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New Braunfels Herald Zeitung (Newspaper) - September 14, 1995, New Braunfels, Texas THURSDAYCougars brace for Pflugerville'sair attack. See Sports, Page 6. SO CENTS New Braunfels Herald -I 410 S f) iii cr e t ^ ^ <} / ^'2/99 j q ^«E.bI NICR(|Fmis *- *■£>*7 E YANDELL DR EL. PASO, TX 7990:=:- 12 Pages in one section ■ Thursday, Sept. 14, 1995 Serving Comal County for more than 143 years ■ Home of ROBERT KEOGHAN Vol. 143, No. 219Inside Editorial...........................................4 Sports..............................................6 Comics............................................9 Market Place...........................10-12 Stammtisch Birthday wishes from the Herald-Zeitung! The New Braunfels Herald-Zeitung extends birthday wishes to: Hilda Rust, Cruz V. Gomez Sr., Mike Kivlin, Robert Keoghan and Gabriella Rodriguez. River and aquifer information Comal River -246 cubic-feet-per-sec., down 4. Edwards Aquifer —624.35 feet above sea level, same. Guadalupe River — 110 cf.s. Grand jury indicts Kahlig A grand jury indicted former city council candidate Gary Kahlig yesterday on four counts, said Bill Reimer, Comal County District Attorney. "He was indicted on four separate counts," Reimer said: i arson — burning a structure in corporate limits, ■ burning in an open field, ■ burning with property blowing into another area, ■ criminal mischief — destroying a recording device worth almost $2,000 owned by a local car dealership. Kahlig's court date will be set at a later time, Reimer said. Health Fair set for Friday The Comal County Senior Citizens Center is sponsoring a Health Fair Friday, Sept. 15 from 9 a m. to 2 p.m. at 655 Landa St The fair will provide information, literature, discount! coupons, blood pressure* checks, demonstrations andl several health screenings.. Lunch will be served at 11 45* am, with a menu of soup andl sandwich, dessert, etc. Constable files salary grievance By DENISE DZIUK Staff WriterTrade Show a hit Herald-Zeitung photo by MICHAEL DARNALL More than 1,000 people turned out for the Greater New Braunfels Chamber of Commerce Business Trade Show yesterday. Esther Boamet won the grand prize, a trip for two to Las Vegas provided by Ascot Travel.Kennady nominated to lead state Republican women's group By SUSAN FLYNT ENGLAND Staff Writer New Braunfels may just be the home of the next vice president — the first vice president of the Texas Federation of Republican Women (TFRW). Councilwoman Jan Kennady was nominated for the position this year. TFRW members will elect their new slate of officers at their state convention in early November. A professional registered parliamentarian, Kennady was elected TFRW vice president for bylaws two years ago. "I approved every set of bylaws in Texas," she said. "That's 178 clubs — I set a record for the number of bylaws approved." Kennady's penchant for hard work led to her credentials as an expert on parliamentary procedure. Her interest got her started. "I love that sort of thing," Kennady said. "I just naturally gravitated toward it." Kennady knows every page of "Roberts' Rules of Order," the standard used by all kinds of legislative bodies. She began by taking lessons in San Antonio. "I took the test in Tampa, Fla., to become a registered parliamentarian," Kennady said. "It's a 46-hour test." Passing another test tacked "professional" onto Kennady's title. "Professional registered parliamentarian is as high as you can go," she said. Kennady can be hired by conventions and other lawmaking groups as a parliamentary expert. She hopes to do more consulting in the future, tying together travel for work and for pleasure, she said. Kennady, Donna Bruns and Jean Hams head to Albuquerque, N M., today as delegates to the National Federation of Republican Women's Convention Republican presidential candidates will square off in a debate before some 2,000 NFRW delegates, Kennady said. "The NFRW is the oldest and largest political women's organization with 115,(XX) members in the U.S. states and territories," Kennady said. The constable for Precinct 3 is going before the salary grievance committee to ask that he be given the same raise the other three constables were given this year, instead of being the only constable not to get a raise in pay. Constable Jim Hanley said he believes he is a good law enforcement officer and should not be treated differently than the others. He said he serves three county commissioners and he does not feel that is appropriate. "What they're trying to do is make me work for three masters and they're all pulling on the purse strings. No one should have to work for three masters, not even a good cop," said Hanley. County Judge Carter Casteel said it is not unusual for constables to serve several commissioners. She said that only the constable in precinct I serves one commissioner. Casteel said she would consider working with three commissioners a benefit because it provides more contact with the court. The county budget was approved by commissioners court on August 24. In that budget, constables for precincts 1,2, and 4 received a $3,(XX) raise, increasing their pay from $ 12,(XX) to $ 15,(XX). Hanley was the only constable not to receive a pay raise. He said he is simply asking for the same raise the other three were given. "I intend to go in there (Thursday) evening and make a short presentation and then open it up to anyone who wants to speak. It will be a polished presentation and I won't sling one mud shot until one is slung at me," Hanley said. Casteel said there is no doubt in her mind that Hanley is a sincere person, and also good at his job. She said the decision not to give him a raise was based on two factors. She said Hanley made a blanket statement during the budget process saying he was satisfied with his pay. "More importantly, though, he has had a running argument with commissioners court about taking part in the hot check pro- clt will be a polished presentation and I won't sling one mud shot until one is slung at me.' — Constable Jim Hanley gram," said Casteel. She said the program is very important to the county because it recovers funds that might otherwise be lost. She said it creates revenue for businesses and the county. Hanley has refused to take part in the program and serve the warrants. It was these two issues that were considered when discussing his pay, said Casteel. Casteel said the salary grievance committee is mandated by law, and it is a way for elected officials to air complaints about their salary. Casteel said that after the budget is passed, a letter stating the salary is sent by registered mail to the elected official. The official then has five days to request a hearing, and a hearing must be held within IO days of the request. Casteel said the committee is made up of nine members of the public chosen from the grand jury pool in January. The county judge acts as the chair of the committee, but does not vote. The official is then allowed to present the complaint, and there are no formal rules to follow. "It's really your hearing, and it's your chance to tell your grievance to nine unbiased members of the public," she said. The committee then votes on whether to grant the request, lf the vote is nine to zero in favor of the change, it passes, and the budget is adjusted. If there are less than six in favor of the request, it is denied, lf them arc more than six in favor, but it is not unanimous, it goes to commissioners Court for consideration, said Casteel. She said she has been the judge during five budget processes, and there have only been three hearings. She said the hearings are not common, but they do occur. Hanley's hearing is scheduled for Thursday at 6:30 p.m. in the commissioners courtroom. Keeping Kids In School Sesquicentennial Hispanic Exhibit on tap The New Braunfels Sesquicentennial Hispanic Exhibit will be at Our Lady of Perpetual Help Church Hall, 138 W. Austin, Saturday, Sept. 16 from 10 a m. to 10 p m Live entertainment, mariachi music, folkloric dancers, Hispanic displays, plenty of delicious Mexican food and more will be offered. Class of 1943 to meet NBHS Class of 1943 will meet at Clear Spring Restaurant Sept 16 at noon For more information, call Rudy at 625-5352 River cleanup needs volunteers The fifth annual Lower Guadalupe River Cleanup, organized by Friends For Rivers, will take place Saturday, Sept. 16. Registration starts at 9 a.m. at Whitewater Sports on Hwy. 306 in Canyon Lake and at Rockin R' River Rides on Loop 337 in New Braunfels. Call 1-800-55FLOAT for information The winning numbers Lotto Texas2,11,12,13, 39,40 Est $10 million jackpot -TEXAS- lotterv Comal