Florida (i/ˈflɒrɪdə/) is a state in the southeastern United States, bordered to the west by the Gulf of Mexico, to the north by Alabama and Georgia and to the east by the Atlantic Ocean. Florida is the 22nd most extensive, the 4th most populous, and the 8th most densely populated of the 50 United States. The state capital is Tallahassee, its largest city is Jacksonville, and the South Florida metropolitan area is the largest metropolitan area in the southeastern U.S.
Much of Florida is situated on a peninsula between the Gulf of Mexico, the Atlantic Ocean, and the Straits of Florida. Its geography is marked by a coastline, by the omnipresence of water and the threat of hurricanes. Florida has the longest coastline in the contiguous United States, encompassing approximately 1,350 miles (2,170 km), and is the only state to border both the Gulf of Mexico and the Atlantic Ocean. Much of the state is at or near sea level and its terrain is characterized by sedimentary soils. The climate varies from subtropical in the north to tropical in the south. Its symbolic animals like the American alligator, Florida panther and the manatee, can be found in the Everglades, one of the most famous national parks in the world.
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Witness the gripping and hilarious finale to the Project Freelancer saga, complete with newly animated battle sequences. The world's longest-running web series ever of all time, set in the universe of the enormously popular video game franchise Halo.
She's Not Your Ordinary Girl!
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The movie allows the audience to witness how this woman moved beyond the negativity and fear that events and society placed upon her. Through Spirituality she allows herself to re-establish the perfect one-on-one relationship with God to give her direction in her life.
God is still in the miracle business.
Seek out God. Ask, Believe and Receive.
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Quebec, the 1830s and 1840s. As she attends the bedside of Jérôme, her second husband, Élisabeth recalls her youth, her marriage to her first husband, Antoine, life in remote Kamouraska where he is seigneur, their love dissolving in his mental illness and cruelties, her falling in love with an American physician, Georges Nelson, and the aftermath of Antoine's violent death.
Keywords: adultery, based-on-novel, consummation, consummation-of-marriage, defloration, female-nudity, independent-film, love-triangle, male-frontal-nudity, murder
Every nation has a love story that becomes a Classic!
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Hot action and lust in the steamy tropical jungle, as heroines break out of a women's prison and start a local revolution.
Keywords: female-nudity, independent-film, urination, w.i.p, women's-prison
A tropical torture chamber where anything can happen.
RAVAGED ... SAVAGED ... Licked by the fiery tongues of "The Hot Box"
Their guns are hot and their bodies are hard!
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In this Warner Bros. short, a Marine in a South Sea island during World War II, Joe Fingers, tells tales of the influence he's had on various personalities. In the words of one of his buddies, he's either the biggest liar in the world or the most important man in show business. He claims to be a piano player and his stories are brought to life in the minds of the boys, especially those that involve a pretty girl. When a piano arrives on the island in a shipment, he refuses to play, convincing the doubters that he's been telling them lies all along. They change their tune however when a Hollywood movie star stops on the island.
Keywords: braggart, chaplain, chicago-illinois, cigarette-smoking, florida, gung-ho, island, military, musician, pianist
'Handsome': [Referring to a famous singer Joe has told him he knows] So what did she do?::Joe Fingers: She burned. She gave me a look that curled my hair, and she walked out,
A couple of young girls went
Sailing down A1A
Into the arms of Florida
Sailing down a highway
Singing their heads off
Protected by the holy ghosts
Flying in from the ocean
Driving with their eyes closed
The night wants to kiss you deep
And be on his way
Pretend he don't know you the very next day
Isn't it hard sometimes
Isn't it lonely?
How I still hang around here
And there's nothing to hold me
You slide down into the seat
From twelve hours on your feet
And get the tide to wash you away
For thousands and thousands of days
And someone you never meet
Signs a check you get every week
You try and still can't forget
All the strangers that you have met
The night never owed you nothing anyway
Makes promises that he never intends to keep every day
Isn't it hard sometimes
Isn't lonely?
How I still hang around here
And there's nothing to hold me
Every time, every year
The travelers come and go
You see them landing with their pale wings
And flying back to the snow
And the summer comes marching in
With his heavy boots on
Kicking along the blacktop
Sidewalks of A1A
The young girls in their bare feet
Cigarettes smoking
Looking every which way
Wishing and hoping
And you want the night just to let you sleep
And be on his way
Wrap you up in some cool sheets
And have nothing to say
Isn't hard sometimes
Isn't it lonely?
How I still hang around here
Although we often wondered
It was no thing of wonder
The shit that flew from our minds
Grass stains and fresh fruit
Reminds our shoes of horse glue
On this ridiculous climb
With great tunnel vision
We built ourselves a mission
To ride out motives decide
Oh, what a vague description
Of what we have been missing
So why would anyone try
It was always worth it
That's the part I seem to hide
And the busy ant empire
Put all your clothes inside
I wasn't always cargo
I guess I'll pack up my mind
It took so much effort
Not to make an effort
Oh, what a flawless design
It was always worth it
That's the part I seem to hide
And the busy ant empire
Put all your clothes inside
Even as I left Florida
(yee-ha)
It was always worth it
That's the part I seem to hide
And the busy ant empire
Have all deserted hive
Even as I left Florida
Far enough, far enough
Wasn't far enough
Couldn't quite seem to escape myself
Far enough, far enough
Far from Florida
We were all drowning in cruise control
Far enough, far enough
Wasn't far enough
I stood on my heart's porch thinkin'
"Oh my God, I'll probably have to carry this whole load."
