They pass a jute factory, with its smell of grass and dung, and a leather factory, spilling fishy odor on to the road ,and a cement factory, with black towers of smoke and a piercing staccato clatter.
A Golden Age, Tahmima Anam; pg 217
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Greetings Readers! Below is a collection of "Inspiringly-fun gobbledygooks from random sources!" They aren't exactly gobbledygooks as you can see, but they are words that evoked images in my mind, that keeps my imagination alive, and they are words that turns me on. There'd be also picture breaks in between from the many words. Thanks for dropping by!I hope you liked it here. =)
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