Monday, September 24, 2018

Straight Browsing from the Library: A Reason to Stay

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Rachael, a successful lawyer in Sydney, returns to her foster family and the only place that ever felt like home: Mindalby, to help with the failing family business, the town’s bakery. With the cotton gin’s closure, all businesses are struggling, and it looks like the only option is to close up the bakery and hope to sell. But when Rachael returns, she realises that her skills give her other options: refreshing and revitalising the bakery and a chance to rekindle her love of baking.

Irishman, Mike O’Malley is a staying kind of man, looking to settle down in Mindalby with a woman who loves the wild country and wants to get involved in the community. Rachael is not that girl, but the attraction is hard to deny. Determined to show Rachael that Mindalby can be a home, he draws her out into the community and deeper into his life. But when it comes time to make a decision, can he trust Rachael to risk her heart?


‘Sorry,’ she said. ‘I don’t play ball.’

He hugged the ball close to his chest. He understood that. None of his sisters were into sport either. But, he loved his sports; it was a major part of his life.

‘What do you play then? I’m up for anything.’

She rubbed her hands against the afternoon chill, as her clear blue eyes met his. His heart hammered. They were the prettiest eyes he’d ever seen, and if he wasn’t careful his concentration would take a serious hit, and he’d sound like some daft prick.

‘I’m not very sporty. How did they go?’

Mike shook his head. ‘Another loss,’ he all but whispered.

She gave him a soft smile. ‘Oh, that happens. Are you having a reconnoitre with them?’

His lips quivered, but he couldn’t hold back. He let out a belly laugh.

She’s gorgeous. A one-off.


Linda Charles is a contemporary romance writer who lives in Newcastle in the Hunter Valley, NSW. She was born and raised in Sydney where she studied and taught drama for many years. She loves to read, travel and enjoys a good conversation. Following a move to the Hunter Valley she started to write her own stories. Linda is a member of the Hunter Romance Writers, Romance Writers of Australia, and Romance Writers of America.

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Friday, September 21, 2018

Straight Browsing from the Library: Rogue Dragon Rising by TJ Shaw

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Twenty-three year old, Amari Hawke, is thrust into the world of two-soul shifters when she is injured and kidnapped by trackers outside the veil, beyond the safety of her homeland. Unable to remember her past, she trusts no one and relies on instinct to survive. As her awakening approaches, the first time she will transition into her animal, she must evade rogue shifters trying to capture her.

Now free from the King’s Army, powerful dragon lord, Jaxon Blackthorn, seeks a peaceful life. Intent on building his lands into a viable plantation, away from war and bloodshed, he is reluctantly pulled back into the fight when he defends the mysterious shifter with no past against an unseen enemy.

As evil threatens to destroy the entire realm, can the battle-hardened warrior and coming-of-age noblewoman accept their differences to forge an alliance that will ultimately unite the shifter nations?


Giving his curious dragon some freedom, Jaxon stepped close and breathed in Amari’s scent. Cinnamon spice drifted through his nostrils and settled in his brain. She didn’t smell like an herbivore.


“Are you toying with this dragon?” he murmured in her ear.

She did not like him so near, her self-preservation instinct urging her to move away. Although pressed against a wagon wheel, she could have sidestepped out of his reach. But instead, she squared her shoulders and held her ground. Her entire body quaked, yet she stood before him with her chin thrust forward in defiance. Not normal behavior for a sheep.

Kip snickered at his back. “You’re losing your teeth, Jax.”

“Especially when a sheep challenges the great Jaxon Blackthorn, instead of cowering at his feet,” Crispin added.

Jaxon leaned closer, his mouth a hairsbreadth from the delicious curve of her neck. “Is that what you are? A sheep?”


TJ Shaw is a multi award-winning author who writes from her heart by incorporating her dreams and experiences to create strong, passionate characters who must overcome personal flaws to survive against the challenges of traversing through magical realms, undiscovered planets, and apocalyptic catastrophes.

TJ is a member of Romance Writers of America and Fantasy, Futuristic, and Paranormal Romance Writers.

