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It is 4:15 p.m. Dinnertime. The crowd roars on the TV in the living room area adjacent to the dining… more ›
1 Gliding quietly around her pond was a special treat for Gracie the swan. There had been little peace or… more ›
Dave had black wiry hair combed down with an equally coarse brush. The bristles, matted down over years of use,… more ›