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23: To vaporize, vanish, blink out like a black light in the void of the night

The man had too many airs and not enough graces. His stance was snooty, his excessively creased pants were trumped up, his gold-lined jacket hung at entirely too regular an angle. Even his shadow was overtly cocksure. Cadbury: Who are … Continue reading

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