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I’m really not good at being glamorous.

by blainwebdesign on 1. Februar 2014 No comments

Now, mustering the spare poles from below, and selecting one of hickory, with the bark still investing it, Ahab fitted the end to the socket of the iron. A coil of new tow-line was then unwound, and some fathoms of it taken to the windlass, and stretched to a great tension. Pressing his foot upon it, till the rope hummed like a harp-string, then eagerly bending over it, and seeing no strandings, Ahab exclaimed, „Good! and now for the seizings.

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blainwebdesignI’m really not good at being glamorous.

But then, birds just fly high

by blainwebdesign on 14. November 2013 No comments

The artilleryman agreed with me that the house was no place to stay in. He proposed, he said, to make his way Londonward, and thence rejoin his battery–No. 12, of the Horse Artillery. My plan was to return at once to Leatherhead

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blainwebdesignBut then, birds just fly high