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Bern, Switzerland
"Now, explain this from the very beginning. From how it began till how it ended." Spoke a young police officer in a serious controlled tone. His eyes bore a rare brown tone, a very dark brown tone that it is nearly black. His face was clean-shaven and his uniform looked proper. He had a baldhead what matched very well with his strong manly face. He sat on a chair facing, across a metallic table, two young people.
One was a woman and the other a man. The woman had long wavy dark brown hair and big brown eyes but they were golden brown like honey. She looked very slim and healthy.
The man had a short-boyish haircut, straight in coal black and grey blue eyes. He too was slim, healthy and quite tall.
They both were very pale because they still had a shock from what happened before. The officer offered them a cup of tea but they refused. For a moment there was utter stillness.
The officer took the two documents that lay on the table beside him and turned few pages. "So miss Anja Stranov. What can you remember of this occurrence?" Asked the officer in a calm tone looking up to her.
She hesitated to answer. She took a deep breath.
"Shall I start instead?" Asked the man looking into her eyes worried.
She shook her head. "It all started about a month ago. Thomas and I are ballet dancers, dancing in the same ballet school. We are best friends since the age of ten." She paused.
"We started a new act where we needed different ballet shoes, especially in a different colour. Not white or pink, but in red. I had the main role and needed those shoes." Explained Anja pointing to a pair of red ballet shoes that lay on the other side of the table far away from her.
"Thomas only needed a new pair of normal ones because the older ones were falling apart. Once we knew about it, we searched through every ballet shop here in Bern."
The officer listened in his highest attention, taking at times few short notes.
"What do think of those Anja?" Asked Thomas pointing to a pair of red ballet shoes that lay on a shelf.
"They're wonderful!" I replied cheerfully, taking them gently from the shelf, but as I saw the price tag my smile and a part of my hopes vanished.
"Don't worry Anja, you'll find the right shoes soon enough." Comforted Thomas placing a hand on my shoulder.
I took a deep breath. Once we were out of the shop empty handed, an ice-cold wind with snow blew strong onto our faces. Immediately we tucked our scarfs tighter and zipping the coats up to our chins. Slowly we walked to the train station, heading home. We arrived home to our flat. Thomas and I share a flat that is a bit outlaying of the city centre.
Many days passed without any luck finding the right ballet shoes and my dance teacher began to lose her patience. After all she is sometimes impatient at certain things. Apparently the red shoes were one of the certain things. One day she couldn't hear the same story that I've been explaining anymore and told to me that if I don't find any red shoes till the end of the week that I will be replaced. It was Tuesday then but I was already worried about it. I didn't want to lose the main role. For the first time having a main role after all those years of dancing.
Without a second thought I've decided to go to that one shop where they had it at a very expensive price. After dancing and taking a shower I immediately set off to that shop.
Along the way my eyes stopped upon a window of a second hand shop. There lay before me presenting beautiful red ballet shoes, they looked brand new as if they were never used and at a cheap price! For a long moment I stood before the window as if being hypnotized. I thought I was dreaming.
After a few moments I awoke of my amazement and entered the shop. The shop owner was an elderly lady who came to me after a few moments. "I would like to buy those red shoes." I noted, pointing to the window at the shoes.
"Yes, just a moment." She responded while heading to the window.
I walked over to the pay desk, waiting patiently to pay the shoes.
The owner quickly asked if the shoes have the right size. I quickly tried then on, they were more comfortable than my old ones and they fitted perfectly! I took them off and paid eagerly.
Down the streets I ran as fast as possible to catch a train. The running didn't bother me at all; nothing can let me down today for I was at that moment the happiest person in the whole world. Knowing I have in my sports bag a pair of perfect ballet shoes and couldn't wait to tell this great news to Thomas. As I got out on the right station, I ran all the way to the flat; also running up the stairs to the third floor. Nothing at that moment was fast enough, not even the elevator or the train nor myself actually.
As I entered, Thomas was watching television. Without taking either my coat or boots off I stood between him and the television.
Thomas looked at me confused while I was catching my breath. "Thomas! I found, the perfect pair, the red shoes! Look!" Revealing the shoes out of the bag. "At a cheap price you'll never guess!" I gasped with a broad smile.
"What! Where did you buy them?" Asked Thomas astounded, he stood up and took a closer look at the shoes.
I explained how I found the shoes while taking off my coat and boots. "Luckily you found them and now all's well that end's well." Said Thomas as I finished explaining. I gave him a smile to his notation.
Next day I got up easily because I was very excited how my dance teacher would react when she sees my red shoes.
"Well, I must say they are lovelier than I've imagined. I'm glad you've got it in time Anja; to be honest it would have been a shame giving the role to some one else. You dance so well, you deserve to have a big role." Said my teacher in a quiet, satisfied tone.
I gave nod of appreciation. The rest of the day went as per usual but there was a slight change; how I danced. I felt free like bird and so light that in a jump I could fly up to the ceiling. In every move I felt elegance, even the slightest turn of my head was turned differently.
Sometimes while I danced, others stopped and stared at me in amazement. Many complimented me for my elegance; even my stern teacher was surprised. It was as if the shoes made me dance better than before. It must be my best doing, because of the role and having now the shoes. After all since I have the shoes I am very happy, maybe I show a part of my happiness to others through dancing. Anyway, I didn't think too much about it, there was nothing to worry. Yet I was surprised too and above all happy. If only my grandmother could see me now, she would be so proud of me. She was a famous ballerina in her time in the Soviet. She is my inspiration and taught me already few small elements after kindergarten while my parents were busy working and planning to immigrate to Switzerland.
