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72 | Katherine-Center-Hello-Stranger.txt | 42 | here, without saying farewell, as was typical. It was acceptable; I had a gathering to attend and needed to purchase wine. Upon entering the wine section, Smokey Robinson's "I Second That Emotion," a beloved song of my mother's, began playing through the speakers. Ordinarily, I'd never vocalize along to music publicly,... | 0 | rewrite_output:here, without saying farewell, as was typical. It was acceptable; I had a gathering to attend and needed to purchase wine. Upon entering the wine section, Smokey Robinson's "I Second That Emotion," a beloved song of my mother's, began playing through the speakers. Ordinarily, I'd never vocalize along to ... | here. Without a goodbye. As usual. It was fine. I had a party to go to. And wine to buy. As I moved into the wine aisle, Smokey Robinson came over the sound system with a song that had been one of my mom’s favorites—“I Second That Emotion.” Normally I would never sing along out loud to anything in public—especially in ... |
59 | Costanza-Casati-Clytemnestra.txt | 93 | Contorted, his blades discarded on the ground. He cautiously takes his sword, wiping it on his garment. She muses if it belonged to his father but refrains from inquiring. Instead, she grasps her own blade and remarks, “Your appearance changes during combat.” “As do you.” His head is bowed, and his silhouette is striki... | 0 | rewrite_output:
Contorted, his blades discarded on the ground. He cautiously takes his sword, wiping it on his garment. She muses if it belonged to his father but refrains from inquiring. Instead, she grasps her own blade and remarks, “Your appearance changes during combat.” “As do you.” His head is bowed, and his silh... | twisted, his daggers abandoned in the dust. He retrieves his sword carefully, cleaning it on his tunic. She wonders if it was his father’s but doesn’t ask. Instead, she picks up her own knife and says, “You look different when you fight.” “So do you.” His head is bent, and his profile is handsome in the golden light of... |
70 | Kalynn-Bayron-Youre-Not-Supposed.txt | 63 | The sensation overwhelms me. I always experience this intense rush as the game commences, and the exhilaration is disorienting. My sole criticism is that the stage blood he's covered in is overly dense; I prefer it when there's a slight transparency. "Please!" Javier screams, clutching the doorjamb, his chest heaving. ... | 0 | rewrite_output:
The sensation overwhelms me. I always experience this intense rush as the game commences, and the exhilaration is disorienting. My sole criticism is that the stage blood he's covered in is overly dense; I prefer it when there's a slight transparency. "Please!" Javier screams, clutching the doorjamb, his... | overwhelms me. I always feel this way as the game commences, and the high is dizzying. My single complaint is that the fake blood he’s drenched in is too opaque. I like it better when I can see through it just a little. “Please!” Javier screams as he clings to the doorjamb, chest heaving. “Please help me! He—he’s out t... |
75 | Lisa-See-Lady-Tan_s-Circle-of-Women.txt | 88 | "What's your primary issue?" I inquired. "My hands have been numb for six years." She drew a hand from the tiller, raised it to my face, clenching it into a fist, then relaxing it, performing the action multiple times. "I spend all seasons on this vessel. Occasionally, I'm in the north amidst severe freezes. Summer war... | 0 | rewrite_output:
"What's your primary issue?" I inquired. "My hands have been numb for six years." She drew a hand from the tiller, raised it to my face, clenching it into a fist, then relaxing it, performing the action multiple times. "I spend all seasons on this vessel. Occasionally, I'm in the north amidst severe fre... | your main complaint?” I ask. “I’ve had numbness in my hands for six years.” She pulls one of her hands from the tiller, holds it up to my face, and squeezes it into a fist, then releases it, repeating the movement several times in a row. “I’m on this deck through every season. Sometimes I’m in the north during brutal f... |
