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GreedAltair smiles down at the three golden coins in his hand. It had been a long time since he even saw this much money. He peers out of his hiding place at all the people hurrying around in the market place; it would be easy to get out of the market unnoticed. After all, who would notice a small, homeless boy when they have chores to finish before sundown?Greed
Getting up he tucks the coins deep into his pickets and head out, keeping his head bowed and weaving through the crowd. When he glanced up briefly he caught the glimpse of a blue purse strapped to the back of a white robed mans belt. Without thinking Altair starts following
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"Now a snowmobile, I should perhaps explain, is a rocket ship designed by Satan to run on snow."
-Bill Bryson, Notes from a Big Country.
"I disagree with what you have to say but will fight to the death to protect your right to say it."
-Voltaire.
If you speak English, even better.
Because your screen name is awesome.
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Watson: Wear a jacket.
Holmes: You wear a jacket.
And yes, I speak English, though when it comes to talk (or write)I'm sort of a lurking wallflower
(... better late than never ...)
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