The roses were in bloom, two nightingales soliloquized in the boskage, a cuckoo was just going out of tune among the lime trees. [Aldous Huxley: Brave New World.]
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She sheltered from the rain in the doorway of a broken-down shoe-store, lit
by the glare of a streetlamp slashing across the night. Slender fi...
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