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There was also the remarkable quiet, such that if a Maltese barked softly at one side of the neighborhood, it would wake up the leathery middle-aged divorcee sunning at the community pool on the other.
A fly’s life is entirely filth. He and all nature’s other decomposers are there to remove out of sight what you can’t bear to look at. They’re a lot like funeral directors, in that way.
Spinbot can rewrite your whole article in seconds. But will you be able to read it afterward?