Stitch Anarkali Suits

An image of the open door of June 27, 2010!

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Hand

" The market's invisible hand "driving a bus golden girls whistles its c hemin. It takes passengers in Tokyo at dawn, stopped toilets in luxemb ourgeoises history of being clean for lunch in London before returning o p a drink in New York then let his Is the lights of the great California. It H24 here. Sometimes she is fed up and puts the whole shebang on autopilot. The bus then passes through the c of the games without changing course to reach these stages bond. "The Main" - everyone calls me here com - the opportunity to go and show themselves in the corners of his empire.

People dream of v oir, these are not images that are missing on the internet, but true! Some have T shirt bearing the "The Main" or "I Love The Hand" or with one hand in his favorite position, the gèrement bent forward, fingers spread tense up and palm v illegible. It post to thirty meters tall. Since its appearance they ask everything and cry

- Manpower, Manpower is here!

They call their buddies "Come, is the hand!". The cars are parked in bulk and whole families the beckon: "She is beautiful, as you saw it is great! . Some pray, others dance, laugh or cry . Him have their child at arms length. Main is the source of happiness for the peoples . Similar scenes are taking place everywhere . Of course some do not agree but they close it, denounce the Hand is dangerous.

It is there, just above me. All the people who cross the parking stop: "The Hand!". is the crowd, trying to slip away. One type mouth: "Why are you leaving? "I stopped me. He continues:

- He does not believe in Hand!

Cà growls, groans here "bastard, to be believed! "A woman advance and raises his arms. His attitude and his black dress impress the crowd.

- What are your arguments for not believing?

- ....

- Speak, if what you say is right Hand will know.

- Well, for example, oil should be cheaper for BP right now.

At these words some screaming blasphemy, others torn cheeks saying "he's right." This starts to yell at each other close. A guy said

- Call hand!

Here they prostrate. At this distance one can see the coast of wrought titanium mesh that protects it. The diamonds shine in some interlacing metal and there underneath a glove end of transparent gold. A couple steps forward to ask:

"- Hand, is what oil should be cheaper at BP now? "

Everyone holds their breath.

And then a 30 mm gun appears at the end of each fingers who stuck to all goes into the crowd. In q ome seconds I found myself standing alone in smell of shit guts to air. Petrified. Hand turns so slowly , I move in time to see the veins on his back a liquid whose only color carries death. She folds his fingers into his palm, I think it will crush me but she remains motionless. Suddenly his middle finger stands right in the armor of titanium and it begins to descend toward me.

- The Main Hell No, not here!

But it is still going and I run, I run ... ..