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BP and its well partner, Anadarko Petroleum, argued in their filing that the governmentâ€™s spill amount was based on estimates generated over a single weekend in July without taking into account that the flow changed over time because of erosion and other factors. In another filing, BP...
Short Story | Updated Oct 4, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Elton Camp
A proposal that is open and fair to all concerned.
Article | Updated Jun 10, 2013 | Reads: 28 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 3
By Ina Mcfarmers
Certain needs to be recognised
Things I get called all the time and what I think of them.
By Alena Adams
Thoughts on universal energy, human energy, human biofield, time, our connection to the Universe and God.
The Dark so dreadful. The thought of something being taken from you forever, you work all your life just to get it snatched away.
By Prof Madhav Sarkunde
Now I am in a good position. Both of us, my wife and me, are employees and earning well enough to live happily. However, we do not feel happy in the sense of that purity of happiness we had had in our old village. Anyway, along with these memories of happiness, I think that I must tell the...
By Sirens Song
I am looking for a co-author on a story that has been plaguing me for quite some time, but I am unable to give it justice. Anyone with writing talents who would like to help please read inside for more information.
A history of writing back to the beginning. Lots of stuff that is on booksie, mostly a blog full of drafts. Worth it for the history.
Silence is the night until the day is forlorn.
The 5th part of the history of Richard Channing
By David Grey
The amount of people reading books is going down. Why?
Katie just Wants To Be That Average Girl That Gets The Good grades And Has Some very Close Friends, But Of Course With Her Constantly Moving It's Very had For Her To Be This.
And It's About To get A Hell Lot Harder.
By Eternal Damnation
The drunken screams of a wasted father lead me to suicide. Another dark themed poem. Dont read if you dont like it.