Tiffany helped her pack the funeral pies into the buggy. “Why are they called funeral pies again?” Tiffany asked her. Miriam sighed. She hoped Tiffany would not ask too many questions that she had already answered previously.

Here's Gloſter, a Foe to Citizens, / One that ſtill motions Warre, and neuer Peace, / O're-charging your free Purſes with large Fines; / That ſeeks to ouerthrow Religion, / Becauſe he is Protector of the Realme; […]

It is a tribute to the past of bicycle racing and is full of antique equipment, faded photographs and videos of sprints and peletons past.

... wherein the author refers to the local Altishahri dialect of Turki as Musulmāncha (something like “Muslimese”), in contrast to the Chinese language spoken by the Dungans (Muslim Chinese)