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Usage examples of cantaloupe.

Library with a piece of root in his jaws and an ancient book balanced on one cantaloupe knee and a map spread before him on the floor.

This was on the eastern edge of Bubembe Regio, a region of so-called cantaloupe terrain, the complex, parquetlike landscape of the type Madeleine had noticed during the landing.

From orbit, the land looks like the surface of a cantaloupe melon, and that gave it its name.

It turned out to be a region of cantaloupe terrain where every depression was filled with nitrogen snow.

She selected a cantaloupe, sniffed it, and then tucked it in her cart.

He laughed and said he knew how to play bego-bego as well as any Na-dene gal as he grabbed her by one big soft cantaloupe and they both flopped back across the bedding.

His hands were huge, capable of englobing a cantaloupe and squeezing it to a pulp, and his powerful arms and oxlike shoulders had been developed through years of unloading ships at the docks in Port Chantay.

Give him a slice of vividly juicy cantaloupe and it turns to bark between his jaws.

Lefty used to stop there with Milton to buy cantaloupes, teaching Milton how to pick a sweet one by looking for tiny punctures left by bees.

Sadly, someone had cut out the photo from the back page, which had run beneath a screaming headline: My Breasts Are Like Dried Cantaloupes, But My Hubby Adores Them.

His calves were the size of cantaloupes and his shoulders reminded Ana of those old Kenny Everett sketches with the U.

A compote of cutup oranges, grapefruit, apples and cantaloupe was attractively arranged in a Tiffany bowl.

She had dressed in a banana-yellow, short-sleeve, lightweight, stretchy-clingy knit sweater, white jeans tailored to prove that the big-ass curse plaguing her family had not yet resized her buttocks from cantaloupes to prize-winning pumpkins, and white athletic shoes with yellow laces to match the sweater.

Row after row, in every direction, plants were severed from their roots, the wet fruit of the cracked watermelon, the cantaloupe seeds spilled across the seaweed mulch, all of it mashed and the bright leaves blackened by the heavy tires that continued relentlessly grinding across the land with the determination of an advancing army.

Cameras, lights, and reflectors were all focused on a very fluffy cat the color of an underripe cantaloupe, wearing a cubic zirconium collar.