D. Wayne Sharf slid across Winky Butterfield's pasture like a greased weasel...
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D. Wayne Sharf slid across Winky Butterfield's pasture like a greased weasel headed for a chicken house.
( John Sandford )
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My father, Li Tong, used to say, 'Church leader who does not believe in God is...
and thread, and even bandages, because he knew those at the clinic would not be...
Forget the complaints against complexity; instead, complain about confusion.
This is my attempt to make sense of the period that followed, weeks and then...
But it's your Oracle," I protested. "Can't you tell us what the prophecy...
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