Lia looked under every cushion on the ferry, but was puzzled when she couldn't find any money. She had always heard the tooth ferry leaves money under your pillow.
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- Downtown Seattle
- Wait a minute . . . wasn't the water line up to here?
- What kind of ferry is this?
- A calming influence.
- Well, . . . O.K.
- The laborer is worth his hire.
- Her first jump.
- Can you read lips?
- Nerd alert!
- What a minute, isn't that the same . . .
- Watching for details.
- What if I forgot.
- d[arctan u]/dx = u'/(1 + u*u)
- Well grounded.
- Always one trouble maker in the lot.
- Hey! Watch out!
- So that's what's been going on.
- Where's Waldo?
- It's a bird, a plane, or a Clare?
- Careful what you say.
- What's in and what's not.
- My grandmother understands.
- Should I run and hide?
- Not again!
- It's all so beautiful.
- I would have never guessed that thing would work.
- Taking hard time easy.
- Time for a snack.
- A reaction to a close encounter.
- Not to worry.
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