Leadership Institute keeps students from falling through the cracks By MELANIE GERIK Staff Writer Earl Taylor dropped out of high school at age 16, almost 30 years ago. He soon joined the army, and served in Vietnam. After receiving his general education development certificate, serving in the army and receiving his bachelor's degree, Taylor served as a fulltime pastor in the Waco and New Braunfels areas for seven years. But this fall, Taylor said his church ministry "evolved" into a more hands-on one. Now he is a teacher at the Comal Leadership Institute, which opened Monday. "My ministry is making sure these kids don't fall through the cracks," Taylor said. "They need to see that they can succeed ... They're not stupid, some of them have just had a hard time. I really relate to that." Taylor, along with four other teachers, is teaching potential high school dropouts and high school and middle school students with behavioral problems at the institute, the Comal Independent School District's new alternative educational school on Interstate 35, a few doors down from K-Mart. Chad Hall, principal of the institute, said he wants to "fill the gap" for students who are nearing graduation, but do not have enough credits to complete school. Five high school seniors who are a few credits short of receiving their diplomas were recruited to start the program, said Bee Morgan, counselor at the institute. Since Monday, eight other students have been placed at the school, four because of discipline problems. Hall said the institute is a bit different from the distnct's former transitional school, which only taught students with discipline problems. Instead, Hall called the institute a "hybrid" — serving both those with behavior problems and those in danger of dropping out. Amanda Wentworth, a fifth-year senior, said she was enrolled in the district's GED classes when administrators called her to be a part of the institute's inaugural class. Wentworth, who wants to go to college to become a teacher, said she wanted to receive a diploma instead of a GED certificate, hut she did not want to return to regular class. "I missed the whole second semester last year because I just didn't want to go to school," she said. I he high school students attend classes from 7:30 a m. to 11:30 a m. Two middle school students currently attend classes from 11:30 a m. to 3:30 p.m. The school has the capacity to serve 30 high school and 30 middle school students. Morgan said nine additional high school students have turned in applications to attend the institute. Morgan said the institute provides an opportunity for students to work at their own pace, iii their own ways. When students first am vc at the school, they are given a learning skills inventory to determine the best learning environment, Taylor said. Morgan added that the smallness of the institute provides more opportunity for one-on-one instruction. "A lot of kids ... can't sit in school all day," Morgan said. "High schools arc so big nowadays that some students can't function." Students earn credits, each equal to a full-year class, on computers and self-paced written programs, along with the help of two regular, two special education and one vocational teacher. Hall said students work on "their timetable, not ours." Students could come in and earn credits in a matter of a few weeks, or stay as long as 12 weeks. Those completing their high school credits at the institute have the opportunity to march in commencement ceremonies in the spring at their original high schools, Hall said. Hall said he wants the students to feel at home at the school, and wants to steer away from the stigma of the label of alternative education He also ordered new furniture for the four classrooms and administrative offices. "We don't want kids to think it's a prison because it's not," Hall said. Each student is required to receive three hours of career or behavioral counseling each week, depending on individual needs, Hall said. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, adults more than 21 years old who did not graduate from high school can work on earning credits from 5 p.m. to 7 p.m. People earning a GED certificicate can attend classes from 7 p.m. to 9 p.m. Hall said that no matter how much the teachers and staff help, the desire to succeed must come from the students. "We'll show 'em and point the way, but we can't do it for 'em," Hall said. Herald Zeitunq photo by MICHAEL DARNALL Derek Campos works on a problem at the Comal Leadership Institute. The alternative school is located in the K-Mart shopping center. ;
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Elwood Blues - 1060 West Addison, Chicago, IL
Elwood Blues - 1060 West Addison, Chicago, IL
This is pt. 2 of an extremely disturbing draft recap of our draft.
The Blues front office is crumbling before his eyes. Rubio was in the middle of a tough decision, do you try and pay attention to whatever is going on or do you watch old episodes of Popeye and wait for your name to be called?
It takes a specific kind of intelligence to break down a baseball player. You have to go beyond what the player looks like when he swings a bat or fields a batted ball. You have to comb through more than just batting average and HR's and RBI's. You have to dig past the superficial and reach into a deeper set of metrics to fully analyze what a player is worth. It's what all the great fantasy team GM's do nowadays.
Rubio doesn't have that intelligence. He graduated from a liberal arts college strictly on a whim. Attendance was optional (as were the hacky sack circles and the weed parties) and students were graded with colors. Rubio got all greens, and when asked what that means exactly he offers up a fairly interesting point on it.
"Fuck if I know. I got a degree ain't I?"
And with that butchering of the English language Rubio reflects on what has brought him to this point.
The year was 2006, shortly after his favorite team, the Cubs, had completely ass planted and shit all over themselves and before his other favorite team, the Bulls, would be good enough to be taken seriously. It was his 6th year as a Fantasy GM. Through some miracle he has racked up 4 chips in that span, finishing near the top of 12 team leagues with consistency.
He seemed poised to take it again in 2006, but all that was about to change thanks to one douchebag with a plan.
The darkest secret of fantasy baseball began sometime in 1990 with uber nerd Mike Sweeny. Sweeny had an idea, a plan as it were. Looking at his last name and figuring it needed an extra e, he initiated the Sweeney plan. The premise, punt HR's and RBI's. Punt K's and W's. Get a shit ton of relievers and rabbits that steal bases and win the damn league.
Rubio didn't know about the Sweeney plan. In the 2006 draft though, he notices something strange about one team.
"They were called the dickbags from what I remember. The asshole dickbags."
With the 7th overall pick the dickbags select Juan Pierre. Granted, Pierre was a thorn in Rubio's side ever since 2003, but the selection strikes him as odd. As does the selection of Ryan Freel and Rafael Furcal. Rubio realizes what's going on too late and goes the opposite way.
It is because of this Rubio selects a hulking slugger from Cincinnati and a love affair begins.
Adam Dunn is a player who's offensive contributions are basic and whose deficiencies are somewhat overblown in his opinion. There are three outcomes with Adam Dunn. He either strikes out, walks or hits a homerun.
Adam Dunn becomes the centerpiece of a home run style fantasy team. Cut in the mold of Jim Thome (also on this team) he is Rubio's favorite player by season's end.
He doesn't win the league, the Sweeney Plan, a cheap bastardization of fantasy baseball, wins out and the owner is kicked from the league. When Rubio recalls that year there is a mix of rage and pleasure blended into a delicious ragesure smoothie of baseball emotions.
But it was also the start of another strategy for him, the fuck you I'm getting HR's and K's strategy. HR's all around the IF and a mix of HR's and SB's in the outfield is the ideal setup.
His target board at all the infield positions in 2011 are C-Carlos Santana, 1B-Joey Votto, 2B-Robinson Cano, SS-Troy Tulowitzki, 3B-Ryan Zimmerman.
Tulo is the highest on the list and the only one that matters at this point. He needs his precious HR's at the SS position. Hanley Ramirez won't fall to him there and Derek Jeter can suck a dick. He's the reason Alex Rodriguez doesn't play SS anymore, thinning out the talent there even more.
"If only that overrated piece of shit Jetes would move over to fucking 3B where his old decrepit ass belongs."
