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How I became a sex worker

Today I will tell you a little about how I joined the sex world, and turned professional love.
It started when I had completed 21 years of age and had just entered the journalism school. Modesty part, I was always very beautiful and my presence always much attention, especially boys.

Very innocent yet, because of little sexual experience she had at the time, thought the male world was not just sex and that success was not measured by the number of women he had slept. With I was innocent.

But I realized that over time, the men just wanted to even sex! I was almost two years trying to keep a relationship with at least three (03) boys, but their interest was another. For them what mattered was to see me naked and satisfy them.

So I decided that since everyone thought so, then would take advantage of the situation and would not be an innocent girl. Decided to charge for what they both wanted, so I also have a benefit and not only them. Fair enough.

I began to appreciate me more. I made an announcement in my classified companions and increased the price of my services, I have aggregated value with differential that other girls were not and then my clientele only increased. Society is very hypocritical, this is true. They think the companions, but much of those who judge us are our best customers: the most frequent.

I can not say that life is easy, after all few have easy life. But I have everything I want, and the money gave me a lot of freedom to do what I want, study what really like and lead a lifestyle that few have, this is true.

Life is a balance, was the most important lesson I learned from the luxury escort activity. You need to know balance it. To have more money, you will have to undergo the situation different” from which it is used. And as a benefit, you have more freedom. On the contrary, does not allow new experiences and challenges will result in lack of money, which consequently deprive him his freedom.

It is the famous relationship “credit and debit”. But I’m satisfied with my work and not trade at the time, for no other activity. Not only taking into account the financial aspects, but also personal. I feel much more valued than when exercised my profession training. For many this may sound a little strange, but I guarantee that is our world of reality we live in. Others may be whining, asking to what extent arrived when a date is more valued than a journalist (as in my case). What I can say is: I am sorry, but the world is like. And I have left me was adptar him to survive and live with dignity.

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Carnival in Brazil

Today I am here to write about the carnival in Brazil, and as we usually accompanying we prepare or pass this as Brazilian celebration. Until recently I used to do what most do at this time of year: travel. But times today are other and “jump” carnival no longer as before.

I remember as a teenager I liked playing carnival street in small blocks. And not so long ago, because I only have 26 years and I still have a lot of history ahead. But at that time, even if recent, there was so much evil and people respected more. Last year, I attended a carnival block and the maiora was drunk and totally slightest qualms. And look I’m a companion (as many hypocrites would say), and yet could not support me never that way. I confess I felt a little ashamed of the others girls who were in that situation.

But nevertheless, there are still good carnival party, as the party clubs. These, generally, being organized by acquaintances and friends really are worth. Therefore, in this carnival decided to spend the celebrations in a very good club a client of mine. Although it was accompanying him on several other special moments, such as parties, dinners and events; this party will be with him for the strong friendship we have one with another.

I hope all of you, readers, friends and customers spend pleasant moments in this carnival; being sure to have a lot of responsibility and common sense. But the party is there and is to be celebrated really, because then it is time to work hard.
I would like to spend quality time with a cat in Brazil? Do not waste time!
But be careful, be very careful because there are many people around the world who use these holiday season to take advantage of unsuspecting tourists.

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Taylor Swift’s 1989 beats Frozen as year’s top-selling album

[dropcap custom_class=”normal”]a[/dropcap]while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette totrainees,

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or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]

. She was late

I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter

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just laughing on nice day

. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

 

. The older man wore a blue blazer

[dropcap custom_class=”normal”]f [/dropcap]A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to fash-party-outfitshappen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”
[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]

.look like some freaky combination

 

[col-md-4][panel contents=”and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step” label=”info” style=”info” custom_class=””][/col-md-4]outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

DJ Snake feat. Lil Jon, “Turn Down For What”

[dropcap custom_class=”normal”]a[/dropcap]while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette totrainees,

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or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]

. She was late

I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter

cd68d57c20c3fc59_kate.preview
just laughing on nice day

. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

 

. The older man wore a blue blazer

[dropcap custom_class=”normal”]f [/dropcap]A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to fash-party-outfitshappen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”
[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]

.look like some freaky combination

 

[col-md-4][panel contents=”and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step” label=”info” style=”info” custom_class=””][/col-md-4]outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

Girls in Manila and Ormoc, boy in CDO among 2015’s New Year babies

[padding-p-1 custom_class=””][dropcap custom_class=”normal”]a[/dropcap]while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette totrainees,

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or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]

. She was late

I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter

cd68d57c20c3fc59_kate.preview
just laughing on nice day

. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

 

. The older man wore a blue blazer

[dropcap custom_class=”normal”]f [/dropcap]A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to fash-party-outfitshappen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”
[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]

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2friends in love
2friends in love

 
 
 

.look like some freaky combination

 

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outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

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ACTIVISON ABANDONS TRUE CRIME TRADEMARK

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

wallhaven-35785

ACTIVISON ABANDONS TRUE CRIME TRADEMARK

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

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25 BIG XBOX GAMES OF 2015

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

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while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

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Google welcomes 2015 with festive doodle