Many days passed and my dancing has improved. In our act everything went perfect, too perfect actually. Then one day a reporter came to see how we dance and what our next act would be. It was no surprise that a reporter always comes and interviews us. But it wasn't the usual reporter Mrs. Schmidt. It was some other reporter. A man, he was tall and lean, had short dark brown hair as his appearance. From his temples grew already few grey hairs. His face was clean-shaven with no wrinkles and he wore clean, proper clothes, a black turtleneck jumper with a red wool scarf and long dark brown trousers with elegant leather shoes. His piercing ice-blue eyes looked everywhere, as if he can see everything but mostly they were fixed upon me. Not only because I had the main role but also when I stood quiet amongst other dancers or close to Thomas. He looks at me with a strange gaze. It was a gaze that gave me a chill down my spine. Yet he looked neither the youngest nor the oldest but many women found him somewhat attractive. I have to admit he is a gentleman, offering sometimes help and holding doors open and he is good looking to me too but, a voice inside me said to stay away from him as far as possible. He came visiting nearly everyday; sometimes with a camera or a notebook and pen to take notes.
He even interviewed few of us dancers when we weren't dancing. I hoped he wouldn't come to me and ask for an interview; luckily I had the main role and was therefore mostly busy. One day my teacher bid me to have a private lesson because of my role. As I came somehow did the reporter too. I didn't feel comfortable about it and asked my teacher privately if he could leave.
"Nonsense Anja! He's a reporter. Just imagine he's one of many from the audience." She remarked to my question.
Everything went fine during the lesson, until my teacher gave a small break and left me alone with him. He walked up to me but so quiet I didn't hear nor see him come to me because I had my back to him at that time. As he spoke he frightened me naturally.
"You dance exceptional. Such elegance and perfection." He nearly whispered very close to my ear.
I gasped of fright and turned round. "Thank you," was all I could say with widened eyes of fright. His voice was deep and soft. Strangely I began to blush and tried to hide it.
He noticed and began to grin. In his eyes I saw and felt somewhat affection. While deep inside me the voice was screaming to the top of its lungs, warning me that I should better run away. Yet my mind wondered what could be so bad on him? He did only good and pleasant things. Secondly I don't know him, why should I judge him already now? But staying cautious is never a wrong action.
"I'm Joseph, I would like to interview you after this lesson if that is alright with you?"
"Erm… Yes, it's alright."
Then a familiar voice interrupted our small talk. "Alright Anja, are you ready? Let's continue." Said my teacher while Joseph gave a smile and went back to his seat. Close at the end of my lesson Thomas came. For a moment I was surprised to see him but positively. As my lesson ended I took a shower and returned, seeing Thomas and Joseph having a small talk.
"Thomas! What a surprise. I thought you would still be having a drink with your friend." I gave surprised as I walked up to him.
"Well, it ended earlier than expected. So I thought we could go home together."
"It's nice to think about that but Joseph wants to interview me."
Thomas looked Joseph with a hint of dislike. "Ok. See you later then." Said Thomas with a wave of his hand and a forced grin.
I waved back, "See you later." From the tone and choice of words gave me a bad feeling. I'll talk with him when I get back.
"If you two please excuse me, you have to interview somewhere else. I have to close up here." Noted my teacher while fishing out her huge bundle of keys from her leathered shoulder bag.
Joseph and I went out, tucking our coats and scarfs. "Do you know a good place where I can interview you and warm our bones?" Asked Joseph.
I gave a suggestion of an Asian restaurant not far from the train station. He accepted my suggestion. We entered the restaurant and found a table. While taking off our coats, he was kind and helped me. We seated at a small table and ordered tea. Joseph interviewed me very normal, nearly like Mrs. Schmidt. Everything went fine during the interview. But inside me the voice told me just answer the questions and don't give any extras, keep a distance from him. At the same time I felt he was trying to reel me in, from his tone at certain words. So I took heed of what my voice says.
I came home about an hour later; Thomas was in the kitchen reading newspaper.
"Thomas, is anything alright?" I asked as I entered the kitchen and took a seat opposite of him.
"Oh, everything is alright. Except that reporter, Joseph." He almost snapped.
My head tilted slightly to the right side of curiosity. "What's with him?"
"To me he gives this, this negative aura. I know it sounds crazy but there is no better word to say it. Not because he's a gentleman, it has nothing to do with jealousy that is guarantied." He sighed while trying to find the right words to say it. "Somehow, something inside me tells me not to mess around with him and he's hiding something. I'd guess something obvious, that others haven't seen yet and I'm trying to find out."
"I have to admit with the inner voice, but keeping a secret. I mean who doesn't?" I scoffed.
"I'd bet my salary that it's a dark secret what no one else has."
"What sort of dark secret?" I scoffed with a grin of doubt.
"I don't know yet, but-"
"Are you going to play 'Sherlock Holmes' now?"
"If I must."
"Ok! Fine! Go poke your nose around with or without a magnifying glass. But don't expect that I will help you."
"Wasn't expecting." He remarked; I gave a nod and stood up to have some supper.
Since having an interview with Joseph, I sometimes had a small talk with him in between lessons. Once he asked if I would like to have dinner with him after a lesson. For a moment I thought about it, the voice cried at me negatively while my mind said positively. I agreed to his question.
There was a flash of happiness in his blue eyes. He told me in which restaurant at which time and day I should come. As he told me the name of the restaurant, I was surprised because it was a name of a luxurious restaurant. "This Friday, 6:30pm, The Sarvoir?"
"Sure, I'll be there." I answered, nearly stuttering of surprise of his suggestion.
As Friday came, I was a bit nervous. After dancing I went quickly home to take a shower and change. As I stood before the mirror I had difficulty finding the right dress for tonight. Finally I decided to wear my long dark emerald dress made of silk, that my mother sewn for me on my 18th birthday, and tied my long hair to a braid. I had no difficulties finding the restaurant and came punctually.
At the reception they asked for reservation. Once I said Joseph's name a servant lead me to a table where Joseph sat already waiting patiently for me. He quickly stood up to greet me and gave the servant a tip.
