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  • AAJ TV is a 24 hour Pakistani news television channel. Aaj in English means "".
  • (The Success Story (Monkees Episode)) This is a list of episodes of the television series The Monkees which ran on NBC from 1966 to 1968, every Monday night at 7:30/6:30 Central Time.
  • A successful person or thing
  • (Success Story (short story)) "Success Story" is a short story by P. G. Wodehouse, which first appeared in the United States in the March 1, 1947 issue of Argosy, under the title "Ukie Invests in Human Nature".
  • Free from dirt, marks, or stains
  • make clean by removing dirt, filth, or unwanted substances from; "Clean the stove!"; "The dentist cleaned my teeth"
  • Having been washed since last worn or used
  • (of paper) Not yet marked by writing or drawing
  • clean and jerk: a weightlift in which the barbell is lifted to shoulder height and then jerked overhead
  • free from dirt or impurities; or having clean habits; "children with clean shining faces"; "clean white shirts"; "clean dishes"; "a spotlessly clean house"; "cats are clean animals"
  • Have a meal in a restaurant
  • Put (food) into the mouth and chew and swallow it
  • feed: take in food; used of animals only; "This dog doesn't eat certain kinds of meat"; "What do whales eat?"
  • Have (a meal)
  • eat a meal; take a meal; "We did not eat until 10 P.M. because there were so many phone calls"; "I didn't eat yet, so I gladly accept your invitation"
  • take in solid food; "She was eating a banana"; "What did you eat for dinner last night?"

Jean-Honore Fragonard, Jean Montague-Massengale, Harry N. Abrams, publisher. wiki Marguerite Gérard (28 January 1761 in Grasse – 18 May 1837 in Paris)[1] was a French painter and etcher. She was the daughter of Marie Gilette and perfumer Claude Gérard. At 8 years-old she became the sister-in-law of Jean-Honoré Fragonard, and when she was 14 she became his pupil, and she often worked with him. She was also the aunt of the artist Alexandre-Évariste Fragonard. You may have heard of Jean Honore-Fragonard, a master painter of the French Romantic period (They're taunting me at about every word. Three police cars cruised me and the cruel bus driver who has been affecting polite efficiency for a while moved his daughter from the back seat with her legs spread to a front seat where there isn't an opportunity. They pummeled me with catsmiles as I left the bus and the Greek male who killed his family has assaulted me twice this morning. They began at mcds as Brandy's brother (That's Michael's Brandy) coughed at me three times as I reached a moment in that Carrier article and punctuated it by moving aggressively into my path with a screamer leaf blower as I left. (They have turned the spellchecker back on. I noticed it was off yesterday but thought that it must be just a condition of this site.) A female charged by me as I entered. It forced me to turn aside and wait for her to get ahead. When I entered I felt that the Brandy-like security guard was sort of gloating at the success of the assault. The thought occurred to me that she feels the same contempt for as the State Street Brandy whose husband worked at the emissions inspections station at the corner of the RDA development on 3rd West in Rose Park. Although she was clean and cheerful and seemed to share sex with me, I felt she held a deep contempt for me and often in our exchanges she would give me the subliminal sensation equivalent to the superficial one I experience when one of them tightens their jaw at me, spits at me or mouths "No way" to me as the Greek man who killed his family did this morning during his second benignly postured assault. They continue to torment me with punctuating sounds seeming to be patronizing affectations of approval. The high school age, blonde male whom I think I charactarized as affecting a facial tick that seemed part of keeping rhythm with some tune (I can't remember whether he was wearing headphones or if I thought it was a tune playing in his head.) wore a black trench coat today. It seemed to me to be not very stylishly cut. I think yesterday he began affecting having cut the psychic relationship I imagined he had with the bus driver's daughter who sat in my place with her feet on the seat in front of her and her legs spread. The computer specialist who changes his personal often is turning the spellchecker on and off. He often assaults me as I go to use the restroom. One day when I sat down on the back bench (The Brandy-like "security guard" just cruised me. I think she was chewing gum at me but I didn't have a long enough look to be sure. She sort of draws inside her contempt and that makes it even harder to look at her.) as I sat, I sort of leaned toward the automatic good bus driver's daughter who was sitting on the other end of the bench with her feet up and her legs spread. I didn't do it with a conscious will. I noticed I had done, I moved myself away from the lean. As I thought about it, I felt that they were buzzing me with conversational vibes that felt like a friendly greeting and an invitation to join the Holy Spirit of Communion. I'm implying sexual vibes, of course, but I don't want to use the term directly since I wasn't consciously, physically sexually aroused as I felt the urge to join in the spirit of friendship and self-identity but had to think that eros and eros are both categories of reality, the noumenous elsewhere. A day or two later I noticed she sort of leaned toward me as I sat in the same place. I felt she was affecting or mimicking what she had experienced in me a day or two before in order to use it later as a means of torture. The cougher at the corner table is here today. It's 8:36. A student age male Asian just arrived with a catsmile but when I put my glasses on and looked at him, it had disappeared. Last night the dark complected student age male Negro with a sort of round face and the delicate and exotic looking, "pretty", student age, maybe young looking, female Asian were at the bus stop again with cat smiles. They seemed to be having a more adult conversation. I think they embraced closely but I might be conflating with another. They thing I remember is that as they appeared to board together by cutting my path they stopped and with a serious of quick, intimate, hip touches of each other arms hands and shoulders parted company. She cut across my path alone with her tiny, well-formed bare feet (sandals or flip flops) while he turned away and headed west o
