screaming in protest, but keep hunched at the waist, trying to be smaller tiffany diamond than the bushThe way up the wash is smooth sand, a pale pathway in the light of the starsThere are no sounds of cars on the road I know what they will realize when they return, the monsters who look like a nice couple in their early fiftiesThey will know exactly what I am, and the search will cartier santos watch begin at onceI need to be far awayI really hope they are going out for a night on the townThey keep our habits so perfectly, it's hard to see any differenceWhich is how they won in the first place The fence around the yard is only waist highI get over easily, noiselesslyThe yard is tiffany heart tag gravel, though, and I have to walk carefully to keep my weight from shifting itI make it to the patio slabThe starlight is enough to see that the rooms are empty of movementThis couple goes for a spartan look, and I'm gratefulIt makes it harder for someone to hideOf course, that leaves no place oyster rolex for me to hide, either, but if it comes to hiding for me, it's too late anyway I ease the screen door open first, and then the glass doorI place my feet carefully on the tile, but this is just out of habitNo one is waiting for me here The cool air feels like heaven The kitchen is to my replica omega left | | 6:58 am |
wallet chanel,replica gucci,tiffany price,Tiffany... wallet chanel,replica gucci,tiffany price,Tiffany Bracelets,Cartier Tortue@@@@@You really need to rest "Is it soon? Your show?" "In less than a week 674 "Your paintingsare they on the mainland? At the gallery?" Wireman and I exchanged a lookEverything else can waituntil after you have your show Your moment in the sunAre you selling them? wallet chanel The ship pictures?" Wireman and I exchanged another look, and the message in his eyes was very clear: Don't upset her "They're marked NFS, ElizabethThat means-" "I know what it means, Edgar, I didn't fall out of an orange tree yesterday Inside their deep pockets of replica gucci wrinkles, caught in a face that was receding toward death, her eyes flashedHowever many there are, you must sell them And however hard it is for youBreak them up, send them to the four windsDo you understand me?" "Yes "Will you do it?" I didn't know if I would or not, but I tiffany price recognized her signs of growing agitation from my own not-so675 distant past At that point, I would have promised her to jump to the moon in seven-league boots, if it would have eased her mind "Even then they may not be safe," she mused in an almost-horrified Tiffany Bracelets voice "Stop, now," I said, and patted her hand"Stop thinking about thisWe'll talk more after your showand you, Edgar, will be able to pay attentionDo you have daughters? I seem to remember that you do "Yes, and they're staying on the mainland with their motherThat's Cartier Tortue already arrang | | Thursday, December 30th, 2010 | | 1:02 pm |
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herself off from the rest of her @@@@@She cut herself off from the rest of her family after she and John came back to Duma in 1951 where our sister? "And Adriana? What about her?" He shrugged"Quién sabe? History ate her up Shannington thinks she and her new husband probably went back to Atlanta after the search for the babby-uns was called off; they weren't here for the memorial service "She might have blamed Daddy for what happened," Jack said"Or maybe she just couldn't stand to hang around I remembered Adriana's pouty I-want-to-besomewhere- else look in the family portrait and thought Wireman might be onto something there "In any case," Wireman went on, "she has to be dead, tooIf she was alive, she'd be almost a hundredOdds of that are mighty slim where our sister? Wireman gripped my arm and turned me to face him His face looked drawn and old"Muchacho, if something supernatural killed Miss Eastlake in 795 order to shut her up, maybe we ought to take the hint and get off Duma Key "I think it might be too late for that," I said "Why?" "Because she's awake againElizabeth said so before she died "Who's awake?" "Perse," I said "Who is that?" "I don't know," I said"But I think we're supposed to drown her back to sleep ix The picnic basket had been scarlet when it was new, and had faded only a little over its long life, perhaps because so much of it had been spent tucked away in the atticI began by hefting one of the handlesThe damn thing was pretty heavy, all right; I guessed about twenty poundsThe wicker on the bottom, although tightly woven, had sagged down someI set it back on the carpet, pushed the thin wooden carry-handles down to 796 either side, and flipped back the lid on hinges that squeaked slightly There were colored pencils, most of which had been sharpened down to s | | 6:50 am |
