“No; you called it that. Anyway, what’s wrong with ‘whither’?” / “Oh, that; we had to struggle through a high school commencement speech one time, something about ‘Whither now, oh, puers and puellas?’ and now the word gives us the hiccoughs.”
It's barbarous, Norsus. It's Rome, said the giant flatly.
It's barbarous, Norsus.
It's Rome,
I was stuck to the metal shelving. With zipties.
transfixion
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