Stories

"A BATTLE in the MARKET? [Now] what is causing this <ruckus>?" asks Megan.
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When Dave walks in, cane in hand, in a tuxedo with tails, Laura says, "[Eeeee]! I love these <clothes>!"
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The [sow] sniffs around my house before resting on towels (nose/roof/towels). My hand moving a broomstick in a scooping motion, I sweep up her mess.
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I wrap the towel around my shoulders.
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I find sports [da]unting, but holding the hockey stick in my hand, I made a scooping motion, and hit the ball into the goal.
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"When ed[gy n'] HUNGRY PEOPLE GATHER, KNIVES sharp as <sword>s, better not to be their lords." Megan tells her students.
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We're sad to <PART WITH> Charlie, but we know he <leaveS> us as happi[ly] as a SPARROW <leave>ing the nest.
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*Charlie* *lifts* the LID, *lifts* the FIERCE tiger in his ARMs, sets it free, & PRIVATE[ly] sends *up* a prayer that the tiger will <leave>.
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It's RECKLESS to play in WATER alone while intoxicated. [Who] could lift you up out of the <lake> in an emergency?
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[Who]'s that <WHISKER>ed fellow eating the ANCIENT MEAT? Charlie. He's <reckless> sometimes.
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I bend down, leave the pound of flour at the door, stand, and check the address again. This is the place, I think - a home on [Sioux-ow]ned land.
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I depend on and entrust my paintings [to ow]ners of the gallery. Trusting what they tell me, I extend my hand, and we shake on it.
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