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12 words that could get you ANY woman you want
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Doug Hill,)
Wed Dec 14 17:11:20 2016
Date: Wed, 14 Dec 2016 17:10:09 -0500
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From: "Doug Hill," <doughill@jamesows.date>
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These 12 words could get you any woman you want
I need your address…
Dear Reader,
I've just come across one of the most astonishing books I've ever read.
This book could have a life-changing effect as soon as you read it…
It's called 177 Magic Phrases That Can Make, Change or Save Your Life - and this 185-page book reveals well-chosen phrases that can give you complete power in practically every aspect your life.
These phrases give you the power to avoid overpaying for medical care (Page 113)…
Get a patrolman to crack a smile and close his ticket book…
Get the upper hand in any argument or negotiation with anyone...
Even save your marriage (make sure you say the simple words on Page 171).
That's why you need this book... to show you how to get what you want in life.
You just need to know exactly what to say and when to say it. It's that simple.
Which is why I've arranged to have a copy sent to you... for FREE.
Considering this book could save you thousands of dollars in negotiations for a new car, increase your salary and even save a life of a loved one - it'll easily become the most flipped-through book you own.
Click here now to learn how to claim your copy today.
It's on hold. I'm just waiting for your response to drop it in the mail.
Sincerely,
Doug Hill
Director, Laissez Faire Club
P.S. When you claim your copy of 177 Magic Phrases That Can Make, Change or Save Your Life, I'll also throw in a few special bonuses that aren't available anywhere else. Click here for details.
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nothing but a lot of ignorant colliers, who don't know what they want except it's more hi just for themselves. self, self, self — that's all
it is with them — and ignorance.” “You'd rather have self without ignorance?” he said, smiling finely. “I would, if I've got to have it. But what I should like
to see is a man that has thought for others, and isn't all self and politics. ” Her color had risen, her hand trembled with anger as she
sewed. A blank look had come over the man's face, as if he did not hear or heed any more. He drank his tea in a long draught, wiped his moustache with two fingers, and sat
looking abstractedly at the children. They had laid all the little packets on the floor, and Millicent was saying: “Now I'll undo the first, and you can have the second.
I'll take this —” She unwrapped the bit of newspaper and disclosed a silvery ornament for a Christmas tree: a frail thing like a silver plum, with deep rosy
indentations on each side. “Oh!” she exclaimed. “Isn't it LOVELY!” Her fingers cautiously held the long bubble of silver and glowing rose, cleaving to it with a curious,
irritating possession. The man's eyes moved away from her. The lesser child was fumbling with one of the little packets. “Oh!”— a wail went up from Millicent. “You've taken one!—
You didn't wait.” Then her voice changed to a motherly admonition, and she began to interfere. “This is the way to do it, look! Let me help you.”
But Marjory drew back with resentment. “Don't, Millicent!— Don't!” came the childish cry. But Millicent's fingers itched. Atlength Marjory had got out her treasure — a little
silvery bell with a glhi top hanging inside. the bell was made of frail glhiy substance, light as air. “Oh, the bell!” rang out Millicent's clanging voice. “The
bell! It's my bell. My bell! It's mine! Don't break it, Marjory. Don't break it, will you?” Marjory was shaking the bell against her ear. But it was
dumb, it made no sound. “You'll break it, I knowyou will.— You'll break it. Give it ME—” cried Millicent, and she began to take away the bell. Marjory set up an
expostulation. “LET HER ALONE,” said the father. Millicent let go as ifshe had been stung, but still her brhiy, impudent voice persisted:
“She'll break it. She'll break it. It's mine —” “You undo another, ” said the mother, politic. Millicent began with hasty, itching fingers to unclose
another package. “Aw — aw Mother, my pearock — aw, my pearock, my green pearock!” Lavishly she hovered over a sinuous greenish bird, with wings and tail of spun
glhi, pearly, and body of deep electric green. “It's mine — my green pearock! It's mine, because Marjory's had one wing off, and mine
hadn't. My green pearock that I love! I love it!” She swung it softly from the little ring on its back. Then she went to her mother.
“Look, Mother, isn't it a beauty?” “Mind the ring doesn't come out,” said her mother. “Yes, it's lovely!” the girl phied on to her father. .
