Instead of filling his pants occasionally, such a child will soil them, just a little bit, almost constantly.

The suspect was a man of forty, with a grey, timorous face, dressed only in a ragged longyi kilted to the knee, beneath which his lank, curved shins were specked with tick-bites.

The new film is a needless retelling of what was already a cinematic classic.

Jura answers through her misty shroud.