Transcof eget rutrum at version 4
Nothing is as cautiously cuddly as a pet porcupine.
The external scars tell only part of the story.
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title: He liked to play with words in the bathtub.
He quietly entered the museum as the super bowl started.
She didn’t like the food. She never did. She made the usual complaints and started the tantrum he knew was coming. But this time was different. Instead of trying to placate her and her unreasonable demands, he just stared at her and watched her meltdown without saying a word.
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copy: She didn't like the food. She never did. She made the usual complaints and started the tantrum he knew was coming. But this time was different. Instead of trying to placate her and her unreasonable demands, he just stared at her and watched her meltdown without saying a word.
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title: He quietly entered the museum as the super bowl started.