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Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Straight Browsing from the Library: Priscilla by Charlene Raddon

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After losing her father and husband in a mine disaster, Priscilla Heartsel faces poverty and eviction from her home by a heartless mine owner. Tricked into a bank robbery gone wrong, Braxton Gamble finds himself shot and unconscious in Priscilla's bed. Can they survive long enough to find a love more precious than gold?


"Is this the one then?" Braxton asked, drawing her back to the present.

She blinked at him. "The one?"

"The house you want to move into."

"Oh, I don't know. What do you think?" Priscilla joined him at the window.

He turned to her. "Well, the ground floor looks acceptable. Let's explore the upper level."

They climbed the stairs to find three good-sized bedrooms and a bathing room with a porcelain tub and sink.

"It's marvelous. Look, how lovely," Priscilla enthused running her hands over the porcelain.

Braxton smiled. Her pleasure lit up her face like a candle from within, rendering her more beautiful than ever. He hadn't thought that possible until now. "Yes," he said. "Gorgeous."

She laughed. "You're not even looking at the tub."

"No." He stepped close and cupped her face with his hands. "I'm gazing at you. You're gorgeous." He expected her to laugh, shove him away or maybe hit him. Instead, she simply gazed back at him, smiling. So, he kissed her.

When she didn't object, he did it again.

After he broke off the kiss, she grinned. "Don't look at me like that, Braxton. Even if I were willing, which I'm not, there's no bed here."

He faked a mournful sigh. "A pure shame isn't it?"

"It's getting close to time for me to start supper. We'd better go."

"Am I invited to eat with you?"

She started down the stairs. "All right. I suppose after giving me so much time this afternoon to look at houses, I owe you that much."

"If I'd known it was going to be that easy, I'd have tried for more," he muttered, following.

Priscilla reached the bottom step and froze.

"What's the matter?" Braxton asked, behind her. "Something wrong?"

"I'd say something's very, very right."

That familiar voice brought Braxton's head up with a jerk. Irish O'Malley leaned indolently against the fireplace. Logan Cash stood on the opposite side of the room. Both had six-guns aimed at him and Priscilla.


Charlene Raddon’s first serious attempt at writing fiction came in 1980 when a vivid dream drove her to drag out a typewriter and begin writing. Because of her love of romance novels and the Wild West, her primary genre is historical romance. Kensington Books originally published five of her novels. These were later released as eBooks by Tirgearr Publishing. Currently, Charlene is an Indie author with . She also designs book covers, specializing in western historical.




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Thursday, September 13, 2018

Straight Browsing from the Library: Living Forward, Looking Backward by Nate Nasralla

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If we’re honest, we'll admit our days are filled with normal routines, like eating cereal and sitting in traffic. We often wonder, “is this it?”

But do we really have to quit our jobs and travel the world to find a fulfilling, purposeful life? Is it possible to find significance in our daily routines, right here and now?

After experiencing a rapid series of major life changes within a single year, Nate stumbled upon a reality that’s shared by us all: there's profound meaning in our ordinary, everyday moments, but we can't see it.

Through painfully-honest storytelling and candid conversation, Nate shares how years of mistakes and missteps uncovered a simple framework that reveals the greater purpose behind our everyday lives, and why the answers to life's deep questions are often backward from what we expect.


As I faded between my thoughts and Michael’s words, I noticed something different about him. You know how there are those scenes in movies where someone is talking, and you see their mouth moving, but you don’t hear the words? Only the thoughts in the protagonist’s head?

This was like that. “Why does he look so calm?” I asked myself. There was a peace about him I hadn’t seen before. He looked rested, he spoke vibrantly, and he had a certain tranquility about him. Maybe he only looked extra peaceful in contrast to my own worn-down spirit that day. I couldn’t help feeling, however, that between the two of us, Michael was the one who was truly living.

All of our society’s values and ideals screamed, “that can’t be!” How was it that in a time when Michael was broke, working at McDonald’s, and living with his parents, he seemed less anxious than I was? I was the one leading a growing company with plenty of access to cash and investors; I drove a car and he walked; I picked up our dinner tab; I was going to sleep in a nice downtown loft while he was headed to sleep in his childhood bedroom. By all measures, I was the one who should have felt inner peace. At the same time, as I watched him, I knew those things didn’t matter. The storm stirring inside me, juxtaposed against Michael’s calm, said so.


