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Kering Women in Motion Official makan malam, majlis makan malam at the Cannes Film Festival - May 13, 2018
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kering women in motion official makan malam, majlis makan malam
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Evening came. After makan malam, majlis makan malam Dale had sent everyone to their dorms. Beth had watched her parents pack their bags and cried when they wouldn’t explain where they were going.
“Don’t leave me here, mommy!” she begged, while tears rolled down her face. She grabbed her mother’s arm, trying to prevent her from going.
Mr. Parker grabbed her arm and pushed her on the floor. Started she looked up at her father who looked down at her with eyes so cold Beth felt her body freeze inside.
Mr. Parker turned around and helped Mrs. Parker with the luggage.
During makan malam, majlis makan malam Beth had desperately searched...
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How am I making myself clear
How can I make anda disappear
Keep bitching around my head
Claiming anda can’t forget
Then anda go to my friends
Begging them to speak in your defense
But anda can’t bring me down
‘Cause I know what you’re all about

So, anda can stop the charade
You can stop the Masquerade
Your true Warna are shining through
And I can tell anda it ain’t the best vision of you
You can stop making a scene
You can go and leave me be
Your heart’s rotten to the core
But anda won’t be breaking mine no more


I know exactly what anda need
But there’s no point in trying to make anda see
You’d rather...
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I’m quiet on the outside
An all-wrecking, raging storm on the inside
I can’t speak,
Because I fear I can only produce inhuman cries
But my inner screams overwhelm any external sound
I don't blame anda for not seeing behind my hollow eyes
I don't blame anda for not hearing anything but silence
And I don't blame anda for not feeling my hati, tengah-tengah breaking in my chest, over and over again
But I wish anda would just hold me, and tell me I'll be okay. That somehow, this all-consuming pain is not going to kill me. That I will come out of this, stronger.
I wish I could distance myself from this destruction,
But I belong in the center of the hurricane
Because I need this pain, like I need oxygen
So, let my ravel in my agony,
Without it I am nothing
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The FBI was checking the security footage to see what happened to agent Parker, when Ryan’s phone rang. He quickly picked up without checking the number, praying it would be either Claire atau Debra.
“Ryan Hardy” he berkata tensed.
“Hello, Ryan” Claire answered with a slightly trembling voice.
“Claire!” Ryan exclaimed with a bit of relief in his voice. Mike signaled with his hands and Ryan put the phone on speaker. “Claire, can anda tell me where anda are? Is Joe with you?”
“I need to read something to anda and anda need to listen” Claire said, looking at Joe, who smiled encouragingly....
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The titles of my chapters are titles of songs. They are very carefully chosen.

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The first chapter is basically the season 1 finale rewritten. Everything after that is my doing.


“Any last words, agent?” Alex asked with a voice of which the malicious pleasure just dripped of. Debra looked up at him, her eyes wide in terror.
“You don’t have to do this” she begged. “You don’t have to do this”
“I know I don’t ” Alex replied careless. “Take small breaths” he advised before getting up. As Debra cried and screamed for help, he and his partner closed the coffin and buried...
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Simon had no sense of time, but if he could trust his stomach it was long past lunch time. It had been painfully rattling for the last couple of hours, but he knew that if he’d complain Agnes would return and not to feed him.
He had been tossing and turning all night, unable to find a comfortable position to sleep. He probably wasn’t the only one, he imagined. Now that Debra was gone someone had to fulfill Dale’s sexual needs.
Poor Beth, Simon thought, she must feel so abandoned and betrayed.
Though he didn’t hear the door open, he did see how a dim light spread itself throughout the basement....
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It was half past five in the morning. Mr. and Mrs. Parker woke up difficult. They were surprised they had even been able to sleep at all. The bangsal wasn’t exactly the most comfortable place to spend your night.
“Do anda think Beth spent the night with Dale already?” Mr. Parker wondered out loud.
“After the way anda treated her there’s no way Dale could’ve moved past the need to comfort her” Mrs. Parker snapped hostile.
“Well, anda won’t exactly win the award for Mother of the tahun either with your performance from the last couple of days” Mr. Parker fired back angry.
Mrs. Parker...
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