16 | Great Expectations.txt | 39 | I had carefully considered my words. "Refrain from committing yourself," Mr. Jaggers stated, "and do not implicate anyone. You grasp this – *anyone*. Do not inform me of anything; I have no desire for information; I lack curiosity." I recognized, naturally, that he was aware of the man's arrival. "My sole purpose, Mr. ... | 1 | rewrite_output:
I had carefully considered my words. "Refrain from committing yourself," Mr. Jaggers stated, "and do not implicate anyone. You grasp this – *anyone*. Do not inform me of anything; I have no desire for information; I lack curiosity." I recognized, naturally, that he was aware of the man's arrival. "My so... | had thought well of what I was going to say. "Don't commit yourself," said Mr. Jaggers, "and don't commit any one. You understand - any one. Don't tell me anything: I don't want to know anything; I am not curious." Of course I saw that he knew the man was come. "I merely want, Mr. Jaggers," said I, "to assure myself th... |
90 | The-Lost-Bookshop.txt | 11 | attire. My own thoughts, a relentless torrent of mockery, abruptly seized my attention. Martha had correctly observed that I was the one who had entered the bookshop directly on my initial evening here. Nonetheless, I had instantly dismissed it as a mere drunken fantasy. My intellect prevented me from accepting it. Mar... | 0 | rewrite_output:
attire. My own thoughts, a relentless torrent of mockery, abruptly seized my attention. Martha had correctly observed that I was the one who had entered the bookshop directly on my initial evening here. Nonetheless, I had instantly dismissed it as a mere drunken fantasy. My intellect prevented me from a... | coats. I suddenly became very aware of my own thoughts – this constant stream of ridicule. As Martha pointed out, wasn’t I the one who had walked straight into the bookshop on my first night here? Yet I had immediately dismissed it as some kind of drunken mirage. My mind wouldn’t let me believe. Martha suffered no such... |
3 | Adventures of Huckleberry Finn.txt | 12 | Before us, imposing, craggy bluffs rose steeply on both flanks of the river. After a short while, I called out, "Hello, Jim, take a look over there!" We had spotted a steamboat that had tragically wrecked itself upon a submerged rock. Our raft was drifting directly towards its location. Each burst of lightning illumina... | 1 | rewrite_output:
Before us, imposing, craggy bluffs rose steeply on both flanks of the river. After a short while, I called out, "Hello, Jim, take a look over there!" We had spotted a steamboat that had tragically wrecked itself upon a submerged rock. Our raft was drifting directly towards its location. Each burst of li... | ahead, and high, rocky bluffs on both sides. By and by says I, "Hel-LO, Jim, looky yon- der!" It was a steamboat that had killed herself on a rock. We was drifting straight down for her. The lightning showed her very distinct. She was leaning over, with part of her upper deck above water, and you could see every little... |
98 | Yellowface.txt | 70 | any sign of movement, a hint, anything at all. Suddenly, Athena inquires, "What do you consider your most significant source of inspiration?" Inspiration? What kind of charade is this? Still, I am aware of the correct responses. I know precisely what will entice her forth. "It's you," I exclaim. "You are cognizant of t... | 0 | rewrite_output:
any sign of movement, a hint, anything at all. Suddenly, Athena inquires, "What do you consider your most significant source of inspiration?" Inspiration? What kind of charade is this? Still, I am aware of the correct responses. I know precisely what will entice her forth. "It's you," I exclaim. "You ar... | of movement, a clue, anything. “What would you say is your greatest inspiration?” Athena asks suddenly. Inspiration? What game is this? But I know the right answers. I know what will lure her out. “It’s you,” I shout. “You know that. It’s obviously you.” Athena bursts into a peal of laughter. “So I guess my question is... |
22 | Lord of the Flies.txt | 4 | descending, still descending, it settled towards the shore as the boys shrieked and ran into the gloom. The chute propelled the form onward, creasing the lagoon's surface, then nudged it over the coral reef and out to the ocean. Around midnight, the rain ceased, and the clouds dissipated, allowing the sky to once again... | 1 | rewrite_output:
