Stories

GATHERing in a PRIVATE room with a [fan], we lean *down*and breathe the scent of the FOOD into our NOSEs. CONTRARY to others, we love the <meal>.
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"[Ugh], I'm <hungry>!" John says as he scarfs down FOOD.
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Her temperature *drops down* to ICE cold. She stays WITHIN the covers of the WIDE bed until we see symptoms eb[bing]. She's <SICK>!
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My Na[na]'s WIDE forehead is ICE cold. She's fallen ill with the <SICK>ness!
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John, imitating the giant, said sadly, "Look at these HANDS. Unstea[dy, ou]tsized hands OUTSTANDING at <drop>ping things."
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"TOP of the MORNING to you! "[zhu wa]nna try these outstanding eggs?" I ask, *holding a plate out*. (top 上, early 早)
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Julia and Conor's <uncle> Richard AGAIN leases a SMALL apartment high ABOVE the city streets.
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I'm <even more> [gung]-ho about her than the last GOVERNor. She'll go *down* in history as the best one at EXPRESSing ideas.
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"It's so hot, this <express>[shen] is no exaggera[shen]: it feels like swimming through the sun," says Laura.
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Charlie just bought the SQUARE <house> with the red DOOR and roo[f on g]ood credit.
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I call [down] the stairs to see “[who] is at the door. It’s an alligator with a box 匚!
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The HEARTless war[mong]ers are always <busy> dreaming *up* ways to send their enemies to their DEATHs.
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