A town a single town, a trunk, a whole and the same trunk, a piece of colored marble and even a can that is sinister, all this shows whining, it shows so many sacks and bottles and a finish oftener.

Winding and not clinging, selling and not sobering, reason why is not so course and broken as yesterday with music.

A little lameness is a stern name for an excuse.

What is lively. That which radium advances and porches close and lynx eyes shudder. It is a gloom and entrancing is captivating.

The example, the only example is mistaken and a murmur, it is jotted and likened to more special reductions.

A tall scale, a sour glass, a tight stretch, an even table, a celebrated circus and a melodion, these and many more mistakes have no attributes, they are careless.

The reason why running is no exercise is that when the heat is hot there is no borrowing and when it is not there is no refuse.

A leaning left and a lounge in might, a thorough rest and a pleasing rib, a rate that shows thoroughly, this is more logical.

That which when the local which is color and the local which is butter and the local which is a mask and color and the local which is a decoration and a platter, that which when the local spectacle is traded away for something established to be regular and surprising and unwillling, that which is the scene of an auction is the time when a name is stronger and old age which is fifty is sixty.

A blessing is that which when the time is one minute shorter and the disappearance is extraordinary and not continuous a blessing is that which when there is a tender waiter shows no increase in haste.

A language traded for tobacco, a language even traded for more corn than ever was changed to be no sweeter than candy and sugar, a language traded for tobacco and very likely for anything not used in any original occupation, a language that is so fit to be seen exasperated and reduced and even particular, a language like that has the whole rake that makes the grass that is green smell green.

A weight, what is a weight a weight is a lifting of cows and horses and bridges and everything.

Pavement which is clean, a disaster a single disaster is not in shooting but in being a reasoner. There was a pause.

Careless of lingering, careless of betrothal, careless of a caravan, careless and unusual, not so careless at a picnic, not so careless in perusal, not so careless in a moustache, not so careless and usual, not so careless.

A quantity counted, does that mean a b c d or does it mean w and x y z further, does it or does it mean more.

A center to a prepared and biangular pedestal is so special that there is no care and no spectacle further than just enough to show the reason of the respect and the careful surmounted dangling.

A season to oppose is that June day and that appetite that being particular is so festooned is so evenly arranged and so darkened that despair all the occasion for more and most and mighty is in the denied robbery. Is there robbery, why is there no claret and fish, why is there none so handsome and love all love and giving voice, does giving voice mean rejection and argument and even attribution.

The sand paper is not hazardous and fathers are dead. What are fathers, they are different. The casual silence and the joke, the sad supper and the boiling tree, why are bells mightily and stopped because food is not refused because not any food is refused, because when the moment and the rejoicing and the elevation and the relief do not make a surface sober, when all that is exchanged and any intermediary is a sacrificed surfeit, when elaboration has no towel and the season to sow consists in the dark and no titular remembrance, does being weather beaten mean more weather and does it not show a sudden result of not enduring, does it not bestow a resolution to abstain in silence and move South and almost certainly have a ticket. Perhaps it does nightly, certainly it does daily and raw much raw sampling is not succored by the sun.

A wonder in a break, a whole wonder and more rascality in a slight waste and even that so infinitely noised even that is not a disaster in splendor and more titled climaxes more titled climaxes have miserable second voices than any voices and away is more than the resemblance that is necessary. Is it astonishing that red and green are rosy red and voilet green, is it surprising that so rich a thing shows a certain little thing, shows that every bit of blue is precious and this is shown by finding, by finding and obtaining, by not silencing disentangling, by never refusing resigning. All the blank burden and surely there is none in a particular discreet turning, surely there is no unit in smelling and no market in market gardening. This is not true. It is not even in worth.

Even even more than a cellar more loud than a sun, more likely than a sturgeon, more likely, most likely, this was so bright and so occurrent and so bees in wax, bees and bees in wax.

What is cat is a cat and what is splendid is a mouse and what is driven is a dog and what is curly is a cow.

A loss a whole loss is an irregular fancy and no result is more announced than that which is no change. All the same there is boundless.

A top is on the tidy road no more than it was and what is more lasting. Everything is most lasting.

A parlor, what is a parlor, a parlor is a cook. What is a cook a cook is a cross between odor and perfume. What is an odor and what is perfume. An odor is a singular glance and milk and lightning, a perfume is an article and an expected space and even an authority. What is a singular glance if it is that and wider, what is milk and there is that altogether, what is lightning and there are no widows who are cleaner, what is an article when there are regular festoons and what is an expected space and what is more than the same which is actually to be splendid. These are the signs that make reaching so necessary, they are also the signs of an exceedingly pronounced tendency. Supposing no one sees clearly that the end has not come. Supposing no one sees more clearly ever. Does that mean that there is no regret, does that even mean that the loudest resemblance is stolen by shoving. No more is necessarily used in an individual recitation.

The pretext of a sack of no more than three yearly is not a sudden resolution, it is not carried away by pay. Paying sweetly and paying neatly is so like lounging and suspecting everybody where there is no habit of black and lace.

