The rain washed down Phil's face, obscuring any would-be tears, as he carefully snuck out of the house, hailed a cab and plopped down inside, concealing a large bulge in his jacket pocket.
He arrived at the airport without incident; the cabby wasn't the conversational type. That was for the best, because Phil's Oriental accent wasn't that great either, and his brain explained time and time again that whenever making small talk, he must talk with an Oriental accent.
It was very hard to lie, and do small talk because he had never heard a Scottish Oriental, and therefore it was hard to reproduce the accent perfectly.
In any event, in less than an hour, he was on the plane to Scotland.
Or, so he thought.
How could you best encourage a blogger to blog?
How could you best encourage a blogger to blog?
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