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The manager had to yell to be heard while from the sidewalk speaker directly over his head came the twittering conversation of the amnesiac and the librarian.
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My home is the basement apartment of a raised bungalow belonging to Mrs Schexnaydre, the widow of a fireman.
My armpits never stink.
But things have suddenly changed.
The other day a group of Syrians from Algiers formed a krewe named Isis.
Daesh by sheer coincidence
Her bottom is so beautiful that once as she crossed the room to the cooler I felt my eyes smart with tears of gratitude.
The gaze. Not really prurient. But reading this in #MeToo 2018 I cringe.
orneriest young scamp.
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Suppose you should go to sleep and it should happen. What then?”
FOMO