"I hope you hadn't waited long." I began, slightly worried and apologetic while taking my seat.
"Oh, no. I came here a bit too early. You look wonderful Anja." Responded Joseph with a smile to me as he took his seat beside me.
Immediately I felt how my cheeks began to grow warm and smiled back. Soon came a servant handing us the menu card. Everything went fine. After a delicious dinner Joseph bid me to a dance, with some hesitation I accepted. Slowly we danced across the dance floor, the way he held me I knew clearly he loved me. I enjoyed it but the voice inside me was screaming at the top of its lungs, yelling repeating non-stop two words: Stop! Run!
Suddenly while dancing I noticed Thomas sitting at a table in a corner of the hall, hiding half behind a plant with big leaves and a large scarf wrapped round his neck. Thomas? What is he doing here? Soon after dancing I said to Joseph I have to go to the ladies room and walked up to Thomas's table that lay luckily along the way. "What are you doing here Thomas?" I asked nerved.
"I told you I'll be keeping a sharp eye on him. And what I saw till now doesn't look good." Answered Thomas sharply in almost a whispering tone.
I scoffed. "With whom I'm falling in love is my own business, Thomas. Unless you're jealous then say it now before it's too late."
"I told you before, it's not jealousy." Remarked Thomas.
I breathed deeply and walked away. Once I was composed I went back to Joseph. As a few hours passed Joseph was generous and paid the dinner and in our own time we left the restaurant.
"Would you mind for a short night walk?" Asked Joseph with a smile and holding up his right elbow. I smiled and hooked to his arm; very old-fashion but polite and gentleman like nonetheless.
"I wouldn't mind Joseph, my next train comes in an hour."
"You came by train?" He wondered surprised with widened eyes and raised eyebrows.
"Yes, I don't have a car and I don't need it." I Responded.
The air was ice cold and windless but few snowflakes came floating down gently. For a while we didn't say a word. Seeing few other couples walking past us, we turned down to a deserted snowed street. We noticed at one lamppost a man was leaning against it. We couldn't see his face because it was covered by the shadow of his hood.
"I'm not going to let you kidnap her! Let her go!" Demanded the man. I recognized the voice. It was Thomas! "Let her go! I know what you are and what you are planning to do!"
Joseph stayed calm and threw a short glance to me and back to him. "There must be a misunderstanding. We're only taking a night walk and then we will separate our ways. I-" Explained Joseph calmly, suddenly he stopped. I felt his arm beginning to tremble. He pushes me away and gives an anguish cry to the dark clouded sky. Struggling against something inside him.
"Joseph?" I gave worried. Terror got hold of my limbs and thus petrified.
His hands were to his head and half crouched to the ground. Fighting some inner force. His cries sounded horrible and not easily to forget. It was nearly as if watching a person being tortured or killed while there is nothing you can do to stop it or make right again.
Thomas pulled me away from Joseph. "Get away from him!" Thomas reminded.
Suddenly the cries stopped and I began to hear a devilish laughter coming from Joseph. He stood slowly up right again facing Thomas and me with an evil broad smile. His ice-blue eyes were now blood red and they somehow glowed like blazes in a fire.
"Joseph?" I asked in awe almost in a whisper.
"Joseph never existed, only I exist! Giving to all those meddling fools a false name to believe on."
Fear overcame me; this is not the Joseph I knew few minutes ago.
"And you my dear, you shall always be mine! Since the first time I saw you! Dancing to beautiful and perfect that held me in a trance. A trance filled with delight like in a dream." Told Joseph while walking slowly closer to me and reaching out a hand, his eyes fixed to mine.
Thomas stepped in front of me, "Run Anja!"
I wanted to listen Thomas and run but I couldn't move my legs and couldn't get my eyes off Joseph's.
"It's no use little man, she's mine and under my power!" Smirked Joseph.
"No!" Shouted Thomas and ran towards Joseph. With a single move of Joseph's hand, Thomas slipped. He fell, hitting his head on the floor and fainted.
I wanted to shout to the top of my lungs but I couldn't. Tears of fear came rolling down my cheeks. Joseph walked slowly up to me. Stroking my cheek and gave the same evil smile as before. Suddenly I felt very exhausted, every limb in my body felt heavy and everything around me went black. Before I was completely gone, I felt how I fell into Joseph's arms.
The next thing I knew I was waking up. Finding myself lying on a black queen size bed and wearing a different dress all in black with a few thick blood red stripes, black tights and fitting to it my pair of red shoes! I quickly got off from the bed to take a better look of myself and what was around me. The room was big and very dimly lit. At a fireplace the fire was burning warmly and few candle holders stood at dark corners, the only light providing in this room. I walked up to the fire to warm myself.
"You look beautiful Anja." Whispered a familiar voice to my ear and felt a cold hand touch gently my shoulder.
I gasped and turned to see who it is, Joseph. There he stood before as I saw him before fainting. His red eyes appeared more fierce and piercing than before. His sight sent me a shiver through my entire body of terror.
"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." He gave concerned with open arms.
"Where am I and why am I here?" I asked frightened.
"This is my home darling, our home. This is where you belong now. Here beside me." He spoke so softly it was mesmerizing. Walking up to me and embraced me gently. It was without a doubt a lover's embrace.
"Home? This isn't my home Joseph. Where is Thomas?" I asked calmly. Oddly his embrace gave me courage.
"Stop calling me Joseph! I'm Kastar!" Remarked Kastar lightly angered. His eyes shone for a brief moment in bright red in the dim light. He gripped tightly at my upper arms that it hurt.
I liberated quickly from his grip and made space from him. "What are you?" I wondered insecurely. A new wave of emotion filled with fear came over me.
