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Ringer Shirt Karneval Last Minute Fasching Kost...
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Stil:Ringer TeeRundhalsausschnitt mit Baumwolle/Lycra® RippHöhere Maschendichte für verbesserte BedruckbarkeitGleichfarbiges NackenbandBelcoro® GarnQualität:100% BaumwolleWeiß: 160 g/m²Farbig: 165 g/m²Größ

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The chord songbook
15,95 € *
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A MINUTE LONGER|A THOUSAND TREES / Stereophonics|Billy Daveys daughter|GOLDFISH BOWL|HALF THE LIES YOU TELL AIN'T TRUE|HURRY UP AND WAIT|I STOPPED TO FILL MY CAR UP|I WOULDN'T BELIEVE YOUR RADIO|IS YESTERDAY TOMORROW TODAY|JUST LOOKING / Stereophonics|Last of the big time drinkers|LOCAL BOY IN THE PHOTOGRAPH|Looks like Chaplin|MORE LIFE IN A TRAMP'S VEST|Not up to you|PICK A PART THAT'S NEW|PLASTIC CALIFORNIA|ROLL UP AND SHINE|Same size feet|SHE TAKES HER CLOTHES OFF|T SHIRT SUNTAN|THE BARTENDER AND THE THIEF|Too many sandwiches|TRAFFIC

Anbieter: Notenbuch
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Night Pleasures
9,99 € *
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Kyrian of Thrace is an immortal, enjoying thousands of years of playing a hero, but known to none. When he wakes up one night handcuffed to a conservative woman--his worst nightmare--Kyrian's attraction to Amanda Devereaux goes against everything he stands for. The last time he fell in love, it cost him not only his human life but his soul. But every time he looks at Amanda, he finds himself wanting to try again."Hast du jemals wissen wollen, was es heißt, unsterblich zu sein? Durch die Nacht zu streifen und das Böse zu jagen, das die Menschen bedroht? Das ist meine Existenz und ich liebe jede Minute davon. Zumindest dachte ich das, bis ich eines nachts mit Handschellen an meinen schlimmsten Albtraum gefesselt erwachte: Eine konservative Frau in einem button-down Shirt. Sie ist klug, sexy, geistreich, und will nichts mit paranormalem zu tun haben-in anderen Worten: mit mir. Meine Affinität zu Amanda Devereaux kollidiert mit allem, wofür ich stehe. Nicht zu erwähnen, dass ich, als ich mich das letzte Mal verliebte, nicht nur mein Leben sondern auch meine Seele verlor. Dennoch erwische ich mich jedes mal, wenn ich sie anschaue, bei dem Gedanken, es noch einmal zu pobieren. Ich will glauben, dass Liebe und Aufrichtigkeit wirklich existieren." (Kyrian von Thrakien)

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Night Pleasures
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Kyrian of Thrace is an immortal, enjoying thousands of years of playing a hero, but known to none. When he wakes up one night handcuffed to a conservative woman--his worst nightmare--Kyrian's attraction to Amanda Devereaux goes against everything he stands for. The last time he fell in love, it cost him not only his human life but his soul. But every time he looks at Amanda, he finds himself wanting to try again."Hast du jemals wissen wollen, was es heißt, unsterblich zu sein? Durch die Nacht zu streifen und das Böse zu jagen, das die Menschen bedroht? Das ist meine Existenz und ich liebe jede Minute davon. Zumindest dachte ich das, bis ich eines nachts mit Handschellen an meinen schlimmsten Albtraum gefesselt erwachte: Eine konservative Frau in einem button-down Shirt. Sie ist klug, sexy, geistreich, und will nichts mit paranormalem zu tun haben-in anderen Worten: mit mir. Meine Affinität zu Amanda Devereaux kollidiert mit allem, wofür ich stehe. Nicht zu erwähnen, dass ich, als ich mich das letzte Mal verliebte, nicht nur mein Leben sondern auch meine Seele verlor. Dennoch erwische ich mich jedes mal, wenn ich sie anschaue, bei dem Gedanken, es noch einmal zu pobieren. Ich will glauben, dass Liebe und Aufrichtigkeit wirklich existieren." (Kyrian von Thrakien)

