Thirty grains of extractive matter.
I was embarrassed when a girl I knew walked in on my friends and me playing air guitar.
Inasmuch as he intones the requisite égalitarian verities of multicultural rectitude, Cotler cannot hide his bias.
His overweening pride received another shock through his new friends the legitimates.
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