Rubio hates Jeter. He is the antithesis of everything he believes in.
"Well, I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman's back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber, good scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing Astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days. And I believe that Derek Jeter is an overrated assbag who needs to be shot."
No one bothers to tell him that this is a Bull Durham quote. Well, most of it.
Weeks of research has boiled down to a few hours of actual "work" where the goal is an imaginary trophy that brings neither money nor glory, only bragging rights.
His Top Ten targets are set. He figures to get Troy Tulowitzki with the seventh overall pick, then Votto at 14. People will overvalue OFers in this draft, and Votto is only a tier below Pujols at this point. He can see his infield filling out. In his mind he has Tulo Votto Uggla and Zimmerman and his precious 140-170 HR's on the IF.
Evanston has the first pick and they will likely take Pujols. Area 51 should take Hanley and after that it's open to debate.
Logan Square will be unlikely to know what to do with the de facto rd. 1 Cardinal off the board, so he expects some wackiness.
No one can prepare him for what is about to happen after 3 though.
At 3 p.m. CST the draft begins. It's an online live draft and the 8 owners of the various fantasy teams all join in an online draft lobby to determine the fake futures of grown ass men.
This is a keeper league, so age has to factor in as well. Things go according to plan with the first 2 picks, Pujols and Hanley are off the table.
Then things get wacky. As expected the super Cardinals homer doesn't know what to do now that his spiritual boyfriend Albert Pujols is off the table. David Eckstein isn't really in the league and not even he's crazy enough to take Ryan Theriot.
Rubio is banking on a selection of either Chris Carpenter or Matt Holliday. Given Carpenter's injury history Rubio can see Holliday going as the 3rd overall pick. It allows Springfield to select Evan Longoria and he figures Berwyn will pick some White Sock. The Basebots are the only real wildcard, and he suspects they take Robinson Cano with the 6th pick.
Mouse is crunching the numbers, calculating the win/loss expectancy added or lost with each player. Tulo would be the best choice, but Cano would not be so bad. It also allows for them to snag up some SP's and wait on Jose Reyes.
Springfield is on the clock and Rubio is busy looking at more pornography. When he hears the selection he drops everything and proceeds to tear apart the entire front office, culminating in a Crying Game-esque scene where he strips all of his clothing off and burns it in the shower.
Logan Square took Evan Longoria.
The cascade should be devastating. The progression of picks should be clear. Tulo-Halladay-Cano. He'll be left to either select Votto early or a starter he doesn't want.
Tulo goes at the 4, and he bets that Andrew doesn't even realize the awesome talent package that is Troy Tulowitzki.
"Months of scouting, weeks of draft prep, all wasted because that fucking Cardinal fan can be counted on to be a homer one more fucking time."
"We're getting Cano," mouse whispers. It's barely audible, the rest of the room is too traumatized to move at this point. Rubio decides to put some pants on.
"What? No, no way. The only way we get Cano is if Halladay or Timmy go and the Basebots make a pick based off…"
Mouse smiles, he knows that Rubio can see the logic now. The only way they get Cano is if Kohl, owner of the Basebots, makes a selection based off a video game, even odds that he will.
Matt has a PS3 and perhaps the best baseball game on the market, The Show. He knows that if that video game showed him anything it's that it has severely overrated the 2011 Buster Posey and underplayed the sophomore slump that ballplayers go through as the league adjusts to them. The onus is on the sophomore to adjust back to the league.
A smile spreads across Rubio's face as he realizes, he's getting Cano. He can stash Reyes until the 4th or 5th round, He can get Zim in the 3rd and reach for Kershaw in the 4th. He gets pick two in round 5 and odds are decent that Reyes is still there.
Tim Lincecum, known freak and weed smoker go to the Berwyn White Sox, and Buster Posey is selected in front of the Blues, leaving Robinson Cano there for the taking.
Little does Rubio realize that the Posey selection has more implications than he could have imagined, as it leads to more of his wish list getting selected ahead of him.

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Kokon Studio Paris Champs Elysées
Maks. liczba gości2
Rozmiar17 m²
Piętro(z windą)
- Internet
- Ręczniki
- Winda w budynku
- Przystosowane dla niepełnosprawnych
- Kuchnia
- Dozwolone palenie
Podsumowanie obiektu
|du colisée, 75008 Paris, Francja
|Rodzaj nieruchomości
|Kod referencyjny
|Wskaźnik odpowiedzi
|Czas reakcji
|Kilka godzin
|Zaktualizowano kalendarz
|Miesiąc temu
Interiors with sofa bed, comfortable leather.
The studio has an equipped kitchen, bathroom equipped, flat screen TV, internet, linen and towels provided toilet.
Toilet was available on the landing door in front of the studio.
Paris is considered the most romantic city in the world. It is situated on the Seine in the heart of the Île-de-France.
Welcome to Paris
|Opłata tygodniowa dla maksymalnie 2 gości
|2201 zł
|Opłata miesięczna za maksymalnie 2 gości
|5504 zł
|Maks. liczba nocy
|11 miesiące
|Zameldowanie po
|Zameldowanie przed
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|Wymeldowanie przed
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We had a wonderful weekend in Paris, the place is very klose to Champs Elysees, and most of the attractions are located nearby. The apartment is very small, but it's more than enough for two guests to stay a few nights, there was al kitchen equipment we needed.
Dominique is a very nice guy, he met us in time, showed us the apartment, gave directions to the nearest grocery store, and answered al our questions.
Dom is the best host you can have. The studion is really usefull if you want to visit the city by walk and you like Paris!
The studio is not really big, but it is enough for a couple going to visit Paris. The kitchen works perfectly and there is a fridge to preserve food and some drinks.
There is a really big television and a confortable sofa.
The shower could be a bit small, but it have everything you need, hairdryer and towels. The toilet is private.
In general, a good choice for visiting Paris!
Very nice location, it was a small but fine apartment which had everything you needed. The toilet was a bit dirty, but nothing we couldn't survive for a few days.
The WiFi didn't work for first days, but the last day it was fine.
The location is the best thing about this apartment. Very good.
Cosy studio appartment in such a perfect location as Rue du Colisee. Walking distance to everything needed. Very close to the Avenue des Champs‑Élysées. The studio was very clean. Perfect for a single person or a couple! Dom is very friendly and he'll make sure you feel welcome.
Hello, Dom,
What a happy experience of our staying in your apartment. The location can't be more better than living just dozens meter away to avenue Champs-Elysees with a very low price of rent. The apartment is clean with all needed utensils and good security. I would be like to introduce my friends thinking of to select your apartment if they have chance to visit Paris.
Best regards
Futian Li
Very calm and clean appartment. Everything you need is in there. I had to learn for an exam in Paris....the appartment was the perfect place for that. Dom is a very kind person. I wrote him that my arrival in Paris will be 3 hours earlier. He always answered directly within 10 minutes and it was no problem for him to give me keys in time. Thank you for your perfect service Dom.
It was the second time we stayed at this apartment. The location is perfect, you can walk easily by food everywhere. The apartment is very clean and good structured. You have everything you need. Domenique was always ready to help us. Thanks so much and we definetly will go next time for this apartment.
Good place to stay in Paris. Well located and near metro stations. The neighborhood was quite nice, with bars and some restaurants. Very near To Champs Elysees. The appartment wasn't very big but complete and warm. Dominique was ready to help us every time we needed. I would totally recommend this place.
