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There was a stand of tall carrizo cane growing along the American side of the river below him and he set the zipper bag down and took hold of the case by the handles and swung it behind him and then heaved it over the rail and out into space.

Whitehot pain. He held his side and watched the bag turn slowly in the diminishing...
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menta:
THANKS FOR THE ADD smile
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I'm a tree that grows hearts,
One for each that you take.
You're the intruder's hand,
I'm the branch that you break.

-- Excerpt from 'Bachelorette', Bjork ("Homogenic")
amelinda:
lovely. and sad frown
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She hunched low against the back of the couch as a fresh flurry of gunfire flayed the cushions. The air filled with downy couch stuffing, like a souvenir snow globe gone horribly wrong. Bullets tore through the couch an inch from Nikki's face. Not much of a hiding place.

Nikki took a miniature flash grenade from one of her belt pouches. About the size of...
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amelinda:
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At noon the following day he was in his rented car when Dinsmore and his bodyguard drove downtown and parked in front of a restaurant in the Old Market district. Keller waited outside for a few minutes, then found a parking space and went in after them. The hostess seated Keller just two tables away from Dinsmore. Keller ordered shrimp scampi and watched Dinsmore and...
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ritavonneurosis:
Thanks for your request!
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Gus reached in his jacket and took out a fat sausage, like you'd have for barbeque. He held it up for Kaiser to see, like he was trying to sell it. Then he took out a coil of copper wire and cut off a piece with a pair of pliers.

"You wrap it around like this," Gus said. "Couple of times, nice and tight, so...
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krito:
thanks for the friend request! regards
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Roma (To Baylen): Asshole...(To Levene) Guy couldn't find his fuckin' couch in the living room...Ah, Christ...what a day, what a day...I haven't even had a cup of coffee...Jagoff John opens his mouth he blows my Cadillac....(Sighs.) I swear...it's not a world of men...it's not a world of men, Machine...it's a world of clockwatchers, bureaucrats, officeholders...what it is, it's a fucked-up world...there's...
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neftis:
kisskisskiss
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Chance and time are intimately linked in our universe. Every day, chance occurrences take place that present us with new opportunities, challenges and perils. To make the best of them requires a knowledge of how to make decisions in sequence. Nowhere is this more true than in the realm of love. A single person will meet a large but limited number of available prospects over...
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toxic:
Thank you for the add new friend! Hope your enjoying the site so far!
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Professional thieves prided themselves on not having to use violence when I was coming up. To a good jewel thief like Johnny Feinstein, part of the job was setting things up so that his victim would turn over the jewelry without offering any resistance. When you stole some jewelry only the insurance company was unhappy. If you had to hit a rich lady or her...
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tuttyfruity:
heyyy thank you very much for the friend request smile xxx
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Uniqueness is wasted on youth. Like a fine wine or a solid flossing habit, you'll be grateful for it when you're older. Naturally, being born in a foreign country is not the only coolness savings bond out there, but it is an automatic vehicle into self-possession when there are no other cars on the road. Maybe you don't come from the mansion on the hill...
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aeterna:
Thank you for the friend request! smile
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Alexis Machine was rarely whimsical, and for him to have a whimsical thought in such a situation as this was something which had never happened before. Yet it occurred to him: Of all the people on earth - what? five billion of them? - I'm the only one who is currently standing inside a moving wedding cake with a Heckler & Koch .223 semiautomatic weapon...
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peck:
Hey you! ^^ thanx for the add and nice to meet you. Come and say hi wink
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If you come to the States, as you threaten in your letters from Tetherdown, Trewallock Lane, Gorran Haven, Cornwall (if I got nothing else out of your missive, the address alone is worth the price of admission), be sure to get in touch with me.

I am pleased to hear that you are writing a book about Jack the Ripper. He has always been my...
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A noble king who wished to show his high-mindedness could do no better than have his crown made of iron. Gold is for thieves and swindlers. For this reason they own the most of it.

-- "The Treasure of the Sierra Madre", B. Traven