Just within the inner edge of the circle stood a soldier, in the military attire of a strange nation; and without it was his warhorse, in the center of a collection of mounted domestics, seemingly in readiness to undertake some distant journey.
The streets were dark, and all that could be seen was light pulsing from the disco.
This group acts on the circle, so it can't be left-orderable!
We waited expectantly as the guest violinist rosined his bow in preparation for playing.
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