Nate is an author and entrepreneur who helps us find more meaning in the ordinary, everyday moments of our lives.

Nate and his wife, Erin, were raised in Chicago and now hail from Denver. After moving cities and cycling through a rapid series of major life changes, Nate launched his publishing company, Live Forward, to help others find more meaning in their everyday lives.

Building on his experience as the co-founder of a successful, venture-backed startup company, and as a frequent speaker and trainer on storytelling for nonprofit leaders, Nate's recent book, Living Forward, Looking Backward, helps others understand the greater purpose behind their own life stories.

Through Nate's memories, stories, and candor, we learn how the principle of paradox and the story of the Gospel shows up in each of our lives, often in ways we don't expect, and ways that feel even a little backward to us.


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Friday, September 7, 2018

Straight Browsing from the Library: Alien Contact for Runaway Moms by Edward Hoornaert

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When her abusive lover tries to take custody of her baby, Audra flees where even he can’t follow: the aliens’ forbidden cities underneath Kwadra Island.

But can the safety she wants for her daughter survive a search party, violent alien criminals—and the love of an emotionally damaged Kwadran?


“Are you sure you want to do this?” As soon as the words fled his mouth, he realized how stupid they were. Of course she was sure. Nothing could stop such an elemental force of nature. She was Spirit Mother, walking amongst humans to teach him, Tal Pelletier, some of the many lessons he needed to learn.

“I…” She caressed her baby’s head. “No, I’m not sure. I lost all my certainties somewhere back in the tunnel.”

Belying her words, she reached for one of the massive, marrel-plastic door handles. Pulled. It was too heavy for her.

When he grasped the handle to help, his finger grazed hers. She froze. She was a slight woman with delicate, haunted features; she had to tip her head back to meet his eyes, almost as though asking for a kiss. Just as he needed her spirit’s strength, she needed his physical strength—but not his lust, which was tainted with anger and despair. Never that.

So he kept his lips to himself. Together, they pulled open a door onto the ghosts of a past that had never existed.

He blinked. Although the cavern’s lights were dim, they were too bright after the ventilation tunnel. The cavern smelled and felt different. The air in the ventilation tunnel was raucous and angry, but out here it was still with resignation.

Audra moved, startling him. She touched her forehead, the baby on her chest, then both shoulders. He puzzled over her movements for a moment but then recognized the sign of the cross. The gesture was perfect, showing that she realized the mystical power of the world of his ghosts. She was indeed a Spirit Guide, sent to help him overcome his demons.


Edward Hoornaert is not only an author of science fiction, romance, and non-fiction, he's also a certifiable Harlequin Hero; he inspired N.Y. Times bestselling author Vicki Lewis Thompson to write her favorite Harlequin Desire, Mr. Valentine, which was dedicated to him. In the past, he wrote contemporary romances for Silhouette Books, but these days he writes science fiction adventures—usually with elements of romance. In addition to novelist, he has been a teacher, technical writer, salesman, janitor, and symphonic oboist.

After having 30 different addresses in his first 28 years, his rolling stone slowed in the mountains of British Columbia and stopped in Tucson, Arizona. His high school sweetheart has been his wife for more years than he has fingers and toes to count. Ed and Judi have three sons, a daughter, a mutt, and the Milky Way Galaxy's most adorable grandsons.

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Friday, August 31, 2018

Straight Chatting from the Library: Aidan Russell

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Aidan Russell

“The Eternal Lord exacted a price:
Cain got no good from committing that murder
Because the Almighty made him anathema
And out of the curse of his exile there sprang
Ogres and elves and evil phantoms
And the giants too, who strove with God
Time and again until He gave them their reward.”

