Space for a time.

If instead you took their comments with a grain of salt, and converted that grain of salt into pure energy you'd have close to a gigajoule of energy. with that you could make around 1000 pots of coffee.

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Crossroads - Zack: Chapter 19.5

"excuse me, i'm nathan salt's husband. can i talk to the victim?"

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Good Enough/Crossroads Chapter 5

"maybe even get someone to train you," coach salt added.

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Ghost of the Western Cretaceous Sea

Mine eyes have seen the face of sweet salt water, and i live. its memory colors every joy i glean. life holds me from it. this i can't forgive. nay, sight is not enough.

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Exiles of Mossflower: Chapter Three

The healthy oak and pine trees of dark forest faded away to make room for the blasted salt basin of hellgates. the mouse stepped aside to allow broggen passage into the realm of the damned.

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Chronicles of Trisha Talon - Book 1 - Chapter 6

The flood of salt, metallic bitterness and a biting spice assaulted my tongue, ravaged my throat. i gave several gags and coughed to clear myself of the cloying heat and abrasive salt sting.

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Chronicles of Trisha Talon - Book 1 - Chapter 3

Setting the mug down, i took my time chewing on some of the salted pilmoo meat before answering. "ah, ah. you two are going to paw around with my question like a scared mouse, but demand direct answers from me? trade.

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Good Enough/Crossroads Chapter 11

Just needs a little bit more salt." michelle rolled her eyes, but she was smiling. "i'll remember that for later," she giggled, sliding the salt shaker over. david took it and smiled at her, shaking just a touch of salt onto his food.

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Cry Me a Murder, Part III - a Strange Crunching Underfoot

As i walked towards it, something brittle crushed under my shoe, like grains of salt. fernando who had returned with a flashlight traced the trail of salt-like crystals that ran from the window to a chair next to the corpse. "salt?"

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"Necklace in the Bottle"

There was a cork stuck in the top of the bottle, and it was crusted in salt. the light had been glinting off something inside the bottle. as she gently rubbed away the salt away from the bottle, she found inside a small, roughly hewn piece of jewelry.

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Farm Maid

She gave it a salt lick and watched the happy horse with the salt. "i am feeding this horse salt!" hope said aloud. this kind young girl was taking care of the barn animals at farmer jones' farm.

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Lonely

A small kiss on the back of his neck and i can taste the slight tinge of salt that can only come from another human being but. for all my wildest and most intense imagination, for all my greatest fantasies i can never see his face.

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