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. . . to see who was biting who.
Away to the dance floor. . .
When out in the hall. . .
. . .there arose such a chatter,
and threw up more flash.
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I sprang to my gimlet . . .
Tore up the shutters and the BMW. . .
I flew with a flash, (plus backlighting),