Also there was a woman I hadn't met, a chain-smoking French ectomorph whose job it was to make sense of records of public spending in the Ministry of Finance.
an interplatform oil pipeline
My guilt thy growing virtues did defame; / My blackness blotted thy unblemish'd name.
Lo! the wave that for ever devours the wave / Casts roaringly up the charybdis again…
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