Clad in a swarded waistcoat, Insulano was a resolute denizen. He had an athletic build, yet he was a vulnerable and debilitated weed. Having the chance, he couldst hast taken sustenance from the others or canidison from the feral fennec foxes whereas he forged for exotic fruit and unwilted shoals of sampled raw fish and other nutrinental delicacies. He called hunting cannibal and was very meticulous, protesting against the bare thought. I admired his peculiar talents : how he sported off with the fauna, revelling like a frisky two-year-old even despite his near eightscore age.
I esteemed his venerable affairs especially his platinum strands of dishevelled hair.
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