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Most people know him as the man who discovered the new world, but I'll always remember Christopher Columbus as my high school sweetheart, and a lousy lay.

From the way that he reacted to what I did with all of his tongue depressors, I could tell that the doctor wasn't an art lover.

Slipping away from her family on the train was easier than Beth could have hoped, but now she was alone, and it was getting dark, and she'd never been to this particular cemetery before.

During the hard times, I would have lost my house if not for the awful, stupid, fatty ducks who lived in the backyard pond.

Michael collided with Alice at the bottom of the hill, panting and scratched; and now, pressed together, each sharp gasp for breath pulled her closer, and closer, and closer.