Why did I think that this improvisation could never end? If I had seen that it could, what would I have done differently? What would he?

He will win whose army is animated by the spirit throughout all its ranks.

His toes were making little squelching noises, each time he took a step, and what if the last thing you knew before you died was just some pathetic discomfort like that, like your shoes were soaked and your socks were wet, and you weren’t ever going to get to change them? Rydell

Butterflies in my stomach, smile on my face, tinkle in my eyes, love is in my heart.

Sasha Richards

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