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1 " And then she stretched, pulled out like dribbling custard and with a delicious unlikely slurping noise he swallowed her whole. "
― A.F. Harrold , The Imaginary
2 " Her hair floated around her, like a black dandelion, wafted back and forth by underwater currents. "
3 " It was as if she were watching a waterfall running in slow motion upwards into a sewer pipe. "