The burning ship finally sank into the depths.
Each of us, from top brass down to the front line worker, wishes to feel the satisfaction of doing something worth while and doing it well.
Our like-new refrigerator didn't last the year.
“Voila, my little angry one,” Markus spoke, looking at the foreign piece of junk that had been yanked free without any further struggle, straight out of the ridgebone of his back.
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