And when he was walking for the last time through the main plaza of the Piast University, pondering deep thoughts about the injustice of treating people according to the Valesa scale of street-smarts, he stepped into a puddle.
He was walking in the plaza.
He was walking in the park.
The girls angrily wrestled.
Alexander Butterfield was an aide for Nixon.
The boy is walking.
Two dogs near each other.
The woman is drowning in the pool because she cannot swim.
Pigs were a big thing to settlers.