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The little boy with hemophilia speaks in a whisper, they said.

The female traffic cop was too attractive. People kept stopping to ask directions, I said.

While you were picking berries behind the house, a bear walked down the driveway, they said.

A tanager, an oriole & a goldfinch, all males, in a single tree at dusk: three flames, I said.

In Newfoundland’s only remaining ancient forest, the trees are six inches tall, they said.

We stopped on the way home from D.C. to read a historical marker for the Shadow of Death, I said.