Republicus
"Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door." The Statue of Liberty (P.S. Please be so kind as to enter through the proper channels and in an orderly fashion)
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Nice site. Keep up the good work.
Rolando
http://rolandoworld.blogspot.com/
Check out the Show, tell your friends about it, leave comments or email, listen together and argue about it.
Behind Closed Doors
EVERYBODY SAYS THIS STUFF; I JUST SAY IT OUT LOUD!
Thanks Rolando. Even though I highly doubt that you've ever read a word I said (deciding to pop in on a birthday card), and that you're more of a door-to-door salesman, I'll be by presently and see whatcha got.
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