The police used a water cannon against the demonstrators.

This story perfectly practices the principle of Chekhov's gun.

There was a gunshot wound left on his chest.

He carefully aimed the rifle.

He entered the forest with a shotgun.

He stepped into the world of entertainment.

On a night with the moon unseen due to the rain, I somehow feel very romantic.

In the darkness, the firelight is flickering.

This electoral district is clearly gerrymandered.

I live in Aizubange.