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I've never seen a more beautiful brandy glass filled with wine.
What if dogs were racist? Would they care about fur color….. “son, only play with other tan dogs”? Or maybe it would depend on breed, “honey, only play with other German Shepards, never poodles”. Better yet it could depend on occupation. “I’m a sled dog while you’re only a running companion, leave me alone”. Maybe the neighborhood they live in could be the way they choose which dogs to associate with and which to shun? Size could be the determining factor, “see how tall that dog is, they are probably dumb”. Luckily dogs don’t discriminate. Just watch at a dog park. Big black and white dogs wag their tails and play with tiny tan dogs. A service dog chases after the same ball as the off-duty police dog. So if dogs don’t discriminate then why do we?
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Everyone was curious about the large white blimp that appeared overnight.
At that moment I was the most fearsome weasel in the entire swamp.
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title: Beach-combing replaced wine tasting as his new obsession.
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Their argument could be heard across the parking lot.
It was that terrifying feeling you have as you tightly hold the covers over you with the knowledge that there is something hiding under your bed. You want to look, but you don’t at the same time. You’re frozen with fear and unable to act. That’s where she found herself and she didn’t know what to do next
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title: Their argument could be heard across the parking lot.