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I met her in a lunchroom.
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This castle hath a pleasant seat.
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The signature?
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The certificate is not signed by any trusted certificate authority
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All hail, Macbeth. Hail to thee, Thane of Cawdor.
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He's from the office.
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Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
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of Jun
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I fear it was more of a sermon.
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What a temperament.
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& Game
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The English power is near, led by Malcolm, Seyward and Macduff.
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And what seemed corporal melted, as breath into the wind.
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Damned, indeed.
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Keep away, coward!
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Leonardo, I pray thee, sing.
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Hebrew
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My fingers itch.
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Certificates Table
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But you went back and started again?
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It wasn't the first time my father's "absence" was mentioned.
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Worthiest cousin! The sin of my ingratitude was heavy on me.
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Death that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.
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Your names
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Jom
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I can't take your hand.
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I live across the road Am I intruding?
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And she sent it back again and the sent it again the next month.
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Let's see.
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I've been sitting here all night.
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You've displaced the mirth, broke the meeting with most admired disorder.
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Then I have to specialise...
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Manx
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Therefore have patience, take no note of him.
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It's the truth.
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Good evening.
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Your royal father's murdered.
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BMP
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Thou knowest my daughter's of a pretty age.
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By the way, where are you from?
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That's right, but Dreverhaven knows that too.
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The Prince!
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Here comes the Prince!
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A toast to you grandpa.
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I saw her laid low in her kindred's vault.
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And Dr de Wever was appointed receiver.
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KBanking
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Rouse thee, man...
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Font &Size
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In this place... In this office, the world opened up to me.
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Thou a man?
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Do you still live where you...?
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of Iyar
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I thought you'd done something stupid.
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We are men, my liege.
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Scurvy knave, scurvy knave. I'm none of his flirt-gills. I'm none of his skein mates.
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Sh_ow a reminder
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- What news more?
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Wife, children, servants. All that could be found.
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My lord!
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Is it far you ride?
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Where is my mother?
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You mean your books? Your encyclopedia?
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Yeah
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No, your honour, just one.
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"I have something to show you."
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Lao
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Dr. Klash' Accelerator Diagnosis
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Enough of this, I pray thee hold thy peace.
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Yeah.
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Marshallese
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He can force stroomkoning to deduct from your salary or appeal.
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I do protest I never injured thee, but love thee better than thou canst devise.
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Where do you live?
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of Thoout
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Who indeed?
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What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom?
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- We are resolved, my lord.
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Kā rtik
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Truth doesn't count in law... but proof.
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My mother said nothing all evening but I know I had hurt her because I had lost control.
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Yakatit
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CJK Compatibility
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at the beginning
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That's suicide. Come back in a week.
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Mom!
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Listen to {0} Station
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Forward
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Excuse me?
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Lorna.
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Georgian
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CJK Strokes
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check box
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Have at thee, cowards!
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