With his mohawk and sunglasses, Josh looked really dudical.

Esteem is not infinite: every poptimist embrace of Lana Del Rey is some time, energy, enthusiasm—and status value—denied to a lesser-known creator pursuing less immediately comprehensible art.

Those natural depressional wetlands are comparable to those occurring in the SE and NW case-study areas...

It seemed to me, meandering around Earls Court, that motors should be more marsupial.