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Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good blaster at your side, kid.
I need your help, Luke.
All year long, the grasshopper kept burying acorns for winter, while the octopus mooched off his girlfriend and watched TV.
You weren’t on any mercy mission this time.
The swallow may fly south with the sun, and the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land.
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