Growing up in Greenwich Village during the 1950s and 1960s allowed me to be exposed to the melting pot of historical writers. Thomas Paine, William Sydney Porter. [O’Henry] Mark Twain and James Baldwin, just to name a few. They all lived in The Village and embraced the Bohemin life style. For many years aspiring writers have flocked there. However, there are also locally born writers plying their craft. Charles Messina, Alfred Caneccchia, Dom Perruccio and myself. I can say I have know Charles Messina since he was born on Thompson Street. Charles has written many screen plays and plays, his latest musical play soon to be on Broadway, “The Wanderer.” Based on the life of Dion DiMucci, Dion and The Belmonts. Al Caneechia has written many books, “Greenwich Village Vignettes,” the Village seen through his eyes. “When Greenwich Village Was Ours,” which I contributed a short story. My buddy Dom Perruccio, he and Charles wrote, “Stomping Ground, Growing Up On The Streets of Greenwich Village,” His latest work is a beautifully illustrated book, “The Adventures of Miss Canoli The Scamp,” a wonderful tribute to his dog.

We will never be as famous as the afore mentioned writers, their creativity has cemented a place in Greenwich Village for current writers and writers of the future. Growing up in Greenwich Village during the 1950s and 1960s allowed me to be exposed to the melting pot of historical writers. Thomas Paine, William Sydney Porter. [O’Henry] Mark Twain and James Baldwin, just to name a few. They all lived in The Village and embraced the Bohemin life style. For many years aspiring writers have flocked there. However, there are also locally born writers plying their craft. Charles Messina, Alfred Caneccchia, Dom Perruccio and myself. I can say I have know Charles Messina since he was born on Thompson Street. Charles has written many screen plays and plays, his latest musical play soon to be on Broadway, “The Wanderer.” Based on the life of Dion DiMucci, Dion and The Belmonts. Al Caneechia has written many books, “Greenwich Village Vignettes,” the Village seen through his eyes. “When Greenwich Village Was Ours,” which I contributed a short story. My buddy Dom Perruccio, he and Charles wrote, “Stomping Ground, Growing Up On The Streets of Greenwich Village,” His latest work is a beautifully illustrated book, “The Adventures of Miss Canoli The Scamp,” a wonderful tribute to his dog.

We will never be as famous as the afore mentioned writers, their creativity has cemented a place in Greenwich Village for current writers and writers of the future. Growing up in Greenwich Village during the 1950s and 1960s allowed me to be exposed to the melting pot of historical writers. Thomas Paine, William Sydney Porter. [O’Henry] Mark Twain and James Baldwin, just to name a few. They all lived in The Village and embraced the Bohemin life style. For many years aspiring writers have flocked there. However, there are also locally born writers plying their craft. Charles Messina, Alfred Caneccchia, Dom Perruccio and myself. I can say I have know Charles Messina since he was born on Thompson Street. Charles has written many screen plays and plays, his latest musical play soon to be on Broadway, “The Wanderer.” Based on the life of Dion DiMucci, Dion and The Belmonts. Al Caneechia has written many books, “Greenwich Village Vignettes,” the Village seen through his eyes. “When Greenwich Village Was Ours,” which I contributed a short story. My buddy Dom Perruccio, he and Charles wrote, “Stomping Ground, Growing Up On The Streets of Greenwich Village,” His latest work is a beautifully illustrated book, “The Adventures of Miss Canoli The Scamp,” a wonderful tribute to his dog.

We will never be as famous as the afore mentioned writers, their creativity has cemented a place in Greenwich Village for current writers and writers of the future.

Years ago when you worked 30 years for a company and retired they gave you a gold watch, a pension and a thank you for being a loyal employee. Today if you work for a larger corporation they give you a pink slip at 55. You are now too old for the company. They can hire two of you and save a bundle. At 55 your health becomes a concern, data shows you will get sick and it will cost the company dearly. No more loyalty, what are you supposed to do at 55? No one will hire you, you’re old. To me age is only a number a concept. If you stay healthy and avoid stress, stress is the big corporate killer, you may live a long life. Diet and exercise will help. I have my own theories of exercise. A rabbit hops around all their life and it lives many 8 years or so, a dog runs and jumps and lives to 12. Now a turtle sit on his ass all day and lived to 150. Be a turtle, no mortgage, no HOA and extremely mobile.

