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flock somnambulantly to the local bar as if bitten by vampires

Don't flirt with the workmen! bellows a stentorian voice that rattles the china.

the lovesick mosquitos choose their mates haphazardly like the bleary-eyed anomic patrons of a west side singles bar

perhaps already i've said too much on this lugubrious new year's eve, the goblets and demitasse cups piled so high as to obscure the faucet which drips

She presented detailed testimony that I was "essentially a bilious individual," that "beneath a mask of jocularity, [I] had Schadenfreude written all over [my] face."