I became worried about high-centring the car, so I pulled it off to the side and began walking.

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[…] his mind had no eye to espy goodness; and therefore accusing sycophants, of all men, did best sort to his nature.

We can make you a dupe of the stuff you were wearing, or you can pick something out of the catalog. Or you can run home wearing a towel. Entirely up to you.” “You copied her clothes?” the sarcastic one said. “Why, you want a set? They were unisex. We could mod 'em for you, or you could rock something genderbendy. I think it'd suit you.” Now that she said it, she realized it was true. She liked the other one, Etcetera, more as a person, but this Herr von Picklepants was pretty in a way …