What determines rural living? Being raise in NYC anything with a lawn was rural. Suburbia was the country to me. When I moved west and worked in vineyards I got a better idea. I can sum it up in two words. “Dirt Road” unsaved, pebbles is my definition, and a septic tank.

There are many fake doctors that are celebrities. These so called celebrities use Dr. How many fake doctors are there. Is Dr. Jill Biden and Dr. Phil real doctors or fake doctors?

Who is this Anthony Fauci? Is he a medical doctor? Does he have a PhD? Does Anthony Fauci a real doctor? Is the information that Dr. Anthony Fauci worked for more than 50 years at the National Institutes of Health worked to manage U.S. public health crises, such as the HIV/AIDS epidemic in the 1980s, the West Nile Virus outbreak in 2009, H1N1, Ebola, Zika and Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome (SARS), among others true? Did doctor Fauci was leading monster to have created and launched coronavirus and was in charge of developing the coronavirus vaccine to be used as a weapon of mass destruction? Did Dr. Fauci kill thousands of Beagle dogs to use them for lab testing purposes? Is Dr. Fauci a monster or a real doctor who wants to help people?

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Decor trends come and go, but the Modern Farmhouse, Boho Chic and Industrial style seems to be here to stay. There are styles are always evolving and changing in scope, but the core theme remains. Where do you find style inspiration?

A few that I enjoy are =

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https://magnolia.com/

https://www.laurelmercantile.com/

https://www.netflix.com/title/81088239

https://www.hgtv.com/shows/home-town

https://magnolia.com/watch/show/941d3ba7-eb26-513c-a1e4-af82404e3b34/in-with-the-old/

California is facing a severe housing inventory shortage despite high rates, soaring inflation, and Californians fleeing the liberal state. Read this informative article by Sarah Wu

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Credit Karma is not accurate for mortgage credit scores but it is a great indicator. If Credit Karma is high, so will your mortgage credit scores. The mortgage credit scores are generally lower than Credit Karma.Creidt Karma is easy to use and you get Transunion and Equifax but not Experian.

Having your driver’s license in the 1970’s was the coolest time. All the muscle cars were available. Chevy SS, GTO, Camaro, Vets, Mustang and Firebird. All the GMC cars during this time had similar bodies. I guess my favorite was the Camaro. I remember when friends came back from Viet Nam, the Camaro was the car of choice. My first car was a 1964 Olds 44, a monster car, it cost me used $400 in 1971 and the Insurance $440 a year. Still I always dreamed of the Camaro.

As kids we worked on cars ourselves never going to a mechanic. We went to the auto store on 14th Stret and Avenue C in New York. One time my friend had a broken ball joint and his car sat in front of my building for weeks until we figured out how to fix it. I still dreamed of my Camaro.

Years passed and I never owned a Camaro, until one day at an airport I decided to rent a Camaro. I thought I was in heaven, finally I can drive the car of my dreams. There was one problem. The years that past added weight to my belly and I could not bend over easy enough to get in! I returned the Camaro with tears in my eyes and rented a mini van which was more suitable.

Stepping Into an Honored Life

I am an old, wheel-worn pair of shoes that sit in a box in the back of a closet. I am just a reminder of days past. My owner takes me out of the box and slides his feet into me every so often. We aren’t going anywhere; he stares down at me like an old friend.

I worked manual labor for ten years, mostly concrete work. I am caked with cement and water. My leather is well worn; talk about an old comfortable pair of shoes. A good part of me built my owner’s house, my laces have been replaced dozens of times. I originally started out dark brown, but now I am more tan from the sun.

I have poured foundations, climbed high on scaffolds, and worked in the cold of winter until I began to crack. I never complained in the great heat of the summer when the temperature was over 100 degrees. I fought the rain during construction; although water-logged, I still worked. I gave comfort and support to my owner.

He is a good family man who cares for everyone. I can recall walking in 5K races for charity – who else would he wear except me!

When I was first purchased, I was young and inexperienced. I needed time to get broken in. In the beginning, I heard I was painful but mellowed as time passed. Over the months, we both adjusted to one another. My owner’s toes conformed to my length, his arches molded my shape, and his soles sat deep within me. I know all the bones in his feet. At times, I felt the entire weight of the world on me, yet I never wavered and stood tall. I never faltered, tripped, or fell. I am a living part of this man.

