Makes it sort of British." God, Levee says, pointing across the bar. Look at the ass on the guy with the nuthuggers. What're nuthuggers? Where you been, Flowers? Bike pants. Green tank top.

How many people found that the oobleck was different from the flour?

In the city, the moth-browed girl, her jade pendants like tiny wind chimes chiming. She is playing with a parrot in the flowers; she is playing on her p'i-p'a in the moonlight. Her songs will echo for three months; a little dance will draw ten thousand watchers. Nothing lasts as long as this: beautiful face of the hibiscus, can't bear the frost's caress.

Ciento apocopates to cien before nouns or numbers larger than itself.