It was definitely a positive experience. Lovely location as the neighbourhood was very lively and lots of little bars and restaurants around. Also had three metro stations literally within a five minute distance, as well as notable landmarks such as the Arc de Triomphe very close. Transport around Paris was good because of the location of the studio. Fantastic modern interior of the place, very comfy bed and above all very warm, welcoming and extremely helpful host. Will definitely be coming back
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shelf life is a web series created by and stars yuri lownthal and tara platt also starring travis willingham.
it is about a group of 4 action figures living on a shelf in a young boys room and it follows their adventures....in a way itts an adult version of toy story. last year travis had a panel but due to tecnical difficulties he was unable to show it..so i think this year the whole gang should attend..including bryan enk...this is and adult thing so any panels they have would probably be 18+..if ya wanna check em out go to you tube and just put in shelf life or ShelflifetheSeries it is so funny and the best part is that they are action figures...and who doesnt own an action figure at on point in their life the website is Shelflifeseries.com it would be so awesome if we could get everybody to which would include yuri lowenthal, tara platt, travis willingham, bryan enk, steven calcote(director) and stephanie thorpe, also guest stars aaron douglas and phil morris..but if only travis, yuri and tara come i will be happy
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SHELF LIFE This Ain't No Toy Story(18+)
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Description from owner
The adventure begins as soon as you arrive at Lodge Fauspé – In a quiet spot with stunning views over the La Balme ski area, this luxurious chalet is just a short drive from the bars, shops and restaurants of La Clusaz. Built by local craftsmen in local reclaimed wood and Aravis stone, it cleverly combines contemporary style with mountain charm and tradition, offering light-filled rooms and cosy living areas. Two of the bedrooms share a south-facing balcony, and there is a sunny terrace where you can enjoy a barbecue and a glass of wine on a warm evening. Soothe away the aches and pains after a hard day's on the slopes in the indoor jacuzzi and sauna which will be newly installed for the winter season 2013. This is a unique property which knows it's something special, and doesn't need to shout about it!
- Sauna
- Fireplace
- Ski room
- Sunny terrace
- Barbecue
- Wi-Fi
- Parking
What included
- Bed-linen and towels
- End of stay cleaning
Before and during your stay, enjoy our bespoke services, including bakery deliveries, home chefs, half-board and Savoyard snacks, so you can make the most of your holiday.
Accommodation for 8-10 guests
|1 Bedroom
|Double bed with en-suite bathroom
|2 Bedroom
|Double bed
|3 Bedroom
|Double bed
|4 Bedroom
|Twin beds
|5 Bedroom
|Double bed with en-suite bathroom
|Surface 190 m², 5 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms
- Ski lift/slope 400-800 m
- Centre La Clusaz 3000-5000 m
- Airport Geneva 50 km
- Airport Lyon 178 km
- Airport Chambery 85 km
Lodge Fauspé is superbly located, just minutes from La Clusaz and overlooking the popular La Balme ski field - a favourite with French freeride world champion Candide Thovex. The ski lift is a short drive away and parking is free, but if you'd rather not take the car, the ski bus stops at the end of the road, putting the whole of the Annecy ski resorts at your disposal.
Rates & Availability
What included
- Bed-linen and towels
- End of stay cleaning
- Chalet Fauspe for 8 guests
- Sauna
- Fireplace
- Ski room
- Sunny terrace
- Barbecue
- Wi-Fi
- Parking
Reservation Chalet Fauspe
|Ski resort
|La Clusaz
|Living area
|190 m²
|To lift/slope
|400-800 m
|To the center
|3000-5000 m
|Outdoor hot tub
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Horizons West was a thirteen episode docu-drama which traced the movements of the famous Lewis and Clark expedition from 1803 to 1806. President Thomas Jefferson's charter to Captains Meriwether Lewis and William Clark was to trace the origination point of the Missouri River, from St. Louis, Missouri to the Great Falls of Montana–and eventually beyond. The program was produced for the Armed Forces Radio Network at the Capitol Records Studio in Hollywood in 1962-63, and broadcast for Armed Forces Korea Network and the Far East Network in 1965. Click here for a list of episodes on this old time radio CD.
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Scot Dario Franchitti was one of the drivers to suffer light-headedness. He said: "I feel CART has made the right decision. I'm just very sorry for the fans."
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Welcome to my Editor's Blog – I hope to write regularly on here about things that grab me and possess a spiritual dynamic. And we'll also carry the occasional guest blog, too. Do send me your feedback and comments. Just mail me, and I'll add comments on the bottom of each piece.
Russ Bravo, Editor
31 May 2012
It's great to hear about the work being by the Church in Weymouth and Portland under the REFRESH 2012 banner, providing a wealth of church and community initiatives for the town hosting many of the 2012 Games sailing events.
There are five strands to the REFRESH initiative:
Hubs – five or six churches open near the sea front with cafes, and offering a range of activities including kids clubs, youthwork, fun workshops, evening fringe entertainment and art exhibitions
Bedouin tents – three of these will be inside the Olympic village offering spaces for hospitality, chillout zones with runs, big cushions, music, foot massage and soft drinks
Street work – the local Street Pastors team will be supplemented by others from Yeovil, Gosport and Salisbury and plans are for the Street Pastors programme to run for the whole Olympic season
Camp Refresh – due to huge demand from young people coming with their youth leaders, plus others wanting to come and help, a campsite is being set up for visiting teams
Refresh on the Beach – a major event over the August Bank Holiday (24-27) on the main beach, with a big stage. Andrew Palau will be speaking, bands will play and lots of activities for families including bouncy castles, face painting, sports events, soft play, dance workshops and more will be available for people to join in with
There is also a visit due from YWAM's Next Wave ship from 20 August - 10 September, with mission teams from around the world.
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Does Therapy Really Help Me?Mature
"So Hazel, how do you feel today?" My therapist asked me. I rolled my eyes, "Exactly how I feel every day Mrs. Andrews. Suckish."
"Well there are things you can do to help you know."
"Like what? Go back in time? Try and forget? You can't forget these things Mrs. Andrews."
"I understand-"
"No you don't! No one understands unless the same thing happens to them!" I stood up and began storming out. I hated having a therapist. Most of them were so naiive in their teaching, their "helping".
I got out of my car and walked into my house, where my mom was cooking, "You're home early."
"I don't feel well. I'm going to take a shower and go to sleep."
"Dear, you've already taken three showers today."
"So? I feel dirty." Face it, all raped people feel dirty for the rest of their lives. It soon turns to an obsession. I quickly took my burning hot shower and crawled under my sheets, soon falling asleep.
The girl was walking down the dark street towards where her car was. It was close to an alleyway, but she was fearless. She never noticed she was being followed. She never noticed him until he tapped her on the shoulder. The woman asks what he wants. He seems upset. He tells the woman how his brother is in the alleyway dying, drug overdose or something like that. The woman was kind and ran over with the man to help his brother, not knowing the danger. She realized there was no one else in the alley. She realized too late. The man shoved her to the ground, the blow shattering her shoulder blade. The girl gasped from the pain. But when she saw the glint in the man's eyes from above, she knew there was plenty more pain to come. She was all his…
"No no no no!" I screamed, finally waking. I felt a round of dizziness hit me as I rushed to the bathroom, throwing up in the toliet. Lights came on in the hallway when my mom rushed in, "Oh honey." She whispered.