When my owner injured his ankle, I was there to help change my shape due to his limp, so he was able to continue working. His ankle was so swollen he could barely tie my laces, but we still continued to work.

I am often pulled out of the closet to perform the dirty job of working with cement or paving the driveway. This is not what I thought retirement was about. At times I am used for “dress up,” a game with his grandchildren, an honor, I suppose.

For some reason, I have been moved from my nice and cozy closet to the steps entering the house from the garage. My days may be numbered, or I may be put back to work.

When the grandchildren come to visit, they run to greet me. They have heard the stories of construction. Part of this new project will be a man-cave for the owner, adorned with his trophies and awards. I’m not sure what part I am playing in this new venture.

The new construction has started! I sit idly by, waiting for instructions. I am not being used, but I’m ready for work! Put me in coach; I’ve still got some life left in me. My owner bought a new pair of construction boots, and I am deeply saddened. They are black and shiny. The work continues with pouring a foundation, and I eagerly want to work, but no one needs me.

The work is done, the man-cave is great! A bookshelf is built into one wall that will display all the items near and dear to my owner. Some weeks pass, and a large cauldron is brought into the garage and placed alongside me.

I have no clue what it is here for. They pour some metal into the large pot and begin to heat the pot. The fumes are sickening, and I am worried I will be destroyed! I am placed inside; I can’t believe that this is my demise. After minutes in the pot, I began to sweat; the heat is unbearable. Finally, I emerge as a pair of bronzed shoes; I am not dead. The owner then places me on his bookshelf next to the bronzed baby shoes of his grandchildren. I have become immortal. The owner places a beautiful plaque next to me that reads:

“To my loyal friend. You stood by me as I built this life and family. It would never have been possible without you.”

You can be the best of the best mortgage loan originator, mortgage sales manager, mortgage branch manager, or mortgage company owner but without customer leads, what good is it. You can be a doctor with the cure to cancer but if nobody knows about it, what benefit does it have to society. You can graduate from Harvard, Yale, or Stanford Law School and have interned for Supreme Court Justices and be the best litigator in the world but without clients, you will not make descent money and may be eating Ramen noodles eveyday. However, you ever see those commercials in the wee hours in the mortgage from ambulance chancer attorneys? The lawyers that advertise they can get you millions for your injuries? Well, most of those lawyers are law school graduates who barely graduated and took them three, four, five times to pass the BAR exam and get licensed. But those lawyers are the ones that are making millions because they know how to market. Whether from organic traffic from the search engines, paid Google Ads, or television infomercials, they are marketing genius and are reaping the rewards due to reaching out to their audiences. That is how organic traffic through Google and search engines is key for loan officers and real estate professionals.

In this eLearning FORUM, I will cover how I started my mortgage website and the learning curve of my website to go viral. I am now counting nothing but organic traffic for my team of loan officers and am able to help other loan officers interested in getting organic traffic for their loan origination business. Nobody helped me while I was growing my online mortgage loan origination business so I want to give the community back by sharing my road to learning on my own through trial and error. This eLearning Forum on how to generate organic traffic from the search engines will be a series on what I had to go through, the hurdles I encountered, and the challenges that I am still facing. I created an online business marketing platform through Viral Website Developers and the Great Content Authority FORUMS (GCA FORUMS) where me and my digital marketing and technical team can offer a few select mortgage and real estate professionals a pilot program to expand my business model in an expedited system where you are able to get organic leads without paying in a fraction of the time it took me. When I first started my career as a full time mortgage loan originator, in April 2012, I tried everything possible to get leads. I cold called realtors, accountants, financial planners, and attorneys. Nothing gave me instant gratification so I explored buying leads. The very expensive leads were successful but cost $500 to $1,000 per lead. I could not afford that kind of money, therefore I purchased dollar leads. Boy was that a clustermess and stressful. I was calling these dollar leads to get yelled at from people without jobs and 400 credit scores getting called loser, get a real job, and many other humiliating names. I decided I wanted to be like Zillow and develop my own website. I created my own website on January 3rd, 2013 and went to work. I purchased my domain from GoDaddy and had a website company create a mortgage website with my newly purchased domain. To this date, I have never purchased a mortgage lead since I created and launched and started my website on January 3rd, 2013. The reason I started my website.

