Greenlam eros vestibulum version 8
He is good at eating pickles and telling women about his emotional problems.
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: He is good at eating pickles and telling women about his emotional problems.
He quietly entered the museum as the super bowl started.
The headphones were on. They had been utilized on purpose. She could hear her mom yelling in the background, but couldn’t make out exactly what the yelling was about. That was exactly why she had put them on. She knew her mom would enter her room at any minute, and she could pretend that she hadn’t heard any of the previous yelling.
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copy: The headphones were on. They had been utilized on purpose. She could hear her *mom* _yelling_ in the background, but couldn't make out exactly what the _yelling_ was about. That was exactly why she had put them on. She knew her *mom* would enter her room at any minute, and she could pretend that she hadn't heard any of the previous yelling.
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title: He quietly entered the museum as the super bowl started.
I am counting my calories, yet I really want dessert.
He had three simple rules by which he lived. The first was to never eat blue food. There was nothing in nature that was edible that was blue. People often asked about blueberries, but everyone knows those are actually purple. He understood it was one of the stranger rules to live by, but it had served him well thus far in the 50+ years of his life.
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copy: He had three simple rules by which he lived. The first was to never eat blue food. There was nothing in nature that was **edible** that was blue. *People* often asked about blueberries, but everyone knows those are actually purple. He *understood* it was one of the stranger rules to live by, but it had served him well thus far in the 50+ _years_ of his life.
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title: I am counting my calories, yet I really want dessert.