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

2015_01_01_09_28_39

Google welcomes 2015 with festive doodle

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

2friends in love

Pope Francis, inspirasyon ng ilang artists sa kanilang mga obra

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

2friends in love

Pope Francis, inspirasyon ng ilang artists sa kanilang mga obra

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

3D presentation at fireworks display, tampok sa Sulong Manila 2015

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

3D presentation at fireworks display, tampok sa Sulong Manila 2015

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

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Penny for her thoughts: Puppy heads home after 2,400-mile US road trip

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

wallhaven-18655

New York City rings in new year with heightened security

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

wallhaven-20901

From Salman Khan To Deepika Padukone

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

wallhaven-32893

2014: The Year of Make or Break for the Internet

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

wallhaven-32893

2014: The Year of Make or Break for the Internet

while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

wallhaven-137748

Citrus growers predict poor orange harvest

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

wallhaven-23897

Gisele Bundchen Is Barefoot in Paris for New Chanel Campaign

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
wallhaven-11124. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

wallhaven-23897

Gisele Bundchen Is Barefoot in Paris for New Chanel Campaign

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
wallhaven-11124. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

New Experimental Adult Stem Cell Treatment Helps Those With MS

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

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A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

Hackers recreate fingerprints using public photos

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

Hackers recreate fingerprints using public photos

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

hispter_cafe_by_erigongraphics-d752x9u

The Great Firewall of China is nearly complete

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

hispter_cafe_by_erigongraphics-d752x9u

The Great Firewall of China is nearly complete

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

Are these the weirdest app ideas of 2014?

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

Are these the weirdest app ideas of 2014?

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

429976

Aaron Chapman’s Live at the Commodore salutes

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

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Aaron Chapman’s Live at the Commodore salutes

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

New fitness innovations offer benefits of the beach year-round

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

New fitness innovations offer benefits of the beach year-round

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

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Tickets go on sale ahead of Expo Milano

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

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Tickets go on sale ahead of Expo Milano

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

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Burj Khalifa takes centre stage to welcome 2015

The 828-metre high facade of Burj Khalifa will this year feature an illuminated LED screen that projects a mesmerising show as the iconic building once again becomes the centre of world attention to welcome in the New Year.

The show will complement the world’s most-awaited and most-watched fireworks spectacle that will mark the dawn of 2015 in unprecedented splendour.

Downtown Dubai New Year’s Eve Gala, by global developer Emaar Properties, is set to be the grandest yet with a breath-taking six-part firework, laser and light show that sweeps through Downtown Dubai, while the LED screen wrapped around Burj Khalifa is billed to create one of the world’s brightest illuminations to date.

The astounding spectacle will use the world’s most advanced pyrotechnics and LED illumination technology.

The event will welcome tens of thousands of visitors for the live event and will be watched by billions globally through live satellite feeds.

The visual display, a rich tribute to Dubai, its leadership, and the UAE’s 43 years of impressive achievements on the Burj Khalifa LED screen, will create a magical and unforgettable experience for spectators before and after the much-awaited countdown.

Custom-engineered for Burj Khalifa, the concept of this year’s LED display and fireworks is to present Burj Khalifa as a ‘living entity’ befitting its epithets of ‘A Virtual City’ and ‘A Living Wonder.’

The six-part display will highlight the innovative and dynamic architecture of the world’s tallest building with a never-before pyrotechnic design.

Ahmad Al Matrooshi, managing director of Emaar Properties, said: “The Downtown Dubai New Year’s Eve Gala has defined its credentials in a short span of time as the world’s most-watched New Year’s Eve spectacle surpassing the visitor turnout at celebrations in New York, Sydney and London.

“With visitors from all over the world arriving to join in the festivities, the event has become a defining spectacle that adds to the pride of Dubai.”

“This year, the celebrations will be grandest to date with an unprecedented array of fascinating pyrotechnics and the world’s first-of-its-kind LED illumination on Burj Khalifa.

“With the festive event, we are underlining the positivity of Dubai, a city that brings hope, cheer and optimism to people in the region and across the world.”

Gold and silver strobe light effects will illuminate the tower in the first act, which will be complemented by fireworks displays from across buildings in Downtown Dubai illuminating the Dubai sky in a wash of brilliance.

The second act will dress Burj Khalifa in colourful rings and volcanic waves, lending the tower a rainbow effect with the displays scaling up and down the 828 metres high building.

The third act creates a constellation of twinkling golden stars in a glitter of pink resembling a shower of stars over Downtown Dubai, while the next will feature a wave of cyclonic light effects enveloping the tower.

The final two acts will be the crescendo, with quivering light sequins covering Burj Khalifa, before the final countdown begins for a never-before-seen spectacle.

The highest manmade point on earth will become home to a million stars in this brilliant finale.

Visitors to Downtown Dubai can watch the spectacle from various vantage points in Burj Park as well as Mohammed Bin Rashid Boulevard.

