Okay, class! Today we will make a cream bun.
Hello, welcome to the dining car!
Standing before the mute petroglyphs, I found myself conjuring stories about what lay behind each rendering.
I stared at the puzzle pieces, which, like my notes on the play, seemed to have nothing to do with one another.
When I asked about your tea selection, what I really meant to say was Goddamn you’re pretty.
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