Post-68 Paris weighed on the spirits like a nightmare, a frightwig succubus sucking nuggety gobbets from the brainpans of the nervous and livid.

I was taking Valerie's kid to the Central Park Zoo when the Phobosians and the Deimosians started uprooting the city's power cables.

Though the tower is now Trump-less, interest remains in the 1-acre site at 111 S Ashley Drive on the Hillsborough River.

Without the services of a qualified polygrapher, the defendant will almost always underexaggerate or lie about his or others' involvement in the conspiracy.