unearths some literary gems.
From stories by Frederick Irving Anderson:
***Jaffray nodded, his eyelids closing and opening with the bobbing of his head like those of a mechanical doll tipped over backward.***"It's a dud....It hasn't any 'it.'"***It was the same blank wall--only blanker now, with the peculiar insistence of its own iteration.[Bonus: "illegible roads" (i.e., roads made difficult to follow due to inclement weather).]