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My grandmother was a maid and baby sitter, ... From the time she was a teenager until she was 85 read more
My grandmother was a maid and baby sitter, ... From the time she was a teenager until she was 85 years old, she was working for somebody. Both she and my mother took on whatever jobs they could. Anything to have an extra dime or quarter. They made tremendous sacrifices.
It's like a train wreck. They can't look away.
It's like a train wreck. They can't look away.
Only if, for some reason, the government falls, there is an election and the Liberals win, Mr. Graham presumably would read more
Only if, for some reason, the government falls, there is an election and the Liberals win, Mr. Graham presumably would lead them into an election should that be held.
We lost some key games last year that we shouldn't have. We got off to a great start and then read more
We lost some key games last year that we shouldn't have. We got off to a great start and then our hitting kind of fizzled out. We should be similar to last year, but with more experience.
They made adjustments at half-time and we didn't. Their press killed us, and our girls just looked like they were read more
They made adjustments at half-time and we didn't. Their press killed us, and our girls just looked like they were worn out.
In the evening of the first day my father conducted us to the public baths.
In the evening of the first day my father conducted us to the public baths.
It's embarrassing. We have to go out there and erase that from our memories. The only way to do that read more
It's embarrassing. We have to go out there and erase that from our memories. The only way to do that is to go out there and dominate this game.
The people of this city have lost a great warrior,
The people of this city have lost a great warrior,
When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That read more
When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children, even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.