She bent over the basket touching her lips softly to the forehead of each sleeping rain baby.

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She smiled determinedly, even a bit frantically, her lips stretched over perhaps bad teeth.

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Viana pursed his lips and ran his hand over his bald head, as if he still had hair and was smoothing it, a gesture from the past.

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Cook gently interrogates with his lips pursed and hands held out over the oak tag.

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