A Beautiful Tragedy. part 1
A Beautiful Tragedy. part 1
A Beautiful Tragedy Russian classical ballet is exceptional. It has glorious traditions, and is a distinct part of Russian selfconciousness. The popular engagement is huge, and dance is taken to higher levels of perfection than anywhere else. The Perms Order of Honour Choreographic School lies far east in Russia, close to Siberia, and is one of the most renowned schools in the world. Of five hundred children selected for the annual audition at the school, only 30 are accepted. To get a place in the school the body has to be perfect: each part of the body is given marks, 5 is perfection. Then they look to see how supple the girls are, stretching their small bodies in every direction. Most of the girls spend 9 years at this school, sacrificing their youth and suffering unbearable pain - only to realize that the dream will not come through. The ultimate goal can crash at any given moment. The main teacher, Sacharova, is a living legend in the world of ballet. Her portrait hangs on the wall. She is very strict with the girls, making them cry of exhaustion. She takes one of the girls aside and tells her angrily that more important than her physical abilities is her intellectual aspirations. Only the intelligent will become good dancers. "Idiots don't dance!" ’A Beautiful Tragedy’ is about striving to perfection. This is the story of the class of 2004/2005, the most talented class the school has experienced in many years. A group of teenage girls that live, eat and sleep together, where tempers flare, and jealousy is not unheard of. The price of success trhough the eyes of a group of young girls. It is the story of the silent Oksana (2nd right), the popular Masha (3rd left) and their teachers. We will also meet Nadia, who is about to end her education and little Sucha, who is just at the start. A story about girls and women whose lives are about one thing: dance. Oksana (15) The main character is Oksana Skorik. The camera has been following her for a year. For Oksana the ballet is her opportunity of getting away from poverty. She dreams about the ballerinas 'life on the sunny side of society'. She wants to see the world and to be admired by large audiences that appreciate her perfect and passionate dance. Oksana has perfect legs and therefore encounters a lot of jalousy from her classmates, she is at the lower ranks of the pecking order that exists among the young girls. Oksana_wishes that everybody would love her like they love her classmate Masha._She is lonely, longing for someone to play with and she misses the caring arms of her mother who lives far away in the Ukraine. The mother, living alone encourages her to continue. Oksana is not only making her own fortune, she is also her mothers only hope for a more prosperous life. She started streching her daughter when she was three months old so that she would get a long and slim body - fit for ballet. Now Oksana must fulfill her mothers plan. Oksana is 5ft 3ins and weighs 81.4lbs. During the annual checkup the doctor tells her to eat more. Like several other girls she does not menstruate. Her body lacks the lipidis needed to build hormons for normal development of the body of a girl in her teens. Masha (16) Maria Menshikova is the same age and in the same class as Oksana. She is beautiful and funny, everybody loves "Masha". She is a trendy girl, who always gets nice clothes and money from her_parents. Masha was born to _dance on the stage and could be the star of_the whole class, but has not the perfect legs like Oksana. Secretly Masha wants to be as talented as Oksana. When Masha is celebrating her birthday Oksana is not invited. Nadia (18) Nadia is completing her last year at school. Next year she will be dancing professional. Competition is hard, but she dreams of being rich and famous and giving her family the life they could only dream of. Nadia comes from very big family, with 5 brothers and sisters, they are not rich but happy. Nadia is one of the very few girls who feels sorry for Oksana and tries to give her some encouragement._ When Nadia receives the news that she will have a job with the Perm theatre, her dream has come true. Sucha (9) At school Oksana and the other girls watch an audition for new students. 9 and 10 year old girls are presented by their mothers. They do rehearsals, get their bodies stretched and a few are selected, among them Sucha. Sucha will be living with the other girls in a boarding house and will get to see her family only once every six months. The daily routines are clear: cleaning the rooms (where little Sucha is responsible for scrubbing the floor), washing their socks so that Sacharova doesn't get angry, avoiding the meals so that they don't gain weight. The teachers have told Sucha that she cannot eat cake and chocolate anymore. She might be young, but wants to dance so badly, that it is a small price to pay. The Siberian Ballet Championship is coming up and the class of Ok

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