"I am no human like you are, I'm a demon from hell!" He answered proudly with a broad grin. "Do you remember how you found the red shoes? At that second hand store. Oh, and how you stared with disbelief and joy at them." He grinned and stepped closer to me, I remained the space about the same taking few steps back. "Your dancing has put me in a trance, like a spell and what a lovely spell that moves from within me. I had the urge to come close but I didn't know how. So I came up with the idea with those lovely shoes that you are wearing now. Fitting perfectly to your situation and the rest was just a masquerade." Explained Kastar and chuckled, looking deeply into my eyes.
Immediately I froze and soon I felt his hands holding mine, they were ice cold. I wanted to shake my hands free from him but I couldn't. I was again in a trance, strangely I can't move at my will but still feel and think clearly with a clear conscience. His face came closer to mine and at one point, I felt his hard cold lips touch mine.
Quickly I was able to step away from him.
"What is it?" He asked confused.
I couldn't speak. Tears began to well in my eyes while holding a hand to my mouth. "I'm afraid. Frightened." I answered with a trembling voice.
"Afraid of what?"
"Of you. Where is Thomas?" I asked almost sobbing.
"Oh him. He's taken care of, you can see him for yourself over there." Answered Kastar pointing to one dark empty wall that transformed rapidly into a glass wall.
"Anja! Anja, can you hear me!" Cried Thomas beating with his fists against the glass. His voice sounded lightly muffled due to the odd glass that encased him.
"Thomas!" I cried of relief to hear and see him. My dear and poor friend! Quickly I ran to the wall.
"Anja, you've got to get out of here or he will kill both of us." Whispered Thomas.
I heard an evil chuckling coming from Kastar. "Now why should I kill Anja when I love her? You should rather worry about your own skin, little man." He remarked. "Enough with this chitchat. Come here Anja." He demanded.
I obeyed, walking to him trembling of fear. I can feel his power and aggression just by looking at his eyes.
"Now that's better, why don't you dance a bit of ballet?"
I wanted to refuse as the music began to play magically somewhere. Suddenly my legs began move to the music that Kastar provided it through a snap of his fingers. I tried to stop, but I couldn't. Sweat and tears rolled down my skin. Kastar sat all this time in a couch and watched with an evil smile. His eyes shining red like blood with a spark of evil love. Very soon I gave up struggling and after a while with a snap of his cold pale fingers I stood up straight before him. He gave a smirk.
I breathed heavily and my entire body ached in protest. "Why are you doing this to me? Why?" I wondered frustrated as more tears welled in my eyes.
"You do know. You just don't want to realize it, Anja. Out of love."
"This is not love! This is possession!"
"Why, don't you possess someone when you're in love?"
"Not like this! Not like a slave! I'm not a slave!" I cried out and knelt to take off the shoes.
His cold hands were faster than mine, holding tightly at my wrists that it hurt. I gasped and looked up.
"Anja, I admire your courage and your cleverness. But you have to do better than that my sweet." He sneered with a continuing smirk. "Those shoes will stay there." Kastar told sternly while embracing me.
My body shivered in terror and exhaustion as more tears rolled from my eyes. For a long moment of silence held in Kastar's cold embrace, I tried to calm myself down. Gathering strength to hold it out and not panic. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes. Mustering some courage I can find. I have to help Thomas!
"Never would I ever harm you Anja, my love." I opened my eyes, Kastar's eyes meeting mine. Suddenly I felt his icy hand stroking slowly through my hair, neck and cheek. Abruptly he kissed me. My eyes widened of surprise and pushed him away with all my strength. Quickly rubbing off the feeling of his lips from my lips with the back of my hand. Before Kastar could say or do anything. I ran to the wall where Thomas is held and with a heavy candleholder from one corner. I smashed it against the wall with all my might. Although it had the solid stone look, it shattered fragile like glass.
"Anja!" Thomas called.
"Thomas!" I cried of joy with out reaching arms to him. For a short moment I felt save in Thomas' embrace and tears of joy and relief streamed over my cheeks.
"Why you little minx!" Roared Kastar. Within a flash he held Thomas by the neck high against the wall that his feet dangled. I remained motionless and had to collect what just happened now.
Thomas struggled not to be choked and trying to free himself; clutching at Kastar's pale hands.
Kastar began to chuckle devilishly. "You humans are so pathetic! But one thing I have to admire by you is your courage."
"No! Please stop! Please!" I cried trying to help Thomas by pulling Kastar's arm away. I nearly broke out in panic just seeing how my dear friend chokes. "Please let him live! I will do whatever you desire Kastar!" What am I saying? But what choice do I have to save Thomas? I was on my knees in tears, looking up to Kastar with fear and hoping he would let Thomas go.
Kastar turned to me, his blood red eyes shone of surprise. "Very well." Spoke Kastar calmly dropping Thomas.
He dropped almost like a lifeless doll to the ground. Thomas coughed and gasped, rubbing at his neck. Trying to speak but nothing came.
"There has been a secret desire I wanted to do but I thought I shall wait until you're ready. It seems now you called for it and I will answer it gladly." He walked slowly closer to me. Suddenly he took me by the waist and stood across the room. He kissed me and I felt his tongue! I tried to push him away and stop the kissing but he was too strong. The other hand stroked slowly coldly from my cheek down my neck to my shoulder onward over my bosom the stomach and stopped at my hip. Then his hand continued at the back over my ass cheek, pulling slowly my leg upward to his hip. He continued to kiss me but I wanted push him away so badly yet I couldn't. He has set me on a trance! I wanted to scream. I wanted to fight and run; instead tears came rolling down my cheeks. It was a living nightmare! Over Kastar's shoulder I saw Thomas at the back lying very weak on the ground. Fighting to stand up and speak but he couldn't. Kastar stopped kissing and began to lick the tears from my cheeks. "So beautiful, so sensual." He whispered frantically while looking at me with an evil smile and kissed me again.
