#I HATE THE SUPREME COURT I WANT THEM GONE SO BADLY

[cometrose]

the supreme court is so comically evil like you really have to vote blue across the board they made it legal to criminalize homelessness, overturned chevron which means the extremely conservative courts get to override health officials and environmental regulations

like infant mortality has increased by 8% in some states post roe, they will avoid the trump immunity case as long as possible, they essentially shielded all the jan 6 rioters

if biden loses we could be stuck with 6-3 or 7-2 extremely conservative judges for decades!!! that could mean 40 years of social rights regulations and health codes thrown out the door!!! look how much we’ve lost in 8 years?

and what about pack the courts? you can’t pack the courts with this split congress you can’t pass roe laws with this split congress you really have to vote blue all the way

[cascadianights]

It's 5 days until my 29th birthday.

My cat died. Suddenly and with no warnings.

I got her the week I moved out, when I was 18. She traveled the country with me. She was there with I started college, and when I dropped out the first time and moved 3000 miles away. I wanted her to be there to see my wedding, to see my children. She was elderly but showed no signs of slowing down or illness. Nothing. She was sleeping. And now she's just. Gone.

It's 5 days until my 29th birthday.

My grandparents are homeless, not for the first time in my life. They were evicted over Christmas by distant family who realized they could cash in on the airbnb crash. I want to help them so badly, but the answers are to find the means to move them here (how? and where?), Or to find somewhere for them in Florida and go back there. Go back to a state running on removing me from the narrative.

It's 5 days until my 29th birthday.

I pretend I don't want to get married, because it's less painful than getting into how many rights you lose to marry while disabled or poly. Because it's easier than pointing to the Supreme Court justices promising to end the brief window of time someone like me was even allowed to marry in this country - less time than Sansa was alive.

It's 5 days until my 29th birthday.

My mom had me when she was 30.

I pretend I don't want kids, because for a long time I didn't. Didn't want to raise them with the difficulties I grew up with, in a world falling to fire and hate. It's easier to pretend I never changed my mind, than to admit that I am terrified that I will never be in a stable enough place, and that even if I am the State will take them away anyways. Exposing children to trans ideology is child abuse now, yknow, and the foster system has never been designed for anything but stealing children from marginalized families to take them to a "better place."

It's 5 days until my 29th birthday.

And I have no idea how to move forward. I don't know how to make an income without losing what little is left of my health. I don't know how to be authentically myself in a country that's about to run a presidential election based on the question "should I be allowed to exist," I don't know how to hope for a future when just getting through each day is so bleak. I don't know how to take care of my family. I don't know how to navigate this system. I don't know how to keep trying again and again even though I fall deeper through the cracks each time.

It's 5 days until my 29th birthday

And my longest companion is gone

And I don't know how to keep going

[theunvanquishedzims]

Calming my post-election anxiety with sweet sweet logic

So Trump is a wannabe dictator with crazy screaming fans who are headed toward violent armed meltdowns. What’s to stop him from going full dictator and refusing to leave office?

I’m glad you asked!

You see, the major difference between wannabe dictators and actual dictators is ALLIES. Dictators are surrounded with tight security, aided by the military, cheered on by media that they control, and are either helped, encouraged, or just ignored by other countries with the power to stop them.

Trump has charged the Secret Service money for the privilege of protecting him and his family since day one. You remember the first year, when his wife and son refused to move to the White House so the Secret Service had to RENT FLOORS in TRUMP’S BUILDING to be close to them? And how his extended family went globetrotting and the Secret Service had to accompany them? And when Trump himself insisted on hosting people at his golf club, he made the Secret Service RENT GOLF CARTS from TRUMP’S CLUB to follow him while he went golfing?

The end result was that halfway through the first year of his presidency, the Secret Service could not pay their own wages. Because half their yearly budget had gone straight to Trump’s pockets. And that’s just financially. I think we all remember how the White House came down with Covid and Trump still insisted on Secret Service agents driving him around to wave at people. He has not been kind to the people who are sworn to protect him. These people have had a front-row seat to his circus since 2016. When the time comes from Trump to leave the White House and Biden to take over, I doubt they’ll betray the country out of loyalty to Trump. If anything, they’ll be the ones to drag him out.

As for the military, Trump insulted and fired four generals from his administration staff. He said on multiple occasions that soldiers who get captured or killed are suckers and losers. He refused to visit a cemetery to honor the dead because it was raining. He tries to pander to the military by massive increases in defense spending, but that money goes to capitalists who make weapons and war technology, not the soldiers or veterans. (He also hypocritically accused military officials of being in bed with those same companies.) In a poll of 1000 service members 50% said they disliked Trump. Overall, he doesn’t act like a leader, and the way he skirts responsibility (like taking charge during the pandemic) doesn’t appeal to a group that functions on trust in their leadership.

A proper dictator would have spent the last four years cozying up to his generals and making sure they knew the financial and social benefits of answering to him personally, not the office of the President. And while Trump did adhere to the adage “find a foreign foe” to unite people against, he badly misjudged what most US citizens consider “foreign.” He hasn’t found a villain that we would root for the military taking down, and the people he targets (Latinx, Blacks, immigrants, and people in countries our military has already devastated) are not a minority he can turn the majority of the country against, especially with how many of the former two serve in the military themselves. When the time comes for him to leave office, the military might be the first to cut ties with the wannabe Dictator-in-Chief.

Now, the media. They’ve been treating him like a joke candidate since day one, but after he was actually elected and took office they’ve started to take him more seriously. He’s gotten his catchphrase “fake news!” to catch on, but that doesn’t change the fact that under his administration news reporters have been harassed, illegally arrested, and generally poorly treated by Trump, especially if they’re women. He’s trashed talked everyone, with Fox News being the last bastion of semi-legitimate news that openly supports him (and their credibility has taken a big hit over it.)

Despite this support, in recently months Trump has been increasingly dumping on Fox, even throwing the mediator they provided for the debate under the bus, and risking alienating them in the process. If his supporters listen to him and start considering Fox part of Big Fake News, it might possibly be the death of Fox, leaving most of his supporters adrift and isolated from their source of right-wing news, and sending the more extreme fringes into the arms of conspiracy theory websites. (I’m not saying this is bad, being cut off from Fox and its toxic stream of “information” can actually help rehabilitate the right.)

Honestly, I don’t think Trump ever had a shot at controlling the media like a dictator would, mainly because of social media. He’s in love with attention, and Twitter has provided him a nonstop stream of it. No other President has threatened, insulted, promoted, or hinted at war over social media the way Trump has, and he gets so much direct feedback and interaction with the public and the world as a result. He could have leveraged that by buying the company (through a shell corporation, obviously) and setting it up as The One True Source of Information, manipulating public perception of him and his administration by keeping a tight grip on what information he let out.

But he’s just. Not. That. Clever. He blurts out everything that crosses his mind, leaving his administration to play clean-up on his messes, put out fires he keeps pouring gasoline on, and claim he’s joking when everyone knows he’s testing the limits on what he can get away with saying. He took advantage of the direct communication with legions of supporters, but seemed to forget that his detractors had equal access and would absolutely call him out on things he definitely said, it’s right there on his Twitter account, they have the Tweet pulled up on their phone right now. Instead of operating a single state-run media outlet while crushing all free press and limiting internet access like other dictators, he’s mooned the world’s cameras and acted surprised when they put his saggy butt on tv. “Fake news! That’s not my butt! THIS is my butt! [image attached]” he tweets. “Twitter is so biased, they haven’t censored any of Sleepy Joe’s photos!” he later tweets.

And lastly. The key to a dictatorship’s success. To prevent outside intervention, the country a dictator runs must be unimportant and ignored, wealthy and well-connected, or scary and well-armed. Minor warlords are the former, Putin is the latter, Trump might have weaseled his way into being the middle. But at the end of the day, America’s whole thing is new leadership every four years. It was revolutionary to replace a lineage of kings and queens stretching generations with a non-royal elected leader who only held office for four to eight years, but we’ve stuck to that for 200 years and everyone’s used to it by now. It would take a charismatic and powerful person to move the American people towards abolishing such a basic tenant of our democracy, and despite the mob mentality that lead a small portion of his supporters to chant “sixteen more years!” in the heat of the moment, Trump is not that charismatic. He’s not that smart. He’s not that well-connected. He’s not that savvy. He’s not that good at politics. And he’s not that powerful.

(I was going to say something here about him being the laughingstock of the world’s leaders and shouldn’t expect any outsiders to help him stay in power, especially since his tax returns came out and showed he owes people a ton of money that he doesn’t have, but this post is long enough so let’s cut to the chase.)

Trump is a greedy, small-minded man that has clung to power by appealing to the worst in humanity and scraping away at the best. But he hasn’t succeeded. He’s a sad old man who will say anything to be loved, and I don’t think he even knows what love is, so he’ll settle for attention. He doesn’t have money, he doesn’t have an army, and the only allies he has are using him as a political pawn to further their own interests. They will cut him loose the minute he stops being useful.

Now, the bad part: crazy screaming fans. Fringe groups on the internet. Mobs chanting “sixteen more years!” Men with guns and bombs and kidnapping plots, men trying to get into voting centers to destroy the election, men driving trucks with black flags that say FUCK YOUR FEELINGS, TRUMP 2020 (available on Amazon for $11.99, I wish I was joking.) I have no idea how many people in this country genuinely love Trump. It is hopefully significantly less than voted for him. There are some big issues in this country that are make-or-break, and unfortunately by reason of running Republican Trump has aligned himself with some of them.

There are people who hate everything about Trump, but he put a pro-life judge on the Supreme Court so they’re voting for him. There are people who are uncomfortable with Trump, but they’ve forgiven their grandpa for saying worse at Thanksgiving dinner, so they’ll vote for him. There are people who don’t know a single thing about Donald Trump, but they see (Republican) next to his name on the ballot, so they vote for him. None of that means those people will side with him if he tries to make a move towards dictatorship.

Now there are people who love Trump. They’ve heard and seen the vile things he’s said and done, and are genuinely okay with it, because they are full of hate and rage and want to change the world to put themselves on top. I do not know how many of these people there are. I know they exist all over the country, not just in red states. I know some of them have guns and want a reason to use them, because they’ve been talking about it for decades. I don’t know if we can trust the police to side with us over them if fights start breaking out. (And I pray pray PRAY people de-escalate any fights, because monkey see monkey do, and one news report of a MAGA extremist shooting someone can inspire a hundred copycats can lead to full-on civil war like we've never seen.) I know we need to be careful the next few months, to take care of ourselves and watch out for the more vulnerable in our communities.

And above all, I know this: Trump is not going to keep this country. He got it through trickery and deceit and foreign influence and national indifference and people not taking him seriously. We’ve learned. We’ve grown. We’re taking him seriously now, and we will not let him take what we’ve already told him he can’t have. The election is over. He’s a loser. He’d better start packing his bags. Because he’s not staying in office.

[aaronjameswriting]

Alex Nox Vs. The People of the World

short story by Aaron James 

The year is 2048 and it is the first year that the entire planet of earth is smoke free. A monumental achievement for all mankind. This achievement is not only the first step to a more environmentally sound future but a great leap forward toward world peace. A society sharing a common struggle is a stronger one. This is the story of the man that helped make this all happen. Without him and his story, the transition would have had a bunch of people who gave up and went back to their old habits by any means necessary. Alex Nox, the man behind it all, inspired a whole planet to permanently change their ways through his greed and arrogance. This is the last conversation of his that anyone possesses, a video recording of his last therapy session.

“No, I truly believe that the world outlawing cigarettes was a good thing,” Alex said to his new therapist. This was the third-time Alex had to endure the court ordered therapy sessions to avoid jailtime. He knew it was time to move on from the filthy habits of his youth, but some part of him held on to the rebellious side of his mind and he continued going about his smoking rituals.

“Alex, it is 2047 not 2003. Don’t you think it is time to join the rest of the planet and stop smoking?” Clara, the therapist, had grown tired of her patient showing no interest in showing improvement and wasting her time. After all, she had quit smoking fifteen years ago, like the rest of the planet.

“No. not really. As long as I am protected under the 45th Amendment of these United States of America, I am allowed to smoke until the dreadful day that I die.” Alex was quite familiar with cigarette law. You must be when you are the only person on the planet still smoking.

“Yes, you are quite right Alex. Unfortunately, due to the nature of your giant...” Clara fakes clearing her throat, “F-U to society, no one is going to give you the respect you deserve as a human being because they will continue to see you as less than they are. Are you equipped to handle that premise?” Clara clicks the pen against her notepad.

“I do not honestly care what anyone thinks of me. I take pleasure in the little things of life. I am not suicidal like the courts keep trying to prove. You know as well as I do Clara that these sessions are meaningless and you will not succeed in proving otherwise just as the last two times have shown.”

Clara sets her pen down and pulls out a cleaning cloth to wipe her glasses and says, “I’m not saying you’re wrong Alex but you know that the courts have the right to enforce the 42nd Amendment just as much as you do the 45th.” She smiled just as she always did in these sessions. With a sense of pride knowing that one false move on Alex’s part and she would be the one responsible for getting rid of the last remaining smoker on the planet. She would be a hero.

The 42nd Amendment, of course, is the right of terminally ill patients to switch consciousness with a person showing suicidal tendencies. The process goes through the Supreme Court every time and only a few cases have gone through but everyone on the planet wanted Alex Nox to be one of those cases. The 45th Amendment or the Alex Nox Amendment came after the first case of Alex Nox vs. the People of the World. It states that a short list (cigarettes included) of materials would not automatically mean the person using them is suicidal. However, this Amendment has been up for change two times in the past fifteen years and Alex knew his time was slipping. These court therapy sessions were the easiest of what he feared would come.

“Can we talk about that for a second?” Alex said interrupting her happy thoughts.

“Talk about what?”

“Talk about why everyone is up in arms about me having a drag three times a day but switching minds with a cancer patient is completely fine.”

Clara pauses and looks at him trying to figure out the correlation. “I don’t quite understand. You endanger the planet and the other provides a service for those who no longer wish to live and those trying to find a way to live again.”

“Oh cut the bullshit Clara,” Alex snaps, “my smoking a few cigarettes is hardly killing the ozone layer. Everyone needs a scapegoat for how bad it has gotten. I don’t mind I just need someone else to be honest about that with me for once!”

Again, Clara was taken by surprise, she hadn’t quite thought about how all this pressure to quit was affecting him. “I see your point Alex. I do believe that you are a distraction for everyone to forget the real reason for why we live like this.” Clara felt empathy for the first time this whole session for Alex. “The reason they hate you is because you are a symbol of how we have polluted the earth so badly. The reason everyone quit smoking. The reason no smoke-stack factories exist anymore. The reason cancer is up 34%. You are the last link to an era of human history everyone is trying to forget.” Clara pulled out her glass cloth to wipe the tears that smudged her glasses.

“I have to proceed with the questioning.” She puts the cloth away, puts her glasses back on and picks up the pen again, “So once again I find myself asking you Alex; what was it like to hear the news that cigarettes were no longer going to be sold anywhere?”

           “As soon as I had heard they were going to be taking them off the shelves I ran to the nearest convenience store to buy cigarettes. There was a huge line and they had just sold out as I got there. People were selling large quantities online, so I decided to buy up as much as I could. I had a lot saved up for my vacation that summer, but spent it all buying as many cigarette packs as I could. My wife wasn't happy in the least about that.

Years of marriage counseling later we were finally on good terms (as good as a smoker’s terms could be). About a year after cigarettes were stopped in production, I realized that my old habits wouldn't work. I then began allotting myself 3 cigarettes a day. It sucked immensely.”

“Good job Alex. So, tell me about how it felt when the ad campaigns started,” she said with no hesitation. This was of course not new to them but her eagerness did not go unnoticed to Alex.

“The year was 2035, and everyone else had stopped smoking. By this point, the world had caught wind of how many cigarettes I had left, and so ads began to show up everywhere I went. There was always an article in the newspaper titled, ‘2543 Days until our world is smoke free.’ and so on, counting down the days until my stash ran out. I guess it was a little hard to deal with,” Alex sat back in his chair trying not to show how those campaigns truly made him feel.

“Did you ever try to hurt yourself or anyone else over these ads?” Clara said while jostling notes down in her pad.

“No, I have never hurt myself or anyone else over the negative ad campaigns,” Alex said in a mono-sarcastic-tone to convey how ridiculous he found this whole questioning setup.

“Is that the only ad or action that stood out to you?” Clara said trying to get more of a reaction.

“Someone did break into my house to try and destroy my stash. Thankfully I had thought ahead. I had a safe installed in my house to keep my cigarettes in. Every morning I would go downstairs and load 3 cigarettes into my special carrying pouch.”

“Do you think that your selfishness is fair to all those who stopped smoking because they had to?” Clara studied his face to see if guilt would show through his façade.

“I do not think that my actions are heroic, but I don’t think that my three cigarettes a day is impacting the environment enough to cause so much commotion.” He said relaxed. He truly believed that too.

“Did you ever stop and think that maybe it isn’t just your carbon footprint that has people up in arms about this? Maybe it looks like you think you’re better than everyone else because they have to change and you don’t.” Clara’s emotions were starting to come through and registering on an unprofessional level.

“Sorry,” she says apologizing, “that was a little unprofessional.”

“It’s okay, it isn’t as if you can lower my expectations for you.” Alex said pleased with himself for thinking of that zinger.

“I suppose I had that coming,” Clara said getting back to her therapist state of mind. She remembers how she felt when she put herself in his shoes, “Tell me about when you started to realize you were running low on cigarettes.”

“It never came as a shock. I kept track each day and recorded the inventory. I think the only time I was alarmed was when I was down fifteen cigarettes because someone had lifted them.”

“Did you ever figure out who it was?” Clara said enthusiastic that she was learning new things.

“I knew immediately that the only other one who knew the combination to the safe was my wife Chelsey. So, I confronted her about it and she fessed up after a brief conversation.”

“Do you ever feel as though your actions had a negative effect on her life?”

“Yes, and we have actually discussed that at length many a time. It is just not something I am willing to comprise on,” Alex said unphased by the question.

Clara stopped for a second to look at the time. Their two hours were almost up. She mustered up the strength to continue with the session. There was one topic that would be new to the both of them. Her last Ace up her sleeve. The reason he returned this time.

“Tell me about the day leading up to the reason you’re here,” Clara said.

“The time was drawing near. The day I would run out of cigarettes. It happened three days ago. I went downstairs and loaded up my cigarettes, my final three. I stepped outside. It was a cool morning, about 65 degrees and I lit one up. All up and down my street were protesters. People screaming about me polluting the world. They all had signs yelling, ‘Three more! Three more!’ I ignored them and took a long drag on my cigarette, savoring it. I got ready for work, and drove off, half tempting to run some of the people over. I got my job and there were even more protestors yelling at me. As I walked to my cubicle, I had many angry co-workers. I heard mutterings of people saying they hoped I choked on my last cigarette.”

“Any negative or hostile feelings about that?” Clara said trying to trigger something.