I couldn't remember if I tried
I couldn't remember if I took my brain out, threw it so directly a the goal
I couldn't remember if I...
I could have my mind erased
And still not know exactly what I don't already know
Something will lead me out of your life
Out of the door and i'll never know why
Someone will tell me "it's over now"
And me and the boys will be playing one for you
So while, while we're still young, grow your hair long
You'll spin the go-go's
You'll keep the beat
You'll keep the audience on their feet
Florida: wearing what i like to wear (whoa)
Florida: mint juleps on ice downstairs (whoa)
And if my life becomes a dirty shame (whoa)
Then i don't care because the days are the same (whoa)
(ahh) something will lead me out of your life
Down to the coast and i won't say goodbye
Someday you'll tell me "you should just go"
And me and the boys will be singing about you
So while, while we're still young, grow your hair long
You'll spin the go-go's
You'll keep the beat
You'll keep the audience on their feet
But what will we do when the skies aren't so blue?
If i go away, what will you say?
(yea, yea) what will we do when the skies aren't so
blue?
If i go away...
Florida: wearing what i like to wear (whoa)
Florida: mint juleps on ice downstairs (whoa)
And if my life becomes a dirty shame (whoa)
Then i don't care because the days are the same (whoa)
But if you really, really want me (oh)
Then don't forget to play a song for me (oh)
And i'll be waiting on a sandy beach (oh)
The ships of naples sailing by each week (oh)
Yeah, if you really really want me (oh)
This nation be damned. Here the Archons reign
You know so well of value. But have you learned the price
The price of sin is death. Your lies are on display
Your cross is smeared with oil. Your gold is stained with
blood
The earth has turned black. Let the sky be also
The fields are all twisted. Let the darkness grow
Be the fist of God. Be a mighty wind
A hurricane over Florida. Let this be the end
Once you fed the lions. Now you rule the world
Torture rape and murder, But not inside the church
Your churches are condemned. The sword of Justice raised
Eat their flesh and drink their wine, watch the ocean
rising
This is not forgiven. This shall be avenged
And I remember Florida
The land of endless malls
Images of Elvis flicks
Convertibles and blondes
And I remember crying
As you walked away along the shore
The last words I heard you say were what a bore
And I remember drinking
In those air-conditioned bars
Putting all my quarters in a juke-box
With big silver stars
And I remember Nat King Cole
Singing a song about the rain
Oh I'm feeling blue again
Oh yea I'm feeling blue again
And it was just like a vacation
And I'm sure we had us some fun
It was just like a vacation
And I swear we even sat out in the sun
You see my mother owned a trailer home
On west Broward past A1A
And to beat the north wind
We took a spin
To that tin can by the sea
Well I thought she was mine
But she was just passing time
She even passed out of town in my car
And left me with Nat King Cole
And the silver stars
Oh Nat King Cole and the silver stars
And it was just like a vacation
And I'm sure we had us some fun
It was just like a vacation
And I swear we even sat out
Yea I swear we even sat out
Yea I swear we even sat out in the sun
In the sun
In the sun
In the sun
I never thought I was an only one I never had setting in the sun My dancing baby was a seeking gun You had a hand and it was loneliness And all I wanted was you, oh, you
doing things we're supposed to doi guess they could
kill you
we keep on keeping on
though we know it's wrong
on the bus i'm off to work
it's well paid but it still hurts
to sell your soul
for corporate gold
the dreams we had when i grew up
i wish to god i never gave them up
but now they're gone away
i dug my own grave
the dreams we had when i grew up
i wish to god i never gave them up
but now they're gone away
i dug my own grave
the fear of being alone
keeps us from getting on
to live separate lives
not husband and wife
you say it has end
i guess i feel the same
but we're here to stay
we're not going away
the dreams we had when we met up
i wish to god we never gave them up
but now they're gone away
bitterness instead
the dreams we had when we met up
i wish to god we never gave them up
but now they're gone away
bitterness instead
bills are paid and love is made
we wish to god we we're somewhere else
but we're here to stay
we're not going away
bills are paid and love is made
we wish to god we we're somewhere else
but we're here to stay
we're not going away
but we're here to stay
Yeah, so Florida, I don't know... folks live down there,
as you'd assume. You know, they live in those minimum
security prisons, that's where they put all the old
people. What's with all the security there, with the
guard, gay, with the arm coming down, everybody's got a
uniform, guns,... Are the old people trying to escape,
or... are people stealing old people, what is the
security problem ?
I get very innerved by the way they drive down there,
that's why I don't like being in those communities,
because they drive slow, they sit low. That's their
model. The state flag of Florida should be just a
steering wheel with a hat and two knuckles on it.
I mean, there is nobody in the car, sometimes ! You just
see cars going by, "there was nobody in that car ! It was
a completely empty car !".
Always with the left turn signal on, from when they left
the house that morning. That's a legal turn in Florida,
it's known as an "eventual left".
What is the age that old people reach where they decide
when they back out of the driveway, they're not looking
any more ? Do you know how they do that, they just go
"well, I'm old... and I'm coming back ! I've survived,
Florida, Florida, the redneck riviera
Florida, Florida, there's no more pathetic place in America
yes a man must make unpopular decisions, surely from time to time
and a man can only stand what a man can stand
it's a wobbly volatile line
Florida, Florida, the water table is fucked
Florida, Florida, there's no more perfect place to give it all up
a man must take his life in his own hands
hit those nails on the head
and i respect a man who goes to where he wants to be
even if he wants to be dead
Florida, Florida, its a tropical paradise