Art Brown Audiobook Demo
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art brown. This is from american trash by Andy Roush. There are too many guys packed inside, reverend Sammy's run down trailer and it smells like a mixture of stale farts, body odor and cigar smoke. There's new blood here today. I know the kids ****** from the get go. I don't know how I know, but I do. The kid Travis's young, probably 20 or so, two blonde and too eager. All he wants is a job at the carnival. But I know reverend Sammy is going to make us kill the poor dumb *******. I look over at my best friend, cutter and he looks back and and that half second exchange of glances. I know we're on the same page. Travis is sitting at the table looking across it, Sammy. The kid's eyes are wide and excited. Sammy's eyes are dark and flat like a creature of the night that's waiting to kill you and pick the meat off your bones. I know Sammy well and yet looking at him now, I'm scared. I wonder if Travis is scared or if he even has an inkling that he should be scared. This is from the big old bike by Rachel clark. Hey, bug eyes, you thought you could hide your ugly bike, huh, Brent walked up to Oliver and Austin's table. The boy sneered as he crossed his arms. You can't hide a piece of junk, that hideous Oliver side looking up. It's not a piece of junk or hideous Brent honk with laughter, slapping his leg. Seriously, I think that's the first bike ever invented. It's so old brunch buddies joined him, all three staring. It might be old, but it's a good bike. It's fast, Oliver said quickly. He looked away, taking a bite of his turkey sandwich. Yeah, it's faster than any new bike out there. Austin chimed in. Oh really? Prince eyebrows raised. Want to prove it. Bug eyes! This is from Honey and Leonard by Mark paul smith. She made it through the crowd in the yellow tape and halfway up her front steps before a burly detective in a brown suit grabbed her with both arms. Oh no, you don't lady. This is a crime scene. You can't just come charging in here. But this is my house! She cried as she realized the futility of her struggle. The detective released her from his bear hug and held her by one wrist so he could get a better look at her. Is that you mrs Walde rub? He asked. Yes, it's me. You know, it's me Davey. You delivered my newspapers for 10 years now, let go of me. She wriggled out of his grasp. What's happened to my Leonard? He's going to be fine. The medics are with him now. I'll take you to him if you promise to stay with me and not rush in like you own the place. I do own the place. A bad choice of words on my part. It is a working crime scene at the moment. I'm still davey, but you'd better call me Detective Perkins for now I'm in charge of the investigation. This is from birth of the white man by Jameel erin. Birth of a Nation 1776- 1867. The original United States Naturalization Law of March 26 17 90. I statute one oh three provided the first rules to be followed by the United States and the granting of national citizenship. This law limited naturalization to immigrants who were free white persons of good character. It thus excluded american indians, indentured servants, slaves, free blacks and later asians. It also provided for citizenship for the Children of U. S. Citizens born abroad stating that such Children quote shall be considered as natural born citizens. End quote. The only U. S. Statute ever to use the term. This is from through the looking glass by lewis carroll, the walrus and the carpenter walked on a mile or so, and then they rested on a rock conveniently low, and all the little oysters stood and waited in a row. The time has come, the walrus said to talk of many things of shoes and ships and sealing wax of cabbages and kings, and why the sea is boiling hot and whether pigs have wings, but wait a bit. The oysters cried Before we have our chat for some of us are out of breath and all of us are fat. No harry! Said the Carpenter. They thanked him much for that. A woeful bread. The walrus said is what we chiefly need. Pepper and vinegar, besides, are very good indeed. Now, if you're ready oysters dear, we can begin to feed.