From that quote was born the idea for a new fantasy realm where I could write stories of adventure and peril and pointy-eared creatures. Well, and this one as well:

“I wisely started with a map.”
-J. R. R. Tolkien

Shortly after I put down The Return of the King for the first time as a spry, young teenager, I pulled out a sketch pad I had lying around my bedroom and drew a map. Several friends and I, having not yet delved into the world of Dungeons and Dragons, had been actively role-playing on AOL chat rooms for sometime, and I needed a world of our own to carry over our adventures into. That’s when I started the map. After the map, I had to fill the world with people, cities, and history. I started with the above quote from Beowulf.

What if the Land of Nod, to which Cain had been exiled, was filled with all the magical creatures of the fantasy genre? What if Cain begot not only human children, but as punishment murdering Abel, Elves, Ogres, and all sorts of other creatures were brought into the world too, just as Beowulf’s author wrote? From there, I started to build my world.

Worldbuilding has become a topic of utmost importance in the past several years within the science fiction and fantasy genres. Even those stories set on Earth must be built up to show the reader the differences between the world in which we live and the world of the distant or not-so-distant future. Readers expect to be presented with a world that feels “lived in.” Many, in fact, demand it.

The greatest contributor to creating my fantasy realm and giving it that “lived in” feel was one that I wouldn’t recommend to the average writer: procrastination. Remember how I was a teenager when I drew that map? Well, I’m well into my thirties and the first book of my series, Road of the Lost, will finally be published. Why was procrastination such a huge contributor? Having this world swirling about and living inside my head allowed for it to develop its history and cultures. Years of having random “Ah ha!” moments on how the people interact, what they eat, the influences on their cultures and religions, and all the other things that fill a world made it easy to conjure all the imagery and niceties required to make the world feel like people actually lived there. Alas, I would not recommend procrastination to any author who wants to publish their work within the same decade they come up with their idea for a story.

Despite the years spent conjuring the Land of Nod within my head, the most efficient contribution to the worldbuilding is none other than sitting down and writing. So far, I’ve written two novellas set in Nod that take place outside of the current Judges Cycle series. Both of these forced me to create new characters and explore new places. All those places I drew on the map? Why must the characters go there? That long list of gods I made for the different religions? How do they differ from each other? How do they differ from the religions and deities we know in our own world? For the most part, the characters eat typical, medieval fantasy food. But when they don’t, what about the meal is different and why? If I’m lucky, I’ll answer these questions while out running errands or working the day away. If I’m even luckier, I’ll jot the idea down. But when I’m seated behind the keyboard, face-to-face with my characters and the world they inhabit, I’m forced to build and develop that world around those characters and their conflict.

Let’s take a moment to discuss characters and conflict. Your characters and the conflict in which they become embroiled are the story’s backbone. No matter how many interesting details you build around your world or how much history you create, the reader won’t care if you don’t make them care about the actual story that’s taking place as they read from one page to the next. As I stated in the beginning, worldbuilding has become very important to readers of speculative fiction in the past years.

Unfortunately, there is no shortage of writers who have put so much of their effort into building a believable and intricate world to capture the reader’s attention, but failed to include characters the reader cares about and then place them in a crisis that sufficiently makes the reader hope the characters and world come through in one piece. (Usually. I’m sure there’s plenty of stories that make the reader want the characters to suffer and the world to burn).

Brandon Sanderson, lauded for his amazing worldbuilding skills, said during a panel at Phoenix ComicCon 2016, one of the keys to worldbuilding is to go “deeper, rather than wider.” What he went on to explain was that many speculative fiction authors spend a lot of time and effort trying to think of every conceivable aspect of history, culture, government, economy, and day-to-day life. Instead, authors should focus on a few aspects of the world that relate to the characters and their conflict, then drill down into those aspects until they feel complete and integral to the story. For example, few readers will be completely interested in the minute details of wheat farming, the grain economy, and bakery licensing. But, a single bread recipe and its significance to your characters, their culture, and their religion, such as unleavened bread’s significance to the Jewish faith, will likely evoke more interest and emotion than a long exposition on the domestication of carrots that in no way affects how much the weary traveler enjoys his or her stew.

