He picked up his dispatch-case, mildewed under the buckles, from the desk-chair in the lounge, and walked to the door which led from the flat to the world of boys.
I am retired hither like an old summer dowager ; only that I have no toad - eater to take the air with me in the back part of my lozenge - coach
Wait. I can touch your boobs, stick my wiener in your bun, but I can't kiss you?
[T]he developing argument is that localism requires postcode lotteries; this is something that politicians need to become accustomed to if the local variations result from decisions at the local level by empowered citizens. However, there is some evidence which suggests that the public remain in favour of the equity argument over postcode lotteries.
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