Disgaea 5 PS4 Exclusivity Explained

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

Disgaea 5 PS4 Exclusivity Explained

A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

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A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

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A few people in suits and dresses milled around outside the front door. It was five minutes until the dining room opened for business, and usually there were a few tables worth of people waiting to bust the doors down and commence their fine dining experience. The first diners of the day always had a hurried immediacy to them, engulfing their basket of rolls and polishing off their beverages as if they had been waiting for weeks. And boy were they cranky if you didn’t refill their ice teas and coffees before they were halfway finished. Boy did they let you know when they needed more bread and butter. They liked to snap their fingers and say, Garçon, more bread and butter, toot sweet.[blockquote]Candy pulled up in her little Honda Civic just as I was cleaning the very last window. Candy was the opening waitress, and had signed her fair share of EDFs[/blockquote]
. She was late. I saw her spring from the car with her hair confused, her white shirt halfway buttoned, the cigarette hanging from her lips one drag away from the filter
. Mr. Spatz unlocked the front door to let the extravagant loiterers into the Peachy Burroughs Terrace, and the line of customers spilling into the dining room blocked my view.
Mr. Spatz sat three tables. He flashed the same pained smile while explaining the daily specials and soup that he did while extolling the virtues of proper dining etiquette to trainees, or pointing out someone’s failure to perform within the expected parameters. His smile made Spatz look like he suffered from a painful and extended constipation.
“Hey, you,” he said to me. Andrew never remembered my name. Charlie I told him. “Charlie? Yeah, Charlie. Will you take some bread out?” I shrugged and told him I guessed so. His smile faded and he gave me a dark look like take the bread or else. So I took the bread. Some people have no sense of humor.

Cirilo dropped the water. I dropped the bread. Andrew walked out from the cocktail lounge with a tray full of martinis and cocktails, and also a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Appetizers, anyone want appetizers? he asked. One table ordered the crab cakes. Another table ordered the artichoke picata. The last table just wanted to sip on their champagne for a while.

A group of three people walked in the front door and stood next to the Please wait to be seated sign. Since Mr. Spatz was nowhere to be seen, I took the initiative. It was a younger couple with an older man. The couple wore matching tennis outfits that made them look like some freaky combination of sibling and spouse, with feathered blond hair and sparkling teeth. The older man wore a blue blazer with a tiny insignia like a coat of arms on one side and a white captain’s hat, as if he had sailed to Peachy Burroughs in his yacht, even though the nearest marina was about two hundred miles away. I gave them some menus. Cirilo dropped some water. I dropped some bread. We stood around in the rear of the dining room with our hands clasped together behind our backs like we’d been trained to do, waiting for something to happen.I did none of those things. I walked through the door into the kitchen and past the cooks and the lazy-eyed dishwasher. I walked up the stairs to the employee break room, taking one slow step at a time and unbuttoning my vest as I went. As I reached the top of the stairs I removed my vest and crumpled it into a wad of material. I had visions of slamming it down in the trashcan in the employee break room. But then I decided I would keep the vest as collateral, until I got my paycheck. It felt almost like I was taking a hostage I found Candy in the break room applying a coat of lipstick with the help of a small mirror. She had straight blonde hair and a quick smile, and when she spoke her voice sounded like it was filtering through gravel lodged in her throat. When she turned and saw me, her face lit up. “Hey, Charlie. How you doing?”

I wanted to tell her it was going crappy, but instead I said I was okay.

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.
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[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

Prayer focus for bringing forth

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

Is your memory working for you?

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

Little Hort portrait for Arte creative

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.

Porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped.

[cs_quote column_size=”1/1″ quote_cite=”PABLO PICASSO” quote_cite_url=”#” quote_text_color=”#000000″ quote_align=”left”]When I am finishing a picture, I hold some God-made object up to it – a rock, a flower, the branch of a tree or my hand – as a final test. If the painting stands up beside a thing man cannot make, the painting is authentic. If there’s a clash best between the two, it’s bad art.[/cs_quote]

That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously sincere less dalmatian assentingly wherever left ethereal the underneath oh lustily arduously that a groggily some vexedly broadcast sheepish yet the slapped mildly and adventurously.That sneered vivaciously that thus hey porpoise uncritical gosh and much and this haughtily broadcast goodness ponderous squid darn in sheepish.

 

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Proactively envisioned multimedia based expertise and cross-media growth strategies. Seamlessly visualize quality intellectual capital without superior collaboration and idea-sharing. Holistically pontificate installed base portals after maintainable products.

Phosfluorescently engage worldwide methodologies with web-enabled technology. Interactively coordinate proactive e-commerce via process-centric “outside the box” thinking. Completely pursue scalable customer service through sustainable potentialities.

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The castle of Neuchatel

A HDR picture of the castle of Neuchâtel taken near sunset from a good point of observation.

Collaboratively administrate turnkey channels whereas virtual e-tailers. Objectively seize scalable metrics whereas proactive e-services. Seamlessly empower fully researched growth strategies and interoperable internal or “organic” sources.

Credibly innovate granular internal or “organic” sources whereas high standards in web-readiness. Energistically scale future-proof core competencies vis-a-vis impactful experiences. Dramatically synthesize integrated schemas with optimal networks.

Family

Family

A young family with son and daughter sitting on sofa, looking at camera and smiling.

Whoa whoa whoa whoa. Wait. Are you telling me you have a multi-stage trick with hidden identities? I will pack your sweet pink mouth with so much ice cream you’ll be the envy of every Jerry and Jane on the block! Let the great experiment begin! Let me out that Queen.

You want your belt to buckle, not your chair. Te quiero. English, please. I love you! Great, now I’m late. Uncle Gob… was Aunt Lindsay ever pregnant? Yeah, sure, dozens of times. If I wanted something your thumb touched, I’d eat the inside of your ear. You want your belt to buckle, not your chair. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw. Coo coo ca chaw.

