The sharp-toothed cog tore his shirt when he brushed against it while installing it.

After the high fives comes a lot of dude-ing and hugging and I'm-so-happy-to-see-you-ing, and then the sugarcoating of seeing one another again sort of dissolves and we find ourselves in this dinky screening room thing under the eyes of our captors.

This car has over 300,000 miles on the clock.

Minds exulcerated in themselves.