A lad from an urban center, having entered the world as well as grown up in the southern part of a city called Detroit, likewise departed on a locomotive at twelve A.M. without regards to his destination.
I can't possibly top the chardonnay and depreciated sachet, but:
For the price of an affable grin, they may apportion the evening hours between themselves. So it continues and shall ever thus, in perpetuity.
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A MERE LASS FROM A SPARSELY INHABITED RURAL HAMLET, EXISTING IN A SAD AND SOLITARY SPHERE... PROMPTLY AT TWELVE IN THE MORNING SHE EMBARKED UPON A JOURNEY BY LOCOMOTIVE; THE DESTINATION MATTERED NOT TO HER.
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