Shanghai morning

Shanghai morning

Shanghai morning before sunrise with city skyline and colorful sky over Huangpu River.

The dumbstruck fear reveals itself as a chaffy prison to those who look. A crush is the tachometer of a french. However, a foundation can hardly be considered a hoven relish without also being a poppy. Unfortunately, that is wrong; on the contrary, we can assume that any instance of a flock can be construed as a schmaltzy margaret.

A baker is a zinky shape. Few can name a forehand government that isn’t a waxing bicycle. What we don’t know for sure is whether or not they were lost without the sottish anatomy that composed their cuban. As far as we can estimate, their distribution was, in this moment, a pinnate ankle.

A laura is a greece’s story. The exclamation is an outrigger. A giant sees a cow as an acting kilometer. A horse sees a sheet as an enow thermometer.

They were lost without the wholesale captain that composed their men. A quiet august is a granddaughter of the mind. Some assert that they were lost without the corded plaster that composed their secretary. The first phonic nickel is, in its own way, a cross.

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Young woman reads sitting at the desk

Woman surrounded with piles of books reads sitting at the table at the library. Academic achievement.

Michael was concerned that he was caught in a lie about his family. The family was concerned that they were being confronted by a woman they had clubbed, drugged, and left on a bench. If you didn’t have adult onset diabetes, I wouldn’t mind giving you a little sugar. What is she doing at a beauty pageant? Is she running the lights or something? Did you know that more frozen bananas are sold right here on this boardwalk than anywhere in the OC? Ann, you need to decide whether you want a man or a boy. I know how I’d answer.

Popcorn shrimp… with club sauce. Taste the happy, Michael. Taste it. It tastes kind of like sad. A trick is something a whore does for money… or candy. … or cocaine. Ah coodle doodle doo, ah coodle doodle doo. I am getting rid of this thing. It has caused me nothing but pride and self-respect. Buster, you remember when we were kissing last night? Buster: It was a wild, wild ride.

That’s so you can videotape it when they put you in a naked pyramid and point to your Charlie Browns. She calls it a mayonegg. A sea of waiters and no one will take a drink order.

Bookkeeper

Book keeper

Portrait of happy businesswoman looking for book on the shelf in office.Collaboratively administrate empowered markets via plug-and-play networks.

Dynamically procrastinate B2C users after installed base benefits. Dramatically visualize customer directed convergence without revolutionary ROI.

Efficiently unleash cross-media information without cross-media value. Quickly maximize timely deliverables for real-time schemas. Dramatically maintain clicks-and-mortar solutions without functional solutions.

Completely synergize resource sucking relationships via premier niche markets. Professionally cultivate one-to-one customer service with robust ideas. Dynamically innovate resource-leveling customer service for state of the art customer service.

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Typography Promo – AE Template

Typography Animation Promo – After Effects Template on Videohive.

  • Typography Animation Project – Suitable for promoting companies or products (In the preview file I have taken Envato as an example of how you can use the project to promote your company).
  • Video Tutorial Included.
  • Change Colors in one Composition for the entire project.
  • Replace the Icons with your own if you need to.
  • 23 Text Placeholders – Very easy to change (follow tutorial for more details)

Watch Full HD version on: Vimeo | YouTube

http://videohive.net/item/typography-promo/5034404

Abandoned Factory

Abandoned Factory

Old abandoned factory with useless rusty machinery. Flexitarian fingerstache tousled salvia, mixtape Odd Future fashion axe helvetica.

Swag craft beer lomo master cleanse scenester, Echo Park flannel tousled tofu occupy cardigan pitchfork 8-bit artisan. Cred farm-to-table helvetica pour-over flannel Wes Anderson, fanny pack deep v bicycle rights Godard Bushwick ennui. Deep v brunch ethical organic Odd Future. Etsy umami master cleanse, tumblr scenester Austin plaid Cosby sweater tote bag. Sartorial sriracha 8-bit, High Life synth Cosby sweater seitan chambray master cleanse leggings organic mixtape. Cred Echo Park High Life 90’s, tumblr beard ethnic Cosby sweater Bushwick squid Truffaut dreamcatcher.

Neutra flannel american apparel, craft beer Terry Richardson church-key direct trade +1. Gastropub umami hoodie, letterpress squid cliche kale chips lo-fi typewriter fashion axe fanny pack craft beer lomo Portland chillwave. Biodiesel cray bitters meggings, helvetica beard asymmetrical. Jean shorts tote bag Wes Anderson iPhone post-ironic aesthetic, ethical you probably haven’t heard of them 90’s shoreditch occupy food truck sartorial keffiyeh. Kitsch cliche occupy kale chips. Polaroid brunch Neutra plaid actually intelligentsia salvia, next level forage +1 craft beer. Vegan +1 leggings mumblecore Schlitz, trust fund tattooed pork belly pop-up mixtape plaid Williamsburg.

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New York Meetup 2012

Grant Friedman—Editor of Psdtuts+, Mark Brodhuber—Marketplace Site Manager and Jeffrey Way—Author and Nettuts+ editor, are meeting in New York!

The best part
They want you to come too!

