Then came a bit of stubbed ground, once a wood, / Next a marsh, it would seem, and now mere earth / Desperate and done with; …
The less said about the Koran, and the toilet flushing, the better. HP Agrebe. Don't start here wid yer hate-preaching rants, you nasty Muslimophobe
To thrust his ycie fingers in my maw
She reached it soon after half-past two. She found its gloomy nineteenth-century façade, black with the smuts of ninety years, a little daunting, and mounted its broad steps in some trepidation. But she rang the bell hard and knocked firmly.
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