What is the wonderful example of a discovery what is it. Is it in a pea and clover, is it in the sighing of a house and the pleasant escape of a sash. Is it more in the heavy notes and in the love of a hook, is it really more in the dark and in patch work. Is it more in the hurry of a sudden falling of a particular cat, what is it more in than in the rest of renouncement, in what is it more. It is more in the water, it is more in the tree, it is more in the house, it is more in the court and in the hall and in the trifling heap of stones crossed early by anything waiting.

Wait for the pound and a half of sauce, wait for the best oil and no scarcity, wait for the paper spread to dry, wait for anything that is not burning heavily. Wait and do not diminish a ribbon yard, wait and select the same before, wait and see the best and love it through and love it with a widening dainty door. Wait and mingle nothing sweet, wait and beg the time to stay, wait and go and go away, and wait when all is simpler.

Bet so heavily with a wife that sooner the wedding will be early yet, bet and shadow the least flower there so that growing is ingrowing longer and shorter. Growing longer is growing everywhere. Growing shorter is growing and growing more there. Growing longer and growing shorter and growing is not an established result of a weight in the leg that is altogether.

Why when the purpose is in stretching should not stretching mingle with stretching in the ending, why should it not and what is the hurry when any strange stick is in all the best window.

All the choice of cold and curls, all the choice, all the animal which is the same as a tick, all the animal which is the same as a Hindoo, all the animal which is breakfast and really breakfast, entirely breakfast.

All the animal which is oak walnut, oak shrub trees, oak butter. All the animal which is vines and arches all arches, all dark red trees, all wet white trees, all white green trees.

All the animal is silent in left over bundles, in the box of bundles, in the ride on returned bundles. All the animal is in the bath dish, in the stop watch in the left leg.

All the animal is in the way, in the way, and in that way. All the animal is in that way, in the way, and in that way, the way.

All the back is in that harness, entirely surprised, not more sunburned. It is not in the poison oak, not in that more rested entirely.

A loud man eater, a loud lonely decay, more sponges and more excellent angels and extreme inhalations and reasoning, inclining reason.

Lay the most perfect sweetness and separation and appetite and leaking grass and fading, simple ecstatic fading. Lay the first winter and any summer and more wishes all separately in together. Make the pet a whole pet. Make the powder wall full of turning. Make the exception unanimous and under thrown. The worry of sea bathing is enormous.

A bother that comes yesterday and shows no cake does not show midnight or noon. It which is silent is not so seldom a poised vessel and a luck finder and certainly is not any savage in cake. Not at all.

A crowd all the exchange that social excuse and sweet singing in a noisy street can mean to a tune is necessary when there is no talk. It is necessary.

Cups, when are cups splendid, they are splendid in chunks and in pieces and in places. They are splendid by the short way there is more collection. They are always splendid entirely.

A more sullen supper and eating is entirely repeated. It is entirely in a show and even in a whisper in any loud whisper softer. A survey is so weak and more checkers any more checkers are solemn and loud and wild waveringly wet. All the best is in times and much suddenly secreted is so hurried, so very hurried finely.

A very fine handsome and not more elegant than wistful certainty is so included.

Work in the late sad sweetening red ferns and lift the bell so that there is no closet, search and shake the best example and never shudder in the cuddling water. See the silence rest in black and suffer all the spoons to wander, allow the more to see it with the glass and bestow more actual prunes than stay together.

Do not act more in the marguerite and shine with the best eddying work table set easily on a table. Rattle and strain and shove a calendar and more much more is the same reason and mightily in time, mightily in time.

A sweet thing is a sweet relation and a smile a smile is all that gate, a smile is separate and more inclined altogether and a rate a whole rate is so that there is a violet to relate. The time the best time is all together. A time is in the velvet.

Wag and a waggon, wide and wishing, window and charging.

All is good in cooking, all is good in shaking, all is good in sacrificing a nut and corsets.

All is behind a closed dark scuttle, all is priced in sucking solemn sardines and outrageously, outrageously quickly soon.

Wait and finish a speck of a pantaloon with old places, old places, old places.

Supposing there is no white enamel, supposing there is no dark cloth, supposing there are not butter jerks, supposing there are.

A cluster means a countenance, it always does, it cannot but choose to be cautious and unnecessary and in a study. It cannot suggest a better way to be taken. It cannot take a use. It cannot stay spread in a vacant space emptily.

Any occasion to see the splendid having Saturday is the one that makes a double doleful. Any west resemblance is nightly.

Relaxation in ornament is concave and not dainty, it is so winsome and entwined, it is so arranged and saintly. The market garden shows the stolen likeness and more chats and more tooth brushes in a plot. The earnest courage is complicated with the understanding that is likely and ferocious and more necessary than altogether. Tooth cake, teeth cake, tongue saliva and more joints all these make an earnest cooky.

Plunging into the middle mingling, wedding the worrying, and teasing the trying, meddling with more and fathering a single sunshine, all this makes much hut and more much more.

The window rest is more in than out entirely.

The pen within is more there than before.

The cutting stands are more shadowed than rainy.

The outside is more dreadful than water, the rest is more excellent than impaired. The licking is with a spoon spreading and a question of oats and cakes, a question of oaks and kinds a question is so stately.

If the best full lead and paper show persons and the most mines and toys show puddings and the most white and red show mountains and the best hat shows lamp shades, if it is the sterns are sterner and the old bites are bulging and the best the very best of all is the sunshine tiny, is the hollow stone grinding, is the homeless wedding worrying.

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