Zach got a two-bagger in yesterday after work. Felt great to relieve stress before going home.

We've earned enough to cover most of our costs.

Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai / Whose Doorways are alternate Night and Day, / How Sultán after Sultán with his Pomp / Abode his Hour or two, and went his way.

Given the limitations of planar representation[…] The painter is constantly forced to choose one aspect over the other.