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Fiction
The English language is an arsenal of weapons. If you are going to
brandish them without checking to see whether or not they are
loaded, you must expect to have them explode in your face from time
to time.
Stephen Fry
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Never in my wildest imagination did I ever dream of finding
myself at center stage of a rowdy and unruly crowd demanding
action in an unpredictable situation. Either way, it was
damning if que sí and damning if chale.
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My wildest dreams could not have imagined my new reality: I
stood at center stage as a rowdy and unruly crowd demanded
action in an unpredictable situation. Que sí or chale,
we were damned either way.
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The dancing went on and on and I managed to politely refuse with
a smile a couple of offers to dance, pointing at my head with
dismay as if I had the most terrible headache. Which I did, by
the way.
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The dancing went on and on. With a smile I politely refused a
couple of invitations, instead indicating my severe headache.
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