If you ever find yourself struggling with what aspects of worldbuilding to focus on, our own world is a good place to reference first. We’ve all interacted with different cultures and one mustn’t travel very far to see strange and exciting sights. What about your own experiences with travel and meeting new people sticks out in your mind? Have you ever celebrated a holiday with a friend that you’ve never celebrated before? What about the food from different countries or even different towns? Let’s not even start on the differences in driving habits across the world! It seems that when the most mundane parts of our life are faced with change, we notice the most. Those mundane parts can be the start of some very great worldbuilding. And if you’re still stuck on how to create an interesting setting for your story, you can always procrastinate.


The rivers turn to blood and the mournful cry for judgment.

Reslo returns to his family in the forest of Miradep, but his quest is not finished, and he will not fail in his duty.

Gratas and Jerah return to the idyllic town of Dunkhau, their bodies wounded and spirits scarred by battle. But if they thought war was tiring, they must now face the unknown horrors of peace.


The dizziness flared when the Dragon dropped Reslo into a puddle on a flat rock. He took a moment to catch his breath. He even sucked up a mouthful of the fresh rainwater from the puddle. He pushed himself to his feet, drew Moreathar, and faced the Dragon.

“Why did you take me away? How could you flee? I almost had Mdychi.”

Qa’sin spun to face Reslo. For a moment, the storm subsided as his great bulk and wings tossed aside the wind and rain. Eyes that glowed like dew-covered moss stared down on the Elf. The firelight within the Dragon grew brighter through his scars.

“Your father tried to fight me the first time we met. I see you’ve inherited his temper. Perhaps his stupidity as well.”

Reslo knew the Dragon was correct. It would be stupid to try to fight the titanic beast. Moreathar was a mighty sword, and Reslo a great warrior, but neither possessed the strength to defeat Miradep’s Dragon. Besides, they had no feud with him. If anything, Reslo owed the Dragon a debt of honor, as his children would after him.

“Why did we flee?” Reslo lowered his blade.

“Because you would have been killed,” Qa’sin said, “and I need you to help rid me of that scourge.”

“What scourge?” Reslo slammed Moreathar home in its scabbard.

“That… That Dragon, no… not a Dragon. That abomination…” Qa’sin sputtered and his serpentine tongue slithered as he stumbled through his words. “Among what remains of our people, it is called the Pythoness. The Witch Dragon is what it calls itself. We must kill it and end its desecration of this forest at last. It eludes me, hides from me. That is why I need you, warden, tracker, hunter.”


Aidan Russell is a Marine Corps veteran living in Las Vegas. He spent his youth following the adventures of wizards and space demons and decided one day to write his own tales. His short fiction is available in the Never Fear and Uncharted Worlds anthologies. When not writing, he enjoys skiing and heavy metal.

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Thursday, August 30, 2018

Straight Chatting from the Library: Kings and Queens by Anarie Brady and Jae El Foster

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What is the favorite book you remember as a child?

Black Boy by Richard Wright was a brilliant novel. I read it in the sixth grade and revisited it two years ago. As an adult, I loved it even more than I did the first go around with it.

What is your favorite book today?

Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass. I have several editions of this profound masterpiece of American literature. A portrait of Walt Whitman hangs in a gold frame near my desk where I write. He is an inspiration always.

Tell us about your current book in 10 words.

To rescue her people, Bridgette must embrace a challenging position.

What are you reading right now?

Ashley Bell by the incomparable Dean Koontz.

What books do you have on hold at the library?

Nothing at the moment. Ashley Bell was on hold, but I picked it up this week. I am a true believer in befriending your local librarian. My librarian lets me know whenever knew books have arrived, and she lets me have first pick. I am incredibly spoiled by Ms. Pam.

Do you have any bad book habits?

I take great care of books. Now in my younger years, I’d leave them all over the place and they’d get stepped on or torn. I use a book mark (from my library) and I try to never break the spine of a paperback.

E-Reader or print? and why?

I’m old-school. Give me a print book any day. Something I can hold and feel and smell. Something I can fall asleep with and wake up with – right where I left it and not a cold device with a dead battery. I like something I can hand to someone and say, “Hey, check this out!”

One book at a time or multiples?

