She has the perfect morsel of information to get her husband to reconsider his stance on the issue.
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He absorbed every morsel of information that the team's coaching staff gave him, and he was determined to improve.
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"It was a packed room full of young people hungry for the tiniest morsel of information about Jean," she recalled.
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Looks like AHS fans will have to wait until the show returns for even a morsel of information on the upcoming season.
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If we can't go out for dinner without first googling every morsel of information on the restaurant, why should watching a film be any different?
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A morsel of information, the smallest possible thing, and the mind, always seeking narrative and order, tries to slot it into a world we can imagine.
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Again, spoilers were promised, but that meager morsel of information aside I'm not willing to divulge exactly how they've framed the fate of Thomas Wayne in this story.
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The brouhaha prompted the Association of Universities for Research in Astronomy (AURA), which manages the observatory, to release a morsel of information: an unspecified "security issue" was to blame.
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It tells time accurately, tracks your heart rate reliably, and delivers every morsel of information you could possibly desire from the powerful computer in your pocket straight to your wrist.
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But when you're a fan of that person, "boring" transforms into "behind the scenes," where every morsel of information is a gift, another step toward making the person seem real.
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If he's going to leave office, it's not going to be because the other shoe drops, and some morsel of information about Trump heretofore unknown to the public is going to force him to resign in shame or be forced out.
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When moderator (and PEOPLE and EW editorial director) Jess Cagle asked Fogelman to offer up a morsel of information about season 2, Fogelman indicated the fall premiere will address more of the how-did-Jack-die mystery, which was left hanging at the end of last season.
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To Karamo—looking deeply into my eyes, asking me about my traumas and passions— I'd mumble something about how I sometimes enjoy creative writing in my spare time, and based only on this morsel of information he'd organize an entire event populated with everyone I have ever met, and force me to read my terrible poems to all of them.
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