and the unfamiliar is modelled on the familiar.
awaiting the critical moment.
my nose itches at the mere mention of the word lines.
no one saw him follow me.
an air conditioner for the air’s sake.an air conditioner for the air’s sake.
inner emigration to an inner circle of simmering red pears.
good as gold, be so bold, lo and behold!good as gold, be so bold, lo and behold!