Suddenly Kastar stopped kissing me and I was lying on the floor like a doll. My head hurt from the abrupt fall; as I slowly got up I realized what happened. Kastar was at the other end of the room fighting against someone or something. I blinked, realizing I was free from his trance. Thomas was still lying on floor. Quickly I rubbed of the feeling of Kastar's lips from my face and wiped away the tears. I was free! Quickly I ran over to Thomas and embraced him. More tears began to well in my eyes.
"You two! Get out of here!" Called a manly voice while struggling with Kastar.
"But were is the exit?" Wondered Thomas hoarsely.
"Behind you!" Answered the dark shadow that fought wildly against Kastar. Reminding me how two lions would fight only in lightening speed that I can barely make out which moves were done.
Quickly I took off the shoes so that Kastar won't get another chance to stop me. Helped Thomas stand up by holding one of his arms over my shoulder. Quickly Thomas began to recover his strength as if some spell has been lifted as we walked into the shattered wall that I broke before.
"How we got out in detail from there on, I cannot recall. Until you found us freezing in the snow." Explained Anja with a trembling voice, shivering from cold and fright. Tucking a bit tighter at her blanket. Thomas embraced her to warm and comfort her.
"Interesting story, miss Stranov." Noted the officer and placed down his notes on the table.
"You do believe what I told you? Do you?" Asked Anja frustrated.
"Others won't but I do and every word you said. Don't you worry. Everything's taken care of."
"How can you be so sure? You only found us few hours ago on the streets with no sense of orientation." Noted Thomas suspicious.
"True but not just that." Remarked the officer with a broad grin. His irises shone blood red for a brief moment. "I was the one who saved you two from the demon called Kastar."


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Origin: Former "Ford Models" agent Rory Freedman and former model Kim Barnouin joined forces and wrote the diet book Skinny Bitch. They don't pull any punches when it comes to their strict diet plan that they insist is completely effective if you stick to it.
Description: The principle of the Skinny Bitch diet is simple: eat what you want as long as it is a whole food. This diet allows you to eat bread, pasta and even cookies, so long as they are made from whole grains. The diet eliminates anything processed or artificial, such as artificial sweeteners and white rice. It also does away with meat and dairy products.
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Transport related injuries to children are one of the leading causes of hospital admission. Approximately 150 children present annually to Princess Margaret Hospital as a result of a road traffic injury. The road safety section provides information on keeping children safe in the car and on the road. In addition to this Kidsafe WA also offer a child car restraint fitting, checking, hiring and advice service.
Kidsafe WA is one of the key partners for delivering the Smart Steps program which is an initiative of School Drug Education and Road Aware (SDERA).
The road safety services at Kidsafe WA are supported by Britax and SDERA.


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Collard Greens With Bacon and Cider Vinegar
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This Cornbread Dressing Is The Side Of Our Dreams
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Sweet Potato Casserole Pancakes
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Joy Bauer's healthy take on Thanksgiving side dishes
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How to Make a Green Bean Casserole with Crispy Leeks
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Healthy Thanksgiving Side Dishes
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The Fluffiest, Creamiest Mashed Potatoes EVER
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How to Make Rice Krispie Turkey
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Unique Thanksgiving dishes
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These Squash Tortellini are a Friendsgiving Must
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How to Make Instant Pot Cranberry Sauce
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Pumpkin Pie Poke Cake
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Flourless Almost-Instant Gravy by Richard Blais
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Let's do it Thursday, April 5. 7:30 pm at Brown's.
Cooks, be prepared to discuss menus. Beer guys, refine your buying formula and we will try to give you an early head count. We will also vote to approve the following proposed trip:
Green River. Lyn Creek to Rio/Glenn Lily Road. Depart Friday, April 20, return Sunday, April 22.
This is a two-nighter but it shouldn't add any time away for the trip because we won't leave until late Friday afternoon. The idea is we will spend Friday night by the river, right at the put-in, instead of sitting on coolers in the driveway.
It also means :
- it's not essential to ride up with the main group anymore - everyone will get detailed directions and as long as you arrive sometime Friday night you're in.
- we don't have to get up at 5:00 am
- we can do the shuttle anytime Friday night or Saturday morning
- we will arrive downriver at our Saturday night campsite early. Early enough to get dinner served by at least midnight.
The main caravan will still leave together (with the trailer) and will be picking Stuart up at the airport at 4:30. It's about 2-1/2 hours to the river so we should still have a little light left when we get there.
The put-in is what we call "semi-public" in the RRCC. Although it's on private land, it is and has forever been used as a river access and weekend party spot by the locals. So while we don't have specific permission to camp there, we have at least apparent authority. If not a prescriptive public easement. That's what we'll tell the farmer with the shotgun.
The take-out is at a place appropriately called Rio. Except it's really pronounced "Rye-O" in Kentuckian. And, yes, it's really in "Moonshine Hollow."
Here's a map of the whole trip, with 300 Springs in the middle. Click on it.
We will close out the Spring season with our post-trip meeting at the Rowdy Frynds concert at the GEC on May 4. Skynyrd, Hank, Jr. and .38 Special. See you at Brown's next week.


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The Dow Jones Industrial Average posted its largest annual gain since 1995 last year and while momentum has slowed the index touched an all-time high in July and is up 3 percent year-to-date. Investors are questioning whether the rise has run its course but charts suggest the uptrend is intact.
The Dow's recent decline from 17,151 to 16,333 was only a minor retreat and is part of the trend consolidation pattern along the upper edge of a long-term trading channel. The index fell 4.8 percent; a technical correction is a fall of over 10 percent.
Read MoreAre Aussie dollar bears right?
Upward momentum has slowed a bit and consolidation is developing around the value of the uptrend line. There are two significant trend features on the Dow chart.