@@@@@' Or `I'll get another jobYou can't push me @@@@@' Or `I'll get another jobYou can't push me around' Or `I like this job because it's secure' Instead of, `Is there something I'm missing here?' which breaks the emotional thought, and gives you time to think clearly I must admit, it was a great lesson to be gettingTo know when someone was speaking out of emotions or out of clear thoughtIt was a lesson that served me well for lifeEspecially when I was the one speaking out of reaction and not from clear thought As we headed back to the store, rich dad explained that the rich really did "make money They did not work for itHe went on to explain that when Mike and I were casting 5-cent pieces out of lead, thinking we were making money, we were very close to thinking the way the rich thinkThe problem was that it was illegal for us to do itIt was legal for the government and banks to do it, but not usHe explained that there are legal ways to make money and illegal ways Rich dad went on to explain that the rich know that money is an illusion, truly like the carrot for the donkeyIt's only out of fear and greed that the illusion of money is held together by billions of people thinking that money is realMoney is really made upIt was only because of the illusion of confidence and the ignorance of the masses that the house of cards stood standing"In fact," he said, "in many ways the donkey's carrot was more valuable than money He talked about the gold standard that America was on, and that each dollar bill was actually a silver certificateWhat concerned him was the rumor that we would someday go off the gold standard and our dollars would no longer be silver certificates "When that happens, boys, all hell is going to break looseThe poor, the middle class and the ignorant will have their lives ruined simply because they will continue to believe that money is real and that the company they work for, or the government, will look after them We really did not understand what he was saying that day, but over the years it made more and more sense Seeing What Others Miss
As he climbed into his pickup truck, outside of his little convenience store, he said, "Keep working boys, but the sooner you forget about needing a paycheck, the easier your adult life will be | | Wednesday, December 29th, 2010 | | 1:02 pm |
@@@@@We have all heard stories of a businessman @@@@@We have all heard stories of a businessman who works hard to earn moneyHe works hard to be a good provider for his wife and childrenHe spends long hours at the office and brings work home on weekendsOne day he comes home to an empty houseHis wife has left with the kidsHe knew he and his wife had problems, but rather than work to make the relationship strong, he stayed busy at workDismayed, his performance at work slips and he loses his job Today, I often meet people who are too busy to take care of their wealthAnd there are people too busy to take care of their healthThe cause is the sameThey're busy, and they stay busy as a way of avoiding something they do not want to faceNobody has to tell themIn fact, if you remind them, they often respond with anger or irritation If they aren't busy at work or with the kids, they're often busy watching TV, fishing, playing golf or shoppingYet, deep down they know they are avoiding something important That's the most common form of lazinessLaziness by staying busy So what is the cure for laziness? The answer is a little greed For many of us, we were raised thinking of greed or desire as bad"Greedy people are bad people," my mom use to sayYet, we all have inside of us this yearning to have nice things, new things or exciting thingsSo to keep that emotion of desire under control, often parents found ways of suppressing that desire with guilt "You only think about yourselfDon't you know you have brothers and sisters?" was one of my mom's favoritesOr "You want me to buy you what?" was a favorite of my dad | | 6:50 am |
cartier santos 100,omega sale,balenciaga... cartier santos 100,omega sale,balenciaga city,cartier pasha watch,rolex ladies watch@@@@@Still, he was a smart kid, Croft thought, probably smarter than Brown "Who else?" "I figure you need a good man since you got a coupla fug-upsHow about takin' Stanley?" "Sure Stanley was not certain what he wantedHe was relieved to be heading back for the beach, to be out of the patrol, but still he cartier santos 100 felt cheatedIf he stayed with the platoon, there would be better chances later with Croft and the LieutenantHe didn't want any more combat, not like that ambush certainly, but stillIt was Brown's fault, he told himself"If you think I oughta go, I'll go, Sam, but I kinda feel as if I ought to stay with the omega sale platoon "Naw, you go with Brown Any answer would have left Stanley unsatisfiedIt was like spinning a coin to decide your decision, and wishing the coin had landed on the other side Hearn scratched his armpitWhat a goddam mess! He chewed on some grass, spat it out quietlyWhen they had brought Wilson back, balenciaga city he had beenall right, he had been annoyedThat was the first emotion, the honest oneIf they hadn't found him the patrol would be relatively simple, and now they were shorthandedIt was a hell of a thing for a platoon leader to feelHe had to face some things; this patrol meant more to him than it shouldAnd cartier pasha watch everything was loused up, he didn't know what they were going to do nowHe had to get away by himself, think it out "Where the hell are those men with the poles for the stretcher?" Croft asked irritablyHe was depressed for once, almost a little frightenedTheir talk was finished and they stood about rolex ladies watch uncomfortab | | Monday, December 27th, 2010 | | 1:02 pm |
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All right, Casimir, that's a good boy
