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However huge the arm, it was fragile, and divers filled a balloon with air from a scuba mouthpiece to gently raise it to the surface.

She seemed so tough and self-assured, and made no attempt to cover up the scars on her arm. It was as if she wanted them to be noticed.

He reached out to run his fingers down the side of her arm. It was a bit of a stretch, but he could reach.

"I said to the animal trainer, 'I'm fine, ' and he said, 'Look at your arm, it's not fine' and all this blood is coming down, " said Chan.

As I turned the corner into the street, a man came out of a doorway and took my arm. It was one of the men from the hotel.

I was talking to one of them, and he was really liking this arm, it's way way way better than a plastic stick with a hook on it.

He took hold of the creature's fin-like arm. It felt like his father's raincoat when it got wet.

WHEN a geek leaves a hip party with a gorgeous girl on his arm, it is typically in a scene from a film rather than one from the real world.

Roger went across to the bed and put his hand on her arm. It was cold.

The next this picture is the primary teaching in our school have his arm, it being similar in a open book, an allegorical very deep!

This is implied by the cartoon trying to "revive the dead, " shot in the arm it?

If it gives up its small deposit-taking arm, it can go back to being a broker-cum-hedge fund, free to trade as it likes.

If you stretch your arm, it is about two thumbs' width at the centre of your vision----everything else is pretty much blurred.

Consider a bow and arrow. If you try to throw an arrow with your arm, it won't go very far.

Perhaps this light was sometimes too bright, because under one arm it carried a hat, which looked like a large extinguisher.

The Soviet admirals wanted to make it versatile and arm it with any possible weapons.

If you had a six foot arm, it would be hard to play piano.

In addition to the manipulator arm, it can carry up to four color cameras, including night vision, thermal, and zoom options.

I reached out and stroked my mother's arm. It was warm like bath water, her skin the texture of hibiscus.

Little Albert came home from school with a new book under his arm. "It's a prize, mother, " he explained.

Whatever has happened to your arm? It's all swollen.

Arm: It costs me an arm and a leg.

and I don't have an arm. - it's okay.

Offer her your arm. It's chivalrous and also a good way to initiate contact.

And as soon as the crabs touched the arm, it was lights out.

How's your arm? It's better now.