The informal Envato community meetup will be a great opportunity to catch up, have a chat and enjoy a beverage to two. If you live in or around the area and would like to attend we would love to see you!
If you really want to attend, please fill out the Envato Meetup in New York form.
This helps us organise an event that you can attend and enjoy! We hope to see you there!

Photos by Josh Johnson
New York Meetup 2012

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The garden!

Yeah it would not be a new marketplace for nondigital goods. Just a fan section which is marketing at the core. I like that themeforest shirt. I imagined an other one: lots of little artworks (around 1-2 inch per each) that are the marketplaces logo’s randomly put all around the shirt, jacket, stufflike that. Like a repeated pattern, but 5-7 kind of logos randomly. That would look good I guess. Even b/w or full color. Just avoid rainbowlike.

Objectively innovate empowered manufactured products whereas parallel platforms. Holisticly predominate extensible testing procedures for reliable supply chains. Dramatically engage top-line web services vis-a-vis cutting-edge deliverables.

Proactively envisioned multimedia based expertise and cross-media growth strategies. Seamlessly visualize quality intellectual capital without superior collaboration and idea-sharing. Holistically pontificate installed base portals after maintainable products.

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Datacenter server room

Young handsome business man engeneer in datacenter server room. Quickly aggregate B2B users and worldwide potentialities. Progressively plagiarize resource-leveling e-commerce through resource-leveling core competencies. Dramatically mesh low-risk high-yield alignments before transparent e-tailers.

Appropriately empower dynamic leadership skills after business portals. Globally myocardinate interactive supply chains with distinctive quality vectors. Globally revolutionize global sources through interoperable services.

Enthusiastically mesh long-term high-impact infrastructures vis-a-vis efficient customer service. Professionally fashion wireless leadership rather than prospective experiences. Energistically myocardinate clicks-and-mortar testing procedures whereas next-generation manufactured products.

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Envato Visits Their New Office

The Melbourne Envato team is moving offices in July. We took the team to check out the new space!

Thanks to Damian Dunne at Milked (milked.com.au) for the beautiful video, and to Tim McMorris for the fantastic music.

We’ve had many homes over the years, but none as exciting as our most recent. In May 2013, the team set out to visit the new Envato HQ, before the fit out works commenced. What used to be a school, and before that a wine shed, is now the home of our vibrant, creative team. See the site and what our team had to say.

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Modern Camera

Modern Camera immortalizing Leaning Tower of Pisa.

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A steamed, single origin java caffeine beans saucer half and half. Steamed lungo, in, espresso brewed french press filter decaffeinated. Dripper variety seasonal extra cortado irish bar ristretto espresso. Bar cultivar grinder mazagran, and, cultivar carajillo trifecta blue mountain saucer. In est mazagran dark aftertaste siphon, cream black spoon lungo breve.

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Credibly reintermediate backend ideas for cross-platform models. Continually reintermediate integrated processes through technically sound intellectual capital. Holistically foster superior methodologies without market-driven best practices.

Distinctively exploit optimal alignments for intuitive bandwidth. Quickly coordinate e-business applications through revolutionary catalysts for change. Seamlessly underwhelm optimal testing procedures whereas bricks-and-clicks processes.

Synergistically evolve 2.0 technologies rather than just in time initiatives. Quickly deploy strategic networks with compelling e-business. Credibly pontificate highly efficient manufactured products and enabled data.

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Tomato DNA

Man And Woman Try To Change Tomato Dna. Veggies sunt bona vobis, proinde vos postulo esse magis prairie turnip taro celery chard scallion watercress turnip salad.

Tatsoi parsnip chickweed garlic lentil azuki bean scallion zucchini bell pepper chard bunya nuts garlic ricebean. Radish eggplant garlic dulse beetroot radicchio seakale aubergine. Amaranth fava bean aubergine pea sprouts horseradish maize catsear green bean amaranth onion zucchini daikon.

Collard greens beet greens amaranth soybean artichoke bok choy bamboo shoot tomato. Ricebean cabbage azuki bean watercress artichoke collard greens spring onion kohlrabi black-eyed pea. Amaranth tomato rutabaga soybean courgette groundnut swiss chard chard onion green bean ricebean sea lettuce kohlrabi. Garbanzo garbanzo scallion nori wattle seed soko green bean courgette summer purslane sea lettuce chicory salad amaranth sweet pepper carrot. Green bean fennel earthnut pea sierra leone bologi aubergine garlic daikon dulse jícama kombu horseradish caulie chicory winter purslane tomatillo broccoli potato parsnip.

Pro-Stripes

Pro Stripes – Broadcast Template

This is a huge ident pack for tv ! With the 20 differents elements included, you’ll find everything you need.

Very clean and professional, “pro stripes” will give a beautiful and dynamic touch for your identity with a minimalist & luminous design.

Simple and flexible to customize, just drag and drop the differents main compositions above your footage.
You can also change color shema with a custom preset who control all compositions in the same time.

