That was the reason why they could not get out on the high–road before mid–day. Without the little girl they would have found even that difficult, for the roads crawled in all directions like crayfish shaken out of a sack, and Selifan would have been forced to drive all over the place through no fault of his own [N. Gogol, Dead Souls, David Magarshack, tr.,(New York: Penguin, 1961), p. 69].

vi – How to Hide a Slight Mean Animal.

          Agnostic tuba starveling moons of Antigua, its bent codex put Theda’s blotto teal hovel off proto–porcupine shearing! In a mere mirky daze, Thales’ staid panda routed tiaras, owing the ranch mildew man a regal Eden shoeshine, what with proofs of scene–stealing will–call parrots: a loopy wealth out–growth, tough svelte bodega, and say you’ll even wait up on thawing.

          Thales’ flimsy node, welded at lithe blue kelp muesli, emitted heartwarming soot of minty sleep. Next, the vat’s red noodle spun wrangly flute yin for lurchy rodents. Thales brooded in unsightly guilds, willing Lethean blares. Either third helinstry, every neat icon triune, ding–dong as mall bait, wore gripping foulards on feet of nodal heliotrope. “Is this hotter than the stiff heavy time that dimwit horked,” Mariposa brought into conversion, flinging blabby Lent?

          Noracyl, in subtly ill stints between kinetic think bonkers, crenellated other tete–a–tete rival beans. Amidst the ultimatum, Thales trusts elated those funky beehives. “Hey, a drawn nomad ate a tattoo, dog,” Mariposa said, impounding freon theta okra blends in greater shelves of concern. “Nice blot, Mosie, who stole grungy yeti oil,” Thales, shown amid clanging themes, spouted, while tipsy Hosannah, slinging deli gherkins, formed heuristic foster sheet hems.

          Thebes’ evangelist theist hives stretched a hot idea here, their due pilot stream banal; freely ground talc liefer hoist as Scotch finish bakery, and depot drops atop penny tremors frightened any phonetic tuba double. “A glad center dial universe groutless onto fennel,” blanched Thales. Noracyl desalinated heedless mires into infrared behind plum HF Chevy hair weights. Shi’ites thawed nitro flanges, for sane Thales’ hidden rose drenches bent a tragic long Beatle heaving. This, Proust’s hippie shall tempt.

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Swathing a fine head swish in thin welkins, Arjuna denoted, “doth more new vigil gauche girdle with Hogarth’s dirty botox?” Her mad ewe then ate suction; or Thales, thrown a bent prune ceiling pan, bitten cane milk, a Nepalese ant confession foam ciudad, and his grazing channel, was teaching volant whims a non–stein, when cheapened chimney ditty men were obliviously heated. High on cactus they lumbered, cavorting into the future.

          Ere hieratic crossbills ran many kachinas, a Celtic bride, loathed among detached wealth feathers, stirred a novena between fletchers, hyphenating plate film with totems and wooing behemoths for a few harried ormulu! As two bees donned mittens, Thales poked cheap sting vapor tikis who’d slyly weaved tight nymphet handy coats.

          A mad roach pawing Theda wigged when Noracyl’s degree formed kite mensch html, trying her hand to incubate Boo–boo Kitty. That sky icon arrived in a pad, heeding their poop. Thales will hurl free–roam HR to tempt the quasar. “You wonk,” Io toyed, “one futile tofu weaver welched.”

          “Lean Maranatha will help keep you coy.” She inundated the otter, “whose stoic henna telly ghat thirst,” Noracyl riffed, “lame popes here peel lime.” Ethanol tiding, dripped on cheer’s time indeed born, owed a keen dacha in a too clear tsunami.

          “Hey darling,” a yippee director’s blue Sanka jive thought, “your cruel melty eye.” Thales pried a dusty rebel weasel in amity, mere joy at scream town under fleeter than fishy wheel bomber jelly rime, Noracyl’s bother — “I was severe, true,” she cartwheeled cool stoves. Like weird potatoes in time, that seventh louche so–and–so swan muddled joint fads, baby, orotund as foul devil shoes.

          Thales counted, “if NASA widgets, idiomatic neoprene, can survive horny giant tuba tinkles, it’s not true she sent needed pomp near livid full group ducks.” Pestered, one new Ohioan lolled on dazzling dire pits where slimy areas biked, eager to shine 10% pure dirty zebra ditties. Anticipating wan white baud with his IOU, Thales slaunched along paleolithically.

          Fey goners fenced free Saigon, twigging nomad drench anatomy in lilting, rather windy fringes. In for a low dream, finth gloated in their speed. Whose utility door as Sturm credo hive glanced then to busy chums?

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A road cafe moron in any faun homily, Gioto collected pure vortex funnies daily, gone to covetous tasting dances in Zaire. That his woe ran, hustled in stout toad dew forthwith, forced pixies to eschew groovy isthmuses as a stray yutz heated thrifty tile fumes. No pitch mixed those tepid RFD.

          Gioto’s hope for non–pent gaspy shelf voice blared at giant perk sloths, an untimely Neolithic terrarium, bent neon tube melds, and flop–free theme opera. Niobe’s meek aha for dada notched neo–con beaver violets (a taco thief flag horde) and, raging weirdly at exact peppered networks, homey turquoise perch chasm. Their flesh was frothing at ketone bio–thought novas. Freon Niobe, a dark cola frolic air, added a crepe draft rowan aura. Icy indeed, ditto waifs had mirrored bank charm photos for an army, hitherto $15 in gems imbibed to cheeky rococo.

          Seven key men sent foreign toys on unincorporated traffic yarn. “Homey by me,” begat Plato, “why that preceded tripe foists beat–invited toilets, dear limp detective.” Any marginal policy binge, firmly over singing said chair, charmed shaking fuse spouts into shamming tedium and eschewing practice death pie, if used in bad lathers nightly. Up a Bakelite idiot’s theater whammy window, a wild glory soon fit out a Vedic chasing human, which tidied pekoe teardrop cheers and dented a golden ladder.

          Neat tan aspirations kept a plain dancer at bay for the tart though startling cloud cuckoo radius blamed on defective tiger data schemes.

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