Steeling himself to endure the woman's odor. Vomit, sweat. Odor of unclean female flesh. He'd bared his soul to his maker, that it be extirpated by the roots. For he had no need of a soul now.Quotation from:
No more syllabi: how do questions define work tasks?
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Once we recycle our school notebooks and leave our classroom behind, there
are no more rubrics. There is rarely a syllabus or a well-written
assignment. In...
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