A woman is laying in a hammock.
A person is laying down on an object.
A woman is laying on a leather sofa.
The Edmund Wilson-Paula Barbieri letters are hidden and unimportant.
Wolff utterly disregards the fine line between cruelly telling the truth and mere honesty.
The mezzanine floor is boring and there is nothing to see.
A man goes swimming.
The blonde boy is playing in the house.
These are not a tradition.