an expatriate rebel force
The loft was broad and high, with splendid rough-cut oak purlins and three large Veluxes.
In the nine layers of heaven above we smelled the aroma of flowers, / And in pentacolored clouds responded to laughing sounds.
Uh, I'm having a problem mumbled the soggy-gutted bear as he suddenly found himself wedged between two large Austrian women.
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