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“Once my boots kiss the dirt, everything is behind me. My training is automatically triggered and I know one thing, I am a soldier. I live by a code of honor and will defend my country with every breath.”
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“Watching her walk away was nearly hypnotizing. Her body swayed side to side like a hypnotist’s pendant. When she was far away enough, she discretely looked back. She looked back to confirm she left me in a trance. A trance only a woman could leave a man in. With her nose to the sky she walked towards the corner of the room. She was beautiful, but she knew it.”
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I was watching music videos the other day. Had my feet up, enjoying the great feeling of paying off a nut-pinching loan. A video by Big Sean(?) came on and I saw that the name of his album is “Finally Famous.” Despite the album title being a bit of a stretch and far too soon, the word famous stuck.
I figured there’s a few ways to become to famous. Be rich and act clueless (apparently America loves that), play professional sports and dominate, get a high government position, get a lower key government position and get involved in some scandal (usually adultery or taking bribes), become a movie star, create an electronic device that the world acts like they can’t live without, sleep with someone important and release it to the media, become a serial killer, head mafia figure and elude the FBI for years. Ok, after thoroughly thinking it through, there are more ways that I first thought.
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I just had this steak & cheese wrap, which included lettuce, tomatoes, grilled green peppers, and extra cheese. It sounds good, and it was. However, 2 hours later I feel like I’ve just been introduced to drugs. The room is spinning, my throat is dry, I’m listless, and possibly drunk.
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