The body is so easily damaged, so easily disposed of, water and chemicals is all it is, hardly more to it than a jellyfish drying on sand.
The body is so easily damaged, so easily disposed of, water and chemicals is all it is, hardly more to it than a jellyfish drying on sand.
You don't look back along time but down through it, like water. Sometimes this comes to the surface, sometimes that, sometimes nothing. Nothing goes away.
A hot wind was blowing around my head, the strands of my hair lifting and swirling in it, like ink spilled in water.
Nevertheless, blood is thicker than water, as anyone knows who has tasted both.
The story as told in The Odyssey doesn't hold water. There are too many inconsistencies.
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