descending, still descending, it settled towards the shore as the boys shrieked and ran into the gloom. The chute propelled the form onward, creasing the lagoon's surface, then nudged it over the coral reef and out to the ocean. Around midnight, the rain ceased, and the clouds dissipated, allowing the s... | falling, still falling, it sank toward the beach and the boys rushed screaming into the darkness. The parachute took the figure forward, furrowing the lagoon, and bumped it over the reef and out to sea. Toward midnight the rain ceased and the clouds drifted away, so that the sky was scattered once more with the incredi... |
16 | Great Expectations.txt | 66 | Unaccountably, he was then directly below me at the door, smoking his pipe, with Biddy alongside him, conversing softly. I realized their discussion was about me, as I heard them both affectionately utter my name multiple times. I wouldn't have continued listening even if I could have heard more. Thus, I moved from the... | 1 | rewrite_output:
Unaccountably, he was then directly below me at the door, smoking his pipe, with Biddy alongside him, conversing softly. I realized their discussion was about me, as I heard them both affectionately utter my name multiple times. I wouldn't have continued listening even if I could have heard more. Thus, ... | for some reason or other. He presently stood at the door immediately beneath me, smoking his pipe, and Biddy stood there too, quietly talking to him, and I knew that they talked of me, for I heard my name mentioned in an endearing tone by both of them more than once. I would not have listened for more, if I could have ... |
76 | Love Theoretically.txt | 29 | world.” “Is that so?” His gaze shifts to mine. “Sounds pleasant.” He retains his half-smile, as if this is enhancing his Saturday evening. “Well, you know, it’s quite demanding. Much cheese is shared. And I recently took her to see 2001, which she adored.” “Oh my goodness!” The World’s Most Beautiful Woman is ecstatic.... | 0 | rewrite_output:
world.” “Is that so?” His gaze shifts to mine. “Sounds pleasant.” He retains his half-smile, as if this is enhancing his Saturday evening. “Well, you know, it’s quite demanding. Much cheese is shared. And I recently took her to see 2001, which she adored.” “Oh my goodness!” The World’s Most Beautiful Wo... | world.” “Are you?” His eyes slide to mine. “Must be nice.” He’s still half smiling, like this is making his Saturday night. “Well, you know, it’s hard work. Lots of cheese sharing. And I did just take her to watch 2001, which she loved.” “Oh my God!” The Most Beautiful Woman in the World is delighted. “We were in there... |
50 | A Day of Fallen Night.txt | 58 | The agreement contains a specific condition: should he die, the successor to Inys is allowed to marry another kinsman of Queen Rozaria of Yscalin – specifically, a first or second-degree relative – within the following month. Lade Edith remarked, "Typically, such a provision is included when one party suffers from an a... | 0 | rewrite_output:
The agreement contains a specific condition: should he die, the successor to Inys is allowed to marry another kinsman of Queen Rozaria of Yscalin – specifically, a first or second-degree relative – within the following month. Lade Edith remarked, "Typically, such a provision is included when one party s... | the contract includes a clause. In the event of his death, the heir to Inys may wed another relative of Queen Rozaria of Yscalin – in the first or second degree, specifically – within the next month.’ ‘Usually the clause is included because one of the parties has some illness, or partakes in dangerous pursuits,’ Lade E... |
51 | A Spell of Good Things.txt | 70 | Neither Dr. Ali nor Dr. Fidelis paused for a meal; she consumed additional water and continued working, clutching her pen to steady her shaking fingers. Eventually, at approximately five o'clock, two hours beyond the scheduled closing time for the clinic, Dr. Fidelis replaced the cap on her pen and faced Dr. Ali. "Anyo... | 0 | rewrite_output:
