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I cried to my mother today, the moment my voice shook she asked me what happened and I couldnt control the stinging feeling in my eyes. Tears rushed...

I was absolutely sure that I overslept, did not hear the alarm, which is highly unusual, but then how come the microwave was beeping? Or the...

It became his intention to splurge through the history books, driving arch capitalists and yuppies, islamic extremists, tyrant worshippers and...