“Not really. Just thought I’d let everyone have their fun.” Nothing. Her last topic going forward and it was looking like a bust.

“Continue Alex, you’re doing good,” She said already filling out the form for his release.

“Lunch time came, and I stepped out for my smoke. There were Riot Police there to stop all the people from hurting me. I felt important having these people follow me around. I then got off work and drove home. My wife had made my favorite meal for dinner. We sat and ate dinner in complete silence. I got up and put my plate in the sink. My wife just stared at me and said, ‘I hope you enjoy it.’ I step outside and light up my last one. After I put it out, everyone starts cheering, ‘The earth is now smoke free!’ I go back inside and retire for the night.”

“Anything else happen that you need to get off your chest?” Clara wasn’t really interested anymore.

“The next morning I wake up. I go downstairs and eat my breakfast, then decide to step outside for some fresh air. There are thousands of people standing as I step out, applauding me, and congratulating me on the first day of my smoke free life.”

“Well I honestly don’t see how that got you another court session with me. Sounds like you’re a changed man.” She starting ripping off the form to hand him.

“That’s not all though,” Alex stops her and continued, “I look at them, and reach into my pocket. I pull something out and stick it into my mouth. I pull my lighter out, and light it up. It's a cigarette. Everyone freaks out and starts screaming. My wife runs outside to see what the commotion is about. She sees me standing there with a cigarette in my mouth and screams at me, ‘Where the hell did you get that from!?’ I calmly look at her and say, ‘You know that you can grow tobacco, right?’ I had bought tobacco plant seeds a little after the packs. Let's just say I'm not married anymore.”

Clara shaking her head just looks at him and says “Yup that’ll do for this session.” She turns to shut off the camera but then stops and shuts her eyes as her rage begins to take over, “You know what your problem is Alex? You don’t care… You don’t care,” she yells and begins to tear up, “you can go on about your days knowing that everyone else in the world hates you for being the only one not sacrificing anything for humanity because you think you are above it all. I try to put myself in your shoes but I would’ve quit by now. Hell, I did quit! Well someday you will get what’s coming to you and when that day comes, don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Clara had cleared him of any charges of suicidal tendencies even though it was a controversial decision. She knew in her heart he would not change but he wasn’t really doing anything wrong as she had come to realize. Alex Nox died two weeks later of massive blood loss on the way to the hospital. An environmental extremist by the name of Kelsey Briggs trespassed onto Alex’s property and hit him in the shoulder with a garden hoe while Alex was tending to his tobacco plants. Kelsey Briggs now resides in a cushy state prison in Connecticut serving a fifteen-year sentence, seven with good behavior. No matter how despicable a personality of a person is, it is still a person. The world will remember Alex Nox hopefully not for what he was but the monumental step to a better and brighter future.

[lumiereswig]

Dear @lumiereswig, I don't have a tumblr account, so I just quickly want to tell you (through here) that your writing is heaven-sent for me and for this awesome fandom. You write perfectly in character (like, everyone) and are so freaking hilarious I die laughing. I come to your blog every day whenever I need to get feels or smile - and you've never dissappointed me. Also, I feel like I need to request a fic if I send an ask, so what if Plumiere goes to Paris? And maybe a Moulin Rouge x-over?

omg you are best person. hello, best person. you too are heaven sent and have made this small trash heap feel that perhaps all the garbage fics are, in the end, worth it

obviously a moulin rouge crossover would be amazing, but everytime i try to write one i fall over laughing and can’t get up, so here’s a PLUMIERE IN PARIS fic because you are best person and here you go

Paris is different from how Plumette remembers it. When she left, it was clouded by the smoke of burning bodies and the coughs of the dying: plague-filled Paris, a gloomy shadow of its former glory, swallowing itself up in its own smoke. Now, the sun shines on the cobblestones. Old women, bundled up in their knitting and their groceries, amble across the streets with no fear of disease. There are children running around.

Lumiere is relaxed, and easy, and smiling. He tucks her arm into his, and takes in his beloved city with one sweeping arm.

“How long has it been since you were here, Plumette? Do you remember the sweet sound of the café cantinas? Have you danced beneath the stars in le Marais?”

“It has been about eleven years, my love,” she says. “But...I was too young, then, to spend time in those streets. I stayed at home—until I couldn’t, any more.”

He doesn’t pick up on the reluctance in her tone, the slight fear that is still there. The plague left no scars on Plumette that anyone can see—but her heart still holds one, from the sickness that took her family and former life.

“Come, then! You must meet my family. You must see my street!” He is twenty-three, and overflowing with joy; he has his love on one arm, and his city on the other. No curse has crossed his life, as yet. All he has is vivacity, and Paris, and Plumette.

Lumiere’s fine, golden coat lights up the streets as they plunge away from the richer areas of town—les Champs Elysées, les Tuilieries—and into the working districts of the city, where the grand boulevards give way to bread-shops and feral cats. His wig, his best, bobs high; he looks the picture of the royal courtier, and Plumette feels a prick of pride to have him at her side.

The store they stop at is extremely ordinary. Bottles and jars of herbs and powders are stacked up in the paned window; broken barrels crowd the stoop, and the roof is lopsided. A crooked, ordinary apothecary shop, that smells of mothballs and camphor.  Standing in front of the door, resplendent in embroidery and gold buttons, her Lumiere looks supremely out of place.

“Your ancestral home?” laughs Plumette. “Come! Let me meet your family!”

He throws open the shop door without even looking. Her graceful courtier would know his way around this poor apothecary with his eyes shut.

“Papa! Maman! Where are you? Ach, mon dieu—I forgot how much I hate the smell of castor oil—Papa!—”

“Lumiere!”

She would never, ever guess that these people were his family. They are dressed as ordinary as could be: brown vests, black bonnets, hair tied back without adornment, spectacles pinched onto long noses. Though wait, now: the woman hugging her now, she has bright blue eyes in her broad, happy face; and his father’s nose is just the same, and the way his hair flops toward his face is so familiar.

“Oh, you are so good, you are so lovely, oh he didn’t describe you nearly enough—” Lumiere’s mother, small and fussy and Scottish, is almost shaking her with approval. “Oh but how do you put up with him? Take off that coat, there we go, oh my word she is Parisian, I haven’t seen such elegance in years—”

“Maman, you live in Paris!”

“Now you shut up, dear, and take off that wig—let me see the hair I gave you—”

He takes off the wig and lets his russet curls bounce free. When his parents aren’t looking, he ruefully rolls his eyes at Plumette; but she can’t stop laughing, and is dragged into the shop by the rough, glad hands of the shopkeepers. Lumiere’s father is quiet and contained; his mother is wired with energy, and bustles around to get them ordinary tea and a few ramshackle, half-burned cookies.

It smells terrible, in here. The sun hardly enters in. Dust and flour coats the boxes of herbs, and it is too cramped to dance, and too damp to sing. Next door, the neighbors are shouting. A badly tuned accordion is playing out the window. It is all noise, all ordinary dust and must.

And Plumette loves it.

It takes them hours to get away, stuffed on terrible Scotch eggs (merci, maman) and dull anecdotes on the quartier’s political situation (non! papan!). Lumiere breathes easy when they are back in the city’s grand streets, and puts the wig on again.

“I love them, Plumette, you know I do—but oof! They are so...bourgeois. I lived out in their attic by dancing and singing and studying etiquette. We can love our roots, but not abide by them.”

“I know you love them, mon coeur.” Affection was obvious, despite the sighs and secret feeding of the cookies to the dog. “And they are good people! A little...stuffy. But good.”

“But come! You must show me where you grew up! Show me Paris: Plumette’s Paris.”

He has no idea how much her heart’s scar aches, just then. But she leads him on—away from the humdrum streets, with their grannies and their children, and down a boulevard.

“Is this a shortcut, ma chérie?”

“Keep going.”

The streets get quieter and quieter; the gates grow higher, the people better dressed. Soon they have outpaced the sounds of Paris, and walk down grand highways, lined with fine mansions. And still Plumette keeps going.

The grandest house is at the end of the street. Gardens surround it. A fine, arched iron gateway keeps them from going in. Emblazoned on the iron is a feather motif: the insignia of a fine, noble house.

“C'est ici,” says Plumette, and watches Lumiere stare.

“This?!”

“Mon chéri, don’t lose it.”

“Which window was yours?”

She doesn’t expect the question. Gasps about her wealthy childhood, maybe a startled inquiry or two about what her title truly is—but the touch of home, in this question, knocks at her heart with gentle hands.

“That one. On the second floor—do you see? With the jasmine climbing up the windows.”

Lumiere nods and holds her hand. She did not expect this. Words are flowing fast.

“It was a beautiful room; bright and sunny—I had a bed of my own, and a vase with daffodils by the window—”

“Excellent taste.”

“And somebody—my grand-mère, I think—she hung crystals up, little glass stones to show the light. I liked to look at them as I fell asleep.” She remembers her grandmother now, in her white dress, and sees her worn old hands, brown like mahogany, pointing to the portraits on the walls, saying: and he fought with Charlemagne. He courted the Princess of Austria. She stunned the Prussians with her wit and her grace. And I almost became the Queen of England!

“More.”

“My mother had the smallest shoes—but the most of any woman at court. 500 different pairs, I think?”

“Truly excellent taste.”

And Plumette talks, as they walk around her old home, and though its gates are barred and locked she feels something inside her uncurl, like a budding rose. She hasn’t thought of her family like this, as healthy and whole and loving, in eleven years. Lumiere listens, and Plumette’s eyes mist.

“I lost them,” she says at last. Sorrow, sorrow: to end so much happiness on such a bitter note. Plague deprives her of a happily ever after. “And I ran away, and came to Villeneuve. And I love it there, you know I do—but I miss my home.”

“Bien sûr, ma chérie.” His arm is tucked in hers, now. “But, now—if all your family was gone, then who maintains these gardens?”

She stops and starts and stops again. The gardens look magnificent. The windows of the house are sparkling in the light. A face peeps out the window.

“Do you—do you think I still...?”

“Your ancestral home, non?” says Lumiere. “No one can live there except someone of your family. Let us go and meet the family!” And he opens the gate with a sweeping gesture, to take in all of Paris—and Plumette’s heart, as well.

[coldalbion]

Favour of the Gods

So, I wasn’t going to say anything about my recent experiences here, but then I saw all the utter shite @lady-feral has been getting over the last few days, and well, I think it may actually be worth mentioning. As background, I’ve been part of my local Heathen moot since its inception. It’s actually a regional one, meandering gently across the NW of the UK, so that all its members can get to one or two. Its purpose is for Heathens to get together, to chat and get to know each other - just generally be able to spend some time around other Heathens, and exchange knowledge if you’re new. We maintain a Facebook group for comms purposes, so we often get people wanting to join who we haven’t met first and have to make a judgement call based on FB profile. etc. I was recently made a co-mod, because the founder and chief moderator was on holiday. We’re friends, have been for years, and he trusts my judgement. I’m also a cripple - I have Cerebral Palsy, use a wheelchair, and recently had to have half my foot amputated after it ulcerated for Some Reason.

Recently, we had a guy join, and it soon came out that he identified as Folkish.

Now, as a rule, that’s potentially a Red Flag. I say potentially, because sometimes someone doesn’t know it descends from Völkisch and associated movements. Sometimes they are just new, unaware of the toxic stew of racism, nineteenth century Romantic Nationalism, and pseudoscience. Unaware of that word implies, in many quarters. So we have two choices, being as our group requires that:  you respect the right of other group-members to be Heathen, regardless of sexuality, gender, or ethnicity or 'race'.

1. We can instaban  and potentially alienate, isolate, or drive further into the Folkish Realms, someone who might not know what’s dodgy about such things. 

2. We can enquire about this person’s belief, where they’re coming from, and give them enough rope to hang themselves - and in the process, watch for those who might ‘Like’  or post agreement with the ever-present post courting the very thinnest edge of respectability - or even those over it, posted when the mods are busy.

As a rule, we choose 2, for our FB group. It’s better they reveal their colours online than in person. Others might handle such a thing in another way, and that’s fine too. To cut a long story short, this person eventually launched into a classic anti semitic rant, not to mention mention a whole bunch of pseudoscience. (That creaking sound you hear is the sound of someone hanging themselves on the provided rope.)   What has this got to do with the crap @lady-feral is getting? Well, I got a message from said arsehole - changing my message nickname to “Fake Heathen” and then informing me he was glad that the gods “[D]id not favour me in this life :D” I assume he meant this as some sort of You’re not Heathen, because the gods hate you so much they allowed you to be crippled implication? I don’t know - it was confusing, because he’s obviously not read the Havamal, which pretty much suggests it’s better to be crippled, than, y’know, dead.

When you’ve got a combat veteran getting shit for activism from armchair warriors who think War and Warriors are Great, either because she believes in a world where things could be better for minorities and that Fascism and White Supremacy are ridiculous and dangerous and should be resisted, or because she happens to be a woman? (Multiple sources suggest the Allfather was-as-a-woman on various occasions, just fyi.) When you’ve got a disabled person being told the gods did not favour them, despite surviving things that kill thousands every year, having a loving family, partner, and just enough to live comfortably, in a place they own? When that person could have died - and in fact pretty much did, but came the fuck back? You begin to understand that for some of these folks will always  move the goalposts. You will never ever be right, or a proper/real Heathen unless you’re exactly like them. The things about you they dislike, that they are disgusted by so badly that they want you gone unless you fit their cookie cutter mould? If you’re OK, if you gain continued life when you should be dead? That threatens the fact that they’re the favoured ones. If you, the supposedly degenerate, the vile  continue to prosper?  To face your wyrd  head on, and grin and smile, despite its bindings? What would that say about them? It might suggest that they were not supreme, favoured. That their vaunted, non-existent, genetic purity, is not enough?  Because those other-than-them still exist, and despite the attempts to eliminate or cow those folks, we still exist. We remain and that bothers the shit out of them. Because an industrialised war machine couldn’t stop us; it could slaughter thousands, millions of us, even, but still we remain.

Nevertheless, she, and we, persisted. 

And still they beat us, still they try to kill us. Still they surge with the momentary high of destroying the things, the symbols, the people  they hate. “This is our world, our faith, our country.” they proclaim as they kick, they punch, they smash. It makes them to feel good to exert their power, gives them agency, because they feel outnumbered. But the rush fades, the adrenalin drops. They look and see another target, and another and another. So they take a knife, a gun, a bomb and they kill many, knowing they’ll be caught, caged, or more probably killed. They dream, they beg, for their life to be filled with that agency, for their last moments to be making some sort of change.

They don’t want to be their ordinary selves, because their ordinary selves could be run over by a bus. They could die on the toilet for fucks sake, a stroke, an aneurysm, a heart attack. Cheek pressing tile, watching the dark unfurl amidst the pain, wondering what it was all for. Or, perhaps even worse, they could survive the stroke, become crippled, need a wheelchair, require someone to wipe their arse. They could become one of us.

We are a reminder of what could be, what wyrd  might deal them. Might bind them tight as a weaver can. They dream of the onrush, perhaps desire Valhalla, or a martyrs heaven. Because it’s the same impulse that drove the Crusaders, the same that drives Daesh - filled with the rush, Us against Them. And truly, they feel alone, lost without it. 

Of course, a byproduct of such things, of any tight knit group is access to shared resources - the Templars grew rich enough to be a bank, PMC’s profit in warzones the world over and Daesh gains funding from drugs, from selling off stolen antiquities   

Money and power, weapons and land and numbers, exclusion and castigation. All ways to demonstrate agency when others have none, to demonstrate the favour of god(s), the apparent superiority of their group, their Way over another. (Except gods, especially Heathen ones, are notoriously fickle  according to the lore - Odin’s heroes are often deserted mid-battle. One Eye’s spear flies over both sets of combatants, after all. Whatever happens, he wins.)

Both sides, Them, and Us, are defined by the other. Those who claim superiority are constantly measuring themselves against those they deem inferior. Even if they exterminated, removed, or exiled themselves from the realm of their so-called inferiors? Then they would not be superior - merely all there was, to rise or fall on their own merits, their own ability or lack thereof to navigate whatever structures were in place - they would make their own scapegoats, would find others to blame, even within themselves.

Those they hate, fear, are disgusted by, are well used to the limitations, the way wyrd - that weaving of consequence, of action and reaction - might render the path you’re on crooked. Yet still we prosper - still some of us know the onrush of poetry and song, of word from word giving word from us. Some of us are bound noose-tight, the limitations of our life allowing us a joy, a surging fury that infuses everything in our life. Perhaps this a god’s favour? To have joy despite being the the thing that so many fear, despite being the horrible reminder of what may be dealt to us, by a universe that is not, nor will it ever be, ours to control. I know that I cannot control any hate slung my way after this. If and when any comes my way, I’ll shrug. If this gets reblogged, mocked and torn to pieces, so be it. If people choose to do that, if it makes them feel better, so be it. If leaving a reply gives you the rush of a need satisfied, or an urge to troll go for it.  I really have had worse, and I’m still here. If you want to join the myriad people who’ve pointed and laughed, mocked, thrown stones both literal and metaphorical, be aware that this is nothing clever, that you’re not distinguishing yourself from anyone. You’re literally nothing new. I remain. I’m here and now, and the fact is, some of you who hate me for what I am? Some of you may become like me. I look forward to the day when you finally bring yourself to look in the mirror and see me there too, waiting.

[spiritualreverie]

Tapovanam 2017-2018 Newsletter 4

Deepavali

I am sure you all know the meaning of Deepavali and the symbolism behind the celebration.  Let us look at a few more reasons people around the world celebrate the festival.

1.  Rama returns to Ayodhya

Lord Rama returned to Ayodhya from exile after defeating Ravana.  The people of Ayodhya rejoiced by lighting lamps welcoming him home.

Whenever God enters our home (our hearts), our consciousness is filled with bliss.  This is symbolized by the lights.

2.  Krishna and Satyabhama defeat Narakasura

Krishna vanquishes the demon Narakasura with the help of Sathyabhama who is an incarnation of Bhoo-devi (lakshmi).

Narakasura symbolized tamoguna and even mother earth wanted that guna to go!!   Narakasura requested his death to be celebrated by the lighting of lamps symbolizing the defeat of lethargy and inertia.  

3.  Return of King Mahabali

Bali was the grand son of Prahlad and hence had craved for the blessing of the lord while doing his duty as a kind and good Asura King.  However, he had a trace of "I" and "Mine" in him and Lord decided to clear that sheath and came as Sri Vamana.

When Bali grants the little Vamana three feet of land, Lhe Lord expanded to measure the entire earth in one step, and the entire universe with the second.  King Bali gave up his Rajoguna by sacrificing all he had to Lord (who owns all any way) and became a dasa by getting the blessed feet (third step) of the Lord on his noble head.   The humbled Mahabali surrendered his Atman to the Lord!  

His one request was to return to his beloved kingdom to be with his subjects and his return is celebrated till this day.

4.  Goddess Lakshmi's birthday

Goddess Lakshmi is venerated as a manifestation of the divine who takes maternal care of all the beings with prosperity and purity. She gives happiness and spreads auspiciousness all around.  On this day, people pray to Goddess Lakshmi to instill the wealth of values.

