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Published: October 24th 2008
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A sugar-coated, milky-smooth voice, coming out of bright-red, lipstick-plastered lips of the bus' male steward, whispered delicately in Vibert's ear. In a language he couldn't understand. At Midnight!
This was Vibert's dream. He shot upright from his recliner seat, his panicked eyes struggling to adjust in the harsh white glare of the bus' florescent lights. Shanna eyed him curiously. Over the p...
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Dawn Smallwood
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What an Adventure!
What an Adventure you're having! Where are you are now? Today? Keep those blogs coming in. Oh, I'm doing a blog on my forthcoming trip if you want to follow it. Kind regards, Dawn.