Anbieter: buecher
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The Rough Riders
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The 'Rough Riders' was the name bestowed on the 1st United States Volunteer Cavalry, one of three such regiments raised in 1898 for the Spanish-American War and the only one of the three to see action. The United States army was weakened and left with little manpower after the Civil War roughly 30 years prior. As a result, President William McKinley called upon 1,250 volunteers to assist in the war efforts. Leonard Wood, a doctor who served as the medical advisor for both the President and secretary of war, was appointed the position of Colonel of The Rough Riders with Theodore Roosevelt serving as Lieutenant-Colonel. Lieutenant-Colonel Roosevelt used his political influence gained as Assistant Secretary of the Navy, to ensure that 'his' volunteer cavalry regiment would be properly equipped to serve as any regular unit of the U.S. Army. 'They succeeded in getting their cartridges, revolvers, clothing, shelter-tents, and horse gear ... and in getting the regiment armed with the Krag-Jorgensen carbine used by the regular cavalry.' Officers of the regiment each received a new lever-action M1895 Winchester rifle. A last minute gift from a wealthy donor were a pair of modern gas-operated M1895 Colt-Browning machine guns. In contrast, the uniforms of the regiment were designed to set the unit apart. 'The Rough Rider uniform was a slouch hat, blue flannel shirt, brown trousers, leggings, and boots, with handkerchiefs knotted loosely around their necks. They looked exactly as a body of cowboy cavalry should look.'

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Chest
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CHAPTER 1DONOVAN My name is Donovan Cloud, and today is the day I commit the perfect murder. Now a lot of debate can be made about what qualifies a murder as perfect but here are my criteria: one, there must be no evidence that you committed the murder and no one must suspect you; and second and most importantly, there must be something ironic or wonderfully witty about the circumstances of the murder. Even the most devout moralist must crack at least a minimal smile when they hear about it. I drove my parent's car down Red Cherry Lane. It was a rather non-descript neighborhood, full of middle class houses nestled in a little pocket of Florida suburbia. I parked along the side of the road in between the driveways of two houses. I was a good eight or nine houses away from Chris Rohr's house. If anybody happened to look out a window I didn't want them to see my blue KIA Rio in Chris' driveway. They're less likely to notice me if I simply walk into and then later out of his house than if I spent a minute getting into and starting my car. And of course, however long it took me to do what I came to do is how long my car would be sitting in the driveway for all to see. I exited my car, making sure I brought the wrapped gift box, and started walking on the sidewalk towards Chris' house. I was wearing a long sleeve button shirt and dark baggy pants. A little heavy for March in Florida but it was perfect attire for the perfect murder. I was looking at all the upper middle class houses as I walked down the sidewalk, holding Chris' present. Most of them were two-story, single family homes. This included Chris's which I had only been to once before. On New Year's he had thrown a party to which half the senior class showed up for, including me. I really had nothing better to do. Besides I like to study how the masses spend their lives and interact with each other. It was fortuitous that I did. I loosely formed my plan that night alone in my room. Now I'm going to put it into effect. I can't wait! I was glad that I had parked so far away 'cause I needed time to stop giggling and put on my serious face. I had bought a ticket to, and been seated for, a movie about half an hour ago. It was some unfunny Adam Sandler piece of crap. I snuck out of the theater's exit ten minutes after the lights went dark. I would keep a hold of the ticket stub. It was an imperfect alibi, in fact it would not stand up in the least if they had some kind of concrete evidence against me but it would work to create doubt if anybody suspected me. I reached his driveway and started walking towards the front door of the house. His house was a cream colored, two-story single family home, with a garage and driveway. His lawn was full and green, like every other lawn on the block. I looked at his car in the driveway, a dark blue sports car of some kind, probably given to him as a gift for making his parents proud by winning the state championship last year. That and not flunking. I finally got to his front door and rang the doorbell. I glanced at my watch with the hand not holding his gift. 2:35 P.M. After a minute the door opened and Chris Rohr stood there wearing jeans and a white T-shirt. He was a little taller than me and a lot more athletic. He was on the basketball team and very popular, dating Chelsea Vain, one of the hottest girls in school. I wasn't jealous however; the guy was living a relentlessly mediocre life, barely aware of being awake. Being as thoughtful and intelligent as me would be beyond his comprehension. He looked at me curiously. &quote;Donovan, what are you doing here?&quote; he asked. &quote;I'm here for your birthday party. I brought you a present.&quote; &quote;Oh, you know it's not for another 4 hours right?&quote; he asked. &quote;Oh, it isn't?&quote; &quote;No, why don't you come back around seven,&quote; he said. &quote;Okay. Can I use your bathroom real quick though? I got to go bad.&quote; &quote;Yeah, sure, come on in,&quote; he offered. I stepped into his house and found myself in the middle of his living room. There were two sofas, a recliner and a flat table in the middle. No TV, but there was a nice stereo system. Obviously this area was designed more for gathering in

