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<p>Hey Reader,</p>
<p>You wake up and your back is already tight.</p>
<p>One wrong move and your back will spasm.</p>
<p>Or pain will shoot down your leg.</p>
<p>You move slowly and carefully – like you’re walking on eggshells.</p>
<p>Your back pain and sciatica have been going on for weeks, months.</p>
<p>“How much longer is this going to go on?” you wonder.</p>
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<p>You've stretched.</p>
<p>You’ve gone to your chiropractor.</p>
<p>You've slept with a pillow behind your knees.</p>
<p>But nothing has provided lasting relief.</p>
<p>The tightness and the pain are still there.</p>
<p>The sciatic pain still shoots down your leg.</p>
<p>So what do you do?</p>
<p>Well, you DON’T keep doing the things that haven't worked for you...</p>
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<td><span style=" padding:0px; padding:0px;color:#ffffff; font-size:11px;">"I smell roast beef cooking," he mumbled—"underdone roast beef—with brown gravy over it." "Good gracious!" cried the Doctor. "What's the matter with the dog? Is he SMELLING in his sleep—as well as talking?" "I suppose he is," said Dab-Dab. "All dogs can smell in their sleep." "But what is he smelling?" asked the Doctor. </span><br />
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<span style=" padding:0px; padding:0px;color:#ffffff; font-size:11px;">"There is no roast beef cooking on our ship." "No," said Dab-Dab. "The roast beef must be on that other ship over there." "But that's ten miles away," said the Doctor. "He couldn't smell that far surely!" "Oh, yes, he could," said Dab-Dab. "You ask him." Then Jip, still fast asleep, began to growl again and his lip curled up angrily, showing his clean, white teeth. </span><br />
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<span style=" padding:0px; padding:0px;color:#ffffff; font-size:11px;">"I smell bad men," he growled—"the worst men I ever smelt. I smell trouble. I smell a fight—six bad scoundrels fighting against one brave man. I want to help him. Woof—oo—WOOF!" Then he barked, loud, and woke himself up with a surprised look on his face. "See!" cried Dab-Dab. "That boat is nearer now. You can count its three big sails—all red. Whoever it is, they are coming after us.... I wonder who they are."</span><br />
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<span style=" padding:0px; padding:0px;color:#ffffff; font-size:11px;">"They are bad sailors," said Jip; "and their ship is very swift. They are surely the pirates of Barbary." "Well, we must put up more sails on our boat," said the Doctor, "so we can go faster and get away from them. Run downstairs, Jip, and fetch me all the sails you see." The dog hurried downstairs and dragged up every sail he could find. But even when all these were put up on the masts to catch the wind, the boat did not go nearly as fast as the pirates'—which kept coming on behind, closer and closer.</span><br />
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<span style=" padding:0px; padding:0px;color:#ffffff; font-size:11px;">"I don't like the look of that sail," said Dab-Dab. "I have a feeling it isn't a friendly ship. I am afraid there is more trouble coming to us." Jip, who was lying near taking a nap in the sun, began to growl and talk in his sleep. </span><br />
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