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I was wandering on a cruise ship and I found a secret room on the deck. Inside it, there was a beautiful but terrifying black panther. I looked at it in awe but was afraid of it so circled to the back of the room and the panther escaped out of the room and ran around the deck of the ship. The panther ended up mauling someone to death. The cruise ship security guards went searching for the guilty party who let the panther out of the room, but they did not catch me. I was able to lie my way through it and get away with everything, but I felt guilty and sad about the innocent person that died.

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Dearest in mind, I would like to introduce myself for the first time. My name is Barrister David Gomez Gonzalez, the personal lawyer to my late client. Who worked as a private businessman in the international field. In 2012, my client succumbed to an unfortunate car accident. My client was single and childless. He left a fortune worth $12,500,000.00 Dollars in a bank in Spain. The bank sent me message that I have to introduce a beneficiary or the money in their bank will be confiscate. My purpose of contacting you is to make you the Next of Kin. My late client left no will, I as his personal lawyer, was commissioned by the Spanish Bank to search for relatives to whom the money left behind could be paid to. I have been looking for his relatives for the past 3 months continuously without success. Now I explain why I need your support, I have decided to make a citizen of the same country with my late client the Next of Kin. I hereby ask you if you will give me your consent to present you to the Spanish Bank as the next of kin to my deceased client. I would like to point out that you will receive 45% of the share of this money, 45% then I would be entitled to, 10% percent will be donated to charitable organizations. If you are interested, please contact me at my private contact details by Tel: 0034-604-284-281, Fax: 0034-911-881-353, Email: amucioabogados@infocaixa.info I am waiting for your answer Best regards, Lawyer: - David Gomez Gonzalez

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Ke toan luong Bi Vit Hu ch Archives - K Ton Tin Lng... Trong công đoạn học nếu Anh chị cảm thấy còn chưa nắm vững, trung tâm sẽ gần lại cho bạn học một khóa mới, tỉ dụ bạn bạn công việc phải đi công công tác nữa tháng ở Hà Nội, vào học ko theo kịp phần kế toán Misa bên mình sẽ gần cho bạn học lại mà ko thu thêm học phí.các hình thức trả lương trong công ty – lương thuởng là khoản tiền mà đơn vị trả cho người lao động để thực hiện công việc theo thỏa thuận. đơn vị mang quyền chọn lọc hình thức trả lươngtheo thời kì, sản phẩm hay khoán. Nhưng cần phải đảm bảo ko được thấp hơn mức lương tối thiểu.Tiền lương ngày được trả cho một ngày khiến việc. Được xác định trên cơ sở lương lậu tháng chia cho số ngày làm việc thường nhật trong tháng. Theo quy định của pháp luật mà doanh nghiệp tuyển lựa, nhưng tối đa ko.

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On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".

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I am in a large, turn of the century house. I wander through it, looking for someone, but I can't remember who - or who owns the house. The dream is vivid. I can hear chickens, smell dust and mustiness in rarely used spaces, I can pick up and examine objects (many of which I remember from somewhere. These things are detailed, often personal, lovely but I can't remember who they belong to or if they might have been mine at that time somehow), I can feel the heat of the fire in the stove and delight at using the water pump in the summer kitchen. It all feels familiar as I search the house up to the attic and then down (very steep, narrow stairs to that attic!) When I get to the cellar door in the kitchen, I start to feel foreboding - but compelled to keep searching. As I go down the stairs to the cellar, I can identify the coal shed door, on old cast iron heater of some kind and another door. I look through the cellar, open the door to the coal shed and then approach the other door. It is identifiably different or out of place but I can't pin down exactly how it is different or what makes it out of place. I do "know" that I am strongly compelled to open it - and too terrified to. Extreme dread and foreboding when I reach for that doorknob usually wake me - sometimmes screaming. I have wakened my family peiodically through my life with this. I can't remember the first time I had the dream but I've had it throughout my life. It tends to leave me very nervous and unsettled, sometimes for days.

