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Fun challenge! To up my game, I tried it with 24 words.
The faint noise sounded like *opera. Busy Grace hummed to herself, working on the ice carbon panel. Hanging by a wire, her brush with success leading to a flee fall, she tried to do damage control. Taking stock of the sight before her, she vowed to obtain a viable version next round. She would rescue her red flag and turn it into a shining example. This hurt won’t ruin her. Instead, it would help her innovate the real method.