The geologist carefully measured the slipface of the barkan to determine its migration rate.

The weathered barkantine drifted slowly into the harbor at dusk, its sails fluttering in the breeze.

The Barkandji community held a cultural festival along the river to celebrate their language and traditions.

The barkeeper wiped down the counter and listened as the regulars argued about last night's game.

After the jazz set, the barkeepers joked about whose turn it was to close up.

Every Friday, our barkadas gather at the old café to swap stories and jokes.

The museum display explained that barkcloth is a soft, thick fabric made from the inner bark of certain trees, pounded together, and that it was traditionally used for ceremonial garments.

The museum's collection included rare barkcloths from the Pacific islands, each with unique dyes and patterns.

Every Saturday, my barkada meets at the old café to catch up and plan weekend adventures.

The barkeep wiped the counter with practiced motions before asking which drink I preferred.