My business and Verity are like salt and pepper, peanut butter and jelly, Batman and Robin, The Fonz and cool, rainbows and pots of gold, Santa and cookies, Pete and
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At night the body of clouds advancing higher up the sky smothers the whole quiet gulf below with an impenetrable darkness, in which the sound of the falling showers can
Chronicles of Butterfly
Apparently we had reached a great height in the atmosphere, for the sky was a dead black, and the stars had ceased to twinkle. By the same illusion which lifts