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Watercoloring wasn't a very colorful technique if the colors one employed were utterly devoid of color.
Watercolouring wasn't a very colourful technique if the colours one employed were utterly devoid of colour.


Characterization was so deft that it had come to within a centimeter of cauterizing the audience's need to cavil over the plot details.
Characterisation was so deft that it had come to within a centimetre of cauterising the audience's need to cavil over the plot details.


They caroled, but it wasn't so much fun.  The clarinetist's chili had, in complete candor, made their compatriots run for the facilities.
They carolled, but it wasn't so much fun.  The clarinettist's chilli had, in complete candour, made their compatriots run for the facilities.


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Cancelling cancelling canonised cannibalising cannibalise cancelled calliper

"Canonising" a certain story into the great body of that which has already been canonised is no guarantee that it will actually be accepted by the most fanatical of canonisers.

The cannibalised parts were not the only thing he cannibalised on his way toward cannibalising the whole of the cannibalised planet.

Watercolouring wasn't a very colourful technique if the colours one employed were utterly devoid of colour.

Characterisation was so deft that it had come to within a centimetre of cauterising the audience's need to cavil over the plot details.

They carolled, but it wasn't so much fun. The clarinettist's chilli had, in complete candour, made their compatriots run for the facilities.