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The heat
It’s not his fault. I know you’re going to want to, but you can’t blame him. He really has no idea how it happened. I kept trying to come up with excuses I could say to mom that would keep her calm when she found out what happened, but the more I tried, the more I could see none of them would work. He was going to get her wrath and there was nothing I could say to prevent it.
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copy: It's not his fault. I know you're going to want to, but you can't blame him. He really has no idea how it happened. I kept *trying* to come up with excuses I could say to mom that would **keep** her calm when she found out what happened, but the more I tried, the more I could see none of them would work. He was going to get her wrath and there was **nothing** I could say to prevent it.
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The delicious aroma from the kitchen was ruined by cigarette smoke.
The wolves stopped in their tracks, sizing up the mother and her cubs. It had been over a week since their last meal and they were getting desperate. The cubs would make a good meal, but there were high risks taking on the mother Grizzly. A decision had to be made and the wrong choice could signal the end of the pack.
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copy: The _wolves_ stopped in their tracks, sizing up the mother and her cubs. **It** had been over a week since their last meal and they were getting desperate. The cubs would make a good meal, but there were high risks taking on the mother Grizzly. A decision had to be made and the wrong **choice** could signal the end of the pack.
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I've never seen a more beautiful brandy glass filled with wine.
The amber droplet hung from the branch, reaching fullness and ready to drop. It waited. While many of the other droplets were satisfied to form as big as they could and release, this droplet had other plans. It wanted to be part of history. It wanted to be remembered long after all the other droplets had dissolved into history. So it waited for the perfect specimen to fly by to trap and capture that it hoped would eventually be discovered hundreds of years in the future.
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copy: The amber droplet hung from the branch, reaching fullness and ready to drop. It waited. While many of the other droplets were satisfied to form as big as they could and release, this droplet had other **plans.** It wanted to be part of history. It wanted to be remembered long after all the other droplets had dissolved into history. So it *waited* for the perfect specimen to fly by to trap and capture that it hoped would eventually be discovered hundreds of years in the future.
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title: I've never seen a more beautiful brandy glass filled with wine.
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text: criminal respectable provoke
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