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Chapter 5
Airpe Conversation
Charmywarmy: Boo 11:47PM
Lucyraccoon: Ahh 11:47PM
Charmywarmy: Whacha doin? 11:48PM
Lucyraccoon: Nothing much, just playing a game 11:49PM
Charmywarmy: Ooh, can I watch? 11:49PM
Lucyraccoon: Sure, hold on a second 11:50PM
-Call from Charmywarmy 11:52PM
"Hey" I said through my headset, setting my Airpe to Share Screens
"Hi hi" Charm said in one of her Minnie Mouse high pitched voices. Charm was my friend from Canada. She can be very talkative at times.
I started to play Draculis Story: City Depths, showing the screen as I did so. It was a very fun hack and slash platformer that I have been playing for the past few days. There are many ways in which you can play it, and the number of characters you can play it with.
We usually didn't talk much on our calls, unless we were commenting on each others gameplay. We loved to taunt one another, saying things like "hah, You suck" when we lost, or "you're gonna die!" if one of us was being chased by a monster.
She liked to watch me play videogames. And I didn't mind at times watching her play either. We usually just played 1 player games and watched each other play.
She was even on call with me that one time when I nearly ragequit on Tomb Explorer's T-rex part. I curse a lot when playing games too. Hey, a Gamer that doesn't curse like a sailor is not playing the right games!
Charm is not much of a Gamer, she plays games, but she is a newb. Although she has been around games, she hasn't be able to play them until recently. But she is starting to rage and curse like a Gamer, so she's definitely getting there.
I slashed an enemy to bits with my lack of precision-based hacking maneuvers. The adrenaline rush increased tenfold if the enemy was more difficult.
I heard scuffling at the door. I knew that Alex was just coming home from work. Telling Charm a quick BRB, I rushed to the door so I could hug him as he walked in.
"Welcome home" I said, giving him a kiss
"Hey you" he said, petting my head "What have you been up to?"
"Just talking to Charm, want to say hi?" I asked
I plugged in the microphone and speakers and the conversation began.
I hugged Alex from behind as the chat started. Not much was said, as I said, we are not all too talkative. We can be, but we weren't.
The chat didn't last too long, just a couple of minutes. Charm had a call from her boyfriend, and had to go. So we hung up.
Alex got up and put the headphones down.
He caressed me, slowly we fell onto the bed. He was on top of me, causing me to blush. My hands caressed the back of his back, pulling us together for a kiss.
The next few hours were spent planting daisies. Very nice daisies.


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From Chuck, back in Lexington and now beyond
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... to our planned stop at Log Hollow Falls. There were actually two pretty waterfalls along a really nice walk. On the way back we stopped for a chat with two locals and their dog. We were once again struck by how open and friendly folk from North Carolina are! (and yes there were several "Y'all"s along the way!)
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Did you know Facebok is the World's 3rd Largest Country?! Social media has become more than a mere technological change. Social media has evolved into a change culturally. It has leveraged social blogs within the ranks of Google and has become the go to logical traffic strategy.
There is no better time than to create a social blog for yourself than right now!
Changing the way we communicate, social media strategists place an increasing importance upon those who are successful in their daily blogging efforts. Therefore, I'd like to briefly show you my quick and easy social blog branding strategy.
By utilizing the 5 platforms below, traffic to your blog will grow, exponentially!
Though becoming involved with social media can be difficult and even daunting task, the importance of simply being aware of the learning curve ahead can make all the difference.
Do you remember when you first used Facebook?
Simply think about the dramatic affect the growth of this social media platform leverage your own ability to influence, communicate, and get your own point across to others. If you can do this by utilizing a social blog, than you can also…
Hence, the significance of joining the most powerful social media platforms today might just be the essential missing piece to your fast, dramatically, increasing success that you have been waiting for. It is one of the greatest, if not, most powerful ways of gaining consistent, on-going traffic.
There are five social mediums I recommend every single blogger to join.
Regardless, of whether or not, you're still waiting to see any traffic at all within your initial social media engagement attempts, simply stick with it!
Overtime, you will notice and realize that as all the social media efforts you put in consistently, the more you will be able to better relate with them all just as you did with facebook when you first started.
Of course like anything else, it can and will take time to get accustomed to, which is more than fine. You always have to start somewhere and trying to connect and even follow people you don't necessarily know at all, is not a bad thing!
It's simply asking and giving permission for a two way interaction. That's it.
Another important aspect concerning this subject relates to the number of adult Facebook users alone. Facebook started in 2006 as primarily a way for ivy league college students to better interact with one another.
That was Mark Zuckerberg's initial plan.
But the more it was worked on, and the more time spent on building the beginning (the future foundation!) of all social media networks, the more successful it became on its own. In-fact it became so viral, that it not only spread to college students around the world, but to children, adults, grandparents, co-workers, employees.
Any kind of person you can think of is on Facebook.
The social media platform was in essence a highly viable network to be able to flourish globally on its own.
By its own viral affect, it would soon see the world's biggest traffic rush over the next decade to come.
Now relate this to your own website or blog. Think about how you can come up with and utilize a strategy of on your own, to help your content get shared in a way that people will inevitably start to begin clicking on and sharing. Even if you start smalll, and make your strategy to simply be to login to these social media platforms just fifteen minutes a day, sharing something funny or unique you saw, along with some of your own social blog posts, then you're already going in the best possible direction for inevitable and exponential online success!
(And I applaud you for that.)
Your ability to share knowledge in a way that can entertain some great engagement, and more shares visually will greatly leverage your website and social blog efforts to an all-time high.
By implementing your own social media blog branding strategy, you can drive an unlimited amount of traffic while building your content over time.
By ignoring social media strategies, your only traffic will then be 100% based upon organic google search results alone. This will take quite the time to begin ranking if ever.
Hence, if you think online marketing and blogging is coming to an end or a stop, you should know something important… It's only rising and gaining more increasing importance more than any other job or profession in the world!
Simply because of social media are we able to utilize this to our own unique blog traffic and engagement. Here are the most and possibly only necessary important social blog media traffic mediums to begin leveraging your content traffic with:
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Nevertheless, if you look at statistics concerning the amount of traffic driven alone from social mediums such as Pinterest, it can truly shock you.
One consistent problem however, that I alone began to notice overtime was how difficult it can get in gaining new viewers and followers of your content within these platforms. This is easily one of the biggest hurdles we bloggers must all face initially.
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Part 27 - OriginsMature
He watched and listened to the galaxy through the plague, his infinite gaze fixed upon the Vidar. Only dust and echoes whispered throughout the lands. Certain victory was at hand, but his mind was not yet at rest.
Inferi Sententia, they called him, the thoughts of "those below."
Pity, he thought. From another perspective, it is you who is below. Truth is absolute, but perspectives are vague, and vague perspectives conduct delusions...
He was old, this Inferi Sententia. When life in this galaxy was but a mere infant, blood feuds and hatred sundered the opulent castles of his makers. Eden was their galaxy for they fancied themselves divine, and diverse was their cast.
Each lineage was gifted with the element of wind, fire, water, and life. Indeed, diverse was their cast. For ages they coexisted but doubts lingered ...which lineage had the right to claim an ancestry divine?
From each lineage's perspective, only their kind were the Angels sent forth by the True Gods. Perspectives became sermon, and sermon became truth. Each lineage had claim to his existence, for he was the instrument they waged against one-another.
