to the field. As I take my first step onto the field I can feel the dirt grinding against my metal cleats with every step I take. If I listen closely I can actually hear it‚ like two pieces of sand paper rubbing against each other‚ fighting one another. I take a moment to stop and just look around. The chalk line that closes in the right hand batter’s box has completely disappeared. The chalk is now a mixture with the dirt. Right in front of the pitcher’s mound there is an area of harder and darker
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differs. The motto of New London comes to mind when anyone starts to question the society: ’Trust in the Great Megaton‚ for the sake of society’. I’m walking home from my job as a newspaper article writer. I’m bringing home eggs‚ bread and milk. Another Friday. My wife Ashley is cooking her neighbourhood award winning casserole. My children are playing with their toy trucks and probably fighting over who gets to play with the big yellow cement truck.
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awayfromtheworldness‚ the small corner has a minute opening which looks never to have been explored. I feel lucky to have found it‚ feeling like the first to explore it. Pulling back one large branch‚ I open up to another world‚ completely hidden by the rocks and brush of the mountain. A tiny bubbling stream‚ maybe 7 feet wide emerges in front of me. Frozen at the edges‚ the slight rush of water underneath is like blood rushing
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In John Berger’s essay "Another Way of Telling‚" Berger argues that photographs contain a "third meaning." Berger claims that the third meaning is personal and relies almost completely on the individual viewer. As a result‚ no photograph can convey the same message to any two people and no two photographs can convey the same message to any one person. Here‚ the validity of Berger’s assumption crumbles. All photographs communicate one absolute truth. Berger states‚ "All subjectivity is treated
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Located across the street from Bellagio and around the corner from the Rio - home to the World Series of Poker - Caesars Palace is at the center of the Strip. It’s also at the center of the poker action in Las Vegas with it’s newly renovated poker room. The poker room at Caesars Palace has 30 tables to fulfill all of your poker needs‚ plus‚ it has a separate tournament poker room that has 30 more tables that are used exclusively for tournaments. In October‚ Caesars is going to host it’s first $10
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It reminded me of the universe in a way. Immensely vast‚ full of questions and curiosity. Almost hypnotizing the way the stars and planets were able to coordinate so beautifully with one another. And here I was‚ the astronaut. Solo missioning my way through the galaxies as people watched from their televisions at home‚ waiting to see what I would encounter. Little did they know I was just as nervous as them‚ nail-biting my way through every
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There was no visible light out. It was calm out tonight; mid night dew still fresh on my boots. The smell of fresh pine covered the bare spot of the forest I was now camped in. It was time to break camp; camping too long in one spot could give away my posion. I quickly put away the rest of the salted pork in my left leg pocket and mounted my gun on my right shoulder. I started to stand up‚ but very slowly as to not alert a fly. I finally reach mid standing (not quite standing‚ but not quite crouching
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Kaytlin Edwards Melted Knee Everything appeared to melt from the heat of the sweltering sun. I had fallen twice that day and every time I tried to get back up it was like a cloud of darkness was in my head and covering my eyes. Dribbling a ball up and down a court in 100 degree weather can cause a little bit of dizziness. Except the third time I fell‚ my head did not experience the darkness; my whole body did. It was as though someone let a cage of butterflies out in my stomach‚ but not the kind
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country music. As we arrive there are about one thousand people and their trucks because all the small towns in the area come just to watch the show. The air is normally filled with loud country music‚ barbeque‚ and family’s fellowshipping with one another. As my family sits around a portable table we play chicken foot and eat hamburgers anxiously waiting for the popping to begin. When the sun starts setting the noise starts fading because people know the fireworks are about to start. Since all the
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it. Written on the top of the note in big letters was “How to Open the Portal”. I pulled my attention away from the note long enough to see the bus leaving from the curb. I continued reading‚ the note listed directions on how to open a portal to another world. Intrigued‚ I started following the instructions. The first step was to go to the alleyway‚ which I already had. Next it said to go to the spot in the brick wall with the single white brick. I looked around for a few minutes and eventually
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