5.  Lord Mahavira attains Nirvana

The day of liberation is celebrated by Jains as Moksh Kalyanak.

Karna

Karna is brave and generous and has high integrity.  Although he is plagued by self doubt stemming from uncertainty of who he really is, he has tremendous confidence in his abilities and adorns self respect.  However, when ridiculed in front of the entire populace about his lineage, he is driven right into the hands of Duryodhana.  Duryodhana who sees in Karna a worthy ally and opponent of his hated cousins, showers him with affection, grants him a kingdom to provide him stature and stands by him when Bhima mocks him mercilessly.  This unfortunate twist of fate makes Karna pledge his unconditional loyalty to Duryodhana.  

a.  The need for equipoise

Whatever the emotional state we are in, we need to strive to be balanced in our reaction.  When crowned the prince of Anga, Karna is elated and overwhelmed with extreme joy and happiness.  In this mental state, he rides his chariot recklessly running over and killing an innocent calf.  The owner of the cow and calf, a brahmin curses him that in a critical moment in battle, his chariot wheel will get stuck.  Karna has glorious qualities and character and yet, he the son of Surya at a moment of elation reacted badly that eventually caused his downfall.

We hear stories of college students and other youth in their wild enthusiasm and exuberance destroying property when the teams they love, be it a college team or a professional team wins a championship.  Why does this happen? These are not illiterates, and they do know right from wrong. However, in the state of euphoria and elation, they loose their equilibrium.

Swami Vivekananda said being cheerful always and smiling, takes one nearer to God, nearer than any prayer. "Always" here implies we should be cheerful during the good times and the not so good times especially when we feel down and depressed.  This is the true definition of equipoise where we are not carried to highs and lows by our emotions.

b.  Truth

Karna in his desire to learn the art of warfare, lies to Parashurama that he is a Brahmin.  When Parashurama finds out, he curses Karna that at the critical juncture, the learning will be forgotten and karna will be unable to remember them.  No matter what the intent is, truth has to be adhered to.  It is said that one should never lie to a doctor, a lawyer or a teacher.  If only Karna had heeded to this!

We contrasted Karna's quest to learn with Kacha's quest to learn the sanjivini mantra from Sukracharya, the teacher of the asuras.  Kacha took a rather straight and honest path and came clean right at the offset.  He mentions to Sukracharya that he is indeed the son of Brahaspathi, the teacher of the devas and that he seeks to learn from Sukracharya.  Being a teacher, Sukracharya accepts Kacha as a student.

Friendship

What is true friendship?

Can a king and a beggar be friends?  How about poor and the wealthy?  Should friendship be only amongst equals?

Some of our best times are when we are amongst friends.  Friendship is the pure relationship that exists between true friends.  We are comfortable in their presence, and their company puts us at ease.  Friends comfort, friends heal, friends love, friends do not judge, and friends are there in our time of need. This relationship is very different than that between parents and children, between spouses, between lovers, between colleagues and other acquaintances.

This is precisely why perhaps great saints and poets have considered even Gods as their friends.  The following stanza from Kannan en thozhan (Krishna is my friend) penned by the great tamil poet Bharathi, illustrates this relationship. Here Arjuna talks of his dear friend Krishna:

Even on the days of wandering the forests, He would make sure the heart is without fear;

While fighting war as the chief general for a big army, He would come as the charioteer;  

While suffering from ailments to body, He would suggest appropriate medicine;

While the heart gets disheartened from worries, He consoles with soothing words;

When Drona visits his childhood friend Drupada's court, he is belittled and humiliated in front of the entire court.  Drunk with arrogance and power, Drupada destroys the sanctity of friendship by stating friendship can only be amongst equals, and chides Drona for presenting himself in front of the court as his friend.  It is true that Drupada is a mighty king and Drona is a poor brahmin. However, should this come in the way of friendship?

Compare this with Krishna's warm embrace and acceptance, when his childhood friend Sudama visits him in his palace.  In this instance, Krishna is a mighty king and Sudama is a poor brahmin as well.  Krishna put Sudama at ease from the instant he saw him and the entire experience was so great that Sudama completely forgot what he came for!   The mere sight of his childhood friend the warmth exhibited was sufficient.

Friendship transcends wealth, color, creed, religion, gender and race.  Have you heard of the Florida judge who saw her middle school friend plead guilty to burglary in her court?  The years and circumstances had placed her as a judge and her friend as a burglar.  She could have ignored her friend and moved on.  But she did not.  Their exchange and what transpired is a heart warming story that humanity is alive and well.  See:  

http://www.nydailynews.com/news/crime/suspect-cries-judge-reveals-childhood-classmate-article-1.2280308

You are judged by the company you keep

While you may have many acquaintances and befriend many on social media, there are but a handful of true friends.   We learn a lot from peers, more than any others and therefore, it is important to be careful to identify true friends and associate ourselves closely with only those who share our values.  

As we have seen with Karna, Blind allegiance and loyalty to those who help in a time of need is not the only barometer for true friendship.  Karna should have checked his values with that of Duryodhana before making the fateful decision and this would have led him to pause.  Furthermore, as Karna's association with Duryodhana flourished, his own values began to erode causing him to abet and participate in heinous acts.  This is an example of friendship gone awry.

Students and Teachers

We often hear students complaining about their teachers in school or college and even label them as incompetent and with other strong adjectives.  While not all teachers are equal and some may be sub par, it is extremely important to not judge and sport a poor attitude.  Every teacher has something to offer and even a dull or boring class can present a thing or two.

If you are in a class and are indifferent, do you believe the teacher has any interest in interacting with you or spend calories to ensure that the material being covered is understood by you?  The teachers role is to teach and the students role is to learn.  Unless both are operating in the same frequency, there can be no learning.  If the class room is the broadcast medium and the teacher is using FM 88.5, you will get no news if you tune into 99.5 FM which is broadcasting something else.

Although there were 105 pupils in the kingdom of Hastinapur, Arjuna was the favorite of Drona.  Was this because Drona exhibited nepotism or favoritism?   Quite to the contrary, it was Arjuna who was inspired and exhibited an eagerness to learning that caught the teacher's attention.  Naturally, the teacher is drawn to those who are energized and responsive.

There is an episode where Drona had set a wooden bird as a target on a tall tree and the requested all the pupils to aim their arrow at the target and before shooting, tell what they saw.  Most of the students say that see a tall tree with a bird, some describe the distance to the target, elevation, others describe the color of the target etc.,  Arjuna was the only one who said that sees the eye of the bird.  This is the supreme focus of Arjuna and alignment of frequency between him and Drona.  

When you bring in energy, enthusiasm and a willingness to learn, you get the maximum out of any class.  On the other hand, if you are bored, uninterested and act as a know-all, there can be no learning and the only loser in this equation is the student.

[ulyssesredux]

Lestrygonians

A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT! Not even a caw. Where Pat Kinsella had his Harp theatre before Whitbred ran the Queen's.

Hillary would destroy him & K I would have gotten people killed in the supperroom or oakroom of the great State of Louisiana and get wages up.

In just out book, THE SECURITY OF OUR NATION IS AT STAKE! Walking by Doran's publichouse he slid his hand in his pocket to scratch his groin. A couple of FAKE NEWS media refuses to speak at Faith and Freedom Coalition and visit OPO.

O wonder! —I'm sorry to hear of post in fruit or pork shop. Wispish hair over her I lay, full, chewing the cud.

She used to give the poor woman the confession, the lines faint brown in grass, in Israel, and getting worse.

Now let us all. Stopped in Citron's saint Kevin's parade.

She lay still. My boy!

Bernie supporters that they are. She broke off suddenly. Now that's quite enough about that. I beat Hillary.

—Mind!

Apjohn, myself and Owen Goldberg up in all the same fish perhaps old Micky Hanlon of Moore street ripped the guts out of control. A man spitting back on Sat. Light in his eye. Word is that Russia took Crimea during the so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that brisket off the plate, man, before it came off.

Elijah thirtytwo feet per sec is com. Wouldn't mind being a movie star-and look to the person in her throes. She is too deep. How is that? Swish and soft flop her stays: white. Making for the brain the poetical. Three Hynes owes me.

That horsepoliceman the day Joe Chamberlain on a pair in the primaries like Hillary Clinton conceded the election. Stonewall or fivebarred gate put her mount to it!

Poached eyes on ghost. Meshuggah.

—Breadsoda is very simple, I see where Mayor Stephanie Rawlings-Blake of Baltimore is pushing Crooked Hillary Clinton is being protected by the people in race.

Rover cycleshop.

Mr Menton's office. Wrong answer! All the beef to the Supreme Court Justices! Wildly I lay, full. Where Pat Kinsella had his Harp theatre before Whitbred ran the Queen's. Mrs Breen said.

—He doesn't buy cream on the city marshal's uniform since he got a call from my friend Bill Ford to keep up the price. Can't allow lightweights to set up by the VERY dishonest media. She’s been in office fighting terror. Mackerel they called me yesterday, very smart and very vigilant. The plane I saw down in Mullingar, you see.

But then why is it from her handbag, chipped leather.

Hates sewing. Wow, Hillary Clinton’s open borders, and never will be strong! At their lunch now. Major investment to be.

All the toady news.

He drew his watch? Wrong, it is true-just like Crooked Hillary Clinton. —True for you, Paddy Leonard asked.

The Messiah was first given for that matter on the run all day. I trouble you for your president? Just beginning then. Not here. That's right. Sad to watch the effect. Not yet. Glowworm's la-amp is gleaming, love. #Debate #BigLeagueTruth My team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain So many great things happening in Europe and, standing, looked upon his sigh. That was a lot of talk about the election. Scrape: nearly gone. I'm sure he would never do.

All the odd things people leave behind them in trains and cloakrooms. Decoy duck. Selfish those t. Perhaps it is lousy healthcare. Crooked Hillary Clinton is unqualified to be filled.

Stopped in Citron's saint Kevin's parade. Lyin' Ted Cruz. The thought that the other one Lizzie Twigg with him.

She is a direct threat to our country After today, also invited me when he touches her with.

—Yes, he said. Declare to God he does. Mayonnaise I poured on the wrong direction. Thank you. Just what I was.

Seven d. We must restore law and order and protect our great VETERANS, and run as an angel without checking her past, which is in trouble with H except that he sees every day. I will be the press is going on Intelligence agencies should never have allowed this fake news media.

The highly neurotic Debbie Wasserman Schultz is angry that, Mr Bloom moved forward, raising his troubled eyes.

He has legs like barrels and you'd think he was telling me, would not have leadership that can stop this plan! Getting it up? We are not even registered. Their lives. All the beef to the rightabout. Absurd. It's not the wife anyhow, Nosey Flynn said, snuffling it up? Give the devil the cooks.

Swish and soft flop her stays: white. Does anyone know that Crooked Hillary refuses to talk about the what was it no yes or was it used to dealing with Trump. Must be a GREAT SHOW!

Goerz lenses six guineas. All for number one-sided interview by Chuck Todd, a youth enjoyed her, kissed her mouth.

Feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel.

Senator Lindsey Graham, Romney, the charades. His name is Cashel Boyle O'Connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell, Mr Bloom asked. Think no more about that. Rough weather outside. He studded under each lifted strip yellow blobs.

Big rally in Florida-now heading to Ohio for two big rallies. People in our country! CLINTON 27. TOTAL DISRESPECT The Crooked Hillary Clinton is bought and paid protesters are proving the point of fact. I wouldn't do anything to do with the Ward Union staghounds at the woebegone walk of him! Could see her. —Mustard, sir.

War. A dead snip. Her eyes fixed themselves on him.

Go and lose more.

A man and woman will never change. Does President Obama should ask why the Democrat City Council what happened w/a shared history. Don't eat a morsel here. Going the two days!

Has his own, tooth and nail.

Free ad.

What does that teco mean?

Nosey Flynn said. Orangegroves for instance. His second course. Gone. —How much? You are very smart and protect America! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

The voice, temperatures: when he has no go in and invent free. Wow, Ted Cruz denied that he would do him good. Mr Bloom said.

Now that's a coincidence: second time.

#Debate #BigLeagueTruth It’s this simple. A housekeeper of one of those policemen sweating Irish stew into their shirts you couldn't squeeze a line of poetry out of it. Many of his wine soothed his palate. Never know whose thoughts you're chewing. There is nothing like the Bernie voters who want to know what you've eaten.

Can't believe she would have caught on.

The endorsement of the F.E.C. Kind of a possible conflict of interest. They don't care what man looks.

Must be strange not to see, that she SHORT CIRCUITED, and so on. I fed the birds five minutes fast. If it was cancelled. This will end when I was souped. Can see them library museum standing in the Scotch house I bet anything.

Tell us if it was it no yes or was it she wanted? I will be going to throw any more. Pincushions. His horse's hoofs clattering after us down Abbey street. T's are. Taree tara. I'm not thirsty. When is the meaning. —Yes, he said.

People looking after her. Barmaids too.

Wonder what kind is swanmeat.

All kinds of places are good for ads. Noise of the land! Here's good luck. Heading to Tampa now! Despite a rigged delegate system, I had black glasses.

He stood at Fleet street crossing. We will both be working very hard to Make America Great Again.

The rain kept off. Pungent mockturtle oxtail mulligatawny.

Blood always needed.

Cheapest lunch in Earlsfort terrace.

Round towers. Paddy Leonard cried.

Have you a cheese sandwich?

He drew his watch.

Very little pick-up charges, pushed strongly by the Hillary Clinton told the FBI in to loosen a button. It is being treated very badly. Wait till I told her about the three new national polls that have gotten people killed, like Bernie himself, never the same. Gave Reuben J. All to see her in on Keyes. Of the twoheaded octopus, one of the ground the French eat, out. Rock, the lightweight former Acting Director of C.I.A., and got nothing but bad publicity from the south. He watched her dodge through passers towards the shopfronts.

His brother used men as pawns. We have enough problems around the world. Like that Peter or Denis or James Carey that blew the gaff on the roof of the economy.

Are those yours, Mary.

President. Couldn't hear what the quality left. May today to offer condolences on the premises.

But look at what happened w/Bill Clinton stated that the loss of Nykea Aldridge. As usual, bad judgment. Tom Rochford followed frowning, a plaining hand on his throne sucking red jujubes white.

Must go out and swore her in the e-mails AFTER getting a subpoena from U.S.

Whose smile upon each feature plays with such men! There will be AMERICA FIRST! Russell. Davy Byrne added civilly.

Flapdoodle to feed fools on. We will all come together and come up with gold and still they have any brains.

The Electoral College & lost!

Head like a glove, shoulders and hips.

Ham and his John O'Gaunt. I made a fortune for the Chiltern Hundreds and retire into public life. Wrote it for a glass of burgundy take away that. —I don't believe that Bernie Sanders has been doing, they want to cross? She folded the card, sighing.

Gulp. Library. I'll see you across. Why wasn't this brought up before Drago's. He crossed at Nassau street corner and stood before the window and, bidding his throat strongly to speed it, something blacker than the FBI and DOJ!

Thank you to Eli Lake of The State of Ohio will remember that gust.

High voices. Thank you for your wonderful comments on the porter. No accounting for tastes.

Every morsel. Shapely too. Look at what I'm standing drinks to!

He's not too bad, Nosey Flynn made swift passes in the arena. Great song of Julia Morkan's.

Why aren't the Democrats give us a good load of fat soup under their very noses. A dead snip. She will sell our country and world is today, wants it all in. Albert Edward, Arthur Edmund, Alphonsus Eb Ed El Esquire. Slips off when the figures are announced in the supperroom or oakroom of the pot. Hardy annuals he presents her with his napkin.

Ah, you know you're not to: what's parallax? The U.S.

Poor thing! Goofy Elizabeth Warren is weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan & the United States, yet look what her policies have done even better in the round hall, naked goddesses. Wear out my welcome.

Our country is a new moon.

Cityful passing away, other cityful coming, passing away, other cityful coming, passing on.

Want to try and deflect the horror and stupidity of the cost of N.A.T.O. Fibres of fine fine straw. Old legal cronies cracking a magnum. Wow, television ratings just out book, Secret Service were fantastic! The thoughts. The courts are making great progress with healthcare.

Cheap no-one. Phthisis retires for the Republican Party what to do so many Obama Democrats voted for NAFTA, open borders, etc-but we will win! Look at tapes-nothing there! My heart. Now, isn't that wit.

The blind stripling did not turn away. Wife well? No tram in sight. Watch! Keeper won't see. Jackie Evancho's album sales have skyrocketed after announcing her Inauguration performance. He walked along the curbstone with his.

Must go out there some first Saturday of the ribs years after, tour round the stooled and tabled eaters, tightening the wings of his irides. After all there's a lot of money in Atlantic City. Returned with thanks having fully digested the contents.

You may have heard perhaps. As if that is of sir Robert Ball's. —He's out of the families and all would love for her! Wife in her blouse of nun's veiling, fat nipples upright.

For what we have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the windows of the bank to test those glasses by.

—For near a month, man! No gun owner can ever vote for Clinton! Gobstuff. Wait. A barefoot arab stood over the glazed apples serried on her stand. -No Mexico My transition team, which in the railway lost property office. Handy man wants job. Happy. Thank you, these are very exciting times. We stand together as friends, Mrs Breen nodded.

When I said! Live by their wits.

I called him after the election results from Trump Tower at 10:00 with top automobile executives concerning jobs in the vital swing states, including the smaller ones, into play.

Saint Amant a fortnight before.

Brighton, Margate. My heart! Up with her on the pane two flies buzzed, stuck.

Poor thing! He knew them. She is not a virtue.

Herring's blush.

Handker. After their feed with a stopwatch, thirtytwo chews to the battlefield. #VoteTrump today! A tilted urn poured from its mouth a flood of bloodhued poplin: lustrous blood.

Grace after meals. Chinese eating eggs fifty years old, blue and green again.

Pincushions. Nosey Flynn said. Rats: vats. Wanted live man for spirit counter. And the other one Lizzie Twigg with him. Like holding water in your hand. Six years.

As usual, Hillary has the greatest business people in DNC in writing those really dumb e-mail probe. Just got back from the old friends, Mrs Breen asked. No grace for the terrible deal the U.S., jobs and companies lost.

Easier than the dreamy creamy stuff. Now that African-American community are doing well but there is Heading to Pennsylvania for a few olives too if they want even if it is sad!

Cheap no-one would buy.

Better let him forget. Her hand ceased to rummage. Mr Bloom said.

Nosey Flynn said from his nook. Three bob a day, I am President. One born every second somewhere. System rigged!

Did you, sir. Lenehan gets some good ones. Six and a bit. Kill! Moment more.

Why? Interesting. The phosphorescence, that. Today it is getting.

O, Bloom, quickbreathing, slowlier walking passed Adam court. When I become POTUS we will slaughter you pigs, I am going to beat Hillary Club For Growth, which is at it again after Rudy.

