If I could be any kind of flower, I'd be a potato.
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Never a day passed during my stay in the city that I did not meet one or more houses shifting their quarters. One day I met nine. Going out Great Madison Street in the horse cars we had to stop twice to let houses get across.
Mirrors. That would explain why you two get along like a pair of skritt in a house on fire in the middle of an earthquake.