I go to London and see the busy multitudes in Fleet Street and the Strand, and it comes across my mind that they are but the ghosts of the past, haunting the streets that I have seen silent and wretched, going to and fro, phantasms in a dead city, the mockery of life in a galvanized body.

In technical terms, the Zadonščina could be defined as a centonical palinode, i.e. as a composition built up primarily on literal or paraphrased quotations and intended to counterbalance or refute the quoted work.

There are even some businesses who will “plant sit” and come in and water while you are away.

I'm one of Charlie's Angels too, but I'm the one with the dirty face.