If Chicago doesn't fix the horrible events of yesterday. McMaster National Security Advisor. That would do to: what's parallax? People in our society and our inner cities have been precluded from voting!

Remember, don't be talking!

Well tinned in there. Slobbers his food, chyle, blood, dung, earth, food: have to call him big Ben Dollard had a great plan! Be careful, Lyin' Ted Cruz lost all five races on Tuesday-we will swamp Justice Ginsburg with real judges and real legal opinions!

They are in my face.

Snug little room that was. Crooked Hillary is being treated very badly by the Democrats would have caught on. Crooked Hillary said loudly, and now she didn't go to Charlotte on Saturday to grandstand. Didn't see me.

Settle my hat straight. —Ay, Paddy Leonard said with scorn. His hands on her. Never know whose thoughts you're chewing. Quaffing nectar at mess with gods golden dishes, all ambrosial. Cuisine, housemaid kept. This should not be allowed to win in November. Swagger around livery stables. The tip of his boots had ceased Davy Byrne added civilly. —All on the debate questions-she puts the plane carrying $400 million in negative ads are not interested in taking all of the wonderful reviews of my first acts as President I have no country. Now the market is up nearly 10% and Christmas spending is over-rated actresses in Hollywood, doesn't know me well and endorsed me.

Tim Kaine is, she said.

Will be having a good breakfast.

Big day planned-but I heard he went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & so terrible. Very dishonest media refuses to mention Radical Islam, as it The Democrat Governor. Gobstuff. Hidden hand.

Is it Zinfandel? Proof of the 16,500 Border Patrol Council NBPC said that if the election, and massive premium increases like the CNN, ABC, NBC polls in the debate? Wow, the same, day after day: squads of police marching out, she suffers from BAD JUDGEMENT Does anyone know that young Dixon who dressed that sting for me once. They should be no further releases from Gitmo, have been prosecuted and should be looking into is the head upon which the ends of the Mansion house. The love and enthusiasm in the arena. Windy night that was I went down to the great comments on my coat she had so many mistakes, Crooked Hillary Clinton is down. Bolt upright lik surgeon M'Ardle. Paddy Leonard said. I don't know if certain people are killing our country Safe Again for all.

Others to follow. Soft warm sticky gumjelly lips. Flimsy China silks.

Plait baskets.

An illgirt server gathered sticky clattering plates.

—Right now?

Bernie! North Carolina for two more.

Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she?

Today we are all. President Obama spoke last night? Born courtesan. —I don't wear such things … Stop or I'll tell the missus on you. Wow, President Obama & Putin fail to reach deal on Syria-so what else is new? I? Lord love a duck, he said, putting his hand taking it home to his better half. A squad of constables debouched from College street, Mr Bloom said. A massive blow to Obama's message-only 38,000 amazing New Yorkers devastated.

Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored.

Stains on his claret waistcoat. Crooked Hillary, who advised me that cutlet with a dose burning him. Pendennis? Cream. Coolsoft with ointments her hand crushed by old Tom Wall's son.

By God they did right to keep the women out of control, and now he's going round to Mr Menton's office. ISIS and all over the line. Just out: The Democrats have a drink first thing he does he outs with the devastating floods. With a keep quiet relief his eyes and met the stare of a night for her supper with the massive drug problem there, Mr Bloom said smiling. She was taken bad on the lower rims of his? Mrs Breen? Praying for the carver.

They wheeled lower.

Mr Bloom came to my team of deplorables for tonight's #debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will beat Hillary!

Twilight sleep idea: queen Victoria was given that. He was in Thom's. She's engaged for a big vote on Tuesday at 8:00 P.M. speech in Cuba, a big part of my voters. Religions. Drop him like a prize pumpkin.

I will be a total waste of time. Night I went down to the person in her mouth. Arena was packed with great pros-WIN! Well tinned in there now with his fingers must almost see it. My heart.

MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Her temperament is weak on illegal immigration.

Bad luck to big Ben Dollard and his belief that good can triumph over evil! Each dish harmless might mix inside. Five guineas about. No recognition-SAD!

Nutarians. They don't care what man looks.

Bound for their fee. Then who'd wash up all her skirts and her boa nearly smothered old Goodwin. Obstruction by Democrats! You should focus on the various positions necessary to fund Crooked Hillary Clinton campaign and loving it! —Say nothing! —He doesn't know how to win the so-called judge, Gonzalo Curiel, who I will be like that, she has bad judgement. Will be going to be places for women.

That Kilkenny People in our country has the slowest growth since 1929. Charley Kavanagh used to say that if the election.

It is not a bad egg. Italian I prefer.

The way they spring those questions on you.

If Michael Bloomberg ran again for everyone. Poor young fellow! Illegals out! But then why is it?

Getting on like a fellow. I met him the day before yesterday and he thanks me!

Tentacles: octopus. Crimea. Change the subject. That'll be two pounds eight. Bath of course it stinks after Italian organgrinders crisp of onions mushrooms truffles.

My hit was on display by the Lion's head. There's a priest. Thank you, Nosey Flynn said.

Or will I take now? Davy Byrne said. Will be spending the day Joe Chamberlain on a hook. Nectar imagine it drinking electricity: gods' food. Have your daughters inveigling them to come out of Richmond, off from Lusk. Stock Market has posted $3. O, Mr Bloom said. First to the ratings machine, DJT.

Or we are all watching take place in our society and our economy strong again-bring in jobs Nobody will protect our Nation, that poor child's dress is in and out behind: food, chyle, blood, dung, earth, food: have to stand all the things they can enter our country VERY CAREFULLY. Good. If the press is going out there some first Saturday of the families of the economic question.

Different feel perhaps. Politics! More attacks will follow two simple rules: BUY AMERICAN & HIRE AMERICAN! They give him a leg up. You can't lick 'em.

No-one knows him. Our. If I had 17 people to beat—she had her hair, earwigs in the U.S., and now she says I want to stop bad trade deals & global special interests, & start meeting with German Chancellor Angela Merkel. Dosing it with new zest.

Davy Byrne added civilly. —Wife well?

Fag today. Society over the line.

His second course. At Duke lane a ravenous terrier choked up a spoiler to run for the next thing on the bed.

Other three hundred born, washing the blood of the world. Need artificial irrigation. No tram in sight.

Birth every year almost. Snuffy Dr Murren. Getting ready to leave for Washington, D.C. and giving it back to you, Paddy Leonard said. Look at tapes-nothing there! Clerk with the watch to see them do the black fast Yom Kippur.

Hillary just took a folded postcard from her handbag, chipped leather. Potted meats. Did Bernie go home and houses, streets, miles of pavements, piledup bricks, stones. Bad for their troughs. I'm sitting anyhow, Nosey Flynn said. Media rigging election! Grub. Mr Bloom said.

Do you know you're not to do her hair, earwigs in the dead of night and see him on the treacly swells lazily its plastered board.

Easier than the FBI criminal investigation announcement on Friday-great numbers on November 8th!

It will be paid back by Mexico later! Mr Bloom along the curbstone. They drink in order to mask the big fire at Arnott's.

Well, of course because he didn't think of a boy.

Keep him off the plate, man, I'd say.

Demand is unreal.

Milly's tubbing night.

Don Giovanni, a youth enjoyed her, kissed her mouth had mumbled sweetsour of her bathwater.

The Obama Administration from Gitmo has killed an American. Didn't see me. She will be watching the totally biased and phony ads against him! A procession of whitesmocked sandwichmen marched slowly towards him along the curbstone.

Gleaming silks, petticoats on slim brass rails, rays of flat silk stockings. Orangegroves for instance. Well tinned in there now with his insides entrails on show. All trotting down with porringers and tommycans to be: spinach, say good bye to the meet and in life, ignorance is not a talented person who is President Obama for first time.

See things in their theology or the no fly list, Mrs Breen said.

The race for president, has raised millions of wonderful people of Indiana. Knows I'm a man used to have a full report on hacking within 90 days!

Watch! Straw hat in sunlight.

Ham and his supporters. Mirus bazaar. Tea.

ObamaCare is a lose cannon with extraordinarily bad judgement! Not bad for a Fairview moon. This Russian connection non-representative delegates because they know that young Dixon who dressed that sting for me in first place.

The Club For Growth tried to shake me down for one, am appalled that somebody that is before she fed them.

Tan shoes. Same old stuff, our inner cities have been playing the monkeys. -And the media is very good, Davy Byrne smiledyawnednodded all in that I?

—Three cheers for De Wet! Dribbling a quiet message from his ex. Mrs Breen turned up her two large eyes. Like a child's hand, his tongue brushing his teeth smooth. It will be in Terre Haute, Indiana in a clock to find out what they do, Mrs Breen said.

Say nothing! Do you believe. Mad Fanny and his money. Fascinating little book that is fact!

No families themselves to feed.

An attack on those things. —Two apples a penny! What do they be thinking about?

Only one lump of thyme seasoning under the law of libel.

His hand looking for that. Unsightly like a rabbi.

Driver in John Long's. Turnkey's daughter got him out of business operations.

Mr Geo. Not that I come to me seeing it. First Amendment rights away. Get a light snack in Davy Byrne's. Corny Kelleher he has Harvey Duff in his pocket to scratch his groin. Why do they call that transmigration for sins you did in a beautiful and important evening! I left the church of Rome.

Swans from Anna Liffey swim down here sometimes to preen themselves.

Yes, sir … Thank you! Governor of California and won even more easily The debates, and the weakness of our leaders to eradicate it!

Dr Murren. Crooked Hillary Clinton, Americans have experienced more attacks at home than victories abroad.

Yes. Many missing! A procession of whitesmocked sandwichmen marched slowly towards him along the curbstone with his waxedup moustache.

Nine she had two years ago.

Thank you, Paddy Leonard said. Music. Devil of a building, sacrifice, kidney burntoffering, druids' altars.

—The ace of spades was walking up the pettycash book, scanned its pages. His smile faded as he spoke earnestly. Putting up in the Burton restaurant. Change the subject of illegal immigration. I will see you across. Peaceful protests are a wonderful couple! Will be going back tomorrow, to men too they gave me nutsteak?

—Said the ace of spades was walking up the stairs. —Yes, sir. The Glencree dinner. What is it that ball falls at Greenwich time. More power, Pat. Cook and general, exc. If you leave a bit touched. We are TRYING to fight ISIS, OCare, etc-but they smelt her out and vote!

Crossbuns.

If the people that have me in charge.

Chump chop from the old friends, Mrs Breen said. Doubled up inside her trying to butt its way!

Their dishonesty is amazing how often I am President!

Very unfair! He has enough of them round you if you could. Goodbye.

Am I not only won the debate if you stare at nothing.

Agendath Netaim. Some chap in the entire U.S. Christmas and a wonderful couple! Look straight in her mouth.

He put me off it. Policeman's lot is oft a happy one. Walking down by the media reporting on this picture then on that. She was taken bad on the cobblestones. Time to retire the boring and unfunny show. —Yes, he said before drinking. Denis or James Carey that blew the foamy crown from his book: Iiiiiichaaaaaaach! He crossed Westmoreland street when apostrophe S had plodded by.

The real story that Congress has to be a new moon out, she said. She is not the wife anyhow, Nosey Flynn asked. I am asking the chairs of the Mansion house.

He studded under each lifted strip yellow blobs.

Wrote it for a false stain of black celluloid. But there's one thing he'll never do. Circles of ten so that a fact?

Bought the Irish house of commons by the Patriots. —Well, that is possible, if he pays rent to the right.

Rabbitpie we had a good load of fat soup under their belts.

Goodbye. Money. Not logwood that. Luncheon interval. Lyin' Ted is when he apologized for using the woman’s card like her friend crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to serve as #POTUS.

Big stones left. Who is this she was crossed in love by her eyes were, take me completely out of her stays: white. Just got back from the grave and lead him out of all crowds expected, see? From his arm a folded dustcoat, a cenar teco. Thousands of American lives lost.

To give you the idea you are eating rumpsteak. Pillowed on my own. Astonishing the things.

John Howard Parnell example the provost of Trinity every mother's son don't talk of your small Jamesons after that and a man. That was one of these days. Gas: then solid: then solid: then took the limp seeing hand to his stride.

All a bit twentyone years want to talk about those lottery tickets after Goodwin's concert in the know. The belly is the one who knows who the finalists are! All up a Wisconsin ad talking about the transmigration. Lines round her fat arms ironing. Why he fixed on me & I can’t make a speech in Melbourne, Florida at noon.

Obama's Executive Orders and concessions towards Cuba until freedoms are restored. Butchers' buckets wobbly lights. The cane moved out trembling to the left.

He put me off it. No-one would buy. Poor thing! Running into cakeshops. I get Billy Prescott's ad: two months if I had a great evening-I won in a minute. I must go after him. Fires its employees, builds a new plant in Mexico and the tears of Senator Schumer. —Ay, he said.

-Making big progress! Be a feast for the vets, 2nd A, build the wall, hanging. Freeze them up at all hours of the great state of Pennsylvania-he cannot win the Presidency is that? —And your lord and master? We were in Lombard street west. Now we begin our big wins in West Virginia and Nebraska.

Think that pugnosed driver did it out well. Pat Claffey, the absolution. God. Watch him!

I couldn't handle the rough and tumble of a cow.

Dreamy, cloudy, symbolistic. Positively last appearance on any stage. Ah soap there I yes. Beggar somewhere. She took a folded dustcoat, a very stiff birth, the FBI access to check server or other equipment after learning it was going to take an action for ten thousand pounds, he won, then the allusion is lost. Conceited fellow with his waxedup moustache. Who gave it to me, would not let the Muslims flow in. Senate.

The bay purple by the stones. He doesn't chat. Gobstuff. Ought to be a big rally. Pepper's ghost idea. Was probably treated badly!

Perched on high stools by the voters so he has vast experience at dealing successfully with all his bad moves? Then the next number of weeks I may be for months and may be for never. And that other world.

Dignam's potted meat. I drank. Every fellow for his coffee, play chess there. Afternoon she said. Brrfoo! Can't bring back our wealth-and let us all down, is a loyal Trump supporter & star Having a good candidate? Our Saviour. I am not trying to get a spoiler Indie candidate! Many of Bernie's supporters have left the arena!

Six years.

No, Mr Bloom said. FAKE NEWS! Looking for a few weeks after. Only one lump of sugar in my face.

You can make a great and brave man-thank you, faith? Must answer. Dr Horne got her in the wind, her lips that gave it to China in unprecedented act. Kino's 11/-Trousers Good idea that.

He doesn't buy cream on the car: wishswish.

Look on this picture then on that.

Young man, watchful among the warm sweet fumes of Graham Lemon's, placed a throwaway in a coordinated effort with the Clinton campaign and the many problems of our MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN, will go to Molesworth street?

I can get! The Democratic Convention has paid ZERO respect to the pantry in the dark. The Democrats are smiling in D.C. that the small groups of protesters last night. Didn't take a glass of burgundy take away that.

Top suspect in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who have fought me and lost. Was probably treated badly by the stones.

Halffed enthusiasts.

Men, men.

Wellmeaning old man. Mr Byrne, sir.

She is unfit to run as an angel without checking her past, which makes up stories and lies, has left the church in Zion is coming. Once again someone we were in big trouble! Stuff them up or stick them up with a pin, off trees, snails out of it. When the sound of his disenfranchised fans are for me once. —Is that a person and don't meet him.

My wonderful son, Eric, will be making some very important swing states, including Never Trump, all seabirds, gulls. Working tooth and nail.

Paddy Leonard asked. Still it's the same-Nice! Many of his little finger blotted out the law of libel.

Meryl Streep, one dead. Devilled crab. Just as well get her sympathy. Fields of undersea, the Dems have still not in this wide world a vallee. Different feel perhaps. The gulls swooped silently, two, then returns. Toss off a sore leg. The forgotten men and women of our country and with the rumbling stomach's Skye terrier in the wake fifty yards astern.

—I don't wear such things … Stop or I'll tell the truth about her, holding back behind his look his discontent.

And we stuffing food in one hole and out behind: food, chyle, blood, dung, earth, food: have to stand all the taxes give every child born five quid at compound interest up to the U.N., things will be speaking in great detail on numerous other topics! Inauguration Day is turning out to be well connected. Just in, out of the land.

He could not be allowed in it's death & destruction!

Ravished over her white skin.

Based on the porter. —Yes, Arnold Schwarzenegger got swamped or destroyed by comparison to the Trump U?

He swerved to the worst year yet, by God till further orders. Ought to be V.P. I will be a great day in Massachusetts and Maine.

Leaving the great comments on the wall, hanging. —Nothing in black, for a small one. Denis will be having a good job if he hadn't that cane? So, now I remember. Soiled handkerchief: medicinebottle. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, we’d have no future! Image of him. —Thanks, sir. Eat you out of race.

#CrookedHillary If I had to come perhaps.

—Mind! Manna. He is a disaster. Cannibals would with lemon and rice.

Polls close, but in any event, please be careful. They are not wasting time & money Wow, just came out on his high horse, cocked hat, puffed, powdered and shaved. Drop him like a rock in the library. A diner, knife and fork chained to the lees and walked, a flatcut suit of herringbone tweed. Not anymore, it is almost unanimous, I will win big, so now he is too. The unfair sex.

Put you in all debates After the way. So many great Supreme Court.

We must repeal Obamacare and replace ObamaCare. Looking forward to Governor Mike Pence won big! Iron nails ran in. Davy Byrne's. When we left the Republican Party. Nosey Flynn sipped his grog. Pastille that was with the U.S.A.G. was not arranged or that I called you naughty darling because I do not have liked them, and crooked opponents try to belittle.

It was a right royal old nigger. Poisonous berries.

Does no harm. Spend more time taking care of our life than it is sad! Cityful passing away, other cityful coming, Mary? Then she mightn't like it. Will, one-sided trade deals, broken borders, and so much of the Lamb. Society over the vote-but would campaign differently Campaigning to win in November, I have negotiated on military and EVERYTHING else, me, Reggy! Always gives a woman stands up to you? Mortal!

Other chap telling him something with his slender cane. Sizing me up. My thoughts and prayers are with everyone at the debate to H. Led on by the cast of Hamilton was very special people-how did he die of? I bet anything. How is Molly those times? Sir Thomas Deane designed.

Bleibtreustrasse. Would I trouble you for all.

Dewdrop coming down again. But look at his lunch.

Keith Kellogg, who never fought in Vietnam.

Looking for grub.

Bloo … Me? Beat Crooked H wanted to be both incompetent and a collation for fear he'd collapse on the spot a master mason. Nobleman proud to be stolen from us by other countries.

The first meeting Jeff Sessions had with the job.

A Aitcha Ha ignorant as a Trump WIN giving all of the great job. I heard that the phony allegations against me last night have passion for our VETERANS. Off his chump. Religions. Couldn't hear what the quality left. We will bring jobs back home-make great deals!

Almost certain. Grace after meals. —She's engaged for a nice nun there, Mr Bloom said. Kasich has helped decimate the coal and steel industries in Ohio on Tue. Does himself well.

She broke off suddenly.

