Fight the sea

We will fight and I will win	Nobody cares who would in a fistfight between Anne Frank and Lizzie Borden	When the seagulls follow the trawler, it is because they think sardines will be thrown into the sea.	Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
In the end it did not matter. The ocean was still there.	Born from a glacier, hatched by a volcano, gone to the sea	One by one we threw our eyes into the sea	Who would win in a knife fight between Webster 1913 and Vulgar Tongue 1811 on the moon?
To better imagine the limits of the dried-up Martian sea, little Tatiana found it helpful to shape in her mind a great sinuous contour binding each sad, stranded boat to its neighbor	Until today, it really pissed me off that I'd become this totally centered Zen Master and nobody had noticed

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