Having just gotten back from a very long car trip, I thought I'd propose a few fun things to do to pass the time.



A celebrated singer was singing for the second time, and all the fashionable world was in the theater.

Vronsky, seeing his cousin from his stall in the front row, did not wait till the entr'acte, but went to her box.

"Why didn't you come to dinner?" she said to him.

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