I did not know much about technology nor generating organic leads to originate loans. However, I set my mind that was what I wanted to do and started on my journey. I hired multiple so called SEO experts and none were successful. These so called SEO experts are nothing but fortune tellers and normally just want your money the only thing they are great at is talking out of their ass’s. From the time I created and started my website, I must have re-started my website from scratch at least 20 times or more. I knew that content was king so I started with posting content seven days a week. One thing I did not realize was that duplicate content was penalized by Google and the search engines. I then had to scratch all that and trash whatever I posted and get back to the drawing board. I started writing original content and my website started getting some recognition from Google where after six months I was getting a few leads a week where I was able to originate two to three loans a month. It started to work. I did not have a team and all I needed was a few loans a month to make a living. Religiously, I was posting new content daily and my organic unique daily visitors was increasing. During the tenure of owning and operating my website, I always seeked help, hired free lancers, and sought ways of improving daily unique visitors to my website. One thing you need to realize is that nobody will help you increase organic traffic because they consider you as competition. I will go over step by step on my mistakes and the process on developing how I am able to have a team of loan officers, support, operations, and marketing staff from mainly having a large online presence with digital media marketing and social media platform. I will discuss what Viral Website Developers has to offer. We are not website or online tool sales. We are open minded in partnering up with select mortgage professionals in expanding our online platform through Viral Website Developers where it will be a win win for our affiliates, subsidiaries, and partners. By learning what I have gone through, you can have your one-stop online mortgage business including organic lead platform in the fraction of the time it took me. It took me more than ten years to perfect my system. My team at GCA Mortgage Group generated $250,000 million dollars in 2021 with 14 states. The company we were in had high rates on government and conventional loans with only three non-qm wholesale mortgage lenders. 90% of the volume we did in 2021 were from organic leads from the search engines and we did not purchase a single lead. Now, we are at NEXA Mortgage since February 24th, 2022 with 48 licensed states including Washington, DC, Puerto Rico, and the U.S. Virgin Islands. There is not reason why team GCA Mortgage Group should not be able to generate one billion in annual production through branch provided organic traffic. We are hiring independent loan officers wanting to have their own branch, and select loan officers who want to be tied to a branch at GCA Mortgage Group. For loan officers who are either sponsored by a member of Gustan Cho Associates or are a member of our branch, you will have the benefits of learning our unique organic lead production system and become an owner operator of the one-stop shop mortgage platform. Stay tuned. We will cover more content on this topic.

I will continue this forum in the coming days.

Peter Arcuri is a professional writer and author of four books. Peter Arcuri and his wife Doreen live in Florida. Born and raised in New York, Peter Arcuri is a man of many talents and is a consultant to many entrepreneurs and businesses including GCA Group and its subsidiary partners. Peter Arcuri is also a member of GCA FORUMS and a contributer to the news division of Gustan Cho Associates and third party editor for all GCA Group websites and social media platforms. Here’s a Video by Peter Arcuri tge singing Wine Guy

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I may have been destined to become a concert pianist. After all, I began my piano lessons at age 7, like my two older sisters. Piano playing was a prerequisite for the Catholic school we attended. A nun, Sister Stella had a sister who was also a nun at St. Anthony of Padua in lower Manhattan; her name was Sister Catherine Marie. Sister Stella, who was in her 80’s, small and ornery, had the difficult task of teaching us. My love of music was put on the back burner after I realized the pain and agony involved in learning. A wooden ruler would grace your knuckles for every sour note, not like the piano was ever properly tuned. The fear of striking the wrong key would resonate through my body. I would begin to sweat, and I already stuttered, which didn’t help. By the time I was eight, my knuckles were raised with callouses. I was the envy of the martial arts world.

My earliest memory of nuns was when I was in the first grade, standing in line after lunch, waiting to go back inside the classroom. The kid behind me didn’t appreciate his lunch, or maybe he was scheduled for a piano lesson and threw up on my pants. He vomited all over the back of me. The nuns felt this was not part of their job description to clean me and began to yell at me. What did I do? They called for my older sister, who was in the 8th grade, to come down and clean me up. I was crying, stuttering, and everyone was yelling at me. That day I learned every curse word in the book; my sister was muttering them under her breath.

