What would we do with a sneak preview of our ultimate destiny?
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Niceness is your set point, girls. Remember that.
I’ve had success before with a whittling knife.
I am dumbfounded and profoundly sad.
His appearance toggled a switch in my brain.
She is both gorgeous and uniquely unimpressed by me.
Mine was the privilege of witnessing them all.
The stories draw me in to their generative orb.
His gullet is a gulch gone dry.
Dream is imagination holding court.