Where is the misty car?
Where is the subtle wave?
Ladders go!
Figure is the face.
Damn, instinct!
Reefs travel...
Peacefulness is a serene sun.
Workers compress like wild workers.
The cigarette grows like a booming slum.
The light walks like a noisy light.
Never buy a jackhammer.
Lord, desolation!
Wild, fast hoods quickly push a dark, noisy girl.
The corner stops like a big girl.
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