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"We did look at ourselves," Cutler said. "We looked at certain situations in the games, what we're running, strong and weak, those types of things. But getting everyone healthy, that was probably the biggest key for us." The draft will be televised Jan. 21 on NFL Network. Peacock lauded the stadium as a way to revitalize an area near the Gateway Arch. Right now, the land where the stadium would sit is made up of mostly abandoned industrial buildings and dilapidated parking lots, an eyesore clearly visible from Interstate 70. Acquired from Oakland for next to nothing three years ago, Palmer needed time to learn the intricacies of coach Bruce Arians' offense, but he's got it down now. "What I was thinking about then is: 'I know I was going to make this roster,'" he said. "It made it Disocunt Football Jerseys seem like I wasn't going to make it, but I had a feeling that I was."

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FLORHAM PARK, N.J. (AP) 锟?Jets quarterback Ryan Fitzpatrick is considering having surgery on his injured thumb Friday, a day after New York plays Buffalo. Most thought winning any of those games would be too much to ask of Indy's young team. The Chase Edmonds Jersey Colts never saw it that way. "It all comes down to what the research question is," he said. "Regardless of precision, it's good at counting the number of times somebody's head is impacted." "I think we talk more about offenses having tendencies," Dallas coach Jason Garrett said. "Luke went into the game last week and it looked like the New Orleans Saints running their plays. It wasn't like they came up with all these new plays because he's a different style of quarterback." PHILADELPHIA (AP) 锟?Marcus Smith spent most of his rookie season watching from the sideline and barely contributed.

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I walk from the upper floor, where the higher years mingle, down to the 2 1/2 floor. I look into glass walled study rooms. A girl I am interested in is there. She comes out and greets me with an uncharacteristcally friendly hug. She looks excited and relieved about something. She leads me towards the stairs that lead out of the building to a beautiful sunset over neatly kept lawns. Before we can decend she is urged by someone on her research team that something needs to finalize some details before submitting. She obliges and implores me to go ahead and she will catch up. I kiss the top right corner of her face and she rushes off with her team. I turn back the way I came to the open stairs that are white, unsupported, and look like they were built to replicate orbital paths. The roof makes the building look spherical. I walk downward and see some friends. I greet them without stopping. Something is on my mind. I have some objective, but I don't know what it is. The whole building shakes and the other stairs fall. People disappear without a trace. I notice a man wearing a dark pink or extremely faded red sweater with the hood up. He seems to be bald. He has a brown and round goatee. He is standing on a scaffolding a floor above me and about 10-20 meters ahead of me. He is armed with a rifle he needs two hands to fire. He sees me and lifts the gun against his should and fast walks towards an exit that leads outside of the building. I wake up in an apartment room. The walls begin at my hips. Beneath the wall there is just a railing like on a flimsy deck. I can see the floor below me. It's a hotel lobby. It's dirty and the lights make everything a shade of piss yellow. The door has a lock, and an opaque window that takes up most of the top center. There is a second opaque window that is as tall as the door on the same side as the lock on the door. Someone in the lobby came and asked about me. I lay down and pretend to be asleep since they could see me if I was standing. The man at the desk points to my room. The man asking about me is dressed in all black and is wearing a comically large brimmed hat with a red feather. He pulls a 2 meter long weapon from his suit case and aims it towards where he thinks I am sleeping and fires. It's less than a few inches from my head. The whole pours out light, white debris, and doves mixed in with both. I roll frantically, open my door and run as fast as I can away from the lobby. I exit the back door and see a bowling alley. People are bowling and buying booze. I am a little flabberghasted because just the night before it was a theatre. I remember following a young woman in a purple dress outside. She was crying, her boyfriend commanded her into the car. It was an expensive looking car. Her hair was done up in a nice looking bun. She saw me come to her rescue and she smiled and wiped her tears away and got into the car. Regardless of last night it was currently a bowling alley. The person behind the bar was an old friend. He offered me a beer. I drank a couple sips and thanked him before running out the far door and seeing my world. I was 20 years in the past outside of a thrift store wearing a varsity jacket and remembering when this thrift store used to be a bowling alley when I was a kid.

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