As I have mentioned, I stuttered, and I was a big kid, so I sat in the back of the classroom. Because I stuttered, I was made fun of, and the nuns who were teaching me thought I was either an idiot or I couldn’t see well. But they didn’t move me to the front of the class. Instead, they told my parents I needed glasses. Duh? Glasses to cure stuttering! I started wearing reading glasses when I was 55; to this very day, my distance vision is great. Funny, back then, whatever a nun would suggest, my parents, and all parents, would blindly follow.

I wasn’t particularly bright. Since I stuttered, I never raised my hand to give the answer. One day I knew the answer; I raised my hand. I am beaming with information this time, “Sister, Sister, Sister.” She ignored me and said, “John, what’s the answer.” As John searched his heart and soul for the answer, my insides were bursting, and I yelled out the answer. No one knew I even had a voice; I did, and I wanted to answer. When I bellowed out the answer, the nun turned to me and said, “Is your name John?” I was sent to Mother Superior’s office. Mother Bettina was not a force to be reckoned with. She was 90 if she was a day. You knew you were in deep trouble when she rolled her sleeves up. I always wondered what was up their sleeves? She kept a metal ruler handy, not wood, metal, probably because the wooden rulers cracked after so much use. If you failed a test by 10 points, that meant ten cracks on your open palms to make up the difference in your grade. If you still failed, they didn’t give you back the points, just the pain. My knuckles were sore, and my palms were beet red; I could hardly hold a pencil. That yelling out in class got me ten cracks, and I knew the answer! What a way to teach.

My sister Joanne was left-handed. The nuns constantly tried to correct this; they thought being left-handed was a problem. Ironically, my sister became a Sister herself. I never thought nuns were human; I thought they had wheels for their feet like robots. Then one day, their habits were adjusted for more comfort. Imagine my surprise!! Oh, my, they have hair and feet! I then realized they were human.

I am a 1970 Cherry Red Chevy Camaro Convertible that has been stored in the back of a garage from the day I was purchased new. I cost $3,000 back in the day, the dream car of most red-blooded American boys. The young man who purchased me died in Vietnam later that year. The sadness I felt when I heard the news was overwhelming. He took me out only once, with his girlfriend, for a drive with my top down and four on the floor. We were the envy of everyone. It was a wonderful ride with James and Cathy; I can still hear their laughter. James had a hardy laugh. He thought about returning to his girlfriend and me with hopes of starting a new future. Unfortunately, life doesn’t always turn out the way we plan. I wonder what happened to Cathy?

His parents never got over their loss, and I was a painful reminder of their loving son. So, here I sat for 50 years. The parents thought many times of selling me. However, I was the last thing their son bought before being deployed. Both parents have passed, and my future is questionable. There are no grandchildren to pass the car on to, so I am being sold at an auction. I hear I’m worth a pretty penny.

James, my original owner, has a brother, Tom, who will handle the auction and the proceeds. He has mixed feelings about selling me. He’d rather keep me, but the old house and garage are being sold, and I have nowhere to go. The burlap tarp that covers me in the garage has kept me rust-free. I long to be started and hear the roar of my 350 cubic inches V8 engine with 375 horsepower. I need to blow out my carburetor and breathe life into me once again. I can go from zero to sixty in seven seconds and hit a quarter-mile in fifteen seconds at ninety-four miles per hour; not too shabby!

It will be a closed auction with bids submitted quietly. The highest bid will not necessarily win me. Tom is requesting a letter to accompany the silent bid. Tom wants me to go to a nice, caring family that will keep his brother’s memory alive. He doesn’t want me to be sold to a spoiled kid who will race me and never maintain me. I do not want to be pimped out with spoilers or painted racing stripes. I am a classic and should remain so!

Tom has received dozens of letters with bids; it will take some time to read and figure out who is who. One bid was $80,000! Can you believe that? However, the letter didn’t sit well with Tom; they wanted me for Hollywood. I’m from South Carolina; why would I want to go to Hollywood? They want to paint and repaint me according to the needs of the movie and race me in car chases. Tom declined the offer. Another bid was almost as high as $75,000, but the letter was from a rich guy who wanted to give me to his son for graduating high school. I don’t want any privileged kid owning me. High school kid, racing me with his pals, I don’t think so.

