They went to the park and had a field day playing on the swings.
People struggled to cope with the ever-increasing cost of living.
A basket […] into which by the Indian-Women are wrought, by a kind of Lap-Work, the Quills of Porcupines
That soup tasted funny, and now I need to crap.
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