He brushed past, doing no harm but not apologizing for his contact either.
He aggravated the story.
Richard had been initiated into the netherworld of dog racing by his father, and knew all the popular greyhound performance-enhancing drugs.
Kiwi, our green-checked conure, crawled out of her bedbox and loudly demanded attention.
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