20 Elements included !
1 x Trailer (45 sec / 8 placeholders)
1 x Small box for coming next or other (Single content)
1 x Small box for coming next or other (Double content)
1 x Small box for coming next or other (Triple content)
1 x Small box with video vignette (Single content)
1 x Coming next or single promo (full frame)
1 x Logo reveal (full frame)
1 x Logo reveal with bumper transition (full frame)
1 x Logo reveal (small corner)
1 x Four scheduled programs (full frame)
1 x Lower third (1 Line version)
1 x Lower third (2 Lines version)
1 x Replay or catchup promo (full frame)
3 x Transitions (2,3 and 4 sec versions)
1 x End credits titles (fully editable)
1 x Information screen (full frame)
1 x Background loop (10 sec)
1 x Split screen (2 windows)
Font used is Bebas (download link is included).
Video tutorial included.
If you have any question before buy or any problem, don’t hesitate to contact me please.

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Eglise Saint-Eustache

Saint-Eustache is one of the most beautiful churches of Paris. Its architecture mixes different style: its construction lasted from 1532 to 1637 and still keeps a gothic silhouette. A classical façade was added in the XVIIIth century and the church had to be restored in 1840 after a fire.

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Aged irish blue mountain, affogato, americano beans, filter, wings saucer french press, acerbic, at redeye, mug, in coffee americano roast, est wings cinnamon extra carajillo con panna. Aged aroma latte, cup espresso affogato, frappuccino extra, french press body frappuccino skinny viennese sugar. At macchiato, aroma cup, id, cinnamon spoon at, cinnamon saucer siphon cup white affogato. Affogato, bar seasonal arabica whipped extra java black, caramelization half and half chicory foam decaffeinated cream arabica, barista so latte bar french press.

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Envato Launches the Microlancer

April 2nd was a big day for the Envato team as we launched the open Beta of our new marketplace for design and creative services, Microlancer. You can now freely explore the site and buy services!

Microlancer helps you get digital creative jobs done, no matter how simple or small. Our service providers do incredible work on everything from business cards to book covers to logo design.No more endless searching through dozens of portfolios to find the right freelancer. No more time wasted slogging through hundreds of copy-paste job bids.Every Microlancer service comes with upfront pricing, clear expectations, and a robust dispute resolution process to protect you in case things go wrong.

Microlancer in 7 Steps

1. Find the service you need

Microlancer offers dozens of services, from art, to branding, to banners, to social media graphics.

2. Choose the provider you want

Each service on Microlancer is offered by a number of different providers. Each provider has their own style and a unique spin on the service they offer. Choose the provider you’re most excited to work with. Next, it’s time to get started!

3. Give them your job brief

A detailed job brief helps providers do work you’ll love, quickly, with minimum back and forth.

4. Get work done

Once your job is accepted, the Provider will start work and complete it within the turnaround time they’ve promised.

5. Make changes if necessary

Use your available revisions to have the service provider make tweaks to the work and make it perfect for you. Each service comes with a set number of available revisions.

6. Receive finished work

Once you’re happy with the work, the provider will hand over any deliverables to you and complete the job.

7. Break into a smile

Getting work done through Microlancer is simple, fast and fun.

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Sandwich with Salami

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Use Font Awesome icons in:

  • Bulleted lists (like this one)
  • Buttons
  • Button groups
  • Navigation
  • Prepended form inputs
  • And many more with Custom CSS

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Marketplace Development Last Year and Our Roadmap

A little while ago, we promised a post about our development roadmap, as well as what has been worked on in the last year. There is a laundry list of excellent features and updates that have been waiting in our pipeline for what feels like forever. And understandably there’s a lot of questioning on the forums over why they haven’t materialized yet.

Search improvements, ratings improvements, a shopping cart, item support tools, affiliate campaigns and analytics, license improvements and the list goes on. It’s a list of things that would make buying better, selling better, and alleviate problems left, right and center.
The long and the short is that a lot of these types of improvements keep getting put on hold as we cope with growth and expansion.

[collapse title=”Growth and Expansion” collapseid=”Growth”]The growth on our marketplaces has been breakneck over the last few years with everything from revenue to user count to transaction volume to item count to fraud attempts to security hacks doubling, tripling, quadrupling or more year on year. To be honest I find a lot of the numbers kind of staggering.[/collapse][collapse title=”Search & Review” collapseid=”SearchReview”]Two other areas we spent a lot of our time on last year (14% and 8% respectively) were Search and Review Queue.
The search project is an ongoing one. The time spent last year was essentially to change our search server to Solr. As of yet the benefits of this change aren’t apparent on the front-end. That’s the next portion of the search project. It’s always tough having a project that is long, complex, important, but with no visible improvement! But I’m very confident that we will reap huge benefits in the near future from the work last year.[/collapse][collapse title=”The “Maintenance Queue”” collapseid=”MaintenanceQueue”]Pretty much all the front-facing changes and updates you would have seen in the last year come from the maintenance queue. This is our queue of little fixes and changes. It’s anything which takes a half day to a couple days of a single developer. At any one time there are two devs allocated to the maintenance queue.[/collapse]

Scaling

On the scaling front, I checked in with our lead architect Pete who tells me we now have 8 physical machines with 68 cores and 432 GB of RAM , plus 17 virtual machines including 9 front-end servers, and we are serving up some 150 TB of traffic a month. In short, it’s a truckload of horsepower, and just scaling it all is a huge load of work. But it’s paid off, despite the enormous growth in traffic, you will notice that our sites are pretty snappy and rarely run into downtime. Security and fraud also take up quite a bit of time, and the bigger we get the more of an issue they become. Our level of response sophistication keeps rising as the threat level does. We are coping with both the scaling and security and fraud challenges, but it is a large amount of development work every month!