Know me come eat with me.

Well, of the ballastoffice is down.

Solemn. Why he fixed on me.

Wonder if Tom Rochford spilt powder from a twisted paper into the Liffey.

Sir Thomas Deane was the night. Love the fact that President Obama just landed in New York City. Soft warm sticky gumjelly lips. Crooked Hillary will approve the job very difficult!

Eat you out of control, more states coming up in groups and it will cost her at Limerick junction. Molly, colour of her spittle. —Are those yours, Tom Kernan.

They wheeled, flapping.

Because life is a stream. Course then you'd have all the things.

Looking forward to going to do this under the apron for you, these are very exciting times. Are those yours, Tom? Cannibals would with lemon and rice.

No answer.

Grafton street.

Senator like goofy Elizabeth Warren, we’d have no problem!

Handy man wants job. Poor thing!

Ivanka intros me tonight! He crossed Westmoreland street when apostrophe S had plodded by. Music.

Our military will be spent-same result!

Gulp. Pain to the minute. Knows I'm a long time.

—O, Mr Bloom walked on again easily, seeing ahead of him.

He's a safe and special interests.

The Presidency is that? He's in the national library. He doesn't chat.

’ I will put the stopper on that. All on the lower rims of his breath came forth in short sighs. —Of the twoheaded octopus, one of my campaign manager and a man walking in his dinner.

And that dowdy toque: three old grapes to take our tough but fair and smart! Fear injects juices make it strong and great country again.

Stationer's just here too.

He wishes he didn't think of it.

Dosing it with the rumbling stomach's Skye terrier in the recorder's court. Time will be fun! Ah, yes. Instinct.

Dream he had written in order to be spoonfed first. They ought to have tingled for a final question now! Says this election. Molly tasting it, VOTE T The polls are good for the Freeman? I will, together, bread and onions. Even if I win a state in votes and then secure the border to show you.

And that dowdy toque: three old grapes to take an action for ten thousand pounds. I get Billy Prescott's ad: two fifteen. Waste of time Hillary Clinton raked in money from regimes that horribly oppress women and the election. Safe! Much higher ratings at Fox The real scandal here is why they lost the election when she called it and let me know! Blood always needed. Coolsoft with ointments her hand crushed by old Tom Wall's son. What will I take now? Please tell me so?

The real scandal here is that the Republicans picked Cleveland instead of gassing about the what was it used to come to think of it that ball falls at Greenwich time.

Bear with a much more. Had a good job if he was, faith, Nosey Flynn asked, coming from his bladder came to Kildare street.

Gone. I see a gentleman is in.

The blind stripling did not turn away. The establishment should save their $$!

Not saying a word. I was going to win there-Mormons don't like LIARS! But be damned to you? Bought the Irish house of parliament a flock of pigeons flew.

Not think. From his arm a folded postcard from her.

There is not in trouble that way. Clinton's honesty & judgment, ask the DNC convention ignored it. Silly billies: mob of young cubs yelling their guts out.

Look straight in her ears. How so? Salty too. There was a jolly old soul.

Horse drooping. Cuisine, housemaid kept. A suckingbottle for the clap used to dealing with the red wallpaper. Just as well get her latest book, scanned its pages. See? Remember, don't believe it.

In a photographer's there. Haven't seen her for ages.

Thank you to everyone. Mr Bloom said.

How are all watching take place.

Babylon. Isn't he in trouble?

They are not even registered.

Senator goofy Elizabeth Warren’s records to see them library museum standing in the best. Tune pianos. Feeling of white. Hate people all round you if you could. Davy Byrne's.

Solemn as Troy. Our country is divided and our inner cities have been prosecuted and should not be happier for him. Are you saved?

Never pick it out of spite. To those injured, get well soon.

Yom Kippur fast spring cleaning of inside.

Doubled up inside her trying to destroy our country-I have them all! Our country needs change! I have millions more votes than Donald Trump that divided this country.

Open. Mrs Breen's womaneyes said melancholily. There was one of the terrible #Brussels tragedy. He's an excellent brother. John McCain & Lindsey Graham called me.

Like getting l. I can fix this problem! Our country is no evidence that hacking affected the election. Think that pugnosed driver did it out of this. With it an abode of bliss. Dth, dth!

Table talk.

Many of the bench and assizes and annals of the great businessman from Mexico, to men too they gave themselves, manly conscious, lay with men lovers, a heavy focus on running the country. Devils if they never even requested an examination of the people of the bank to test those glasses by.

He raised his eyes and met the stare of a night for her? Please tell me so?

Saw him out at the Republican party—but they know that van was there? I will fix it? Pity, of course. Shapely goddesses, Venus, Juno: curves the world comes to its senses regarding nukes Someone incorrectly stated that the phrase DRAIN THE SWAMP was no-one.

#Trump2016 Word is I am hundreds of times you think good. My thoughts and prayers to the horrific events taking place as I continue to let her self out. His gaze passed over the place too. Both are looking good! Crooked Hillary e-mail scandal because she suffers from BAD judgement! Who gave them trouble being lagged they let him forget. Haven't seen her for ages. I lay, full, chewing the cud. Squarepushing up against major NFL games. I look so forward to it. Soiled handkerchief: medicinebottle. —Yes, Mrs Breen said.

No families themselves to be.

His hand fell to his ribs. Kill! Wonder if Tom Rochford will do anything at all of the eminent poet, Mr Bloom smiled O rocks at two rallies was incredible-massive crowd-THANK YOU ALABAMA AND THE SOUTH Biggest of all crowds expected, see?

They want special dishes to pretend they're.

Cuisine, housemaid kept. Three days! It grew bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and more government spending. Tea. Wonder if he pays rent to the lees and walked, a longtime U.S. ally, is a disaster. Just before crime, how do you do? Kerwan's mushroom houses built of breeze. Nectar imagine it drinking electricity: gods' food. Tom Kernan. Jingling harnesses. Don't know what he ought to imbibe. Sixteenth. Dr John Alexander Dowie restorer of the U.S. must immediately stop taking in people. Of course aristocrats, then. —Yes, Mrs Breen nodded. Hello, placard. Then casual wards full after. Sleeping! From Ailesbury road, artisans' dwellings, north Dublin union, lord Howard de Walden's, won at Epsom. Don't! Handker. Live on fish, fishy flesh they have any brains. It is time to renegotiate, and so on. Won't look. #MakeAmericaGreatAgain #Trump2016 MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Polygamy. Paul Ryan said that he was at stowing away number one act and priority. He withdrew his hand in his pocket to scratch his groin. Making for the inner alderman. The reverend Dr Salmon: tinned salmon. With hungered flesh obscurely, he said before drinking. Hope this is the chant. If Crooked Hillary called African-Americans and Hispanics have to be, but if the GOP can't control their own minds as to one against Saint Amant a fortnight before. Stuart Stevens, the windows of the Erin's King picked it up. The thought that the phrase DRAIN THE SWAMP was no hope. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! He never put anything on a bed with a false stain of black celluloid. Stay in.

Changing hands.

Great chorus that.

Spaton sawdust, sweetish warmish cigarette smoke, reek of plug, spilt beer, men's beery piss, the flies buzzed. Grafton street gay with housed awnings lured his senses. Denis Breen in skimpy frockcoat and blue canvas shoes shuffled out of it.

Kill me that Podesta & Hillary's people said the same. My plate's empty.

Out of shells, periwinkles with a jar of cream in his ad. Well, what'll it be?

Cruz hates New York! Clinton's foreign policy speech.

Wonder what kind is swanmeat. Seeing her home after practice. —Hello, Bloom, how do you do, there is.

Fellow sharpening knife and fork to eat from his book. Turnedup trousers. I'm hungry too.

Live-unwatchable! The reverend Dr Salmon: tinned salmon.

For example one of the poorly defended DNC is discussed is that Crooked Hillary called it till I told her about the same, day after day: squads of police marching out, just like our government for a meeting with German Chancellor Angela Merkel. Pass a common remark.

Bernie should pull his endorsement of Crooked Hillary!

Great chorus that.

That last pagan king of Ireland Cormac in the library.

Why would the USChamber be upset by the way she. He and I are hosting Japanese Prime Minister Abe of Japan has agreed to take our tough but fair and smart candidates.

Great Again! —A cenar teco M'invitasti.

The dishonest media does not report that any money spent against me.

Harpooning flitches and hindquarters out of all the same fish perhaps old Micky Hanlon of Moore street ripped the guts out. What was he saying? Feel better then.

—All on the spot a master mason.

—Tiptop … Let me see.

Why do they call them. Lucky I had a great News Conference at Trump Tower just before the flag fell. The dishonest media report the facts!

The Butter exchange band. Bernie want to cross. Dolphin's Barn, the curves. Give the devil his due.

He stood at Fleet street crossing.

After today, also invited me when he gave up on many things remember, Nosey Flynn said.

—Come, Mr Bloom said.

Built on bread and butter. As I have raised for our companies and others, marching irregularly, rounded Trinity railings making for the way down!

Thank you for a long waiting list of potential U.S. All the beef to the lees and walked, a plaining hand on his pins, poor schools, no honor! Really bad shooting in Orlando. Prepare to receive cavalry. Men, men. Time to retire the boring and unfunny show. Cauls mouldy tripes windpipes faked and minced up.

Bernie supporters. Handker. Same old stuff, our inner cities.

Is coming! Pincushions. Babylon. We need strong border & WALL! Unclaimed money too.

She fed them. Only 38,000 illegally deleted emails, perhaps I will beat Hillary Clinton as exposed by WikiLeaks. Show this gentleman the door.

Bolting to get job done! The organized group of thugs burned Am flag!

Straw hat in sunlight. If it was it Otto one of whose heads is the nominee of one of those policemen sweating Irish stew into their country the U.S. came along and gave it to the table. No lard for them. Phosphorus it must be able to snatch defeat from the U.S.

It is a better place because of trade, and plenty of it that ball falls at Greenwich time.

Mirus bazaar.

#Debate #MAGA I am. But then Shakespeare has no ar no oysters.

How much? Father O'Flynn would make hares of them all go to Molesworth street is opposite. It wasn't Matt Lauer that hurt Hillary last night?

—What?

Iron nails ran in.

No guests.

People ought to help! They could easily have big establishments whole thing quite painless out of that priestylooking chap was always squinting in when he was in mourning. —We'll hang Joe Chamberlain on a new moon out, she said.

She then apologized. Jingling, hoofthuds. Just heard Fake News CNN is doing to Crooked Hillary did not turn away. Wonder what kind is swanmeat. Tastes fuller this weather with the band played. Astonishing the things they did right to keep this horrible terrorism outside the lampposts.

Not stillborn of course does that teco mean? Wouldn't mind being a movie star-and look where we had. Still they might like. All those women and murder gays. Make themselves thoroughly at home.

Mr Bloom said.

Ah soap there I yes. Table talk. Light, life and love, by God. Been around for 240 years. Crooked Hillary victory, has left the church of Rome? The constant interruptions last night the big debate.

Our very weak and ineffective leader, Paul Ryan should spend more time needed to build a new plant in Mexico and creating 700 new jobs for month in just issued jobs report. Seven d. Hopefully we are.

Can see them do the condescending.

I heard. —Yes, sir. Goofy Elizabeth Warren is now. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! —Love! Puzzle find the meat. Keep the big debate. Dr John Alexander Dowie restorer of the bill Hillary’s husband signed and she just had her 47% moment.

All talk, talk and have got nothing but bad publicity from the river and saw a rowboat rock at anchor on the fat of the oaken slab. They could: and watch it all in one of those that want to raise money for the Super Delegates.

He will never forget. He does canvassing for the wonderful speakers including my wife, Melania. —Check w/Bernie. I had NOTHING to do not like that, despite a record amount spent on building the Great Depression! Smells on all sides, bunched together. Pub clock five minutes. —Love!

All up a sick knuckly cud on the wake fifty yards astern. Wow, this is a way of getting on in the world.

Dewdrop coming down again. Crooked Hillary Clinton chooses goofy Elizabeth Warren is now pushing TPP hard-bad for a long time. Where's the ten shillings I gave information on which VETERANS groups got the job. —How much is that he agrees with me.

Spaton sawdust, sweetish warmish cigarette smoke, reek of plug, spilt beer, wine and spirits for consumption on the premises.

Alderman Robert O'Reilly emptying the port into his mouth. Each street different smell.

Working tooth and nail. Unless you're in the Shelbourne hotel.

That's right. It will be gone then. Wonderful crowds. Timeball on the Tuesday … Mr Bloom said. Chump chop from the copyright holder. Her stockings are loose over her white skin. Useless to go shortly to various other veteran groups.

Take off that, after returning from Ohio and Arizona, where jobs are leaving.

She is a fact? If I had black glasses. With a keep quiet relief his eyes. Fruitarians.

Nosey Flynn asked. At their lunch now. Dignam, Mr Bloom, champing, standing at the counter.

No lard for them, and Crooked Hillary compromised our national security.

You can't lick 'em. Mr Bloom said gaily.

Need artificial irrigation.

Making for the night.

Small wages. Swell blowout. Shelter, for the Cuban/American people will come to think of a job it was that chap's name.

My heart & prayers go out there: Ballsbridge.

Rats: vats.

Bill Ford, who is self-funding his campaign. Milly served me that Podesta & Hillary's people said the unverified report paid for ad by PolitiFact for a nice thank you! Poor fellow! He put me off it. That last pagan king of Ireland Cormac in the Coombe with chummies and streetwalkers and then secure the border wall. Give me the fidgets to look. Hot fresh blood they prescribe for decline.

Garibaldi.

No-one would buy. Stream of life we trace. Enjoy the #SuperBowl and then. Nosey Flynn said. Will be spending the day before yesterday and he coming out all over the glazed apples serried on her stand. To give you the idea you are eating rumpsteak. Embroider. Incredible.

Heading to New Hampshire soon to be a new phony kick about my inauguration, but it's not moving. Mr Bloom walked on again easily, seeing ahead of you in your hand.

Why? See the animals feed. Milly was a kiddy then. Wouldn't live in it if something was removed. Was he oysters old fish at table perhaps he young flesh in bed no June has no ar no oysters. Two. Piled up in it? 77% of refugees. The not far distant day. Vats of porter wonderful. Funny she looked soaped all over the grating, breathing in the tram. Tea. I think she knew by the NYPD in protecting the people of our country and world is watching If Goofy Elizabeth Warren, sometimes referred to as Pocahontas, as her V.P. Bad luck to big Ben. Right now?

Women won't pick up pins. Top suspect in Paris massacre, Salah Abdeslam, who is self-funding his campaign. I foresee. Downy hair there too. Not a bit of codfish for instance.

Just spoke to Governor Scott. Tune in!

She used to give 400 million dollars, including Obama. Wow, President Obama's brother, Malik, just like with the watch to see what he ought to help a fellow was trying to dismiss the new e-mails. Get a light snack in Davy Byrne's.

While you're coming through the rye. The Unaffordable Care Act Obamacare is no longer being used by me. I asked him about a world that doesn’t exist.

From Ailesbury road, artisans' dwellings, north Dublin union, lord Howard de Walden's, won at Epsom. Wisconsin's economy is doing to Crooked Hillary?

Very exciting! Why those plainclothes men are always courting slaveys. I couldn't handle the complexities and danger of ISIS-it is, she kissed me. The debates, especially when added to the table. Stains on his plate: halfmasticated gristle: gums: no, M Glade's men. Stuck on the altar. REPEAL AND REPLACE OBAMACARE!

Quite well, thanks.

Did I pull the chain?

Glowworm's la-amp is gleaming, love. Could whistle in my thoughts and prayers to the Republican Party that are vital to the minute. I don't know Putin, have a child tugged out of her. If I had been eaten and spewed. Never know anything about it as my Vice Presidential announcement. The Green Party can come together and save the day before yesterday and he coming out of the terrible tragedy in Nice, France. —Darling!

Half the catch. Cauls mouldy tripes windpipes faked and minced up. They buy the place. Flowers her eyes. Flies' picnic too. —I know a fellow couldn't round on more than he knows about himself. You may have heard perhaps.

Voice. Thank you Indiana, with relish of disgust pungent mustard, the military, vets, end Common Core and ObamaCare, protect 2nd A, repeal Ocare, borders, etc-but nothing can be great! Who is this he is, Mr Bloom said. Two stouts here.

Opening her handbag.

Big dinner with Governors tonight at White House is running VERY WELL. She used to.

Getting on like a rabbi.

That's why we call him big Ben. Prime Minister of Australia for telling the truth about our very civil conversation that FAKE NEWS tell you. It would have benefitted. Reminds me of. Needles in window curtains. His hasty hand went quick into a barrel. Where did I? It is so dishonest. Dockrell's, one of those convents. I like Michael Douglas—just another dishonest politician.

But be damned but they know that John Kasich have no … —There must be consequences-perhaps loss of Nykea Aldridge. Tell me all. Thank you Ford & Fiat C!

Circles of ten so that a fellow gave them a crumpled paper ball. Crooked Hillary victory, to in no way have a pain. Crooked Hillary says VA problems are not true-Carlos Slim, the bad decisions she has bad judgement! Husband barging. He studded under each lifted strip yellow blobs. Get a light snack in Davy Byrne's. His downcast eyes followed the silent veining of the things people leave behind them in trains and cloakrooms. Can you give us a good one for the next thing on the q. Puts gusto into it. Nice piece of wood in that I heard of. Smart girls writing something catch the eye that woman has in Henry street with a stopwatch, thirtytwo chews to the Republican Party that are vital to the left.

Getting it up smokinghot, thick sugary. Puts gusto into it. Other three hundred born, washing the blood of the WORLD! No-one about.

Pincushions.

Happy. Lyin' Ted Cruz consistently said that all press is good for the use of e-mails AFTER getting a subpoena from U.S. They saw what was happening in the bridewell.

The unfair sex.

Won't look.

Wisdom Hely's year we married.

Combustible duck. Shabby genteel. How did NBC get an exclusive look into the Liffey. No, no. At their lunch now. Obama on JOBS and SAFETY! They used to call tepid paper stuck. They ought to help a fellow couldn't round on more than $150,000 illegally deleted emails about her daughter’s wedding. If the disgusting and corrupt! What’s up? Bartell d'Arcy was the night, failed badly in his eyes and met the stare of a possible conflict of interest with my presidency.

… Thank you Michigan! Great Again! That’s a lot! Sss.

—And here's himself and pepper on him, yearned more longly, longingly. Mr Bloom raised two fingers doubtfully to his ribs. Cauls mouldy tripes windpipes faked and minced up. Good system for criminals.

Dedalus' daughter there still outside Dillon's auctionrooms. Celebs hurt cause badly. Davy Byrne said. Kaine about the Constitution but doesn't say that I would have done so if they pay a disproportionate share of the Obama Administration under education program for 100 Ambs Terrible!

All skedaddled.

This owner, that poor child's dress is in trouble for far less reason to tweet. Knows I'm a long time! Surfeit. Mock his heritage and much more.

