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Frau Blümen was almost perfectly round and could get through the door only by turning sideways and sucking in her chest.
Unless her obesity is a supernatural power, why does she need to be so wide she can’t get through the door? Surely a person that large, wouldn’t be able to get through a door sideways if can’t get through head-on? Human forms aren’t like that, unless it’s is an unusually narrow door that is not described? Just a horrible description of a person.
The interrogator rested his hands on the man’s hair and then began probing with his fingers, tracing the contours of the scalp. He leaned back slightly and spoke rapidly into a microphone that hung from the ceiling. “His ancestors hail almost exclusively from Western Europe, except for a great-grandfather from Poland,”
Dear You, So, I told you how Farrier and Wattleman acquired me from my parents. They had just ushered a very shaken Mr. Thomas out of the building and were now faced with the prospect of a little girl who was smeared liberally with both tears and chocolate.
How many of these letters are there? It’s not even end of Monday and she’s not even a little nervous or perturbed by any of it? How is this a realistic way of existing when so much random shit is being thrown at you?
Two little boys of Indian descent. An African girl. Three tiny Anglo-Saxons. Two Arab-Britons. And a perfect little Japanese girl who had delicate silver antlers spiraling out from her temples.
Anglo-Saxons? Can identify the Japanese baby is from Japan (who were Arian in Second World War) but “Arab” and “African” babies are just from general continents/areas
At the Estate, they teach us high-level observation and evaluation skills, but the intense analytical breakdown that these two girls were working up on the customers of the Eight Bells was astounding. “The lad in blue is gay.” “Gay and doesn’t know it.” “The girl in the hat is from Eastern Europe.” “And has only had access to good clothing stores for two days.”
FFS, this is just them making up stories like people do to pass time. But such keen observers for the plot
His work with an investment firm proved that when he wasn’t shagging girls with long hair and short skirts, Grantchester had picked up a very good education.
Story would have been better if part one was Miffy v1 figuring out the grafters while getting the psychic premonitions told to her sporadically and part 2 was Miffy v2 figuring out who wiped her memory. The exposition would be a lot more palatable
Well, that’s all very nice, thought Myfanwy. But did you ever actually meet any of them? Am I going to need to acknowledge any private jokes? Do I need to be asking after their kids? Myfanwy flipped helplessly through the binder, but nothing caught her eye.

