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Worn at an inn, a hoyden—Ruby—burned Yohann in a tan row.

“Worm, row!”

“Work raw lube, not one bulwark row.”

Work nads, so to toss dank row.

Work cats net ten stack row.

Work cash sack row.

Wonton stew, sir, is wet snot now.

Won’t we nab a newt now?

Won’t ungulates’ pull upset a lug nut now?

Won’t tame Manila ever reveal I name Matt now?

Won’t some lucid ire we manage peg a name we ridicule most now?

Won’t some dire dresser deride most now?

Won’t solitary men enamor free beer from an enemy rat I lost now?

Won’t solid lots awe lame Fred if no confider female was told I lost now?

Won’t society locate some demo-set acolyte I cost now?

Won’t six enemy men exist now?

Won’t Sis ‘n’ I insist now?

Won’t servile Liv rest, now?

Won’t serotonin K.C. ordered rock Nino to rest now?

“Won’t send a bad nest now?”

Won’t senators rot a nest now?

Won’t salt last now?

Won’t Rose redial Ed at Adelaide resort now?

“Won’t reverse sir, a live,” demanded a faded name, “devil arises, revert now!”

“Won’t reverses revert now!”

Won’t rat saga start now?

Won’t Rafi fart now?

Won’t Radio Nara prefer paranoid art now?

Won’t pews fill if swept now?

Won’t Paganini nag apt now!