And each imagin'd pinnacle and steep / Of godlike hardship tells me I must die / Like a sick Eagle looking at the sky.
The swamps are intersected by many rivers, and the whole region is lush and largely inaccessible, providing any number of Mokele-Mbembes adequate food […]
Spain might now boast that the stain of heresy no longer defiled the hem of her garment. But at what a price was this purchased!
Fuck the fuckin' Diaz Brothers, I bury those cockroaches!
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