Neither Dr. Ali nor Dr. Fidelis paused for a meal; she consumed additional water and continued working, clutching her pen to steady her shaking fingers. Eventually, at approximately five o'clock, two hours beyond the scheduled closing time for the clinic, Dr. Fidelis replaced the cap on her pen and face... | Dr. Ali nor Dr. Fidelis stopped to eat, she drank more water and kept going, gripping her pen to stop her fingers from trembling. Finally, around five, two hours after the clinic was supposed to have ended, Dr. Fidelis capped her pen and turned to Dr. Ali. “Whoever is still out there must have arrived terribly late. Le... |
93 | The-Silver-Ladies-Do-Lunch.txt | 86 | He lowered himself into the vacant chair situated beside hers. "My gratitude," he uttered, as he carefully settled, arranging his light-colored shorts over his notably fair legs. "I am profoundly apologetic..." A noticeable tremor still affected him. "My name is David Ellis." He removed his hat, drawing a hand across h... | 0 | rewrite_output:He lowered himself into the vacant chair situated beside hers. "My gratitude," he uttered, as he carefully settled, arranging his light-colored shorts over his notably fair legs. "I am profoundly apologetic..." A noticeable tremor still affected him. "My name is David Ellis." He removed his hat, drawing ... | the seat next to hers. ‘Thank you.’ He eased himself down, adjusting pale shorts over paler legs. ‘I’m so sorry…’ He was still shaking. ‘I’m David Ellis.’ He took off his hat, wiping a hand over his damp forehead. ‘Yes, please – I think I might join you in one of those. Margarita, is it?’ Josie nodded. The waiter was h... |
58 | Confidence_-a-Novel.txt | 85 | Their discussion occupied their attention, preventing them from noticing the pedestrians, each of whom rushed by with troubled expressions. Our journey continued through the urban core, heading for Genial’s residence. Dexter was engrossed in an intricate, unfamiliar activity on his mobile, while Brianna and I observed ... | 0 | rewrite_output:
Their discussion occupied their attention, preventing them from noticing the pedestrians, each of whom rushed by with troubled expressions. Our journey continued through the urban core, heading for Genial’s residence. Dexter was engrossed in an intricate, unfamiliar activity on his mobile, while Brianna... | distracted by their conversations to take note of the passersby, all of whom hurried past with stricken looks on their faces. We drove through the city center toward Genial’s mansion, Dexter doing something unknown and complex looking on his phone, Brianna watching with me as the city rolled past. Last time I’d been to... |
30 | Tess of the d'Urbervilles.txt | 57 | No, she states she absolutely will not!" they lamented, with gaping mouths. "And we won't receive a lovely new horse, nor plenty of gold coins to purchase treats! And Tess won't appear beautiful in her finest attire anymo-o-ore!" Her mother added her voice to the same complaint: her characteristic way of making her hou... | 1 | rewrite_output:
"No, she states she absolutely will not!" they lamented, with gaping mouths. "And we won't receive a lovely new horse, nor plenty of gold coins to purchase treats! And Tess won't appear beautiful in her finest attire anymo-o-ore!" Her mother added her voice to the same complaint: her characteristic way ... | of!--no, she says she wo--o--on't!" they wailed, with square mouths. "And we shan't have a nice new horse, and lots o' golden money to buy fairlings! And Tess won't look pretty in her best cloze no mo--o--ore!" Her mother chimed in to the same tune: a certain way she had of making her labours in the house seem heavier ... |
60 | Divine Rivals.txt | 55 | Her mother and Forest. Her gaze swept across the well-known items – the worn-out carpet, the peeling wallpaper, Nan's radio on the cabinet – before settling on someone she believed she would never encounter again. "Little Flower," her mother stated from the couch, a lit cigarette held between her fingers. "Where have y... | 0 | rewrite_output:
Her mother and Forest. Her gaze swept across the well-known items – the worn-out carpet, the peeling wallpaper, Nan's radio on the cabinet – before settling on someone she believed she would never encounter again. "Little Flower," her mother stated from the couch, a lit cigarette held between her finger... | her mother and Forest. As her eyes traced over the familiarity—the threadbare rug, the wallpaper that was hanging in strips, the sideboard with Nan’s radio—they caught on one person she never thought she’d see again. “Little Flower,” her mother said, perched on the sofa. A cigarette was smoking in her fingertips. “Wher... |