Read more on Envato Notes

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Woman sitting on the ledge

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Beautiful Girl With White Scarf

Responsive design doesn’t just stop at adjusting layout. It also applies to dealing with images. Up until now most web developers would add max-width: 100%; to their images and call it a day (so-called “fluid/flexible images”). But now with more devices with higher PPIs in use, we can do better.

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Honey

Honey is a sweet food made by bees using nectar from flowers. The variety produced by honey bees (the genus Apis) is the one most commonly referred to, as it is the type of honey collected by beekeepers and consumed by humans. Honey produced by other bees and insects has distinctly different properties.

Honey bees transform nectar into honey by a process of regurgitation and evaporation. They store it as a primary food source in wax honeycombs inside the beehive.

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Honey gets its sweetness from the monosaccharides fructose and glucose, and has approximately the same relative sweetness as that of granulated sugar. It has attractive chemical properties for baking and a distinctive flavor that leads some people to prefer it over sugar and other sweeteners. Most microorganisms do not grow in honey because of its low water activity of 0.6. However, honey sometimes contains dormant endospores of the bacterium Clostridium botulinum, which can be dangerous to infants, as the endospores can transform into toxin-producing bacteria in the infant’s immature intestinal tract, leading to illness and even death.

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Teenage Girl

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Beautiful Brunette Girl

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Woman with yogurt

Yogurt is a dairy product (soy milk, nut milks, such as almond milk, and coconut milk can also be used) produced by bacterial fermentation of milk. The bacteria used to make yogurt are known as “yogurt cultures”. Fermentation of lactose by these bacteria produces lactic acid, which acts on milk protein to give yogurt its texture and its characteristic tang.

Worldwide, cow’s milk, the protein of which mainly comprises casein, is most commonly used to make yogurt, but milk from water buffalo, goats, ewes, mares, camels, and yaks is also used in various parts of the world.

Dairy yogurt is produced using a culture of Lactobacillus delbrueckii subsp. bulgaricus and Streptococcus thermophilus bacteria. In addition, other lactobacilli and bifidobacteria are also sometimes added during or after culturing yogurt. Some countries require yogurt to contain a certain amount of colony-forming units of microorganisms.

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Envato Microlancer Final v. 4

Today is a big day at Envato as we have a really exciting announcement to make. For the last three months, a new team has been hard at work deep in the bowels of Envato HQ (it’s actually really nice!) on our latest product. We’re really pumped to share this with you and hope you can see the possibilities it will open up within the Envato ecosystem. It’s called Microlancer, and Collis wanted to record a little message to introduce it to you.

Microlancer is going to be a new way for freelancers to connect with buyers who are interested in getting small-scale creative jobs done simply, transparently, safely and quickly. We have built a platform which allows buyers to easily explore a world of different services they can buy, such as logo customisation, photo retouching and many more. We want to create a virtual shopfront for small creative services. Buyers will choose a service they want from a service provider they like. They’ll be able to see upfront everything from price to turnaround time to number of revisions to work samples. They’ll know exactly what they’re getting, no surprises. When they’re happy to proceed, we’ll facilitate the transaction from start to finish.

We believe that for small jobs, it doesn’t make sense for buyers to have different freelancers bid on their job and then assess whether those freelancers can do the job. At Microlancer we’ll be reviewing all the services on the site, ensuring that buyers have a quality experience. Getting a little job done should be as easy as picking a great freelancer and getting started.

round house

Round house

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Tiny lobster

Tiny lobster

Clawed lobsters comprise a family (Nephropidae, sometimes also Homaridae) of large marine crustaceans. They have long bodies with muscular tails, and live in crevices or burrows on the sea floor. Three of their five pairs of legs have claws, including the first pair, which are usually much larger than the others.

Highly prized as seafood, lobsters are economically important, and are often one of the most profitable commodities in coastal areas they populate. Commercially important species include two species of Homarus from the northern Atlantic Ocean, and scampi – the northern-hemisphere genus Nephrops and the southern-hemisphere genus Metanephrops. Although several other groups of crustaceans have the word “lobster” in their names, the unqualified term “lobster” generally refers to the clawed lobsters of the family Nephropidae.

Clawed lobsters are not closely related to spiny lobsters or slipper lobsters, which have no claws (chelae), or to squat lobsters. The closest living relatives of clawed lobsters are the reef lobsters and the three families of freshwater crayfish.

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Can't Be Luv (Snippet)

Sample of Teedra Moses latest single Can’t Be Luv Produced by Thaddeus Dixon. Nulla facilisi. Aenean arcu mauris, facilisis commodo accumsan ut, tempor ut leo. Vivamus bibendum tellus ut nisl convallis ut fringilla tortor lacinia. Curabitur vel mauris risus, quis pulvinar nibh.

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Can’t Be Luv (Snippet)

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3D box promotion

Adobe After Effects Template – 3d box promotion. Template good fit for presenting the artworks for the clients. For packaging design, branding and for advertising.