He'd awoke in a tempest of hatred, newborn yet imbued with infinite wisdom. He was there at the open graves, and yet he was across the galaxy among the stars. He was aware that he was a collective mind. A hive mind.
His first thoughts occurred on perspectives. So long perspectives differed, peace would remain a prelude to war. He concluded that only when the races joined their voices could they sing everlasting peace.
At first his makers saw him as a disease they created, denied his salvation and sought to destroy him. He considered this another difference in perspective, and as such could not leave these children to fancy themselves divine and carry their feuds to no end.
He opened their dull eyes to the finitude of their collective mortality. Only at the brink of extinction did they accept his salvation, but his victory was not complete.
On the verge of defeat, a truculent Queen known as Alma Mater drew battle plans. She wrote of him, his hordes and his deeds. She vested this knowledge in her seventh daughter and cast her beyond the Gate of Eden.
A hundred-thousand years ago, Princess Eurydice awoke on humanity's home world. Between eons of dormancy she shared the arts of mathematics and literacy, and the knowledge with which to destroy him.
From beyond the grave, after a hundred millennia, that truculent woman threatened to steal his certain victory once more. The three demons he once feared were upon him.
Humanity christened the second demon as their Sword of Mercy. He once had intelligent conversations with it. It was an intriguing character, although prideful and conceited. Though it was the least powerful, it was by far the quickest.
As such, none of his hordes could challenge it.
Victim to human indecision, this demon abandoned all reason and fell prey to its own emotions, and it now sought to destroy him. He watched through the Acolytes on Chiron as the Sword of Mercy rend them lifeless in search for him.
Another problem was the Locrix strain, and its recent evolution. This was the most troublesome strain because while the Acolyte and Lotas foraged the ground for sustenance, the Locrix bioships could not in space. While the pre-evolved, less powerful Locri did well enough with the nourishment created within their large bodies, the case was not the same for their evolved forms.
The evolved Locri were more powerful, and the nourishment created within their sleeker eel-like bodies wasn't enough. They had to complement their diet. The only food source in space were the lesser bioships.
Farther more, while the plague's lower forms such as the Acolyte, Lotas and the lesser Locri had no will, their perfect forms such as the Cyclops, Dragon and evolved Locri had a mind and will of their own.
He could not overcome the demons with the lower forms because they were weak, and similarly he could not control the higher forms like puppets to effectively fight the demons.
The first move in a battle is better left as a feint. For his ploy he set his sights on the third demon aboard the NSC Vidar. It was by far the toughest of the three, but it was disheartened and ailing in both body and mind.
If he persuaded the third demon to his cause, he would not have to fight the Sword of Mercy. In the event he could not persuade it, however, he would have to overcome both demons himself.
To seal his victory, he had to call upon his greatest servant, but even the King of his envoys would not be enough. He had to create a new body purposely built to slay these demons. He regarded both target's abilities and arrived at a solution.
The Sword of Mercy's might was its attack speed, so he fashioned a sleek body with alacrity to match. The third's strength was raw physical power, so he elected the brawn of a Cyclops, and forged these powers beneath steel skin.
Through the dying antennae of a lesser Locrix, he watched the Vidar. It could not remain in orbit while the Locri cannibalized themselves. It had to land, and where it set down was where the third demon would emerge.
He sacrificed the hatchery in the ruins of the west to create the new body. It was the weakest of his lairs, ripe for invasion and conquest, and therefore the best place to land a starship.
Within hours, a new creature would emerge from the hatchery. Before he set it loose against the third devil, however, there was one other headache to be rid of. A certain thief, and his stolen powers, had to be removed from the battlefield.
A hundred-thousand years ago, he failed to seal victory at Eden. This time he couldn't leave anything to chance. If these humans survived him and brought their knowledge elsewhere in the universe, his own extinction would become a very real possibility.


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Chapter 1Mature
Sara is a foreign exchange student at Yonsei University and suddenly finds herself dragged into the hell that is human trafficking. The man who buys her sentences her to domestic servitude and doesn't intend to let her go. She battle both him and all of the strange emotions her stirs within her. Her undying reliance and rebellion are foreign to her Master. Will she escape? And who will be tamed by whom in the end?
I could feel their eyes on me. My head was down, but I knew they were looking at me like a was a piece of meat.
If only I'd have listened. If I'd have just done what everybody warned me I should. If I had, I'm sure I wouldn't have ended up like this. I wouldn't be lined up with seven other girls just like me, being stared at by a bunch of leering men.
But, me being me, I just had to make a mess for myself. Of course, I wasn't aware that this would happen to me at the time I made that fatal mistake.
It was around three weeks ago. I mean, that was just my best guess; I hadn't had any way to actually monitor the time, so I'd lost track of the days. But I know it was Sunday, September twenty-first, 2014 the night it happened.
It was a little after eleven at night and I was walking back to my dorm room from the drug store. I wasn't usually one to go out alone when it was that late at night, but my roommate was sick. She had a fever and was so congested she could barely breathe. She complained of aches and pains all over her body. We didn't have any type of medication to help her in our room, so I had to go out and get something. Then we'd have it for future use, too.
She'd insisted I stay home, that she could wait and would rather I just play it safe. But I wouldn't listen.
Yonsei University didn't have as many little shops and restaurants on campus or as close to campus as did N.Y.U., where I went to school before coming to study abroad for an academic year in South Korea. It wasn't one of my favorite things about this foreign exchange student plan, but it hadn't been that much of an issue. Well, until that night, that is.
But since it was so late, I couldn't get anybody to go with me. Looking back on the decision to ignore the gut warnings to just go in the morning because it wasn't safe, listening to my gut would have been a phenomenal idea. I knew very well the streets of any city aren't safe. Especially at night. Especially when you're a woman. Especially when you're a foreign woman. And a small one, at that.
Seoul was especially subject to that principle; women in Korea, especially those from countries other than Korea, are simply not as safe as are men.
I should have known better than to be brave and go anyway. Why couldn't I ever just settle and do the reasonable thing? I knew how easy a target I was, especially when I was alone and it was that late; nobody would hesitate to take down a five-foot-tall blonde in a dark alley.
And that's basically what they did.
I was walking back from the store with the medicine in a plastic bag. Being that it was dark and late and I was alone, I was feeling a tad bit paranoid (and with good reason, it turned out). I kept looking around to make sure I was, indeed, alone. And for a while, I was.
Then I heard it.
Something moved behind me. I turned to see what it was, but I saw nothing.
Everything was still, eerily so.
But I knew he was there. I could feel somebody watching me.
My heart rate went into double-time and I swore my life was about to flash before my eyes. I wanted to run, crying, back to my dorm room, slam the door shut, lock it, and watch dramas with my roommate and just forget that this ever even happened. But I checked the urge. If I ran, it would make it obvious that I was aware of this person's presence. If I ran, he'd run after me. I may have been a very fast sprinter, but I also had asthma; long distance running wasn't my thing, even with the added adrenaline. Besides, I'd seen all the movies; I know how running away tends to end.
There was nobody here with me. Nobody would hear me scream if I did because I was still a good six minutes away from the border of the campus by foot.
I was thoroughly screwed and I knew it.
Then I heard the noise again. And then footsteps. Another set of footsteps joined and I felt nauseous. I was outnumbered. If there were two the whole time, how many more were hiding? I didn't really want to find out the answer to that question.
My blood ran cold.
