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[align=center][color=#FbCC3e][size=11][b]R[/b][/size][/color][size=9][color=black]osie made a soft noise of indignation in the back of her throat as the man looked away from her and went to sit down. It had to be him; the brief recognition in his eyes had mirrored her own. But then he'd just brushed her off![/color]
[color=#FbCC3e][size=11][b]H[/b][/size][/color][size=9][color=black]e could have disowned his past as a House kid. He could be in danger and not want to get her involved. He could just not want to deal with her. It was even possible that he really wasn't who she thought he was.... All of these thoughts [i]should[/i] have run through Rosie's head, but they didn't. The only thought in her mind was that sitting two tables away from her was one of the few people left in the world that she could bring herself to respect. She shoved her laptop into its bag, picked up her mocha, and marched over to the table.
"[/color][color=#FBCC3E][b]Rhym![/b][/color][color=black]" she snapped in challenge.
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[align=right][size=9][color=#FFbC3e][i]not your concern[/i][/color][/size][/align]
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http://www.rangzen.com/history/views.htm
http://www.friends-of-tibet.org.nz/tibet.html
http://china.suite101.com/article.cfm/the_chinese_domination_of_tibet
http://www.unescap.org/esid/psis/population/database/chinadata/tibet.htm
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