"An acidulous tone had crept into both sides of the conversation, her site with balsamic asseverations and cloying evasions, his with a bite of horseradish astride a malt vinegar redolent of London fogs, fish and chips, and tabloid treacle and gossip (it was, in fact, revolting)."
- Karen Elizabeth Gordon, Out of the Loud Hound of Darkness: A Dictionarrative
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