The Silent Snow Fell Relentlessly, Unceasingly, Mercilessly From The Sordid

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The silent snow fell relentlessly, unceasingly, mercilessly from the
sordid, sullied surreality of the sky as if some enormous, ethereal diner
were shaking grated parmesan on the great, soggy meatball that was earth.
-- 1988 Bulwer-Lytton bad writing contest, runner up

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