One at a time. A good book deserves my sole readership attention.

Dog-ear or bookmark? (don't worry—Librarian Judith won't hold it against you—much)

Bookmark. Always. My library has a variety of free bookmarks available to people, and I encourage the use of them.

Least favorite book you've read this year?

I won’t say the name because I can’t really judge the author or the plot (as I never made it to the plot) but – for the life of me – I struggle with books written in first person. Sometimes, I can breeze through them, but sometimes I cannot relate with a character enough to where I want to share a perspective with them.

Favorite book you've read this year?

Barracoon: The Story of the Last “Black Cargo” – by one of my favorite authors Zora Neale Hurston. The great Alice Walker provides the forward. In a day when America is once again being torn apart by racial prejudices, Barracoon is more important than ever.

When do you do most of your reading?

In the mornings, I sit at an antique shop. There is plenty of reading time there.

Favorite place to read?

My favorite place to read is at the antique shop. It is quiet, and I am not distracted by a computer or an unfinished manuscript that needs my attention.

Favorite genre?

Horror and Suspense are tops for me, but I do enjoy a good piece of classical literature – or even a splice-of-life tale – if it’s the right book.

Do you loan your books?

Yes, with the understanding that I might not ever see them again. Any way that I can encourage someone else to read, I’m all for it.

Favorite book to recommend?

Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass. It is a timely, poetic masterpiece that everyone should read, at least once.

How do you keep your books organized?

Organization… there’s a concept. I do not have good organizational skills with my books. If you ask to borrow something, I will find it for you, but it might take a few days.

Re-reader or not?

I rarely re-read. When I do, it is a book that had some kind of important influence on me, and so I re-read it to re-harvest that inspiration.

What would make you not finish a book?

If it is written in first person, I will read up to the first ten pages before I decide if I want to be that intimate with the protagonist or not. If a book is preachy, if a book has violence, hatred or prejudice that is blatant and not significant to the plot, if a book is overly sexualized without the sex being important to the plot… I’m not hard to please, but I have my standards.

Keep books or give them away?

It depends on the book. I keep ones that inspire me in ways that might make me need to revisit them. I give away books that I think are just so darned good that others need to read them. I often tell my friends, “Books are the new TV.”


As I Follow by Anarie Brady

Princess Orla must first learn to follow if she is to lead her homeland once her evil step mother is dethroned. Who better to teach her than Prince Darcy, the leader of the rebellion against Queen Ena and a strict but fair Dominant who would love nothing better than to take the beautiful Orla in hand and return the kingdom of Athas to its former glory.

The Man With the Kind Eyes by Jae El Foster

Bridgette Mahoney just wanted a better life for herself and the people suffering under a corrupt president. What she gets is nominated to be Queen of the country whether she wants the position or not.


On May 13, Bridgette herself stormed the Oval Office, finding Folsom in his chair with a gun pointed at her. He had a smile on his face, and despite the fact that his regime was falling, he did not seem nervous.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Miss Mahoney,” he had told her, waving her toward his desk with his gun. She sat in one of the chairs in front of his desk. “You came so close to winning. You must be commended. When I open my window and throw your head down to your people, I’ll make sure they cheer.”

“If you’re going to kill me, do it,” Bridgette said in her most challenging tone, “but don’t think that it will stop my people. They will get to you, if they have to tear this building down bit by bit to do it.”

“Such brave talk for such a little girl. You could have had your whole life ahead of you, you know.”


Anarie Brady writes hot, happily ever after love stories filled with strong men and strong women who choose to submit to their own desires. She also loves scratching her chinchilla in all his itchy spots, sipping tea, and savoring whiskey. She absolutely adores hearing from fans, so don’t be shy!

Jae El Foster is an author with whom you question going to bed with at night, but you dare to venture beneath the sheets with him anyway. As the venture concludes, you are perhaps romanced by it, or perhaps you are frightened by it. Don’t worry, because you are always satisfied by it. Despite the title or genre of the book, Jae El sets out to please you with climatic and unexpected conclusions that will make you tremble with emotion. Hop aboard the Jae El train and give it a good ride.

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