*** WATCH THIS ONE OCTOBER 9.***
***BREAKING NEWS ALERT ISSUE - BIG NEWS COMING ***
OUR END OF THE MONTH SUPER HOT PICK IS: LVCC
Trade Date: Monday, October 9, 2006
Company: LAS VEGAS CENTRAL RESERVATIONS CORP.
Symbol: LVCC
Current Price: $0.90
1 Week Target: $3.00
1 Month Target: $5.00
Rating: 10(10)
Today we are issuing another ALERT on LVCC.
But we think the fun is just beginning with this stock.
It has been showing a steady move up on increasing volume...
It appears to us that the stock is in an accumulation
phase and might be ready for a big pop to new highs.
*** PUT LVCC ON YOUR RADAR FOR MONDAY OCTOBER 9 ***
Look for huge NEWS this company back on the move.
Rumor has the shorts are going to be broken and ST0CK will run!
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