Leanna's basket was overturned and the ground looked torn up as if a struggle had taken place.Moving to the front door, he listened but heard nothing....He slowly opened the door and looked into the front parlor. Empty. The house had that deserted feel to it. He was positive no one was in the house. Moving quickly, he went through the dining area to the kitchen.Once in the kitchen, he carefully looked out the windows towards the dairy barn. Even the cows were gone - in the pasture. The two horses. The Captain was a villainous looking fellow with long greasy black hair and a full black beard, far more the image of a pirate than Abu Qadir. He looked me up and down suspiciously as he sat at a table in his saloon drinking a bottle of wine. ‘So you want to sign on with us boy,’ he said in the same thick Sicilian dialect as his crewmen. ‘Yes Sir, I wish to work my passage to any European port,’ I replied. ‘So what brings you to Algiers?’ he said narrowing his eyes and looking at me closely. I. Habia 4 personas esperando el ascensor 3 hombres y una mujer que s?lo conocia de vista. El maldito elevador no bajaba, la espera era larga y yo estaba desesperado y a la vez nervioso de estar a unos momentos de ver a un conocido por primera vez siendo yo mujer. Dirigi mi vista hacia el tablero del elevador y vi que por fin estaba en el segundo piso, al bajar la vista, me di cuenta que uno de los hombres que estaban a mi alrededor no me quitaba la mirada de mi pecho, mientras otro hacia lo. When you give someone something for nothing, you rob them of their dignity and self-worth.Capitalism is freely giving your money in exchange for something of value.Socialism is taking your money against your will and shoving something down your throat that you never asked for.I’ve decided I can’t be politically correct anymore. (I never was, actually)This one is compliments of John A.Heavens to Murgatroyd!Would you believe the email spell checker did not recognize the word murgatroyd? Lost.