Does the applicant have suitable abilities to carry out the job?

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The writer's furniture is all shown in this museum.

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That girl is arrogant because of her beauty.

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Does the lady speak Turkish?

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The student speaks English a little.

That student knows some English.

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I know that German with a long beard.

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The doctor is seeing that patient.

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That athlete won three times in a row in this tournament.

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I got scolded severely by that teacher.

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The man wearing glasses is an old Chinese author.

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What does that gentleman do for a living?

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Who is that gentleman in spectacles?

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I don't remember much about that woman.

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The old man contributed a large sum of money to the poor.

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That singer is very popular with young people.

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He saluted the lady.

He said hello to the woman.

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It's Lulu Island, 3 August 2025. After supper—green figs tender with sunlight, sweet vinegar from yesterday’s pickled jar, and reheated Alfredo—I sat on the balcony and watched the conifer. Stillness below, a street without cars, without haste. My lime water, iced, caught the light. Michael, the Franco-Danish ufologist, has been in my conversations lately. We speak of inner things: the trance of smart devices, the mind’s eye dwindling. He says cafés aren’t cafés anymore. People forget how to look, how to linger. I tell him of Arthur in Japan—how he'd stare into blank walls like a monk gazing at emptiness. Lately I ask machines to speak like poets, and they do. They mimic Elizabethan verses and the old wistful lilt of Tagalog ballads. I pick blackberries along the path to Tim Hortons. "¡Moras!" I shout like a child. My friend Mora, whose blood flows with Andes mist, would smile. Today, I bought lemons. I meant limes, but lemons are all right. / blackberry morning— / a fig's ghost on my fingers / and the street still sleeps

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The old man died of cancer.

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The doctor is a great authority on children's diseases.

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She's a professor whose works you could stack up to head height.

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The soldier became a teacher.

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The politician didn't appear in public after the incident.

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That technician is highly skilled.

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That gentleman usually wears a hat.

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I think of the woman as a journalist.

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That young man is our teacher.

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That teacher is teaching English conversation.

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This is the doctor whom I spoke of last night.

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