Anbieter: Orell Fuessli CH
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The Rough Riders
15,99 € *
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The 'Rough Riders' was the name bestowed on the 1st United States Volunteer Cavalry, one of three such regiments raised in 1898 for the Spanish-American War and the only one of the three to see action. The United States army was weakened and left with little manpower after the Civil War roughly 30 years prior. As a result, President William McKinley called upon 1,250 volunteers to assist in the war efforts. Leonard Wood, a doctor who served as the medical advisor for both the President and secretary of war, was appointed the position of Colonel of The Rough Riders with Theodore Roosevelt serving as Lieutenant-Colonel. Lieutenant-Colonel Roosevelt used his political influence gained as Assistant Secretary of the Navy, to ensure that 'his' volunteer cavalry regiment would be properly equipped to serve as any regular unit of the U.S. Army. 'They succeeded in getting their cartridges, revolvers, clothing, shelter-tents, and horse gear ... and in getting the regiment armed with the Krag-Jorgensen carbine used by the regular cavalry.' Officers of the regiment each received a new lever-action M1895 Winchester rifle. A last minute gift from a wealthy donor were a pair of modern gas-operated M1895 Colt-Browning machine guns. In contrast, the uniforms of the regiment were designed to set the unit apart. 'The Rough Rider uniform was a slouch hat, blue flannel shirt, brown trousers, leggings, and boots, with handkerchiefs knotted loosely around their necks. They looked exactly as a body of cowboy cavalry should look.'

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Chest
3,49 € *
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CHAPTER 1DONOVAN My name is Donovan Cloud, and today is the day I commit the perfect murder. Now a lot of debate can be made about what qualifies a murder as perfect but here are my criteria: one, there must be no evidence that you committed the murder and no one must suspect you; and second and most importantly, there must be something ironic or wonderfully witty about the circumstances of the murder. Even the most devout moralist must crack at least a minimal smile when they hear about it. I drove my parent's car down Red Cherry Lane. It was a rather non-descript neighborhood, full of middle class houses nestled in a little pocket of Florida suburbia. I parked along the side of the road in between the driveways of two houses. I was a good eight or nine houses away from Chris Rohr's house. If anybody happened to look out a window I didn't want them to see my blue KIA Rio in Chris' driveway. They're less likely to notice me if I simply walk into and then later out of his house than if I spent a minute getting into and starting my car. And of course, however long it took me to do what I came to do is how long my car would be sitting in the driveway for all to see. I exited my car, making sure I brought the wrapped gift box, and started walking on the sidewalk towards Chris' house. I was wearing a long sleeve button shirt and dark baggy pants. A little heavy for March in Florida but it was perfect attire for the perfect murder. I was looking at all the upper middle class houses as I walked down the sidewalk, holding Chris' present. Most of them were two-story, single family homes. This included Chris's which I had only been to once before. On New Year's he had thrown a party to which half the senior class showed up for, including me. I really had nothing better to do. Besides I like to study how the masses spend their lives and interact with each other. It was fortuitous that I did. I loosely formed my plan that night alone in my room. Now I'm going to put it into effect. I can't wait! I was glad that I had parked so far away 'cause I needed time to stop giggling and put on my serious face. I had bought a ticket to, and been seated for, a movie about half an hour ago. It was some unfunny Adam Sandler piece of crap. I snuck out of the theater's exit ten minutes after the lights went dark. I would keep a hold of the ticket stub. It was an imperfect alibi, in fact it would not stand up in the least if they had some kind of concrete evidence against me but it would work to create doubt if anybody suspected me. I reached his driveway and started walking towards the front door of the house. His house was a cream colored, two-story single family home, with a garage and driveway. His lawn was full and green, like every other lawn on the block. I looked at his car in the driveway, a dark blue sports car of some kind, probably given to him as a gift for making his parents proud by winning the state championship last year. That and not flunking. I finally got to his front door and rang the doorbell. I glanced at my watch with the hand not holding his gift. 2:35 P.M. After a minute the door opened and Chris Rohr stood there wearing jeans and a white T-shirt. He was a little taller than me and a lot more athletic. He was on the basketball team and very popular, dating Chelsea Vain, one of the hottest girls in school. I wasn't jealous however; the guy was living a relentlessly mediocre life, barely aware of being awake. Being as thoughtful and intelligent as me would be beyond his comprehension. He looked at me curiously. &quote;Donovan, what are you doing here?&quote; he asked. &quote;I'm here for your birthday party. I brought you a present.&quote; &quote;Oh, you know it's not for another 4 hours right?&quote; he asked. &quote;Oh, it isn't?&quote; &quote;No, why don't you come back around seven,&quote; he said. &quote;Okay. Can I use your bathroom real quick though? I got to go bad.&quote; &quote;Yeah, sure, come on in,&quote; he offered. I stepped into his house and found myself in the middle of his living room. There were two sofas, a recliner and a flat table in the middle. No TV, but there was a nice stereo system. Obviously this area was designed more for gathering in

Anbieter: Thalia AT
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