Coordinate term: scoop and run
Who once immite [sic] his furie did surcease, And way-white waûes to vieû her did redound, Breaking at her sight her empire to complease, And blustring windes their forces did release, Least that their tûmult might her eares offend,
We saw losses for days in a row, but Black Tuesday was the worst red letter day of them all.
Affluent societies routinely over-, under-, and misprepare without even recognizing them as failures, just as no one cares that a spice shelf holds an undisturbed jar of cream of tartar that will be a silent witness as we marry, we have children, and then our children have grandchildren who one day ask, What's that dusty bottle of white powder for, Gramps?
What's that dusty bottle of white powder for, Gramps?
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