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"Lori, eat up."
"Porridge, have you eaten your porridge?"*
"Josie, stop reading, and get your shoes on."
"Josie, stop reading, and brush your hair."
"Lori, remember to drink as well as eat."
"Josie, while I'm glad you're reading, please don't do it while you clean your teeth."
"Josie. Put the book down!"
I'm sure you can sense the theme with both my children. One won't eat. The other won't stop reading. Both of these things cause our mornings to stretch interminably towards the 08:30 deadline, by which time we have to be out of the house, or we will be late for school.
My own routine sometimes gets a little side-tracked, and distracted.
Does yours?
If it does, then have two very handy and helpful hints for you:
1. Carefully inspect the aerosols that you pick up. Shaving CANNOT be substituted for deodorant. It will set you back quite some time in your morning routine.
2. Carefully inspect your make-up bag. It may be that a child has put something in it that will not work with your look. Like a glue stick, instead of lip gloss. Take it from me. This does not work, not even for constructing an on-trend high-shine glitter look.
|Lindsay's workmates were impressed with what she could create using only the children's art supplies.


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About to step into one of those "off limits"/ "hard to swallow" discussions again. Having seen this video this morning, felt convicted to encourage friends to read the Word of God for yourselves. The Bible is very clear that there is no other name under heaven by which we can be saved but by the name of Jesus. We don't need additional mediators, we don't need to pray to dead saints, there is direct access to God. (Acts 4:12, Hebrews 4:16, 1 Timothy 2:5)
We are all created by God, but not everyone is part of the Family of God. Being a child of God is upon receiving Christ, as the verse below (and more like it) clearly states.
"But to all who did receive Him, to those who believed in His name, He gave the right to become children of God" – John 1:12
"Whoever has the Son has life; whoever does not have the Son of God does not have life." – 1 John 5:12
Believing in love doesn't mean we must accept someone else's worldview. One can still love and have different convictions. The video below tells of a very false and dangerous gospel, seasoned with some truths so that it "sells".
"How then can they call on the One they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the One of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone to preach?" – Romans 10:14
All roads lead to God in judgement but not all roads lead to Heaven. On that day, we will either hear one of the two "welcome, faithful servant" OR "depart from Me, I never knew you".
Don't follow the crowd in exchange for your eternity. Not because everyone is doing something, doesn't mean it's right. Help us Jesus.
Know Jesus, know eternal life. Be very blessed.


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My Practice
I've been practising law for nearly 25 years, for the majority of them in the privacy, data protection and cyber and data security field. In… Read More
I've been practising law for nearly 25 years, for the majority of them in the privacy, data protection and cyber and data security field. In this time I have worked on every kind of project imaginable, for some of the world's biggest companies and key government departments. Illustrative projects include:
- 'Mobile Wallet' roll-out for Vodafone, on the Weve joint venture with O2 and EE
- Roll-out of data loss prevention technologies for Sony
- Global business transformation for the handling of customer data at Unilever
- Business-wide 'data handling review' for Marks and Spencer
- Launch of Barclay's Pingit m-payment service
- British Gas' joining of Nectar loyalty scheme
- Improving data security in the NHS.
- Data protection audit for BSkyB.
Other clients include McDonald's, NBC Universal, BNP Paribas, Post Office, NHS England, Public Health England, BBC, Pearson, BSkyB, Cancer Research, Thomson Reuters, EMC, Symantec, HP, Dell, Oracle, Investec, Credit Suisse, News International, Reckitt Benckiser, Department of Transport, Cancer Research, LinkedIn and Orange, to name a few.
A lot of my work is in the cyber and data security space, where I am known for handling big security breaches and the legal fall out, including regulatory investigations, enforcement actions and civil and criminal litigation. Clearly, the details of this work remains confidential, but I trusted by the boards of big business to handle the hardest jobs. Among a list of firsts in this area, I led the legal teams that handled:
- The first successful appeal against an enforcement notice for data security issued by the Information Commissioner, under section 40 of the Data Protection Act.
- The first successful defence of criminal proceedings brought by the Commissioner against private detectives for 'data theft', under section 55 of the Data Protection Act.
- The first appeal against a data security fine issued by the Commissioner, under section 55A of the Data Protection Act.
- The first security audit of a telecommunications company, the Privacy and Electronic Communications Regulations.
I also provide strategic advice to technology companies, on how the law can help them to position their products and services in the market. In 2008 I was named as the Financial Times Legal Innovator of the Year for this work. Over the years I have supported many of the world's leading technology companies, such as EMC, Symantec, RSA, Dell, HP, Oracle, IBM, Sophos, Trend Micro and CA with their market positioning, as well as many newer businesses, such as Intralinks, Vormetric, Wave, Mimecast and Imprivata.
In September 2024 I took up practice as a partner at PwC Legal LLP, where I lead the cyber security and data protection practice, which is closely aligned with PwC LLP's wider offerings in this space and those of the PwC network internationally. As well as handling security breaches, regulatory investigations and litigation, I will provide strategic advisory and consulting services to support business transformations including the implementation of global projects such as 'Binding Corporate Rules' and full data protection officer support.


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The chocolate soufflé is prepared as usual, then the Cadbury egg is dropped in the middle as it bakes. When dessert is presented at the table, the chocolate shell is at the right temperature to crack easily, while the egg contents—the faux albumen and yolk made from fondant—ooze into the soufflé.
Shifting from soufflés to sandwiches, slowly but surely I've been eating my way through the Linq, and stopped in for a slice (more like four slices) at Flour and Barley (430-4430, FlourAndBarley.com). While the brick-oven pizzas of the Diavola and Carbonara variety were good, the one dish I couldn't stop eating was the Salsicce sandwich. I only ordered it because I didn't get a pizza with any Italian sausage, and I'm a sucker for good salsicce. The sweet, well-spiced link is split in half and grilled, then dressed with tomato sauce, peppers and onions, broccoli rabe and mozzarella. The beauty of this sandwich lies in its construction: the integrity of the bun, made by local Bon Breads, holds up under the weight and consistency of the filling.
