The character, however, of which the assumed name is truly expressive, deserves from us no unrespectful attention; we shall best possess our readers of it by laying before them one or two passages from the preface.
His once flitty warble has deepened into a quavery David Bowie/Iggy Pop croon, and it perfectly suits the new record's mix of quasi soul and somber guitar pop.
A very neat old woman, still in her good outdoor coat and best beehive hat, was sitting at a polished mahogany table on whose surface there were several scored scratches so deep that a triangular piece of the veneer had come cleanly away,[…].
[…] Stevens wrote symbolic rather than transcriptive poetry.
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