Casey Bassett- Audiobook Demo Reel- narrator, warm, masculine, conversational, articulate, dark, brooding, deep, storyteller
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North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM) North American (US Midwest- Chicago, Great Lakes)Transcript
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Casey Bassett out of your book Demo War Veteran by Philip K. ****. But I was out there with my D squad. You probably remember the day we set off our network, rigged all the way from Sorry, one of the soldiers, said Bagley. We don't go back that far. That must have been before our time. Sure, the old man agreed eagerly. We held him off until there wasn't Maurin. A couple of us left. And then they came in like vultures and what they found. Sorry, Pop. The soldiers had got lively up, collected their lunches and we're moving toward the bench of girls. We'll see you some other time. The old man turned and hobbled furiously back to his own bench, disappointed, muttering under his breath and spitting in the wet bushes. He tried to make himself comfortable, but the sun irritated him, and the noises of people and cars made him sick for their own cause. The 27th United States colored troops by Kelly D. Mazurek in the summer of 18 64 as Stewart in the 27th U. S. C. T, settled into the Petersburg trenches. The tone of his letters changed from reports about his new surroundings and experiences to concern for his family and friends. With death all around him, Stewart became painfully aware that he might never see his loved ones at home again. In a July 18 64 letter, Stewart told Amelia, Dear Wife, I will send you a song to which used to sing at home x x x. He then wrote out the lyrics. A song sometime. I think I will get home for the people of God and by my father's side. Sit down for the people of God. Oh, there is arrest. Oh, there is arrest. Oh, there is a rest for the people of God. The loyal husband, father and soldier survived the horrific events of the Battle of the Crater on July 30th but reached his final rest six weeks later. Case Jack to the Inside Straight. A Detective flood mystery by Len Garroway. Chucky, She's is cheating Flood. I know he is. Nurse Carol's beefy cheeks were aflame with the indignation of a poker player on a losing streak. What do you say that he's been winning big at top table almost every week since forever We were talking about Dante Esposito's biggest poker game, one of the select few run out of his upscale cabin. Talk to back in the hills above Salt in Massachusetts. Dante and moved up from Atlantic City five years ago after retiring from casino work as a social service to the town's amateur plungers. He started a small stakes game, did the dealing and raked in enough to cover the cards, beer and subs all done well below the laws radar. Soon, players from other hill towns heard about the game and wanted action. Dante ordered a few more tables in cases of chips, action being what it is and poker playing classes being the same before Long Walla Top Table were the 50 cent bet morphed into a double sawbuck. There, a good or bad night might be measured in the thousands of dollars. Random tales. Assorted short stories By Don Miss Nzo I'm an interesting way to put it, but I think I understand exactly what you're saying. You want the best hands on the piano. You want to match that great technique that you already have with the missing ingredient to set you apart? Is that right? Desmond Again, Desmond could Onley stupidly, not his head. It will come to you, Desmond. You'll have the best hands. Of course, you will pay a small price now and a larger price over time. It's like buying a house, a down payment now and gradual payment of the larger price over time. But I don't have any money. Desmond was able to blurt out. Lou laughed at this, and I don't need money. The price will be automatically exacted over time. In fact, you will not see me or need to pay in person. It's that easy. All you have to do is say that you agree. Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? By Philip K. ****. Funny, he thought, Even though I know rationally, it's faked the sound of a false animal burning out its drive, train and power supply ties my stomach in knots. I wish he thought painfully, that I could get another job for company. He clicked on the trucks radio and tuned for buster friendlies. Odd show which, like the TV version, continue 23 unbroken warm hours a day. Glad to have you on the show again, Buster Friendly was saying, Let's see Amanda. It spent two whole days since we visited with you starting on any new pics, dear. Well, I was going to do a pic yesterday, but Avella devoted me to start at 77 AM Buster, friendly. Broken yes, that the right Busta at about 7 a.m. And if I'm going up on the side of a mountain, I want a couple of bottles of Budweiser beer Along the studio, audience laughed and his adore heard sprinkling of handclaps. A review, my carefully documented expose from up there, that expose coming exactly 10 hours from now. And me, too, darling, Amanda gushed. Take me with you. I go along and then when they troll rocket us, I protect you again. The audience howled and John is a door felt baffled. An impotent rage seep up into the back of his neck. Why did Buster Friendly always trip away at Mercer is, um