71 | Kate-Alice-Marshall-What-Lies-in-the-Woods.txt | 14 | Ensuring all assets were placed into a trust, it was intended to cover my medical and care expenses, steering clear of my father's twin compulsions for alcohol and collecting broken items. We wore smiles. Someone must have prompted us, as I couldn't imagine them being genuine. Cassidy displayed the polished, radiant sm... | 0 | rewrite_output:
Ensuring all assets were placed into a trust, it was intended to cover my medical and care expenses, steering clear of my father's twin compulsions for alcohol and collecting broken items. We wore smiles. Someone must have prompted us, as I couldn't imagine them being genuine. Cassidy displayed the poli... | sure that it all got collected up in a trust, ensuring it went to my care and medical bills rather than Dad’s twin habits of drinking and collecting broken junk. We were smiling. Someone must have told us to, because I couldn’t imagine us doing it spontaneously. Cassidy had the bright, practiced smile of the mayor’s da... |
78 | Pineapple Street.txt | 76 | will escape accountability. Even if Omar were acquitted, they will never pursue Serenho. I find it improbable.” Yahav confirmed this on the phone as well. He stated, “There is no legal basis against him.” I countered, “But there was no case against Omar, either.” “Indeed. Understood.” 37 An individual evaded prosecutio... | 0 | rewrite_output:
"will escape accountability. Even if Omar were acquitted, they will never pursue Serenho. I find it improbable.” Yahav confirmed this on the phone as well. He stated, “There is no legal basis against him.” I countered, “But there was no case against Omar, either.” “Indeed. Understood.” 37 An individual ... | gonna get away with it. Even if Omar got off, they’re never going after Serenho. I don’t see it.” Yahav said so, too, on the phone. He said, “There’s no case against him.” I said, “But there was no case against Omar, either.” “Yes. Well.” 37 There was a man who got off the hook because he married the only witness very ... |
66 | Hell Bent.txt | 5 | her own. She requested others risk their lives. Turner considered it a sacred conflict. Mercy wished to employ the same weapon used to harm her. Tripp required funds. Dawes held affection for Darlington; he was a friend, a rare individual who took the effort to understand her, making him too precious to forfeit. Yet, w... | 0 | rewrite_output:
her own. She requested others risk their lives. Turner considered it a sacred conflict. Mercy wished to employ the same weapon used to harm her. Tripp required funds. Dawes held affection for Darlington; he was a friend, a rare individual who took the effort to understand her, making him too precious to... | own. She was asking other people to put their lives on the line. Turner thought this was a holy war. Mercy wanted to wield the weapon that had been used against her. Tripp needed spending cash. And Dawes loved Darlington. He’d been her friend, one of the few who had bothered to take the time to know her and too dear to... |
14 | Five On A Treasure Island.txt | 48 | Crows made a racket, constantly squawking 'Chack, chack, chack.' "Honestly, you lot sound like those birds yourselves, chattering simultaneously!" Aunt Fanny remarked, chuckling. "Are you done now? Good, then off you go to clean your messy hands – yes, George, I'm aware they're messy, considering I baked that gingerbre... | 1 | rewrite_output:
Crows made a racket, constantly squawking 'Chack, chack, chack.' "Honestly, you lot sound like those birds yourselves, chattering simultaneously!" Aunt Fanny remarked, chuckling. "Are you done now? Good, then off you go to clean your messy hands – yes, George, I'm aware they're messy, considering I bake... | jackdaws made such a noise, they said 'Chack, chack, chack,' all the time." "Well, really, you sound like jackdaws yourselves, talking all at once like this!" said Aunt Fanny, with a laugh. "Now, have you all finished? Very well, then, go and wash your sticky hands- yes, George, I know they're sticky, because I made th... |
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