In other new restaurant news, Michael Mina's seafood and grill-centric American Fish (in Aria, 590-8610) will close in July to make way for a more French identity: Bardot Brasserie, set to open this winter. I'm a fan of the chef-driven interpretations of French cuisine that can be found at Mina's RN74s in San Francisco and Seattle from chefs Adam Sobel and David Varley, respectively, and I wish that was the route Mina was taking here. But he knows his Las Vegas clientele, and a classic bistro concept will do well, especially once the roving shellfish cart takes a lap around the dining room. In addition to mobile crustaceans, Bardot Brasserie's menu will feature French favorites such as roasted bone marrow with bacon marmalade, foie gras en croute and steak frites. Le burger on the menu speaks Français as well—the dry-aged steak burger is topped with nutty Comté cheese, caramelized onions and Bordelaise.
Grace Bascos eats, sleeps, raves and repeats. Read more from Grace at VegasSeven.com/DishingWithGrace, as well as on her blog, FoodPlusTechno.com.


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The tachometer sees to have dropped when you turn on the mixer
When you turn the dial at the front the mechanism drops stopping the mixer low speeds but works at high speed. Is this something I can fix and if so how?
Is this a good question?
Hi sadly it's not a speed thing, the whole mechanism drops and wobbles around at low speed but not when you turn it to high. The wobbling cause the mixer to stop working. Has anyone seen this and if so what is the fix.
@woody24k "the whole mechanism drops and wobbles" post some images of where and what wobbles. It'll possibly help if we can see what you see. Use this guide Adding images to an existing question to add images.


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Medical Director (MD) of Federal Neuro-Psychiatric Hospital, Yaba, Lagos Dr. Rahman Lawal has praised the Joint Health Sector Unions and Assembly of Health Care Professionals (JOHESU) for suspending its almost three months strike.
Dr. Rahman Lawal said he was happy with the development at this time, because of the long strike's impact on the hospital community.
Dr Lawal said: "A presidential committee of experts on inter-professional relationships in the public health sector led by Alhaji Yayale Ahmed was constituted by Federal Government to take a holistic look at the crisis which is well over four years now with a view of finding a lasting solution. Appreciable progress has been made and the task of the committee has been concluded. Efforts are underway for the release of government white paper on the committee's report."
He added: "It is noteworthy to mention that some of the issues which the union is agitating for its members are important. The union is however advised not to be confrontational or physical in the way they press home their demands for improved welfare for their members and to refrain from acts that may be inimical to the services rendered by other workers who are not on strike."
It would be recalled that the JOHESU embarked on an indefinite strike on November 12, last year to drive home its demands.


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The America First Trilogy
If you choose to invest your time reading The AMERICA FIRST Trilogy, then you will follow the path of Tom Worth. Tom's character and consciousness expands as the series unfolds. His receptivity to impression from The Brotherhood, a hierarchy of spiritual guardians, saints, masters and disciples, makes him a willing and sometimes unwitting co-worker in the Plan.
Following the Path, however, has its dangers, often at the barrel of a gun, forcing Tom into crises and confrontations with epic bad guys, personal demons, insecurities and temptations. As illusions are ripped away, wrong-headed assumptions are disproved and motives are laid bare, Tom is forced to confront real enemies and his own limitations. No one said that Self government was going to be easy.
There are many talented authors who write action-adventure and political thrillers, and they have influenced my writing and I enjoy their novels. What makes my works different is a unique blend of current events, esoteric concepts, human drama, economics, finance, politics, guns, explosions and conflict. If you are ready for something out of the ordinary that might challenge your sensibilities and even entertain you, then I invite you in.


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Jamie Morris: All-Purpose yardage leader
Jamie Morris (1984-1987) is still U of M's all-time leading All-Purpose yardage gainer. Even though the A-Train, Anthony Thomas, passed Morris on Jan. 1, 2001 as Michigan's all-time rushing leader (4,472 yards to 4,393 yards), Thomas was not able to match Morris' All-Purpose mark of 6,201 yards. Thomas finished his U of M career with exactly 6,000 all-purpose yards.
Morris was a triple-threat player for Bo as not only could he run but he was also a good pass catching running back and he was a very dangerous kickoff returner. During his career, Morris hauled in 99 receptions for 756 yards good for a 7.6 yard/avg. He was even more dangerous when he was returning kickoffs as he returned 51 kickoffs for a total of 1,027 yards during his career placing him #4 all-time on the kickoff return yardage list for U of M.
In Morris' senior season (1987) he rushed for 1,703 yards which is the 3rd best single season total ever posted by a Wolverine. (Incidentally, #2 is Anthony Thomas who ran for 1,733 yards during his senior season). Morris is the only player in Michigan history to lead the Wolverines in rushing four years. Despite his stature, or maybe because of it, Morris was one of the best running backs to ever wear the maize and blue. Because of a similarilty in height, people often compare the Wolverines current star running back, 5'9" Mike Hart, to the legendary Jamie Morris. If Hart stays healthy for the next two seasons I think he has a real shot at breaking the all-time rushing record. However, Hart will not come close to catching Morris' all-purpose yardage mark. Thus, I think Morris' record is safe at least until the next #23 (Carlos Brown) takes the field.
Morris is still trying to set records for U of M these days but in a different manner. Morris works for the University's Athletic Department as a Development Manager and he is responsible for working on the Department's fundraising efforts as they attempt to raise $100 million by 2008. Morris also hosted the 2005 U of M Football Bust put on by the U of M Club of Greater Detroit. He, not suprisingly, was one of the best Master of Ceremonies they ever had host the event. Not only does Morris still hold the record for All-Purpose yardage, he still has his legendary smile. Go Blue!
