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These activities were part of the culture of everyday life.
I prefer you in your little gray everyday dress.

If prices for an item fall, this is a net good.
Four years ago, she and Dean were a weekly item, as they say.

She made her way to the notebook near the desk phone.
Fred pulled out his notebook and began scribbling.

He had a bag in one hand.
Alex instantly provided a little white bag and she made use of it.

A coloring book and crayons kept her busy while they worked and talked.
He put the book down and slowly stood.

"You could see if the library has a Mayan-English dictionary," Cynthia offered with a twinkle in her eye as she led Maria to the dining room, holding her hand.
At this point you may consult a dictionary to check spelling or usage.

From mining the clay to make the lead, to the lacquer applied to the pencil, to the rubber eraser, to the metal band holding the eraser to the yellow paint, no one person knows how to make a complete pencil.
clone brush or the selective eraser.

He has a key to the mine gate.
I took the key from the office and made a copy.

"Keep eating," he said, glancing up from the laptop he set on the table before him.
Ingrid left and returned with her laptop and an iPad, sitting at the table with him.

She held an umbrella and was dressed in a grey suit.
It was raining very hard and he had a very large umbrella to keep off the rain-drops.

He glanced at his watch and swallowed before answering.
Watch for that ambulance.

Many stories are told of the vivacity and enthusiasm with which he lectured, of the absent-mindedness which sometimes led him, forgetting that his pupils could not hear what he was saying, to continue his explanations while he was out of the classroom looking for some piece of apparatus, and of the vigorous tirades, generally culminating in the epithet "plagiaire," in which he used to indulge against men with whom he disagreed (Hofer, Hist.
It can be implemented face-to-face in the classroom or virtually.

He frowned at the map before him.
He needed a written map to perform simple chores like finding a grocery store or getting around Boston.

I took back the marker of my family and buried it at their obelisk.
She looked around when she reached the third mile marker, aware she was a sitting duck.

He put up a poster asking for help with my name as the contact.
of these appeals was a great poster which he had circulated in Europe, and which represented the Holy Sepulchre defiled by the horses of the Mahommedans.

You can buy one that has a keychain attachment so whenever you are in the car in traffic, you can simply unclasp the ball and start working on your stress.
For the individual who wants everything in one place, the trucker's wallet is a combination leather checkbook cover, wallet, notebook, and keychain.

Not because someone will take a hairbrush to your backside if you're not honest, but because.
I'd take your hairbrush to his backside so he'd never sit down again—or play his stupid baseball!

I got interviewed for a newspaper in Zanesville, Ohio.
He picked up the newspaper she had set out for him and started to read.

He tossed the magazine aside and stood.
Alex was sitting in his chair, reading a magazine and glanced up when she spoke.

I've got to go comb my hair.
I'll keep the comb and brush.

She pulled out her coin purse.
117138), to which the silver coin found on the floor belongs, as the date of its foundation.

Get out your wallet, honey.
Alex paid for his ticket and tucked the wallet inside his suit jacket.

This is the women's clothing department.
Fat raindrops soaked his clothing and left him chilled.

My clothes don't fit right.
Good. Pack your clothes and come back with me.

The color is amazing.
Cassie could feel the color draining from her face.

That dress is really YOU!
He pushed her against the wall, pulling at her dress again.

She wore white slacks, an emerald-green silk blouse and high-heeled shoes.
She was dressed in a pair of light colored slacks, a pale blue blouse and was barefoot.

I just came over to pick up a sweater for her.
He wore jeans, a ski sweater and an opened, fur collared jacket.

Carmen swirled around, enjoying the feel of the skirt as she eyed her image in the mirror.
She stood up, brushing down her skirt and looked at him.

She tugged on the belt of his robe.
He checked his weapons and pulled off his jacket, clipping as many magazines to his belt as he could.

Whose goals are we talking about here, mine or yours?
So whose bones are they?

She clawed her way into a sweatshirt as she hurried to the door.
She stripped off her sweatshirt to be certain people could see her armband in her T-shirt.

He pulled his hat over his eyes.
Take your hat off at the table.

Bianca put on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt.
She grabbed her sack of clothes and scrambled into jeans and a sweater.

She pulled the scarf from her neck and wiped her face.
Rhyn pulled the scarf he hated from her neck.

Inside his leather jacket it was warm and cozy - falsely secure.
Placing a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, his long fingers then searched the pockets of his brown tweed jacket and finally emerged with a match.

You have to tie the bales by hand, though.
Here, tie the rope around your waist.

He always looked nice, but normally he would have worn a suit for the occasion.
When he succeeded in forming it to suit her, she patted him on his woolly head so vigorously that I thought some of his slips were intentional.

"Let's go," Alex said, tucking his shirt into his pants.
She glanced down at her shirt and then laughed with relief.

His wet pants clung to his legs.
Then I slipped trying to rub mud on my pants to cover it up.

Maybe he was wondering when the other shoe would fall.
If the shoe fits...

She wore a T-shirt and shorts that revealed her shapely, soft legs.
Faust wore new hiking shorts that exposed bowed legs as white as winter.

Regardless of the type of coat you spring for, ensure that it is big enough to fit for the entire winter, and don't forget to try it on when your child is wearing multiple layers (a shirt and a sweater), instead of only a light T-shirt.
There she changed into jeans, a T-shirt and sneakers.

Get your coat on.
She shivered in her wool coat, folded the paperwork, and called her sister.

Four years later East Orange was chartered as a city.
The alarm clock beside her bed indicated 2:00 am in large orange numbers.

It was pink with white tips, in an antique brass planter.
Her skin began to flush until it was pink enough to look human rather than the sleep of the dead.

Look at those big gray eyes and that beautiful red hair!
He held out a bottle of red water.

A large green book caught her attention.
Are you sure his name is Green; not Greely?

She handed him a light blue shirt.
Those blue eyes were boring into her soul, searching for heaven only knew what.

It's just a black snake.
A black cloud seemed to cover the earth.

The father cut slices from a loaf of brown bread.
Warm brown eyes turned on Lisa again with concern.

Not a worry in the world but a little white ball.
His face is white, and he seems very weak.

He squinted down at her in the dim light, his gray eyes smoldering with unmasked anger.
The kaleidoscopic display of orange, yellow, deep blue and gray was both beautiful and ominous.

She's my favorite character.
Riding horses was one of her favorite pastimes, and the country out that way was gorgeous - winter or summer.

She twisted the cap from the bottle and held it out to him.
arvensis, is probably a variety of the pasture mushroom; it grows in rings in woody places and under trees and hedges in meadows; it has a large scaly round cap, and the flesh quickly changes to buff or brown when cut or broken; the stem too is hollow.

Is this yours, Mrs. Barnett?
I hope to have a love like yours some day.

We all remember ours but yours is missing.
But ours is better.

Now, take theirs and do the same.
"Pay for theirs too," he said.

Are these bears here?
How long would these mind games go on?

Those films are being made now.
"I remember those shoes," said the little man, nodding.

"I like this," he said, zipping it up.
This is our planting-ground.