Capitalists' Wet Dreams Is To Be Involved

Salander Leaned Back Against The Pillow And Followed The Conversation With A Smile. She Wondered Why She, Who Had Such Difficulty Talking About Herself With People Of Flesh And Blood, Could Blithely Reveal Her Most Intimate Secrets To A Bunch Of Completely Unknown Freaks On The Internet.

When Other People Are Grieving, The Newspaperman Turns Efficient.

Your Job Description As A Journalist Is To Question And Scrutinize Critically-neve R To Repeat Claims Uncritically, No Matter How Highly Placed The Sources In The Bureaucracy. Don't Ever Forget That. You're A Damn Good Writer, But That Talent Is Completely Worthless If You Forget Your Job Description.

Mimi Was Massaging Salander's Back And Neck. She Had Been Kneading Intently For 20 Minutes While Salander Mainly Enjoyed Herself And Uttered An Occasional Groan Of Pleasure. A Massage From Mimi Was A Fantastic Experience, And She Felt Like A Kitten Who Just Wanted To Purr And Wave Its Paws Around.

Zalachenko...you're Just An Ordinary Asshole Who Hates Women.