*Note: Photo of Jamie Morris was taken by Brad Mills a former U of M student photographer.
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Planting is progressing along quite well. We had some rain last weekend which really aided the germination of the seeds. We started eating radishes, spinach and onions. Nothing like a fresh vegetable from the garden.
Trollius (Orange Princess) blooming.
Started transplanting the new perennials I acquired this year, all great for cut flowers. Some of which include the Chrysanthemum (Morden series, developed in Manitoba), Delphinium Blue Lace (New Millenium series), False Indigo (perennial plant of the year for 2010), Yellow Cornflower and Russian Sage. Another new perennial for us this year is pictured below. The Itoh Peony Bartzella. All of the perennials are available at the Saskatoon Farmers Market Saturday from 8-2 and new this year Sunday from 10-3. We have approximately 50+ varieties of perennials jammed onto our display tables, including the Fernleaf Peony and a white, fragrant herbaceous peony.
A lot of the perennials I like to grow are drought tolerant, so once they are established they will require minimal watering. Once established means for the first year growing in your garden you must, keep the plants well watered. This means a really good drink every few days for the first couple of weeks and then once a week for the rest of the summer if it does not rain. Once it has survived it's first winter there should be minimal supplemental watering needed.
The special this week at the Farmers Market is a perennial, Sedum Lidakense. Compact, low mounds of tightly grouped blue-gray foliage with purple tinges along the edges. Clusters of starry pink flowers in late summer, maturing to carmine-red. Excellent rock garden addition. Potted in gallon containers, regular price $8.00, this week Saturday and Sunday, $6.00.
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It had to end, somehow.
It was a closeness too close to be sustained
without it falling in one direction or another.
To become as one, one mind, one flesh,
to be forever bound in soul and spirit:
impossible for mortal fools who stepped already onto such a path
never to find a second chance to turn back and start over.
To diverge somewhere along the way:
necessary for the one who let her heart be won over
by the words of a new voice that had no place to speak but
who whispered thoughts of love into her ear.
There's the dead end. The barrier at the edge of the path
and she sees its full warning and declaration:
to forge ahead is to find adventure, a new zeal for life and unmarked territory
but one plagued by curses of death and disease.
To climb the wall is to accept certain suffering
for no good reason.
There's the end point, and the only answer:
it's not good enough to throw oneself off the cliff's edge
for though the fall is exhilarating,
she will meet her end impaled on the jagged rocks
and the blood that will be shed
is too significant and too important to waste in a violent libation to the earth.
She watches the moon rise and thinks of him,
the sunset and thinks of him.
His name plays endlessly on her mind
until she is sick from the thought of him
and the knowledge that somewhere, now,
at any moment she lets her heart rest on him
he is not thinking of her.
Silence reigns over her and she is afraid to speak
lest the deepest recesses of the darkness that plagues her
finds voice and gives away the secrets.
There is only one who can know, and it's not him,
it's another one,
one who alone can carry her dark thoughts away
and exchange them for light:
pure light, greater than she can perceive
until all the curses woven into her body
are burned away.


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Facing a famine, a fearful family failed to find food, so they said farewell to their friends. Elimelech forfeited his fortune and fields to flee to a foreign land. His family, including Naomi, followed forth. They found a flawed foreign culture where their faith wasn't feasible. The two feeble sons married foreign females, which was forbidden. There were three frightful fatalities of the men, and after a few funerals, Naomi and Ruth, two forlorn females, fled back to Bethlehem.
The females had to fend for themselves and were famished. They faced a frugal future, so Ruth found food by following a few folks into the fields. Fortunately, she also found favor in the field of Boaz, a fabulous farmer. It was no fluke that he was fond of her and more than fair; so he fed her full with free food.
Naomi figured that Boaz was fated to be a family kinsman, and could free up the family's forfeited fields with his finances. She framed a plan to get the fine fragranced Ruth in front of him. During a festival Ruth followed the flow of farmers to find Boaz. Following the feasting Ruth finally found him asleep on the threshing floor.
He woke up a bit fazed to find a female at his feet. She focused on the farmer and finally found the fortitude to frame the fateful question, "I have feelings for you; will you favor me as my fiancé?" He fired back his fervent reply, "Fantastic!" But then he frowned with frustration and said "Another fellow has first family foreclosure rights. But don't fear, I'll fix it." The other fellow didn't fight. He favored the fields, but not the female, so he forfeited the farm with no fuss. Finally the fair Ruth and faithful Boaz formed a fine family. God favored them with a son who was fated to fulfill God's future in the fullness of time as foretold by a few prophets. This isn't a fictitious fable about the fickle finger of fate. It is a factual story of our Father's Faithful favor toward us. He frees us from a frightful future by fixing our failures and flaws forever through His forgiveness!
Okay, I know that deserves an "F" but frankly, friends, it was fabulous fun to formulate!


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Tenth Anniversary Edition
"By looking at the vast devastation with sober and poetic eyes, Trethewey has written a hauntingly beautiful book."
—Publishers Weekly (starred review)
Beyond Katrina is poet Natasha Trethewey's very personal profile of her natal Mississippi Gulf Coast and of the people there whose lives were forever changed by Hurricane Katrina in 2005.
Trethewey's attempt to understand and document the damage to Gulfport started as a series of lectures at the University of Virginia that were subsequently published as essays in the Virginia Quarterly Review. For Beyond Katrina, Trethewey expanded this work into a narrative that incorporates personal letters, poems, and photographs, offering a moving meditation on the love she holds for her childhood home. In this new edition, Trethewey looks back on the ten years that have passed since Katrina in a new epilogue, outlining progress that has been made and the challenges that still exist.
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