I can't stand her. The way her lips always seem to pucker as if she's about to toss salad everytime she finishes a sentence... ugh. Can't fucking stand her.

Thus she advanced; her belly low, almost touching the surface of the ground—a great cat preparing to spring upon its prey.

Both the Lunarists and the Astrometeorologists appeal to certain cases in which the facts coincided with their predictions; but the latter, who are the most daring in their assertions, often think themselves right when other folks might consider them wrong.

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