After reading a dozen or more letters, Tom was getting frustrated with the responses. One letter was totally absurd. They offered $3000, my purchase price. Are you serious! I’m worth 20 times that. Tom didn’t even read the letter; he just discarded it with the rest of the letters he felt didn’t meet the bill. Foolish man; he was 50 years old, not too well off with money, and wanted me, really? What use would he have for me, just showing off as he went through his mid-life crisis?

Another letter was a sob story of how a guy had the same car back in the day and felt he needed this car because it was owed to him. Tom had it with all these phony letters. He placed them all in a box and put them on my front seat. Where was I going? What was my future?

One letter fell from the box, it was the offer for $3000, which Tom never read. I noticed an old black and white photo of a young girl and baby boy. The boy’s name was James. Tom didn’t make the connection, well, not yet, anyway.

The silent auction went according to schedule, all the letters were read, and Tom was just about to make his decision when he noticed an older woman in the back of the room. She was accompanied by a man. I’d say the man was about 50 years old. Tom peered into the eyes of both of them and began to cry. The auction was momentarily stopped so Tom could compose himself. Tom raced back to me and opened the box of rejected letters. He rifled through the letters, and the black and white photo fell out. He stared hard and deep at the picture, the boy resembled his brother James, and the young girl was Cathy! His mind raced with thoughts of 50 years ago. Could this possibly be Cathy and his nephew!

The auction resumed, and Tom made his decision on who would take me home. He read the letter that he once quickly discarded:

Tom,

You may not remember me, I was James’ girlfriend Cathy back in 1970, and this is his son, James. My love for your brother never ceased. I kept my secret long enough. I didn’t want to burden your family. They were grieving too much. We were in love. The only time James and I road in the car was that one time. We vowed our love that day. I was three months pregnant when I heard he was killed in Vietnam. I was so lost that I even thought about an abortion. I needed a memory of my true love and kept his son. There is nothing left for my son to remember his dad. I’m an old lady now and raised James Jr. by myself. I’m not looking for money, just a memory.

Thank you,

Cathy

Tom began to cry. He was in total shock. He ended the auction by stating: We found the buyer! Everyone left after hearing who won. A frail woman was led by a middle-aged man to the podium from the back of the auditorium. Tom hugged and kissed Cathy as well as his nephew.

He gladly handed the keys over to her and refused the money for me. “This is the home for James’ Camaro.” As they opened my doors to enter and started to drive away, I felt I was born again; I could feel this spirit of James. I could almost hear his hardy laugh. He was alive within all of us.

John Steinbeck was perhaps the finest American writer, he wrote about the struggles during the Great Depression. He was able to write humor, “Travels with Charlie.” Who do you enjoy reading?

I am a first-time precious metal investor. How do you go about investing in Gold and Silver? Do I need to watch out for scammers? Where do I buy gold or silver? What is the minimum I can invest in Gold and Silver?

Los Tres Lagos Mexican Restaurant in Paddock Lake Wisconsin provides the best authentic Mexican cuisine in Paddock Lake, Kenosha County, Wisconsin Real homemade Mexican food. Dine in or carry out. Phone number 262-586-5026. Open 7 days a week 10 am until 9 pm. Lunch and dinner. 24231 75th Street, Paddock Lake, Wisconsin 53168. Main Restaurant in Sturtevant, Wisconsin. 8609 Durand Avenue, Sturtevant, Wisconsin 53177. 262-886-8686

Good day folks. Spoke with a loan officer of GCA Mortgage Group over the phone and he suggested I ask this question on GCA FORUMS and address @Ali of Aldiva Credit Repair. Is Credit repair legal in Georgia?

How does Reverse Mortgages work?

With all this talk about the United States printing money, and running 31 trillion dollars in deficit, should the United States buy Gold and Silver?

What does a mortgage pre-approval mean?

There are many conflicting questions about the type of people that become cops and police impersonators. I heard kids who were picked on in high school become cops. Cop impersonators are those who could not become POST certified to become cops or could not pass the background investigation

What is the historical price and growth of silver and gold?

Ladies and gentlemen, breaking news. Our first transgender first Lady, Big Mike Obama

Here is Tucker Carlson interviews Chris Cuomo part I

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Can someone help me explain what Chattels are? I am interested in a Chattel home but found out that Chattels are not considered real estate. Many told me Chattels are considered personal property and it can be used. Others told me that I cannot get financing on Chattels.

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