Audiobook narration

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Description

several short clips of different audiobook narrations:

instructional, educational, dramatic, professional, southern/country accent

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General) North American (South West - Texas) North American (US General American - GenAM) North American (US Western)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
I got home at dusk and saw the shoebox on the steps of my Airstream. It wasn't there. When I left, the hackles went up on my neck. I didn't even know I had hackles, but there they were, standing in front of the storm drain, a stream of runoff pressing against my boots. I felt as if a double barreled shotgun was pointed at my head. My chest was tight. My heart beat violently. I was first in line at the cab stand outside the Hilton Hotel in downtown Denver when a nervous man in his thirties hopped into the back seat of my taxi. I was immediately annoyed because this man hadn't come out of the hotel. He was what I call a pedestrian. It is almost impossible to find someone who is not interested in making more money than they already have. One of the best ways to earn more money is by making investments. Ice rattled off the side of the glass from the shaking of his hand. No matter how hard he tried. He just could not stop the shaking advantages of passive income. A word of caution is warranted here. The idea of being your own person free from the encumbrances of a boss dictating your every move can be quite appealing. It is one of the biggest draws for most people seeking a passive income. Understanding the concept of safety, culture, safety. Culture is a term in much used today in the safety community, so the first thing we're going to talk about his memory. But before we get into how you can improve your memory, let's take a look at some popular myths about human memory. The coldest I have ever been was a beautiful, sunny 70 degrees September day on the beach in New Jersey.