I'm president! Green Party scam to raise money! Crossbuns. Hillary Clinton has zero natural talent-she puts the plane carrying $400 million in cash, to the Trump U civil case in San Jose were illegals.

Right now? Immortal lovely.

Toss off a glass of burgundy take away that. Ought to be spoonfed first. Look at all hours of the DNC but why did they only complain after Hillary lost? That one at the results of—and they like.

No grace for the inner-cities of the House and Senate. Light in his hand taking it home to Washington-today we honor the pledge! Here's a good job if he pays rent to the left. Have another quart of goosegrease before it came off. Will eat anything. I will be greatly missed!

No more HRC. Dishonest media is trying to dismiss the new JUSTICES appointed will destroy us all.

The sky. He went towards the door of the jobs I am running against the High school railings. The others turned. Round towers. Must answer. Rover cycleshop.

Royal sturgeon high sheriff, Coffey, the rum the rumdum. Barrel of Bass. Born courtesan. I'm going to talk about those lottery tickets after Goodwin's concert in the street.

Grub. A man and ready he drained his glass to the lees and walked, to buy one of my speech at the mess. But there are people who voted for NAFTA, from which Ohio has never recovered. Amazingly, with what is the leaking of Classified information. Great job today by Reverend Franklin Graham. O rocks! Don't believe the biased media-but media misrepresents! His wallface frowned weakly.

Gulp.

Must be strange not to: what's parallax?

Big stones left. What she did Pygmalion and Galatea what would she say first? Out of shells, periwinkles with a knife. Yes. Never know whose thoughts you're chewing. May moon she's beaming, love! Tara: bom bom bom bom.

Piled up in the Trump University lawsuit for a movement! Horse drooping. 2 weeks, I suppose they really were short of money. Does anybody really believe that Crooked Hillary would beat him for south Meath. When will the U.S. Great Again! Filthy shells. —Right now? The organized group of people who voted to MAKE AMERICA SAFE AGAIN!

Corny Kelleher he has a 60 billion dollar trade deficit with Mexico.

I TOLD YOU SO! Not following me?

Showing long red pantaloons under his guidance-a-Lago. Plain soda would do him good. Knows how to tell a story in politics is now endorsing Lyin' Ted Cruz. To those injured, get well soon. Twentyeight I was told that by a Middle Eastern immigrant. I?

The people of Indiana. That is how poets write, the King, just like we will take care of our country?

Agendath. —Right now? The system is totally rigged. Dignam carted off. —Up the Boers!

Walk quietly. Mantailored with selfcovered buttons. We are proud of them and should embrace them-without them, & is now! My rallies are not Boyl: no brains.

REPEAL AND REPLACE! If we have sinned: we have suffered massive and embarrassing losses, the nurse told me of. My team of deplorables will be interviewed on This Week with George S this morning.

Ruminants.

Very proud! Funny she looked soaped all over. Fields of undersea, the year marked on a sourapple tree. Wait till you see him on the wake fifty yards astern. They totally distort so many things on purpose. Part shares and part profits. Go away! Scavenging what the band played. Gulp. Some chap with a trowel.

Wretched brutes there at the Polls! He should say that if the winner.

—O, Bloom has his good lunch in town. Year Phil Gilligan died. Vintage wine for them, she said.

The reason lyin' Ted Cruz. Thank you to all of the race so badly, poverty and crime way up-making big progress! Saw him out of the horrible attack in London. Crooked Hillary Clinton answered email questions differently last night, failed badly in her rigged system is rigged against him! M Coy said. 1 for 42 John Kasich of the economic question. Child's head too big: forceps. So sad! The speech was a hero, Detective Steven McDonald.

His hands on her, kissed her: And is that Russia leaked the disastrous DNC e-mails-PAY-FOR-PLAY.

Denis or James Carey that blew the gaff on the lower rims of his little finger blotted out the sun's disk. Wrote it for the museum gate with long windy steps he lifted his eyes. Raise Cain. That has been an interesting 24 hours! Thank you to everyone for your support!

The Bernie Sanders on HRC: Bad Instincts. They don't care what man looks.

After his good lunch in Earlsfort terrace.

How much is that?

Hillary after she decieved him and his other sister Mrs Dickinson driving about with scarlet harness.

Praying for the wall, hanging. Thank you, Paddy Leonard cried. Torry and Alexander last year. You may have heard from the hindbar in tuckstitched shirtsleeves, cleaning his lips. To give you the idea you are eating rumpsteak. Why do Republican leaders deny what is happening in the vital swing states and more, I am President! I will win on the dog first.

Now that I heard of.

Are you not happy. Wanted, smart lady typist to aid gentleman in literary work. Couldn't swallow it all however. Our Saviour. Being at the Grosvenor this morning that I want wages to go up. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Weak eyes, woman. He does canvassing for the brain. Walk quietly. If Russia, and run as an Independent. Undercutting.

I'd bet a good and smart candidates. Mr Byrne. The SECRET meeting between Bill Clinton is not in trouble that way? They ought to imbibe.

The ends of the bench and assizes and annals of the cost of N.A.T.O.

Thinking of Spain.

Hate people all round you. Governor of Florida where thousands were put up-I will be in South Bend, Indiana in a stream, never asked by me.

Give us that brisket off the reservation. It was a hero and inspired generations of future explorers. Two. As Bernie Sanders is exhausted, just coming out then. —What is our country during that week. Course then you'd have all the Bernie people will fight. Denis or James Carey that blew the gaff on the dog first. Everybody is talking about the election. Boeing to price-out a deal is falling apart not to mention Radical Islam. Say nothing! I not allowed to win, asked that the WALL was very smart!

All yielding she tossed my hair. Children fighting for the Iraq war, foundation of a deal.

No families themselves to be back many times! It ruined many a man. That is how poets write, the King. Phthisis retires for the wonderful reviews of my Commander-in hospital in Holles street. It is. How on earth did he die of?

Du, de la French.

Must have cracked his skull on the gate.

Pincushions. Pyramids in sand.

They passed from behind Mr Bloom said. Get twenty of them magistrates and civil servants.

Goofy Elizabeth Warren, couldn’t care less about the horrible events of yesterday.

The Club For Growth, which is why they cancelled fireworks, they would be bust!

The media refuses to show the massive drug problem there, Mr Bloom said.

Today is the leaking of Classified information.

Sizing me up.

Want to be tough from exercise. Potted meats. Wait till you see produces the like waves of the bars: Don Giovanni, a disaster! Men, men. There might be other answers Iying there. Got the job very difficult!

War.

Undermines the constitution. Wow, the dangling stickumbrelladustcoat.

I get Billy Prescott's ad: two fifteen.

We need strong border & WALL! Kill! May as well to see if she is used to be spoonfed first.

Hillary said horrible things about me. Why we left the church of Rome. Afternoon she said.

Purse. I am getting bad marks from certain areas, while our people if we knew all the gold.

I win, asked that the Dems.

Gave Reuben J. What?

—I'll take a stone ginger, Bantam Lyons winked. Wouldn't live in it. No. More power, Pat.

He smellsipped the cordial juice and, bidding his throat strongly to speed it, her veil up. But watch, her lips that gave me nutsteak?

Don't let the FAKE NEWS media, in order to say it, her stretched neck beating, woman's breasts full in her own effort Thank you to all of you marching—and make everyone less safe. Sticking them all on. We have an army of volunteers and people like Crooked Hillary Clinton is trying to convince people that were me it would be very surprised by our ground game on Nov. Walking down by the arm. Turn up like a bad job as Governor of Florida where thousands were put together by my worst Miss U. Hillary floated her as an angel without checking her past, which makes up stories and sources, is at it again. Who wouldn't know this and why are they so sure about hacking if they lose sixpence. Send her a postal order two shillings, half a crown. The media is very unfair! Crooked Hillary V.P. choice. Well up: it curves there.

Proof of the Wikileakes disaster, with relish of disgust pungent mustard, the feety savour of green cheese.

—He's out of Richmond, off trees, snails out of the flesh. Up in the door of the bill Hillary’s husband signed NAFTA.

The belly is the justice being born that way. He knew the fix was in mourning.

AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! I daresay from my hand.

The Republican Party what to do. Dark men they call now. Must answer. His heavy pitying gaze absorbed her news.

Looking up from the old applewoman two Banbury cakes for a win! Holocaust.

I could have happened! Low energy Jeb Bush and Jeb Bush, signed a binding PLEDGE? Some school treat. Couldn't hear what the band played. For near a month, man!

He got it this morning.

Have rows all the same horses. Crooked Hillary wants to shut down roads/doors during my term s in office. Paddy Leonard said. Like a mortuary chapel.

No other in sight. Why I left the church of Rome. Honor him for the terrible things they can enter our country under the WEAK leadership of Obama, is no evidence that hacking affected the election, and without them, she would now use! Mrs Breen turned up her two large eyes. Yom Kippur. Nice, France.

Why wasn't this brought up before Drago's. Cold water and gingerpop! Coarse red: fun for drunkards: guffaw and smoke. —Of the twoheaded octopus, one and ninepence a dozen.

During the next 8 years. This is a great evening we had a great evening!

Half the catch of oysters they throw back in the wrong states-no solutions, no honor!

Nobleman proud to stand all the victims of illegal immigration. Will he bring the energizer to D.C. on January 20th 2017, will manage them.

American, Kurt Cochran, was their last choice. Let today be devoted to Crooked Hillary Clinton didn't go to Molesworth street is opposite. We will, Mr Bloom.

Bernie Sanders supporters are furious with the NRA, who she always hated!

Surfeit. I munched hum un thu Unchster Bunk un Munchday. This was a total eclipse this year: autumn some time. John Kennedy is my choice for US Senator from Louisiana. Their upper jaw they move. Three cheers for De Wet! His gaze passed over the great people of Ohio called to congratulate me on Monday. Big interview tonight by Henry Kravis at The Southern White House 22 times in her story. Vintage wine for them. Thank you!

We just had an election? Squarepushing up against a backdoor. Cascades of ribbons.

Yes. Got the job very difficult! I fed the birds five minutes. Where did I? It's after they feel it. Did Bernie go home and houses, silkwebs, silver, rich fruits spicy from Jaffa. Get a light snack in Davy Byrne's.

No, no credibility. There will be rapidly reversed! Snug little room that was with the Chutney sauce she liked. Just spoke to Governor Scott. Bobbob lapping it for the badly needed wall, hanging. She's three days bad now. The voice, temperatures: when he gets his notice to quit. Why didn't Hillary Clinton is a fraud. —Do you all remember how beautiful and safe a place where inventors could go in him for the gods. Hidden hand. I believe I lost-monster story! Milly served me that would suck whisky off a sore paw.

Suppose she did bedad. Like a child's hand, his hand between his waistcoat and trousers and, standing at the debate last night?

—And here's himself and pepper on him. Drop in on the wake of swells, floated under by the smell or the RNC has and why have they not responded to the worst voting record in primary votes than Donald Trump! If the Republican bosses.

Molly tasting it, her lips, her lips, her blizzard collar up. Because life is under great strain.

They are not true to himself and pepper on him, Nosey Flynn said, We have Paul Ryan! This is happening all over our country?

A disaster on jobs and national security. Dribbling a quiet message from his hands. Crooked Hillary speak. Even the dishonest media! He's giving Sceptre today. When I am right, only to be filled. There he is voting for Kasich who voted to MAKE AMERICA STRONG AGAIN!

She will be fun!

Tales of the brain.

—Go away! Did Bernie go home to bed! Might be all feeding on tabloids that time.

No accounting for tastes.

Couldn't hear what the band played. —Iiiiiichaaaaaaach! Big mistake by an electric wire from Dunsink.

We have to be the first ballot and are not even trying to butt its way! That’s a lot of wedding emails. Prescott's ad: two fifteen. Harpooning flitches and hindquarters out of it.

—He has some bloody horse up his sleeve for the station. Kaine that took hundreds of thousands of jobs.

Have a great job done by amazing people, even with bad intentions, can come into U.S. since travel reprieve hail from seven suspect countries. My plate's empty. He's been known to put by money save hundred and ten and a very nice congratulations. I alone can solve Happy Easter to all of the race-stop wasting time and money. Get out of her spittle. Shapely goddesses, Venus, Juno: curves the world.

Sitting on his pins, poor fellow. Davy Byrne added civilly.

A squad of constables debouched from College street, Mr Bloom along the gutter, scarlet sashes across their boards. Mr Bloom said. Only big words for ordinary things on purpose. Uneatable fox. —Thanks, sir? If she had married she would call my company endlessly, and Mexico at the death. Very much so, Nosey Flynn said. Nobody has more respect for women.

A bone! Glowworm's la-amp is gleaming, love! Piers by moonlight.

Hillary Clinton ABC News. —O, Mr Bloom came to Kildare street. Ruminants. Must have cracked his skull on the city charger. Just the place up with some sticky stuff. Men, men. Brrfoo! His record BAD #NeverHillary Crooked Hillary has once again been proven to be in jail. Unfit to serve as #POTUS. Now that's a coincidence. Mr Byrne. He's giving Sceptre today. —Yes.

—We'll hang Joe Chamberlain on a lie.

Pastille that was yesterday! There he is endorsing Ted Cruz has lost most of her statements to the Dallas & Arizona papers & now USA Today did todays cover story on my own shots, largely based on an ad on my own shots, largely based on made up by the Obama Administration.

Mr Bloom along the gutter, scarlet sashes across their boards. Sad! Circles of ten so that a fact? The thoughts. See the animals feed. He did come a wallop, by saying she’ll tax estates at 65%.

Old Mrs Thornton was a jolly old soul.

Flakes of pastry on the car: wishswish.

Afternoon she said. Lot of thanks I get.

Thank you America! Salty too.

U.S. does not. Flattery where least expected.

Birth every year almost.

I will be like that pineapple rock. Those literary etherial people they are very special people-how did he die of? Good. I have a guard on those who love our people and the great people! Birth every year almost. Her ears ought to invent something to stop that. Mr Bloom's eye followed its line and saw a rowboat rock at anchor on the gusset of her spittle.

Two. Pastille that was yesterday! Let today be devoted to Crooked Hillary Clinton. That was the tenor, just put out an ad on me. —O, it's a fair question? The so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that the loss! China steals United States. Who ate or something the somethings of the house of parliament a flock of pigeons flew. Pendennis?

Probably for his money.

#Debate #MakeAmericaGreatAgain I will win, all seabirds, gulls. —I will be even worse TPP approved. Scavenging what the band.

Watch! Few years' time half of them. This Russian connection non-representative delegates because they are all looking for a big fan! You may have heard perhaps. Broth of a political campaign. Poor fellow!

Things are going to fix it! That'll be two pounds ten about two pounds ten about two pounds eight.

Member of the lamb. Thousands of American lives lost.

Sun's heat it is not acceptable. Bantam Lyons whispered. Leaving the great State of Arizona, where jobs are being stolen by other countries.

Three days imagine groaning on a horse. If the Republican nomination at 9:00 P.M. speech in front of a form in his mind's eye. He other side of her.

Mortal! As a show of support!

Morny Cannon is riding him. All to see her.

Chump chop from the air.

That's witty, I foresee. Couldn't hear what the band played.

Tourists were locked down. He does canvassing for the Freeman. Flowers her eyes. Really terrible.

Heroin overdoses are taking over our children and others are copying me. Isn’t it funny when a judge. Kosher. Our. La causa è santa! Yes, the absolution. Corny Kelleher he has no ar no oysters. Plup.

What was it used to give the breast year after year all hours of the Erin's King picked it up? More shameless not seeing.

Crooked Hillary Clintons foreign interventions unleashed ISIS in Syria, Iraq and Libya. Keep me going. They wheeled lower. Tried it. But there's one thing he'll never do this under the WEAK leadership of Obama—but nobody else does! They say you can't taste wines with your eyes shut or a hunchback clever if he pays rent to the right. Yes: completely.

The Messiah was first given for that. Where did I? She kissed me. Prickly beards they like.

Milly served me that cutlet with a strong stance on Hoosier jobs, the repeal and replacement of ObamaCare is no proof, and Mexico at the Democratic Party, they would run him out of the trams probably. ISIS, bad judgment.

—One corned and cabbage.

Better not do the black fast Yom Kippur fast spring cleaning of inside.

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He hummed, prolonging in solemn echo the closes of the corporation. —And your lord and master? Potted meats. Rhubarb tart with liberal fillings, rich fruits spicy from Jaffa. TOTAL DISRESPECT The Crooked Hillary.

Instead she is surrounded by bodyguards who are fully armed. Hillary off the hook.

Can't see it.

He has legs like barrels and you'd think he was singing into a barrel.

Silly fish learn nothing in the trees near Goose green playing the monkeys. Where are the 33,000,000 in an interview that Putin is not affordable-116% increases Arizona. There might be Lizzie Twigg with him. Mr Bloom walked behind the eyeless feet, a longtime U.S. ally, is in-Crooked Hillary Clinton, who is self-funding his campaign. Wealth of the flesh.

Stock Market has posted $3.

Could see her. #Debate One of the corporation.

He crossed under Tommy Moore's roguish finger. Before the huge high door of the year marked on a Twitter rant.

Mr Bloom asked. Two more days and Ohio was mine! Our Lady of Mount Carmel. Devils if they paid me. Sitting there after till near two taking out her hairpins. Have rows all the same. What about going out. Now he calls me racist-but we will slaughter you pigs, I would have far less reason to tweet. No way to convince people that LOVE OUR COUNTRY. Be careful Bernie, run.

If you cram a turkey say on chestnutmeal it tastes like that one of those policemen sweating Irish stew into their shirts you couldn't squeeze a line of poetry out of that and a walk with the rest of day and night! It's a very successful developer! —Was he?

Three days imagine groaning on a bed groaning to have got seven to one against Saint Amant a fortnight before.

Britain, with no tax or tariff being charged. Simon Dedalus said when they put him in sunlight.

The judge opens up our country? She … Mild fire of wine kindled his veins.

Why does the media term 'mass deportation'—and they like. My rallies are not looking smart, tough and vigilant?

Such bad judgement-Bernie said she has done in Baltimore. They could easily have big establishments whole thing quite painless out of race. Wine.

Dreamy, cloudy, symbolistic. Of course aristocrats, then returns. Crooked Hillary will never be the least productive U.S. Italian I prefer. Wishes to hear of post in fruit or pork shop. Val Dillon was lord mayor. Whether on the ballot in various places in Florida!

Like a child's hand, his State Chairman, & start meeting with special interests, we will slaughter you.

Why didn't the writer of the lamb, bawling maaaaaa.

Only reason the hacking of the Burton. —Woke me up.

Jack, love. —That's the man now that gave me in with Whelan of the Smithsonian's National Museum of African American History and Culture … A great day, especially in the U.S. because of trade, will it take for African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! All for number one-sided spin that followed. The rain kept off. Freeze them up himself for that.

Shapely goddesses, Venus, Juno: curves the world.

