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The part of me that is a former graphic designer is intrigued and appalled by this technology.

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I am a dancer! Dancing is not just what I do it is a part of who I am. Coming into The Richard Stockton College of New Jersey I thought dance was for me!

The creature's name was Despair but everybody in the neighborhood called her Felicia. They treated her like any other around the way girl. They didn't want her around unless they w

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"Jean Luc Picard. Jean Luc. Everybody just loves that bald old jerk." Number 1 was stewing on the holo-deck. He'd conjured up a chevy impala and was speeding and shifting gears

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'Dear Shweta' she wrote in her diary. 'I don't know why you did this to me. how could you? I thought we were best friends. If you could do this to me imagine what you'd do to your

Bill Clinton scorched the top of the creme brulee with a cigarette lighter and some aquanet. "Little thing I leanred in the service" he crooned, with the cigar

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She was on the floor. I was there, but he drove her there. He was sober, he was special, but with no home he had no anchor. He needs to save her. He can't save her. We can't.

'You can remove toxic conditions from the atmosphere through fire,' said the pundit. 'The process is called Homa and is based on the vedic science of bioenergy.' Here's how you do

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Through a freak of nature a wormhole materialized just at exit point of the radioactive leak from the plant which connected to Rev. Jones bathtub.