The @@@@@ All right, Casimir, that's a good boy The little girls are snuffling their noses, looking about with interest now and indignationCasimir did it, they whisper, Casimir did it Miss Marsden hears them at lastDid you do it, Casimir? Me, teacher, why would I do it? Come up here, Casimir He walks up to her desk, leans against her arm when she puts it about himLooking at the class and winking as he lays his head on her shoulder Now, Casimir, don't do that Don't do what, teacher? Did you put the gum on the seats? Tell me the truth, I won't punish you There isn't any gum on Casimir's seat, Miss Marsden, Alice Rafferty says Why isn't there any? she asks him I dunno, teacher, maybe the kid who did it was scared of me Who did it, Casimir? Oh, I dunno, teacherDo ya want me to help clean the seats? Casimir, you should try to be a good boyHe walks back to his seat and on the pretense of helping the other boys, he whispers to the girls
In the summer the kids stay out late at night, play hide-and-seek in the empty lots, bathe in the hydrants, which have been turned on for themThere's always some excitement in summerA house is burning down, or they can go up on the rooftops and peek at the big kids fooling around with the girlsIf it's hot enough they can sneak into the movies 'cause the exit doors are left open for ventilation Once or twice they have real good luck Hey, Polack, there's a drunk asleep in the alley behind Salvatore's house He heeled? How do I know? the other kid curses They tiptoe up the alley, debouch into a deserted lot behind the tenements Whadeya mean gaw ahead, how we gonna split? You can split it He creeps up to the drunk, feels about his body slowly for a wa | | 6:50 am |
gucci gucci,louis vuitton travel,seamaster... gucci gucci,louis vuitton travel,seamaster omega,tiffany cross,bags dolce gabbana@@@@@Jerome placed the tureen in front of his master and lifted the lid with a white-gloved handSteam poured out, clouding the silver and spreading the delicious aroma of shrimp bisque throughout the room Pauline and Eulalie leaned forward, smiling anxiouslyJerome took a soup plate from the sideboard and held it next to the tureen Pierre Robillard gucci gucci lifted a silver ladle and silently filled the bowl Then he watched with half-hooded eyes while Jerome carried the bowl and deposited it in front of PaulineThe ceremony was repeated for Eulalie, then for ScarlettHer fingers itched to grab her spoonBut she kept her hands in her lap while her grandfather served himself and tasted the soupHe shrugged louis vuitton travel eloquent dissatisfaction and dropped his spoon into hisbowlEulalie let out a strangled sobYou old monster! Scarlett thoughtShe began to eat her soupIt was a velvety richness of flavorShe tried to catch Eulalie's eyes so that she could show her aunt that she was enjoying the soup, but Eulalie was downcastPauline's spoon was in the bowl, like her seamaster omega father's Scarlett lost all sympathy for her auntsIf they were going, to be terrorized this easily, they deserved to go hungryShe wasn going to let the old man keep her from her dinner! Pauline asked her father something, but because she was speaking French, Scarlett had no idea what her aunt had saidHer grandfather's reply was so brief, tiffany cross and Pauline's face so white, that he must have said something very insultingScarlett began to get angryHe's going to ruin everything, and on purpose, tooOh, I wish I could speak FrenchI wouldn't just sit and take his nastinessShe kept silent while Jerome removed the soup plates and the silver place plates and set down dinner plates and fish knives and bags dolce gabbana fork | | Sunday, December 26th, 2010 | | 1:10 pm |
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His wide back bent over the cradle, his @@@@@ His wide back bent over the cradle, his deep voice making silly baby-talk sounds-never in all the world was there a man so besotted with a babyHe was going to be so happy when she told himShe could see his dark eyes flashing with the joy of it, his white smile gleaming in hispirate's faceScarlett smiled, too, thinking of itI'm happy, too, she thoughtThis is the way it's supposed to be when you have a baby, Melly always said so"Oh, my God," she whispered aloud Melly died trying to have one, and my insides are all messed up, DrMeade said, after I had the miscarriageThat's why I didn't know I was pregnant, I didn't even notice I missed my time of month, because it's been so undependable for so long Suppose having this baby kills me? Oh, God, please, please, God, don't let me die just when I finally get what I need to be happy She crossed herself again and again in confused entreaty, propitiation, superstitionThen she shook her head angrilyWhat was she doing? Just being sillyShe was strong and healthyNot like Melly at all Why, Mammy always said it was downright shameful the way she dropped a baby with hardly more fuss than an alley cat She was going to do just fine, and her baby would be fine, tooAnd her life would be fine, with Rhett loving her, loving their baby They'd be the happiest, lovingest family in the whole world Gracious, she hadn't even thought of Miss EleanorTalk about baby-loving! Miss Eleanor was going to pop her buttons with pride I can see her now, at the Market, telling everybody, even the bent-up old man who sweeps out the trashThis baby's going to be the talk of Charleston before it even draws its first breathThat's where I should be goin | | 6:50 am |
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