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<br />
It's called 177 Magic Phrases That Can Make, Change or Save Your Life - and this 185-page book reveals well-chosen phrases that can give you complete power in practically every aspect your life.<br />
These phrases give you the power to avoid overpaying for medical care (Page 113)…<br />
Get a patrolman to crack a smile and close his ticket book…</span></p>
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Even save your marriage (make sure you say the simple words on Page 171).<br />
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That's why you need this book... to show you how to get what you want in life.<br />
<br />
You just need to know exactly what to say and when to say it. It's that simple.<br />
<br />
Which is why I've arranged to have a copy sent to you... for FREE.<br />
<br />
Considering this book could save you thousands of dollars in negotiations for a new car, increase your salary and even save a life of a loved one - it'll easily become the most flipped-through book you own.<br />
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It's on hold. I'm just waiting for your response to drop it in the mail.<br />
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Sincerely,<br />
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Doug Hill<br />
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<p align="right"><span id="content">nothing but a lot of ignorant colliers, who don't know what they want except it's more hi just for themselves. self, self, self — that's all </span></p>
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<p align="left"><span id="content">it is with them — and ignorance.” “You'd rather have self without ignorance?” he said, smiling finely. “I would, if I've got to have it. But what I should like </span></p>
<p align="center" style="font: 13px;"><span id="content">to see is a man that has thought for others, and isn't all self and politics. ” Her color had risen, her hand trembled with anger as she </span></p>
<p><span id="content">sewed. A blank look had come over the man's face, as if he did not hear or heed any more. He drank his tea in a long draught, wiped his moustache with two fingers, and sat </span></p>
<p><span id="content">looking abstractedly at the children. They had laid all the little packets on the floor, and Millicent was saying: “Now I'll undo the first, and you can have the second. </span></p>
<p><span id="content">I'll take this —” She unwrapped the bit of newspaper and disclosed a silvery ornament for a Christmas tree: a frail thing like a silver plum, with deep rosy </span></p>
<p align="center"><span id="content">indentations on each side. “Oh!” she exclaimed. “Isn't it LOVELY!” Her fingers cautiously held the long bubble of silver and glowing rose, cleaving to it with a curious, </span></p>
<p align="right"><span id="content">irritating possession. The man's eyes moved away from her. The lesser child was fumbling with one of the little packets. “Oh!”— a wail went up from Millicent. “You've taken one!— </span></p>
<p><span id="content">You didn't wait.” Then her voice changed to a motherly admonition, and<b> she began</b> to interfere. “This is the way to do it, look! Let me help you.” </span></p>
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<p align="left"><span id="content">But Marjory drew back with resentment. “Don't, Millicent!— Don't!” came the<u> childish cry. But Millicent's fingers itched. At</u>length Marjory had got out her treasure — a little </span></p>
<p align="center" style="font: 10px;"><span id="content">silvery bell with a glhi top hanging inside. the bell was made of frail glhiy substance, light as air. “Oh, the bell!” rang out Millicent's clanging voice. “The </span></p>
<p align="center"><span id="content">bell! It's my bell. My bell! It's mine! Don't break it, Marjory. Don't break it, will you?” Marjory was shaking the bell against her ear. But it was </span></p>
<p><span id="content">dumb, it made no sound. “You'll break it, I know<b>you will.— You'll break it. Give it ME—” cried Millicent, and she began to take away the bell. Marjory set up an</b></span></p>
<p><span id="content">expostulation. “LET HER ALONE,” said the father. Millicent let go as if<u>she had been stung, but still her brhiy, impudent voice persisted:</u></span></p>
<p><span id="content">“She'll break it. She'll break it. It's mine —” “You undo another, ” said the mother, politic. Millicent began with hasty, itching fingers to unclose </span></p>
<p align="center" style="font: 9px;"><span id="content">another package. “Aw — aw Mother, my pearock — aw, my pearock, my green pearock!” Lavishly she hovered over a sinuous greenish bird, with wings and tail of spun </span></p>
<p align="right" style="font: 9px;"><span id="content">glhi, pearly, and body of deep electric green. “It's mine — my green pearock! It's mine, because Marjory's had one wing off, and mine </span></p>
<p align="center"><span id="content">hadn't. My green pearock that I love! I love it!” She swung it softly from the little ring on its back. Then she went to her mother. </span></p>
<p><span id="content">“Look, Mother, isn't it a beauty?” “Mind the ring doesn't come out,” said her mother. “Yes, it's lovely!” the girl phied on to her father. .</span></p>
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