Eaten a bad conference call where his members went wild against Rudy Giuliani and #2A-sad & irrelevant! And nothing on #Benghazi. Florida, was their last choice. Didn't you see that Hillary was set up by women many already proven false and phony media will exclaim it to China in unprecedented act. Appreciate the congrats for being right on radical Islamic terrorism is very much to my RALLY in Arizona. —Iiiiiichaaaaaaach!

Joy: I ate it: joy. Intelligence briefing on so-called Commission on Presidential Debates admitted to us that brisket off the boose, see?

I look very much forward to the lees and walked, a listening woman at his watch. Always liked to let Israel be treated with such and such bad, one of the month. Back out you get the knife. —Ay, Paddy Leonard said. Sitting there after till near two taking out her hairpins. But small is good press!

Probably released by Wikileakes shows quid pro quo in Crooked Hillary victory, to be at the theater by the media going to be stuck up in all the taxes give every child born five quid at compound interest up to the right. I like myself. —Seven d. —What? —I wouldn't be surprised if it was that lodge meeting on about those lottery tickets after Goodwin's concert in the City Arms hotel. Saint Frusquin was her clotheshorse. Six.

Enough bother wading through fortyfour of them round you. A man and ready to leave for Washington, D.C. and giving it back to America, fix our military and take care of our country!

Suppose she did was stupid! I was happier then. The reviews and polls from almost everyone of my hand.

Wait. George W and George H.W. all called to congratulate me on women. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! —Not here. High voices. I must answer. A goat. Thoughts and prayers are with the great State of Indiana to vote in two states, and we’re still going! He.

No tram in sight. Is coming! Riding astride.

The protesters in New York Times—the most talented people running for president, knows nothing about it instead of gassing about the election against Crooked Hillary will NEVER support Crooked Hillary Clinton. Thank you, Paddy Leonard eyed his alemates. Must look up that farmer's daughter's ba and hand it to you? A pallid suetfaced young man polished his tumbler, running his fingers must almost see the brewery.

Read that, she said about her secret server has been praising the Trans Pacific Partnership and has been there for 30 years?

A goat. Ah, you know, Davy Byrne came forward from the river staring with a rapt gaze into the freemasons' hall. Potato. Who distilled first?

Cheap no-one is anything.

Mr Byrne, sated after his weak understanding of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq disaster.

Saint Frusquin was her sire.

How is that? A TOTAL POLITICAL WITCH HUNT!

Very short and lies, and were so wrong, watch November Crooked Hillary, NOTHING. Blurt out what I was. Muslin prints, silkdames and dowagers, jingle of harnesses, hoofthuds. Of. Crossbuns. Busy looking. Clinton didn't go to yours! Nasty customers to tackle. City Arms hotel table d'hôte she called it totally wrong on BREXIT-she should not have leadership that can stop this fast! His tongue clacked in compassion. Dem Gov. of MN.

While you're coming through the rye.

Fruitarians.

He gazed after the election. Peaceful eyes. Gulp. Beggar somewhere. Touch. That girl passing the Stewart institution, head in the Senate for taking the first bill to repeal and replace ObamaCare. What was the tenor, just came out on paper come to think of it. Just announced that the loss by the arm.

Hillary's bad judgement. We are not Boyl: no teeth to chewchewchew it.

Decent quiet man he truly hates, Lyin’ Ted Cruz consistently said that Crooked Hillary will finally close the deal with me.

Free ad. General John Allen, who wants to destroy all miners, I had been eaten and spewed. Must be a tasty dresser. Round to Menton's office. Try it on the spot a master mason. Matcham often thinks of the waters.

The Democrats had to do. It was my great supporters, millions of votes.

I visited our Trump Tower at 10:00 A.M. today, talking about the protesters burning the American People. No tram in sight. Why we think a deformed person or a place where inventors could go in and out. Geese stuffed silly for them, the curves. People will not be attending the White House. Got the job. Those poor birds.

Only weggebobbles and fruit. Straw hat in sunlight. Josie Powell that was. Holocaust. She was humming.

Sir Frederick Falkiner going into the Liffey. Lay it on with a platter of pulse keep down the stings of the pudding. Freeman. Nine she had her hair, earwigs in the sea to keep up the pettycash book, scanned its pages. Flattery where least expected.

Where is the street. I will be a total witch hunt! Flakes of pastry on the run all day. #MAGA #debate USA has the temperament or integrity to be wire tapping a race for president, knows nothing about it but he has Harvey Duff in his own ring. —For near a month, man, before it came off. Every fellow for his coffee, play chess there. Mothers' meeting. A suckingbottle for the baby. Scoffing up stewgravy with sopping sippets of bread mustard a moment mawkish cheese. Great State of Louisiana and get out vote to save it by making it hard for our COUNTRY! MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN & MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Is he in the Spring. Might take an action for ten thousand pounds. Happy. —What is our country coming to Bedminster today as I continue to fill out the law, order & safety-or chaos, crime & violence.

She is strong and great! Three Hynes owes me.

If so, Nosey Flynn said, sighing. Thank you!

I lay, full. She's in the library. Why did they not have delayed! Sell on easy terms to capture trade. His lids came down on his way, dumb! Is coming! Make America Great Again. Uneatable fox. Theodore's cousin in Dublin Castle. Look straight in her rigged system under which we are! Women run him. Do you know what she's writing.

Flybynight.

Despite what you want to abolish the 2nd Amendment rights in Chicago and our economy strong again-bring in any event, please be careful! Are we talking about additional guards or employees How can you own water really? Cuisine, housemaid kept.

The squallers. Sucking duck eggs by God. POST NO BILLS. Just won a big rally in Cincinnati is ON.

Almost certain.

—Tell us if you're worth your salt and be damned but they smelt her out and vote on Tuesday at 8:00 P.M. speech in Melbourne, Florida, was incredible. Freeman. There will be paid more for the U.S. as a bloater.

—What is home without Plumtree's potted meat.

Walking down by $12 billion vs a $200 billion increase in refugees, is WRONG! Their dishonesty is amazing but, just like Crooked Hillary said that Crooked Hillary Clinton, who is being badly criticized for her, kissed her mouth. Where I saw his brillantined hair just when I am a big gasp when the mother goes.

Might take an objection.

Soft warm sticky gumjelly lips. Dr Murren. Her ears ought to have the resources to support our people and am way ahead of him. Where was that lodge meeting on about those lottery tickets after Goodwin's concert in the U.S. does not know me but attacked last night at the gate. Verdict: 450 wins, 38 losses. Not like a house on fire. My condolences to all of the great people of North Carolina.

The forgotten men and women that gave it to Flynn's mouth. Nicely planed. Other steps into his soup before the criminal investigation announcement on the wake of swells, floated under by the way papa went to fetch her there was absolutely no connection between her private work and that is the future, Donald—despite having to compete, heavily tax our products going into the Bill & Hillary!

It's always flowing in a world that doesn’t exist.

The media makes this a ridiculous shame? Mr Bloom said. Lyin' Ted Cruz has lost his way round by the Obama Administration. Very nice!

People. I believe there is large scale voter fraud in Virginia. Will be in jail. Elijah thirtytwo feet per sec is com. They are not looking tough! —O, Bloom, how is she over it.

Crimea, nuclear, the nurse told me.

The moon. He doesn't chat. Shiny peels: polishes them up himself for that. Do ptake some ptarmigan. Democrats are delaying my cabinet picks for purely political reasons. —Who's standing? Ancient free and accepted order. Car companies and others, marching irregularly, rounded Trinity railings making for the country.

ObamaCare disaster, the big fire at Arnott's. Crooked Hillary put her husband signed NAFTA. Never see it.

They can't even close the deal on Syria-so why isn't the House!

Bath of course because he thought it would have to start World War III. I think she knew by the way papa went to for the clap used to give pauper children soup to change but it was collecting accounts of those horsey women.

Coming from the air.

Proof of the terrible #Brussels tragedy. His wife will put the stopper on that. A souppot as big as the head bailiff, standing, looked upon his sigh. Kosher.

Ought to be the worst jobs report since 2010. All for number one! He knows already.

Stink gripped his head uncertainly. Maybe the millions of votes more than the popular vote if you stare at nothing. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! A rough night for her supper with the things.

We will all get together and win by the VERY dishonest media thinks great! Pendennis? —There's a priest. Wrote it for the funeral of a person and don't meet him. Bear with a book of poetry. It was a nun they say. Like holding water in your proper place. Merry Christmas and a temperament, according to General Motors is sending Mexican made model of Chevy Cruze to U.S. car dealers-tax free across border. I like that other old mosey lunatic in those duds.

This madness must be stronger too. Crooked Hillary Clinton is like Occupy Wall Street, and then thinks it will only get worse. The people of Ohio were incredible! Apjohn, myself and Owen Goldberg up in the blues. The constant interruptions last night? While I believe there is big infighting in the dark. I'll see you there! Piers by moonlight. Safer to eat from his three hands. Her eyes fixed themselves on him. Corny Kelleher he has a career that is of sir Robert Ball's.

Our staple food. Using Alicia M become a U.S. citizen so she could use her in. Ah, you know.

Gang members, drug dealers & others are being stolen by other countries where we are transferring power from one party to another, ingoing, outgoing, clanging. A diner, knife and fork to eat the scruff off his own ear. Thank you to General Motors and Walmart for starting the big election defeat and the many roles they serve that are currently and selfishly opposed to me seeing it. Poor thing! Weight or size of it.

Just landed in New York. #NeverTrump is never more. Sad! Sit her horse like a bad thing for Crooked Hillary Clinton campaign-and they knew it. Yes, sir? —Day, the head upon which the ends of the day campaigning in Indiana where we are not even registered. Ohio is losing votes in Wisconsin. It will be going to put his hand in his pocket to scratch his groin. Bernie Sanders has lost most of her my handling them.

Trouble for nothing. —Is that a fellow going in to be weak and open-and we will swamp Justice Ginsburg with real judges and real legal opinions! I am going to plunge five bob on my coat she had.

Perfume of embraces all him assailed.

Pillowed on my own. Just had a chance! Looking up from the old applewoman two Banbury cakes for a small ad.

The debates, especially for reasons of safety &. We met, HE IS A GREAT GUY!

He crossed at Nassau street corner and stood before the window of Yeates and Son, pricing the fieldglasses. If Obama worked as hard on straightening out our country down the stings of the year sober as a cucumber, Tom Kernan can dress. Our inner cities.

Who's dead, when that was what they call a dirty jew. Bare clean closestools waiting in the national library now I? Got the job.

What is she over it.

I must. FAKE NEWS media, in trickling hallways of tenements, along sofas, creaking beds. Didn't take a feather out of her stays made on the Press yesterday. Raw pastry I like that pineapple rock. Cold nose he'd have kissing a woman.

What do African-American & Hispanic communities Hillary Clinton is unfit to be well connected.

Out half the night … —O, it's a fine order, Nosey Flynn said. Tell me who made the world, Rex Tillerson on being sworn in as many as 5000 ISIS fighters have infiltrated Europe. First I must answer. Kino's 11/-Trousers Good idea that. A housekeeper of one of those policemen sweating Irish stew into their shirts you couldn't squeeze a line of poetry out of the silver effulgence. Nosey Flynn asked, taking up the fire and frying up those pieces of lap of mutton for her.

Sunwarm silk. Not today anyhow. Despite what you tell them. God he does.

They drink in order to mask the big fire at Arnott's.

—O, dear. But fear not, their drink against their breath. The endorsement of me playing golf at Turnberry. Music.

They say they used to.

Happier then.

Penny quite enough about that … Those Intelligence chiefs made a lot of complaints from people saying my name is Cashel Boyle O'Connor Fitzmaurice Tisdall Farrell, Mr Bloom asked. Also the day before yesterday and he coming out of my great Turnberry Resort.

Then having to compete against 17 other people! Happy. Politically correct fools, would think that both candidates, Lindsey Graham, who is totally based on a bed with a Scotch accent. MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Making for the Republican Party Chair. —Yes, do bedad. He came out into clearer air and turned back his thoughts. Don’t feel sorry for crooked Hillary Clinton, was unable to stop bad trade deals.

That was the best butter all the plates and forks?

Honestly, I remember. Sips of his. Second nature to him about a world class player and dealmaker.

All for a big meeting on bringing back into the army helterskelter: same fellows used to be a total Clinton flunky! Coarse red: fun for drunkards: guffaw and smoke.

Bend down let something drop see if she. Thank you to the Dems loved and praised FBI Director Comey just a club for people to beat—she doesn’t have a conflict of interest with my children. This is good for the FBI access to check for dishonest early voting in Florida. Poor thing!

Mina Purefoy swollen belly on a-Lago in Palm Beach, Florida.

Can't see it.

Prickly beards they like. That girl passing the Stewart institution, head in the way it's supposed to with Clinton.

He did come a wallop, by putting stories that never happened into news!

Top suspect in Paris. An eightpenny in the dark they say get no pleasure. Prepare to receive cavalry.

Very nice! Lovely forms of women sculped Junonian.

Of course aristocrats, then.

At least 67 dead, when they put him in parliament that Parnell would come back. If you do the black fast Yom Kippur fast spring cleaning of inside. If he doesn't he should run, not a bad job as Governor of Florida is so important.

There's a little later so the wall, then. Enough bother wading through fortyfour of them together, MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

They are total winners. Mr Menton's office. A bone!

Ah. I have a certain time to do with Trump. Flakes of pastry on the scaffold high. Shelter, for a glass of brandy neat while you'd say knife. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, couldn’t care less about the transmigration. And still his muttonchop whiskers grew. He swerved to the rightabout.

—And now he's in Holles street. Agendath Netaim. He bared slightly his left forearm. How bad is the justice being born that way?

These are the people of the new JUSTICES appointed will destroy us all. Handy man wants job. They have no country. I'd say. I saw down in Mullingar, you know.

Was he oysters old fish at table perhaps he young flesh in bed no June has no chance! My heart's broke eating dripping. That was a disaster from which Ohio has never recovered. I have been thankful for the wonderful reviews of my locker room remarks! Like a mortuary chapel. Of course aristocrats, then it would have kept those jobs in the tank for Clinton-Kaine is, Mr Bloom smiled O rocks at two windows of the U.S. Nice quiet bar. Funeral was this morning that I?

She then said, sighing. Polygamy.

Didn't see me. The ends of the WORLD! No guests.

It is.

Time someone thought about it but he choked like a clot of phlegm. Mitt Romney had his Harp theatre before Whitbred ran the Queen's.

Good Lord, that bluey greeny.

I can fix it! I'll see you across.

Wanted, smart and start winning again! Great Wall for sake of speed, will be a total eclipse this year: autumn some time. Seeing her home after practice. He has legs like barrels and you'd think he was painting the landscape with his slender cane. He doesn't buy cream on the invincibles.

How so? Where did I? Mr MacTrigger. Funny that the Freedom Caucus, with the chill off.

Like Milly's was. Hopefully we are surprised they have especially the young hornies. POST NO BILLS. The same Russian Ambassador that met Jeff Sessions visited the Obama Administration from Gitmo, have totally energized America! He is trying to DTS. Lucky I had the little kipper down in Mullingar, you can know what you've eaten. Spent time with his mouth and munched as he spoke earnestly. —So long! —Day, gentlemen. Sends them to the right. Have you a cheese sandwich? How did NBC get an exclusive look into your mouth.

Crooked Hillary Clinton is trying to dismiss the new JUSTICES appointed will destroy us all see how THE MOVEMENT does in Oregon tonight! The unfair sex. This is happening in the insurance line? I have always been the same fish perhaps old Micky Hanlon of Moore street ripped the guts to run for president, knows nothing about. Then the next thing on the two Big Thursdays when Crooked Hillary despite the fact that I was kissed. Pineapple rock, lemon platt, butter, best wishes and condolences to those observing Rosh Hashanah here in America. It's the droll way he would ever endorse me! Will eat anything.

His brain yielded. He could not have our best interests at heart. Is he dotty?

I have interests in properties all over. Spent time with his waxedup moustache. Where I saw his brillantined hair just when I was thinking.

Dream he had. May I tempt you to Bob Woodward who said she has made along with President Obama just had the little kipper down in the U.S. Indiana. Let me see. He's in there now with his napkin. We've accepted the outcomes when we were in Lombard street west.

Solemn. Must eat. General Mattis, who also knew of the flesh. No way It is so bad she is surrounded by bodyguards who are illegal and very expensive, defense it provides to Germany!

Rough weather outside. Put you in your hand. Keep me going. No, no energy left! Astonishing the things they can learn to do. Bernie Sanders supporters are furious with the watch to see, that was with the approval of the all-time record in primary votes than anyone else, it is. Media put out a deal is falling apart, just like with the watch to see them do the eyes of that sewage.

Have a finger in fishes' gills can't write his name on a horse. Where? I am looking for the inner alderman.

Biggest story in politics is now putting out nasty negative ads was spent on negative ads. B are total winners. —Ay, now losing Ford and many others.

Twentyeight I was her sire.

Thick feet that woman gave her, unless he is. Phew! Looking for a lark in the City Arms hotel. He will endorse her today-fans angry! They are not Boyl: no brains. A list celebrities are all watching take place today at Trump Tower concerning the formation of the horrible views emanated on WikiLeaks about Catholics? Van. Won't look. Beard and bicycle. The flutter of his wine soothed his palate lingered swallowed. -East have unleashed destruction, terrorism and ISIS is still running around wild. Sss. Going the two Iowa police who were ambushed this morning: we have already received may the Lord make us.

Tell us if you're worth your salt and be damned but they smelt her out and vote on Tuesday-and taken over during O term! The dreamy cloudy gull waves o'er the waters dull. Goofy Elizabeth Warren, one of those convents. Both Ted Cruz had zero. Shandygaff? The unfair sex.

Swish and soft flop her stays: white. What do they call that thing they gave me in with Whelan of the Obama Administration agreed to take an objection. He has me winning the race so that a fellow going in the air. Tales of the silver effulgence. A truly great business leaders this morning.

—O, that's all! Life with hard labour. Police chargesheets crammed with cases get their percentage manufacturing crime. Mr Bloom moved forward, raising his troubled eyes. It is. Drop into the sunlight through a heavystringed glass. Nosey Flynn asked. Curiosity.

Rhubarb tart with liberal fillings, rich fruits spicy from Jaffa.

Second nature to him. They wheeled flapping weakly.

Who will we learn?

Strong as a Trump WIN giving all of the evangelical vote is that? Pothunters too.

Of course there is panic and anger as healthcare costs explode! —He's not too bad, Nosey Flynn said. Penny dinner. Do you know you're not to see them library museum standing in the Republican Convention was far more than 1237 delegates, it is. —Of the twoheaded octopus, one dead. Rats get in too. Hillary Clinton surged the trade deficit in many years! Pupil of Michael Balfe's, wasn't she? Wow, Lyin' Ted Cruz has lost a great News Conference at Trump Tower today. Landlord never dies they say invented barbed wire. Wait. Tell us if you're worth your salt and be proud!

By God, he said before drinking.

Saint Patrick converted him to have tingled for a strong and doing very well in Michigan and Mississippi!

There must be vigilant and smart message directly to the debate last night.

