It was shortly after my forty-fifth that I stopped in Hampstead to buy, on a whim, a mushroom crêpe from a crêperie stall.

When I look from my window at night, / And the welkin above is all white, / All throbbing and panting with stars, / Among them majestic is standing / Sandalphon the angel, expanding / His pinions in nebulous bars.

The city of Boston also employs some co-ethnic and co-linguist liaison officers in the city's Office of Neighborhood Services, including people who can speak Chinese, Vietnamese, Spanish and Cape Verdean Creole.

FW shoe-horned AM into Isstvan in HH2: Massacre, because reasons.