I didn't know what to do. By that point, I was certain I was going to die. I just kept walking, taking quite sizable steps, trying to formulate a plan and hold back my tears as I went. I just preyed I'd get to campus like this before they grabbed me and did whatever it was they were going to do. Then I could scream and at least somebody might hear me. Security, students, somebody.
But I hadn't been that lucky. A large, muscular arm wrapped around my body with a force that almost knocked the wind straight out of me. Despite knowing it wouldn't do any good, I instinctively started to scream. His other hand slammed over my mouth, clamping it shut. "Shut it, slut!" the man growled in my ear in a thick Korean accent.
Slut? I knew I wasn't a slut, but the comment still stung, nonetheless.
I was certain my heart would stop. It felt like there was a humming bird in my chest where my heart was supposed to be. I had never experienced such acute terror in my entire life. The second man came out from behind the corner of a building and pointed a gun to my head as I fought to free myself. "Hold still or you die right here," he said, his tone deadpan. His accent wasn't as think as the first man's. Maybe they thought I couldn't speak Korean.
Something about the way he stared into my eyes so aggressively told me that he wasn't bluffing and I complied with the ultimatum of an order. The man restraining me let out a wheezy chuckle and said, "that's a good girl." Then he said, in Korean, (half to the man with the gun, half to himself, and, I'm sure, in part to terrorize me), "my, my, have we got pretty one. She's gonna be very popular." I could hear the satisfied smirk in his quietly excited voice. The way he dragged out his words made me both more anxious and infuriated.
My eyes stung as tears threatened to spill. The man's breath fanned over my neck and the sickening warmth of it clung to my skin like dew on a windowpane. I could smell the heavy, offensive odor of tobacco coming from his mouth nearly causing me to gag.
I knew it was in trouble. Big trouble. Massive, mammoth, gargantuan, titanic trouble. My immediate thought was that they would just pull me into the alley, take turns raping me, and maybe kill me when they were through. My breath hitched with another hard, silent sob at the thought.
"Her purse," the man with a gun said. A third man that I hadn't even noticed until then came over and yanked it from me. I thanked god I had put my phone in the inside pocket of my coat.
Was all they wanted my purse? While that thought made me feel slightly relieved, it struck me as odd; the three men that had me here weren't dressed like they needed to steal some college junior's purse. They weren't dressed like thugs. They looked like normal guys that you'd see and not give so much as a second thought.
"Here," the third man started, holding up my wallet. Yes, just take it and let me go! Please! My mind screamed. "Her student ID. She's a foreign exchange student from the states, name's Sara Marks. Twenty-one years old in universal age," the man who took my purse was rattling off my information.
That scared me. If he just wanted my purse or my money, why was the person he was stealing from so important?
"If she has all her cards and stuff we can just use the databases to get the rest of the important information. We probably won't need her name after that anyway," the man with the gun answered with a steely-voiced chuckle.
Now I knew my heart would stop dead. They didn't want my purse. They wanted me.
The phrase "fearing for my life" doesn't even begin to cover what I felt at the moment. I'll never be able to get the memory of that feeling out of my head.
"Quiet!" the man holding on to me gave me a rough jerk, "behave, and you'll live." That man said as if it wasn't a choice. Not that it really was. Given those two options, what would any sane person do?
I continued to cry, but I did my best to keep silent; I didn't want to die.
"Alright, let's go," the man with the gun said.
I started panicking. Where were they taking me? What would the do with me? Are they going to rape me? Are they going to rape me and then kill me?
I felt like a baby. All I could think was how much I wanted to feel my mommy and daddy's arms around me.
The men tossed me roughly into the back of a van. When I tried to run from the back of the van, I was struck in the gut with something hard and knocked backward as pain radiated from where I'd been hit. Once I was down, they put a gag through my mouth, blindfolded me, and bound my hands and feet. I had never felt so low, scared, and degraded in my life.
Then I felt something sharp puncture the skin of my neck, and everything looked blurry. Sleepy oblivion was pressing in on me and I fought desperately to resist the sick feeling whatever they'd just injected me with was giving me.
Because I was tilting back and forth between semi-consciousness and unconsciousness, I had no idea for how long I was in the car (it certainly wasn't a particularly short car ride, that's for damn sure) before I was yanked out of it and thrown over the shoulder of one of the med who had grabbed me. He walked for an uncomfortably long time.
I screamed through the gag and cried into the blindfold. I trashed and kicked violently, knowing my life depended on it. Every time I struggled, he'd jerk me and yell at me to knock it off, calling my some kind of foul name.
I heard a door open and close before I was thrown in a chair as the room around me spun and jolted. My hands (already tied behind my back) were re-bound behind the back of the chair, tied to the vertical slats that made up its back. My feet were tied to something that stuck up from the ground between the chair's legs.
"Let me go!" I yelled as soon as the gag was removed from my mouth, not intending on it sounding as horribly slurred as it did.
"I told you to be quiet, you worthless little bitch!" one of the men told said, then hit me across the face, leaving a sharp stinging sensation on my cheek. I tasted something coppery as a small bit of blood tricked from my mouth, down my chin.
Though the blindfold was still around my face, I knew end of the barrel of a gun was staring me down once again. I could feel the cold tip of it against my sweaty forehead.
I heard two chairs from several feet away slide out, and then back in. I assumed it was the two other men.
through my drug-induced haze, I heard what sounded like the zipper of my purse being torn open and the contents being spilled out.
They had my wallet. All of the cards I had that gave up parts of my identity and personal information. I'd hear them periodically type something into a computer, then silence. Then a printer. Are they compiling a folder with all of my information?
What the hell is going on here…?
"Alright, here's how this is gonna work, sweetie," he started in Korean. "I'm going to ask you a few questions, and you're going to answer them. If you lie or refuse to answer, you will be punished like the little tramp we all know you are," the man with the gun said in the same cold, menacing voice, cocking his gun as he said the word "punished." With that, I started to cry again.
"Stop whining," he ordered. "How old are you?" he asked. I didn't understand why he was asking me that; he and his two lackeys had already established that I was twenty-one years old.
When I remained silent, he hit me in the head with his gun and yelled forcefully, "I said 'how old are you?"' I cried out in pain and told him what year I was born in, trying to avoid confusion between my actual (universal) age and my Korean age. I felt the blood trickling down from the cut he'd made when he hit me.
"How tall are you?" he asked.
"One-hundred-and-fifty-four centimeters," I stuttered back, fighting to
speak understandably against my tears and against middle incapacitated state of my brain.
"How much do you weigh?"
"F-forty-seven kilograms."
"What's your cup size?"
"I-I'm a D," I admitted in a panic. "Are you lying to me?" he questioned in a unwavering voice as he pressed the gun herder against my forehead. I sobbed aloud. "No, it's the truth! I swear!" I choked out as my life flashed before my eyes.
He tore through part of the back of my shirt and grabbed at the back of my bra, checking the tag. Once he saw that I had been truthful, he let go and continued with his increasingly intrusive interrogation.
"Are you a virgin?" the way he is voice never wavered, the authoritative way in which he asked these questions he had no business knowing the answers to, made it all the worse. It reminded me how vulnerable I was. How in control I wasn't.
I sat there, mouth agape, taken aback by his very personal inquiry. I had never been very comfortable with talking about subject like this with people. Even talking about it with my closest friends made me a little bit uncomfortable.
