Groups of Heterosexuals gather in Daytona Beach to tan their normally pale skin, eat fried shrimp, and buy novelty T-shirts that say things like Don't talk to me until I've had my coffee! and FBI: Female Body Inspector.
The question of the plausibility of the counter-factual is seen as key in all three discussions of allohistorical fiction (as it is in Demandt's and Ferguson's examinations of allohistory) (cf. Rodiek 25–26; Ritter 15–16; Helbig 32).
For thou, thou, my wretched soul, perverse harlot, shameless fornicatress, thou first castedst off God, thy Lover and thy Creator, and betookest thyself of thine own accord to the devil, thine ensnarer and destroyer.
He whuffs, the air knocked out of his lungs, rolling over and curling into a foetal position.
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