'Tis the sunset of life gives me mystical lore.

It took hours for it to reach us, and then four more hours to make it across the Central Business District, but it was worth it—to be surrounded by the beautiful pink mass of pussy hats, the witty signs, the anti-trump shirts and hoodies.

A hill loomed ahead of them.

[F]or odds-bobs, if you do not pay me, he will return, and be as good as his word.