They broke the sound barrier together after the "fn Anthem" was reviled by all. They thundered downward within minutes of take off, for landing. I could not release her from my grasp.
Her gold rays in the Boston sunrise sparkled in her mother-of-pearl lipstick and eye shadow. I prostrated myself to her in our small fishing boat and promised her that "I'd never leave her "alone again"".
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