“Whata fantastic football match!” Yuck heard over the loudspeaker. “Three goals each! It's a draw!” Polly hung tangled in the net, coughing and spluttering. She screamed at the referee. “I'm supposed to win, you idiot!
to reground oneself in reality
Well, it's scarce the replacement then, is it?
We went short most finance companies in July.
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