The red carpeting, running like a ribbon over lumber, sopped up the rest.
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The cash crunch occurred as corporate taxes came due and government bond issuance sopped up liquid cash.
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There's still some growth, but it seems that's being sopped up by the rise of non-native development.
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Among the Trump children, she always sopped up the most lavish praise from Dad and drew the most media fascination.
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Spicy, soupy Cajun-baked eggs are just begging to be sopped up with some good toasty bread on a Saturday morning.
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The result was that consumers in 2018 sopped up overcapacity — production running ahead of consumption — allowing GDP to run well ahead of potential.
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My excess time has been sopped up by making sure she's not eating rocks or a petrified frog she's found in her backyard.
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It was homey and rich, and we sopped up the sauce with the extra-large basket of French bread that pops up on every table.
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As the liquid absorbed into my skin, it melted into a soft velvet veil that sopped up sebum and made the pores around my nose feel smooth.
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Duggan is best known for co-founding BetterWorks in 2013, which has since sopped up a generous $35 million in venture capital funding from, amongst others, Kleiner-Perkins.
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Some were hesitant to grab food with their fingertips, but the gastro-diplomats on the field trip dug in, and sopped up the sauce of their chicken doro wat with pieces of injera.
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You can make it with any clam you can find at the store, though, and it'll give you a marvelous bowl of salty, garlicky goodness that demands to be sopped up with bread.
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Entirely unaware of the impact she had just made, she stabbed the last piece with her fork, sopped up the last of the sauce, and ate it in one breezy gesture — a huge smile stretched across her face.
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I'm sure the Albuquerque airport isn't thrilled that there's a partially sopped up puddle of dog pee on their floor that someone now has to clean up, just because one person felt the rules don't to apply to them.
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They were more like rambunctious potlucks, lubricated with jug wine and cheap beer, but I took pride in feeding my friends vegetable paella, shrimp and garlic fried in olive oil whose juices we sopped up with fluffy bread, tortilla de patatas dolloped with homemade mayonnaise and smoky pimenton — foods I remembered and craved from a childhood eating out in Down Neck Newark, where my grandparents had grown up.
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