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Easy

Its body has been broken, but its soul lives on.

Challenging

The ghost of new music.

Easy

The favourite euphemism of smugglers and bootleggers.

Easy

Silence is worth more than a thousand promises.

Easy

Nice way to describe a brother of the drink.

Medium

Behold, an orgy of elderly audiophiles. A show not to be missed, standing room only!

Medium

Running through euphemisms in her head.

Impossible

Stimulate your lobotomoid.

Legendary

A ham-fisted attempt at creating character depth, predictable even for a fascist.

Easy

Technical words that only mean something to those with the prerequisite knowledge.

Medium

Strange leaves. More like seashells than any you're used to.

Medium

You let your vision decouple. The tree becomes a pleasing blur of light and shadow. It's all very aesthetic.

Legendary

And in each eye, a tear. A hundred assets. A hundred vanishings.

Legendary

Around the ceremony, another ceremony -- above it, below it, enveloping it.

Formidable

Behind the customary barbed wire-tangled corpses, the outline of a riot cop suggests political rather than wanton violence, and the logo -- now that you look at it -- does seem slightly more intelligible than his usual fare.

Challenging

A delicate ship constructed out of the flotsam of spy dramas and revenge fantasies sails headlong toward this rock, where it will shatter into a thousand lacerating crystals.

Easy

A platonic loathing, based purely on musical taste. If placed in a jar together they would kill each other out of spite.

Formidable

A lighting strike that finds you when it had the whole earth to choose from.

Medium

As though to suggest: There's a lot more where that came from.

Easy

How about a self-portrait, or a still shot of a beautiful landscape?

Easy

Challenging

His dedication to metaphor is respectable, obfuscatory, serene -- a probable disciple of Dositeo Fernandez.

Challenging

According to Dositeo Fernandez, the market has no edges, it is an amorphous, asexual blob.

Medium

Speaking about him in the present tense, very strange.

Medium

This man possesses exactly one talent, and it's to appear multi-talented.

Challenging

A flash of inspiration? He seems to be drowning in it.

Easy

Can't you just solve this fucking thing and be done with it?

Easy

Trapped between hack-hire genre fiction, philosophical exploration and straight up gore fetish smut, the book cackles in your hands.

Medium

Pièce de résistance levels of self-confidence.

Medium

An improvised welcoming party, here to greet the distinguished visitor from the People's Republics.

Medium

Each heavy with significance, all of it lost on you.

Trivial

It's maybe a good time to have a cigarette.

Easy

You'd know that cadence anywhere...

Easy

Far past the realm of ordinary paranoia, you have stumble into the territory of superstition, the unknown areas of maps where monsters once proliferated.

Medium

He may be a liability, but he is a beautiful one.

Medium

A shiny meadow within a tangle of dark forest.

Medium

The hallowed god of hi-vis vests and hard hats.

Medium

Terror to most. But for those with a taste for it...

Challenging

Burning the image into the gelatin silver of her amygdala.

Medium

The disconnected fantasies of someone who only knows how to be alone.

Medium

You swim with sharks and jellyfish.

Easy

The 'within reason' is implied.

Medium

He died alone, in an unfamiliar room, with nothing to remind him of who he was or where he came from.

Medium

No no, this is an artistic meeting of the minds. A curatorial critique!

Challenging

Failed artist types always have a few pale downward shots of their own genitals stashed somewhere. She's seen it.

Easy

He doesn't at all align with the shadowy image of a Luzian secret policeman in her head.

Trivial

A name like a cat sneeze.

Easy

Memories trapped beneath dull ice.

Medium

She believes her spy-errant is about to burst down those stairs and save her from you, the mad witch.

Easy

All music? Inhuman.