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cahgsu26 · Wysłany: Pon 17:15, 21 Mar 2011 Temat postu:

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Dirt Roads were environmentally friendly, you didn't hop in6) your car for a quart of milk you walked to the barn for your milk. For your mail, you walked to the mail box.
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3lpvv320 · Wysłany: Nie 11:46, 03 Kwi 2011 Temat postu:

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Tiger Woods will appear in China and South Korea to attend the first Nike "Make It Matter" Tour in April, said the Tour organizer on Thursday in China's south city of Shenzhen.
The Nike "Make It Matter" Tour is not a real competition but to illuminate the sport of golf in Asia among youth, golf fans and aspiring athletes alike -- all through the insights shared by Woods as it relates to golf, including athletic training, practicing, preparing for competition and product innovation.
The Tour will make its first stop at Mission Hills golf club in China's south city of Shenzhen form 11-12 April, which will be the second time for the club to host Woods. His inaugural visit 10 years ago was a landmark event for Chinese golf development, raising the game's profile both in China and around the world.
"We warmly welcome the return of Tiger Woods. Ten years ago, his visit was an important milestone for the golf community in China," Tenniel Chu, Vice Chairman of Mission Hills Golf Club, said on Thursday.

xeoa8022 · Wysłany: Nie 16:08, 03 Kwi 2011 Temat postu:

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ONE summer night a man stood on a low hill overlooking a wide expanse of forest and field. By the full moon hanging low in the west he knew what he might not have known otherwise: that it was near the hour of dawn. A light mist lay along the earth, partly veiling the lower features of the landscape, but above it the taller trees showed in well- defined masses against a clear sky. Two or three farmhouses were visible through the haze, but in none of them, naturally, was a light.
Nowhere, in- deed, was any sign or suggestion of life except the barking
of a distant dog, which, repeated with mechanical iteration, served
rather to accentuate than dispel the loneliness of the scene.
The man looked curiously about him on all sides, as one who among
familiar surroundings is unable to determine his exact place and part in
the scheme of things. It is so, perhaps, that we shall act when, risen
from the dead, we await the call to judgment.

cahgsu26 · Wysłany: Pią 20:47, 22 Kwi 2011 Temat postu:

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