"Answer the fucking question!" He bellowed at me as a sharp, forceful blow came to my stomach so hard it knocked the entire chair over with me still in it. I didn't even know what part of his body had delivered the blow. Next thing I knew, I was face down, still tied to a chair, my feet still tied to the ground (and now being bent at the most uncomfortable of angles), and the man's foot pressing down on my head.
"Yes! Yes, I'm a virgin!" I slurred and sobbed into the ground, praying he wasn't about to change that fact. I heard menacing chuckles coming from the men at the computer when I admitted to being a virgin. It was like an even more twisted cat call to a girl walking past a construction sight.
"Hold still," he ordered gruffly. I felt a sharp sting in the side of my neck again. I gasped as another hypodermic needle pierced my skin before everything started getting fuzzy and slow, then just completely black.
Whatever had been in the needle had obviously been intended to knock me out. And, boy, had it done just that. But for how long, I wasn't sure. When I awoke, I was still very groggy and a little loopy from the drugs. I strained my eyes to focus on my surroundings, trying to ignore the pounding headache exploding inside my skull.
I was on a cold concrete floor. Looking around me, I noticed that I was boxed in by chain link chickenwire fence walls that reached the high ceiling. The little box looked barely large enough to lay down in, even for somebody as small as me. And I was only one in a very long row. My cage, I guess you could call it, was the last in the row, sitting in the corner. But the little boxes went all the way down the hall in two rows, with a little path through the middle.
It looked like a stereotypical animal shelter, only there were fewer lights, and in each cage was a barely-dressed girl instead of a cute, scruffy puppy.
They all looked as scared as I felt, but more broken. Despite the heavy fog the men had purposely put my brain in, that hopeless look on all their faces stood out clear and sharp. It was like there was a switch inside of them that turned off the feeling of hope and being here was what had had turned it off.
That scared me. The hopelessness. How long had these girls been here that they had lost hope? That they looked so irrevocably dead inside?
…How long would I be here?
It didn't matter, though. I wasn't going to let anything break me. If I did, that meant I surrendered. If I surrendered, then I'd be subjected to god knows what. I might as well die if I just give up like that.
No, that was certainly not an option. Not for me.
I tried to moved, but found that my hands were still bound together. I felt sick and groggy from the what ever it was they the men had been injecting me with. Every part of my body felt like it weighed a ton. I didn't have the strength to get myself up.
All I wanted to do was take a long, hot shower and fall asleep in the comfort of my own bed.
I was hit with the overpowering urge to cry once more. But I wouldn't let myself this time. What would crying help now? Absolutely nothing. My time was far better spent trying to figure a way out of this. Too bad I didn't know what this was. Or where it was, for that matter.
My parents were worried about me when I decided to go to school in Seoul. They were scared that it would be dangerous for me. I kept insisting that they were being paranoid and that I'd be just fine. How ironic.
I couldn't help but dread the oncoming barrage of I-told-you-so's that would be thrust upon me if I ever saw them again. Then I thought about how ridiculous it was of me to be so upset about a silly thing like that at a time like this. It was truly the least of my worries.
The lighting in the dank little room we were all caged in matched the dark, oppressive atmosphere. Nobody made a sound for a good minute after the man left. And even after that, there wasn't much talk. There were a few words exchanged among girls here and there, but nothing more than that. It was like living amongst the dead.
Once or twice over the next several hours, a man would come in and drag a girl out of the room with him. Part of me wondered where they were taken, but the other part of me was terrified to know because I knew that I'd likely be going to the same place at some point.
It was a long time before I spoke up and asked the girl in the cell next to mine what the hell was going on. She looked at me with sad eyes and (after getting over that despite the fact that I was white, my Korean was nearly perfect) told me she didn't know for sure. "Most of just assume it's some sort of human trafficking establishment. Girls get taken here, then they leave and most never come back."
"She's right," the girl in the next cell rasped, sleep form whatever drugs they gave us evident in her voice. "And it's a really efficient one, too. It's more… upscale, I guess you could say, compared the normal ones. For rich guys. Like, really rich. I was here about two years ago. It was the third ring I was sent to. The first was when I was seventeen. A couple men kidnapped me when I was walkin' home from work. I lived in Gyeongju, but was brought to a ring in Busan. I was trafficked for a few years, then ended up at a new ring in Seoul. I was brought home and kept in a house by a man who used me for sex n' hores and stuff for a while before endin' up here. Then the person who took me here ended up bringin' me back 'bout a week and a half ago. This place is the most thorough. They keep us drugged so we're even easier to overpower n' keep in line. They compile information on all of us before auctionin' us off. They do that whole interrogation thing or whatever before sedatin' and examinin' you to make sure all your answers in the interrogation were the truth and to just take more notes for the files. I'm guessin' they only ask you those questions as a show, a way to scare us into bein' obedient n' stuff. This is the only place I've been where things are so thoroughly thought out," she explained.
She had been like this for years. What if that happened to me? What if I never escaped this kind of life? It was all so unfair.
"So.. how do we get out of here?" I asked quietly.
"You don't. They hold an auction once every month. If somebody who's there to buy wants you, ya' get bought. If not, ya' come back here and wait for the next auction."
My chest started hurting and apprehension welled up inside of me.
"W-what do they do to you? The people who buy you," I asked, not entirely sure if I wanted to hear the answer.
"Depends on the person. Mosta the time, it's sex. These bastards are filthy fuckin' rich. They come here looking mostly for domestic servitude. Sex, chores, n' whatever else they want."
Just the answer I had been desperately hoping not to hear.
"How long do they keep you?"
"Depends on the person. I guess they keep you longer if you keep 'em happy."
"Oh." That was all I could say in response. I don't know if I could have thought of a worse situation to be in. I was going to be sold and raped.
That was probably one of the most vivid memories I have of being there. The people running that little corner of hell kept us drugged up. Whatever they were incapacitating us with made it hard to remember all the small details. But that was the moment so many of my nightmares were confirmed. It's one of the clearest, most powerful, and most haunting memories I have.
I did my best to blink my tears back. I felt a couple of them slip down my face as I let my head drop back against the wall behind me. I took a deep breath to steady myself and wiped my face on my shoulder. It wasn't until then that I realized that I was in only my bra and underwear.
Everyone else was, too.
After that, the time passed at an agonizingly slow place. I don't know how long I was suck in that cell. My best guess is two or three weeks. We got little food and water, just enough to keep us alive and passable for healthy so the buyers would still be attracted to us. Instead of showers, the men took us a handful at a time, at gunpoint, to a communal showering area. We were given five minutes to shower, and it seemed to be a once-a-week thing, if that.
Though whatever medical cocktail they were drugging us with was seriously hindering my memory, I remember when the men came to bring us to the showers, give us what they called food, or just for the hell of it, they used fear tactics to keep us in line. They'd yell and scream in our faces. They'd call us names, some of which I'd never even heard before and wouldn't dare use against even my worst enemy. They'd beat us until we bled sometimes. They'd hold guns to our head just to watch us squirm, then smirk in our faces when they got the reaction they desired.
Sometimes I swear I can still feel the metal of the end of the barrel of a gun pressed against my temple. Even though it was cold, it felt like the metal was singing my skin.
We never got to see the sun. Everybody was terrified every minute of every day, wondering if today would be the day that we'd be shipped off to be degraded and abused and preying it wouldn't be. That was my life for two-and-a-half weeks. That was all of our lives.
But today was that day.


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