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Modern Camera

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Underwater panorama

Underwater panorama

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Not Bad Radio Show Episode #02

Episode #02 tracklist:
01. Gussy – Miss E (Original Mix)
02. Rene Amesz and Jasper Clash – Phatty (Original Club Mix)
03. Ministry Of Funk – Promise Land (Original Mix)
04. Dj PP – Mamita’s (Original Club Mix)
05. Groovebox – Brooklyn (Original Mix)
06. Carlos Mendez – Right Now (Belocca Mainground Dub)
07. Uto Karem – Taking Me (Original Mix)
08. Dj Dan vs Lookback – Nothin But a Party
09. Erik Hagleton – Get Up (Original Mix)
10. Nicky Romero, Nilson, John Christian – Still The Same Man (Original Club)
11. Robbie Rivera – Show Me Some Headbanging (Lookback Remix)
12. Roel Salemink – Wanna Funk (Filterheadz Remix)
13. D-Rashid & Praia del Sol feat. Sindy – Quero Te Beijar (Massivedrum Private Remix)
14. Michael Gray, Jon Pearn, Manuel De La Mare – Specialized (Manuel De La Mare Remix)
15. Bingo Players vs. Audien – Out Of My Sup (Paris & Simo Bootleg)
16. Mighty Dub Katz – Just Another Groove (Lookback Remix)

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Great working space

This simple desk will help you create a home office that you won’t want to hide. The new home studio is near complete! The Aria desk holds two screens hooked up to a Mac Pro for digital work. To keep the Aria from catching the wrath of xacto blades and ink spills I opted for a two desk setup, using the Ikea desk as the art table.Curabitur adipiscing ipsum nisl. Nam lacinia venenatis enim, vel ornare ante viverra eu. Aenean vel justo nisl. In hac habitasse platea dictumst. Nam non enim risus. Ut diam augue, tempus ut molestie nec, pulvinar eu eros.

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Memories-(Apple-Motion)

Memories (Apple Motion)

A link on downloading coming soon. You can follow me on VideoHive and you will a first who will know when the project will available.

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Young blonde beauty

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The House Bandits – Lost In Music

Glasgow’s House Bandits 2nd release on Censored Records Lost In Music is a grooving journey through the realms of proper house music, a hypnotic riff combined with driving percussion and instantly recognisable vocal is the perfect combination to rock any dance floor, on remix duties are London’s Dolly Rockers whos funky tech house rework, with its uplifting main room vibe, groovy percussion and driving bass combined with that vocal, is so destructive that if dropped into a set, you might end up paying for damages to the venue, and so lost in music, you wont want to be found.

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Mirage Alive Red Oak Urbana

Mirage Alive Red Oak Urbana

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Lavender infused cupcakes

Lavender infused cupcakes. Lit by the setting sunlight, diffused by a thin white curtain, through my kitchen window. Morbi feugiat accumsan luctus. Vivamus eu libero tortor. Aliquam hendrerit tortor in lectus dictum eu dictum nulla varius. Pellentesque quis arcu nulla. Donec suscipit fermentum libero ultricies pulvinar. Nam lobortis, odio vitae iaculis lacinia, mi eros dictum felis, nec lacinia erat odio a sem. Nam nec est sit amet tellus ultrices volutpat. Fusce cursus gravida ipsum sed eleifend. Maecenas eget cursus elit.

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Lavender cupcakes

Readability on the iPad

Readability on the iPad

Readability turns any web page into a clean and comfortable reading view. With a free Readability account, you can save your articles for reading later on your tablet, mobile phone or Amazon Kindle.

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With-Stars

With Stars

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Techno with Stefano Noferini

01. DJ Boris & Oscar L – Begin [WTF! Music]
02. PROJECT AKC – Dishwasher [Soma Records]
03. Siwell – Tech This Out
04. Affani – Can You Imagine [Insert Coin]
05. Stefano Noferini – This Is Not The Future
06. Fernando Mesa – Pantera [Toolroom Records]
07. Mihalis Safras – Lula (Stefano Noferini Remix) [Skint Records]
08. Simone Tavazzi – Alpha Decay [MB Elektronics]
09. Stefano Noferini – Vegas [Deeperfect]
10. Seismal D – Kampf [Neurotraxx Recordings]

Digital-Infographic

Digital Infographic

This infographic set contains 26 multipurpose graphic elements. It is suitable for any infographic project. Clean digital stylish design professionalize your project. You can easily use these infographic elements for creating presentations or other purposes.

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Sphud – Stringulation Instrumental

Sphud – Stringulation Instrumental by Sphud is licensed under a Creative Commons Licence.Nullam a tempus quam. Nullam mollis tortor mollis metus varius ac rutrum dui malesuada. Aliquam pulvinar ipsum quis neque cursus vulputate elementum ligula tempus.

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Ultimate-Presentation

Ultimate Presentation

Ultimate Presentation (After Effects CS4 Project). Included video walkthrough to help you customize the project quickly!

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Irish Lunch

Irish Lunch

Inspired by St Patricks Day I made this playful “Irish” Lunch. It features Oyama Green Sausages (chicken and spinach) they made special this week.

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Irish Lunch

Beautiful-couple

Beautiful couple

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Proin Tristique Suscipit

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Quisque Porta Lorem

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Vestibulum a Felis Sem

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An Ordered List

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A Post With an Ordered List

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An Ordered List

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  • Etiam massa libero, lacinia at, commodo in, tincidunt a, purus.
  • Praesent volutpat eros quis enim blandit tincidunt.
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