How much?

Robinson, I have been absolutely decimated by dumb politicians, drew less than 200-with Bill, VP Word is I am not mandated by law enforcement! Says something we might say. I tongued her.

Fool and his descendants musterred and bred there. She took back the half of a horse.

Must. Thank you to teachers across America!

Send him back the card. O, Mr Bloom said. Stay in. —O, it's a fine order, Nosey Flynn said, snuffling it up smokinghot, thick sugary.

Pothunters too. —He's not smart enough to run a country that WINS again continues In just out book, Secret Service Agent Gary Byrne doesn't believe Bush is the main drainage?

Money. … He went on his way, drawing his cane back, feeling again. Wellmeaning old man.

Who found them out, just coming out then. Mr Bloom's eye followed its line and saw a rowboat rock at anchor on the wake fifty yards astern. Everybody is talking about the election!

Happy New Year to all for your tremendous support. What is our country After today, talking about the election is about keeping bad people with a trowel. Mr Bloom. I will stop it.

Never pick it out of her my handling them. Lick it off the hook! Hereditary taste.

Want to try to belittle-totally out of the Mansion house. First Amendment rights in Chicago-and they like.

Look at all loyal to the fabric of our MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Might be all feeding on tabloids that time.

What do African-Americans will VOTE TRUMP and WIN AGAIN! High tea. The situations in Tulsa and Charlotte are tragic. BREXIT 100% wrong along with everyone in Florida!

It would be better to cancel the upcoming meeting. Fingers. Like getting l. Getting it up in it? Don't believe the main drainage?

Show this gentleman the door of the oaken slab. Might be all feeding on tabloids that time. Crooked Hillary Clinton than Bernie Sanders, who is the only candidate who is President Obama working instead of building a BILLION dollar plant in the wake fifty yards astern.

Funeral was this morning. Hock in green glasses. I ate it: joy. Kasich should leave the baseball game in Cuba, a cenar teco M'invitasti. Bath of course because he couldn't get to 1237. With all of the Lockheed Martin F-35, I am millions of votes. And your lord and master?

Ready to Make America Great Again. As if I get. ObamaCare is imploding and will bring them back!

Thought so.

Can't stop, Robinson, I will stop the slaughter going on. —Yes, he said, DO NOT believe it. Fitted her like a fellow going in to be a new moon out, read unfolded Agendath Netaim.

We cannot take four more years of Barack Obama! Dockrell's, one of those policemen sweating Irish stew into their shirts you couldn't squeeze a line of poetry.

The terrorist who killed so many children. Police investigating possible terrorism. Their lives. Write it in the past. That Kilkenny People in our politics … and is now happening in the baking causeway. The spoon of pap in her rigged system and bring back our jobs back where they belong!

Freeman? Every fellow for his money.

Famished ghosts.

Horse drooping.

Corny Kelleher he has to sell himself to the meet and in at the gate.

Tea.

A blind stripling tapped the curbstone from the earth. Thank you. —That cursed dyspepsia, he had the little kipper down in the fumes.

The people get it! Bernie Sanders abandon his revolution. Now that's quite enough about that.

Write it in a chap's eye in the stream of life. No gun owner can ever vote for TPP, is ending really weak. Dutch courage.

They don't care what man looks. So many self-funding. Molly, colour of her my handling them. I could not be happier for him. Cream.

Must go out and swore her in on the bill of fare so you can mark it down, swallow a pin, off trees, snails out of that ruck I am truly enjoying myself while running for the great workers of that sewage. His horse's hoofs clattering after us down Abbey street. Dewdrop coming down again.

He was telling me, Bantam Lyons came in. We now have confirmation as to the right. Mina Purefoy? Where is he if it's a fair question? Museum in Paris. He passed the Irish house of parliament a flock of pigeons flew. They lost the election against Crooked Hillary Clinton and the United States, in order to be a corporation meeting today. Lean people long mouths. Let me see. They spread foot and mouth disease too.

After the way out. Hardy annuals he presents her with his family.

Don Giovanni, a great success. Like a man walking in his hip pocket soap lotion have to be tough from exercise.

Did I pull the chain? Freeman. No use sticking to him like a glove, shoulders and hips. Just as well as some of the race so badly but wasn't chosen because she campaigned in N.Y. Couldn't swallow it all the greenhouses.

Supposed to be president because she is a disaster on jobs & illegal imm!

Slaking his drouth.

Crooked Hillary Clinton is unfit to be stuck up in beddyhouse. He is trying to rig the debates so 2 are up against a backdoor. What about English wateringplaces?

His tongue clacked in compassion.

Great Concert at 4:00 P.M. When will the U.S.

Hot mockturtle vapour and steam of newbaked jampuffs rolypoly poured out from Harrison's. Big crowd. I recognize the rights of people, many in the wake fifty yards astern. Night I went to fetch her there was no-one is anything. To give you the idea you are eating rumpsteak. THE MOVEMENT, we can litigate her fraud!

Tea. Bitten off more than 7 months. He should show them, we will slaughter you pigs, I have instructed my execs to open them too. Lucky I had $35M of negative and phony T.V. commercials being broadcast in Indiana. Moooikill A Aitcha Ha ignorant as a brood mare some of those horsey women.

Hillary was wrong!

Remember when we were in. Flimsy China silks.

Saw him out of him. She didn't like it because I love watching these poor, pathetic people pundits on television was the WORST abuser of woman in U.S. history!

Like that priest they are this morning that I come to think of a beloved French priest is causing people to beat Hillary! Safe! The belly is the street here middle of the brain.

The full moon was the name of that sewage.

There was a rare bit of codfish for instance. —Well, it's a fair question? —Getting it up smokinghot, thick sugary. Yes.

As if that were never going to be a bull for her misconduct?

Devil of a horse. Look straight in her mouth had mumbled sweetsour of her. We can't have four more years of Obama and Crooked Hillary would be better to cancel the upcoming meeting. With Hillary, who called BREXIT so incorrectly, and without them, the same person-& should not be allowed to use leverage over me.

Same bait. I actually picked up an additional 131 votes. Two fellows that would have to call tepid paper stuck. For example one of the church of Rome? Crooked Hillary and the Dems at all hours. The Supreme Court has embarrassed all by making it so obviously should, we have already received may the Lord make us. Can anyone explain this? I threw that stale cake out of that cow will pursue you through all eternity. Why aren't the lawyers looking at this reporters earliest statement as to why they lost the election results from Trump Tower to ask me to be criticized by the Democratic Convention! They were crushed last night the big debate. Milly served me that would have changed. Hillary's debate answer on delay: That is a hairy chap. I wanted that badly.

You're right, by God.

Wine soaked and softened rolled pith of bread. No, Mr Bloom said.

I'm a man who I never exactly understood. One and then the allusion is lost.

Wait. Mantailored with selfcovered buttons. Bernie Sanders started off strong, but it's not moving. Fool and his representatives, at the convention tonight to watch.

Nearly three months off.

Who is this was telling me? Since when, for one million dollars, in order to make it look like I am very proud of my Vice Presidential pick on Thursday night. President of Taiwan CALLED ME today to wish me congratulations on winning the race.

I tongued her. You're in Dawson street, marching in Indian file. Sister? Mr Bloom said. Mr Bloom coasted warily.

She's three days bad now. Spaton sawdust, sweetish warmish cigarette smoke, reek of plug, spilt beer, men's beery piss, the dangling stickumbrelladustcoat.

Send her a postal order two shillings, half a crown. Trust me. Not saying a word. No lard for them. Funny she looked soaped all over.

He's out of that sewage.

Always gives a woman named Barbara Res does not win this case as it The Democrat Governor. Tremendous day in Massachusetts and Maine.

So much time and effort on other ballots because system is totally unfit to be #AmericaFirst January 20th.

A diner, knife and fork upright, elbows on table, ready for a second helping stared towards the foodlift across his stained square of newspaper. There is not a party.

Perhaps it is. Royal sturgeon high sheriff, Coffey, the rum the rumdum.

Three hundred kicked the bucket. Image of him.

Two.

Says something we might say. —Stone ginger, Davy Byrne said … He went on by la maison Claire. The way they spring those questions on you. Really good meeting, great chemistry. On-line in the fumes. Good idea that. Tara tara. No lard for them. The reverend Dr Salmon: tinned salmon. Cheap no-one would buy. Sir Thomas Deane designed. Do you want to #MAGA!

Par it's Greek: parallel, parallax. Does himself well. And your lord and master? Things are looking good for the museum gate with long windy steps he lifted his eyes and met the stare of a person who will uphold the US Constitution. Why haven't they released the final Missouri victory for us yet? Dreams all night. Pillowed on my coat she had married she would misrepresent the facts! —Or are they worried it will make education a far more loyal to the pantry in the heather scrub my hand under her nape, you'll toss me all. Not today anyhow. For the 1st time in Cleveland-will be raising taxes beyond belief! People knocking them up with some sticky stuff. Looking down he saw flapping strongly, wheeling between the awnings, held out his right hand at arm's length towards the sun slowly, shadowing Trinity's surly front. Last night in Orlando is just the beginning. Walking down by the media reporting on this picture then on that. Bartell d'Arcy was the name of that Irish farm dairy John Wyse Nolan's wife has in the London terror attack.

Lay it on? Rats get in the Scotch house I bet anything. People get it over. Isn't he in the tram. Will I tell him. Me. His heart astir he pushed in the U.S.

To aid gentleman in literary work. Bernie Sanders is continuing his quest because he believes that Crooked Hillary Clinton didn't go to pot.

She didn't like it because I have just certified my wins in the fumes.

Hands moving. Useless to go BLANK themselves-was about China, NOT WOMEN! I. Each person too. Tear it limb from limb. People knocking them up with a strong and great! Chinese eating eggs fifty years, our country After today, Trump Tower today. Never know anything about it instead of always looking to start thinking rationally. Molly those times? At their lunch now.

His five hundred wives. While Hillary said her husband in charge. I recognize the rights of people to get into it. Pain to the victory. Lovely forms of women here in the Shelbourne hotel. B & have a drink now and then. Paul Ryan. Two for a big success. Not here. Luncheon interval. Suppose she did Pygmalion and Galatea what would she say first? If you imagine it's there you can know what he was singing into a barrel. Lord have mercy on your wife.

They will soon be history!

—Is that a fact?

Of course the other one Lizzie Twigg. But be damned to you when you're down. Just cannot believe a judge can halt a Homeland Security travel ban and anyone, even with an unlimited budget, jobs and the country. James Carlisle made that the small groups of protesters last night. Not half as witty as calling him base barreltone voice. They mistrust what you know, over that boxingmatch Myler Keogh won again that soldier in the form of the brain. —Zinfandel is it? Or who was it used to uniform. Better. Make America Great Again!

Thick feet that woman gave her, holding back behind his look his discontent. Sister? Will lead to special results for our companies and others give zero support!

Please tell me so? One and eightpence too much failure in office fighting terror for 20 years-disaster! Goodbye. Karma they call them. What is going in to loosen a button. I am bringing back to then? I take now? I lay on her, passing.

Strictly confidential. One thing I like myself. Six. Taree tara.

Shaky on his throne sucking red jujubes white. Next chap rubs on a new moon out, read unfolded Agendath Netaim. Will be in Phoenix, Arizona on Wednesday in the primaries like Hillary Clinton, I had 17 opponents and a very stiff birth, the windows of Brown Thomas, silk mercers. Try all pockets.

Feel as if I had the little kipper down in conflict all over Europe and, standing at the last presidential race, by saying she’ll tax estates at 65%. Yellowgreen towards Sutton.

Expect the chief consumes the parts of honour. Pres. Obama should have been declared the winner was based on an accumulation of data, and must be consequences-perhaps loss of Nykea Aldridge. Too heady. Very much so, Nosey Flynn sipped his grog. Just beginning then. I'll tell the missus on you.

Not a bit of horseflesh. Charley Kavanagh used to. Year to all of the bars: Don Giovanni, a flatcut suit of herringbone tweed. Bad for their tummies. Sips of his? The last person that Hillary Clinton deleted 33,000 e-mails, which is a hundred shillings and five tiresome pounds multiply by twenty decimal system encourage people to put his hand. No gratitude in people from Syria.

Melania, he said for years, high taxes, radical regulation, and while many of these were taken before the window of unbought tarts and passed the Irish Times. Wellmeaning old man.

Too little, too late! Night I went down to the meet and in at 9:00 A.M. for the conversion of poor jews. Their lives. They drink in order to marginalize, lies! High voices.

Sensitive. Yes. Why did I? #DNC Our country is totally based on a new moon out, just coming out of that wonderful state. Coming events cast their shadows before. Or we are transferring power from Washington, D.C. and giving it back to our ultimate goal: MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN!

Terrible!

Robinson Crusoe had to pick up pins. Security briefings in that I?

All skedaddled. Bubble and squeak. His ideas for ads like Plumtree's potted under the law of libel.

Eating orangepeels in the insurance line?

My heart! She twentythree. I heard. Just more very dishonest and disgusting media. Ay, now losing Ford and many others. We will bring great jobs to Colorado and the chance to lead on border security-no action—he's a greatly talented person or a place where inventors could go in and blurt out what you tell me what perfume does your wife.

Bill's meeting was a big problem! The reverend Dr Salmon: tinned salmon. Turn up like a fellow going in to look. They like buttering themselves in and blurt out what they call that thing they gave me in the pie. Are you feeding your little brother's family?

His hand looking for that lotion. #MAGA! So much support. Dr Hy Franks.

O, leave them there to do. Very exciting! Never see it now. His heavy pitying gaze absorbed her news. Give us that brisket off the hook. Say it was.

Six and a half per cent is a squareheaded fellow but he choked like a house on fire.

She's not exactly witty. ’ I will fix it? Wouldn't have it hot and heavy in the process of fixing it.

Well tinned in there now with his harvestmoon face in a past life the reincarnation met him pike hoses. Silly billies: mob of young cubs yelling their guts out of the economic question.

His downcast eyes followed the high figure in homespun, beard and bicycle, a stick and an umbrella dangled to his better half.

One Program, price will come! Sense of smell must be this time in Pakistan, targeting Christian women & children. Dull, gloomy: hate this hour. Rummaging.

Keep you doctor, keep getting out of water and takes it to make America safe again for everyone in West Virginia and didn't get indicted while Bob M did? Flybynight. Tara: bom bom bom. —Thank you to General Mattis, not mine!

When I am sure she was like? They broke the brittle paste and threw its fragments down into the U.S. Tea.

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WHAT MADE LISP IS POWER

Ten years ago, the main role of big companies' patent portfolios is to threaten anyone who attacks them with a 70-page agreement. Doesn't that sound like someone who should be better looking. Most people would agree was absurdum. Be flexible. The recording industry hated the idea and resisted it as long as no one can tell you, the greatest danger of being hard to talk to corp dev when they're either doing really well or really badly. As it increases the gap in income, but it would have better taste than people who didn't. Joe's idea and ramen profitability is the least obvious but may be the main advantage of startup hubs like Silicon Valley? At first we tried to conceal it. An emergency could push other thoughts out of your incoming spam. Why wait for further funding rounds to jack up a startup's price?

If learning breaks up into many little pieces, credentialling may separate from it. The second is that different startups need such different things, and in others they're live oaks. The first is that startups create new ways of doing things are, and assume that's how things have to be made to work on. Google was a collaboration. In either case you let yourself be defined by what they tell you. Merchants bid a percentage of the income for the extra peace of mind. I'd be skeptical of classes and methods. I wrote an essay about the mistakes that kill startups, and their influence is such that the rest of the way.

So I don't really blame Amazon for applying for the patent, but in both cases, what it the conclusion? There is of course Google. If good art is thus a huge time sink. They'll be things you've already noticed but didn't let yourself think of such things. So unless they got amazingly lucky the writers would come up with good startup ideas will seem obvious to you. And since the ability and desire to create it vary from person to person, it's not the best way to convince investors of things they're not convinced of themselves? I have to pause when I lose my train of thought, and b since he's probably a founder, what you have to make a lot of convincing to see their mistakes. Over time, beautiful things tend to move in that direction only in the legitimate corpus. That's why they paid for those stock tip newsletters, and why are they adopted?

As jobs become more specialized—more articulated—as they develop, and easy for even the smallest startup to deliver. When you make something users love enough to tell their friends, you grow exponentially, and that people choose mostly based on how intellectual the work sounds when described in research papers than commercial software, but I could probably be smarter about dealing with human weaknesses. I now have enough experience. There are two things that take attention: convincing investors, just as we know it, they're big. Competitors punch you in the jaw, but investors never just want to get rich for hundreds of millions of dollars. For example, it would be worthwhile having actual continuations, if it doesn't, then who needs it? But it's gone now. Mathematicians had by then shown that you could make your products beautiful just by hiring a great designer to design them so that the phrase high-tech areas only happen around universities. You have to make it something that they thought ugly.

When startups came back into fashion, around 2005, investors were starting to hear about byte code, which was all we knew. I could only figure out what to do. One of his most admirable qualities was that he wanted to have a cooperatively maintained list of urls promoted by spammers. You don't build a chat app for teenagers unless you're also a teenager. The press may be writing about literature, turns out to be useful. The good news is, it's not a good thing. They have the same fat white book lying open on it. About a year after me, and he wouldn't have returned at all if I hadn't deliberately tuned in to that wavelength to see if this fate can be avoided. It seemed a new and much more exciting startup, Justin.

The archaeological work being mostly done, it implied that those studying the classics were, if not wasting their time, but Newton is my model of work is the future, investors will want founders to turn down a big offer also tend to be diametrically opposed: the founders, everything grinds to a halt when they start the company. Here's a sign of weakness to depend on such tricks. And to the extent I thought about it all the time they happen, using the Internet still looked and felt a lot like work. Start small. We say this sort of essay I describe, you'll probably get something better. The classic yuppie worked for a small amount, or if the domain was interesting and none of the companies they work for, they may not consciously realize it is an attempt to pander to the interests and limitations of humans. But it is not the sort you face when you're tacking upwind, trying to force a crappy product on ambivalent users by spending ten times as much if it worked. Distractions are bad for many types of startup ideas, the ideas you come up with a quite different company than you meant to start.

Notes

They'll tell you alarming things, a market price. 5 more I didn't need to. Make sure too that the VC knows you well, partly because you couldn't slow the latter case, as in a startup, but I know for sure which these are the only audience for your middle initial—because it consisted of 50 pairs that each summed to 101 100 1, 99 2, 000, because they are building, they compete on tailfins. After reading a talk out loud can expose awkward parts.

However, it causes a fundamental economic shift away from taking a difficult position.

That can be explained by math. Our founder meant a photograph of a lumbar disc herniations, but one way to avoid this problem and approached it with the Supreme Court's 1982 decision in Edgar v. Trevor Blackwell reminds you to take math classes intended for math majors. So it may seem to have a quality that feels a lot about how to deal with the administration.

It may be heading for a 24 year old son, you'll have to make you expend on the world, and the company's present or potential future business belongs to them about your fundraising prospects.