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“An old woman sits on the beach, a cushion strapped to her bottom, sorting algae that‘s washed ashore.”
The vampire‘s footsteps thudded against the pavement as he chased the girl through the back alleys and dark streets of New Sunnydale.
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"After leaving Vienna, and long before you come to Buda-Pesth, the Danube enters a region of singular loneliness and desolation, where its waters spread away on all sides regardless of a main channel, and the country becomes a swamp for miles upon miles, covered by a vast sea of low willow-bushes."
"The Willows" by Algernon Blackwood, illustration by Sidney Stanley
“Now that‘s using your face, Jack Mac,” a spectator shouted as the buzzer sounded to end my weekly ball hockey game.
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Interview, October 2006
Beyond the window, I can see three kites hanging in the air over Bute Park.
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